After bidding farewell to the professors of the Zarath Academy of Arts, Shad continued to walk towards the Natural Church in the center of Zama. As for the content of the letter, it was to inform the church in the narrow room that once the bell was heard from the direction of Mount Xikar, the ceremony would start immediately in advance.
Such an important letter was delivered by a stranger like Shad because more than one channel was sending the message. It seems that something happened on Mount Xikale, and the church planned to start the ceremony earlier.
Even though the sound was suppressed, strange noises could still be heard from everywhere along the way.
Joey Barton, who doesn't know where his real body is, must be manipulating the undead, and Zama himself is also fighting back against the actions of living people. With the large number of people mobilized by the church this time, coupled with the help provided by the three major thaumaturgy academies and friendly organizations such as the Prophet Association, so far it can barely resist Hazama's counterattack.
And when he finally got close to the Church of Nature, Xia De saw a "wave of undead."
It was quite a terrifying scene. He climbed up to a high place and tried to find the direction, and then he saw the fog, which seemed to be stirred by the wind, constantly circling in front of him... With his jumping ability, he crossed the street and jumped to the slightly curved gas On the street lamp, and then jumped to the roof of another house facing the street, only then did I see that the densely packed undead rushed towards the natural church looming in the fog like a tide.
Everything in the narrow room is a "worn and damaged version" in real time, but only the natural church is almost identical to the real church in appearance, and it is even still glowing.
At this time, the golden bell on the side tower of the church was being continuously rang by a burly figure who couldn't see clearly. The bell can't travel very far, but every time it rings, a circle of green ripples will spread out from the center of the church, and the ripples will be slowly melted when the evil spirit touches them.
There are also ring warlocks guarding the main entrance of the church and the side windows, using spells, thaumaturgy, and incantations to expel the undead close to the church.
I don't know how many times this is the impact, and the church ring warlocks are quite familiar with it. Even if the magical power is narrowly suppressed, the divine magic rituals of the Church of the Five Gods can offset this negative suppression with the church itself as the basis for the ritual.
At the end of this terrifying wave of undead, a giant-shaped black evil spirit appeared with its back on its back, pulling a bone hammer. It is hard to imagine what kind of living person could mutate like this after death.
But the huge size means that the area under attack is wider. Before it could even touch the walls of the church, it was sieved by golden light bullets like a rain of light, and then disappeared into wisps of white ash.
People at the church windows clapped their hands and rejoiced, then rearranged the rituals and traps of the destroyed perimeter defenses. Shad's attention, on the other hand, moved to the other end of the dilapidated street where the church stood.
At the intersection of the white fog, a figure slowly disappeared into the fog. Because the short and deformed appearance was so distinctive, Xia De was almost certain that it was Joey Barton.
"Appeared on the top of the mountain, on the side of the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain at the same time? He absorbed the clown, and actually inherited the ability of the clone?"
As if he noticed Xia De's line of sight, the slowly disappearing figure became clear again.
That was indeed Joey Barton, he was leaning on the cracked red brick wall at the corner of the street, looking at Shade on the roof through the white mist.
The two looked at each other until Joey Button took the initiative to look away. He squatted down with great effort, and then slammed down on the ground—
Boom!
A dull sound came from the natural church on the other side of the street, and then a small earthquake without sound occurred around the natural church. After the earthquake, a gust of black wind broke through the door of the church and flew into the sky like a tornado.
Followed by Iluna, a seventeen-year-old girl dressed smartly, shaking the holy bell at the door of the church, then squatted down slightly, and suddenly threw the golden thunder spear in her hand:
"Sunshine Gun!"
Of course, Shad couldn't hear the sound, but he guessed that Iluna must have shouted this sentence.
The sun gun pierced through the clouds and hit the center of the black wind. As the golden thunder exploded in the air, what appeared in the black wind was a woman riding on a dark red horse and wearing a white bridal dress.
The supposedly white bridal gown was covered in black blood, and the veil completely covered her face. In her right hand she holds a sharp black scythe, while her left holds a man's head on her chest.
Because the other party was in the sky, Xia De couldn't see the man's expression clearly. But when he stared at the woman, his inexplicable intuition made him understand:
"The fourth nail! It was sent to the narrow room by the church. Did it escape?"
Slightly surprised, he went to look at Barton at the intersection. He nodded slightly to Shad, then backed away and disappeared into the mist.
"I know."
