It was midday, but Peter felt the darkness around him, and the light was swallowed up by the cold power.

A group of people in black appeared around silently and surrounded them.

The smell from them clearly told Peter that these people were true cultists.

Cold, dark, wild, all kinds of negative forces are closely around them. Their eyes are full of madness, which is the desire for Peter's blood.

"It hurts... It hurts... I'm so hurt by the damn holy light..."

"Hiss... It's