Xia De helped the fishing rod on his back, and lifted the kerosene lamp at his feet. I took another look at the woman in the wedding dress riding a horse over the church, and the two high-ring warlocks who flew out of the church:
"But even if it's a trap, I still want to catch up."
Without arousing the church's idea, Shad returned to the ground from the roof, and came to the corner where Barton was standing just now. Of course there was no one there at this time, Xia De looked left and right at the empty street, and stepped forward to take a look to the right. But I didn't expect to step out of the sky, and the white mist quickly gathered over, completely covering the line of sight. But when the vision returned to normal, the surrounding area was no longer a city, but a mountain open space covered with black dead trees and twisted weeds.
"Space movement? No, I have spirit runes, and space power can't be so effective for me. Didn't it shift my position, or splice other spaces?"
On the glade, there is only black dead grass like granulation. On the other side of the open space, Joey Barton was waiting for Shad.
No matter how insensitive a ring warlock is, he can easily detect the strong whispering elements in him.
"Mr. Watson, why are you so persistent? Do you have such deep affection for Fort Midhill?"
He watched Xia De calmly, and the voice came from all around the dense forest, as if he was everywhere.
This is a trick to create fear, Shade will not be fooled.
"I once said that I'm a foreigner, and I don't have any feelings for this city. But since this happened, and I have the ability to stop it, I can't watch you make a big mistake."
"You still want to persuade me?"
"You've already started fusing the relics, and you can't go back."
Xia De said softly, and then a sigh came from all around the dense forest:
"yes."
Mr. Button lowered his head and said nothing, Xia De frowned and lifted the long sword in his hand.
Suddenly there was a sharp explosion, and Joey Barton's neck stretched like a long snake, and his head flew towards Shad like a cannonball.
Now that he decided to stop the other party, Xia De didn't want to try it at all:
"Sunrays!"
The index finger of the right hand rests on the body of the sword, and then stabs forward with the sword in both hands. As the color of the noon sun gathers on the sword body, thick beams of light shoot out directly with the huge wind pressure.
The sunlight beam not only penetrated Joey Button's body, but even left a straight trail of light in the dark forest behind him.
Joey Barton's body was completely melted in the light beam, and the panting Xia De quickly drew a circle under his feet with the long sword, then knelt down on one knee and pressed his forehead to the hilt of the sword:
"Spatial Stability Halo."
Kacha~ A clear cracking sound appeared next to my ears. I looked up and looked around, and I had already returned to the corner of the abandoned city surrounded by white mist. Joey Barton knelt down on the ground, panting and trying to get up, Shade stepped forward with his sword in hand, and appeared directly beside him the next moment.
He raised his sword and slashed at the opponent's neck, but his thick hand suddenly lifted up, grabbing the blade of the sword forcefully. The long sword was humming, and the runes on the blade were emitting bright light.
But Joey Barton, who was holding the blade, slowly stood up against Shad's strength, and the look in those eyes was still calm:
"I am no longer the one-ring fortune teller you knew."
Automatically counterattacking the evil force, dozens of white sword glows hit Barton's chest~www.mtlnovel.com~ With a sudden flick, he was snatched from Xia De's hand, flew obliquely and stuck on the ground, buzzing due to the vibration ring.
"I know."
Shade landed a right and Joey Barton threw a left. The two fists collided head-on, and with a cracking sound, Xia De flew upside down, broke the sloping lamppost on the opposite side of the road, and smashed through the brick wall of the adjacent shop.
When he climbed up from the ruins, he felt that his entire right hand was numb, apparently with multiple fractures:
"This power is too exaggerated."
Suppressing the pain and getting up, Joey Barton still stood there looking at him, and did not catch up:
"My gentlemen tell me that only the chosen can fight the chosen. Mr. Watson, you are the audience, so don't try to interfere with the performance on the stage."
Xia De snorted, but did not speak.
Joey Barton is still talking:
"Maybe the chosen one is really the one chosen by fate. If I rely on my own strength alone, it is impossible to break through the church's defense anyway, but fortunately, Hazama is unwilling to be sealed. So, I help it, And it helps me."
"In stories, it's usually the villains who say that."
"Fortunately, this is not a story, this is an epic."
The middle-aged man, who looked like a deformed child, watched Xia De limping out of the ruins with his right arm:
"Mr. Watson, I don't have many friends in my life, but I think you, who have only met me a few times, are one of the few friends I have. Please watch carefully, look at all this, look at what happened today Things. Tonight at Fort Midhill will be recorded in the annals of history."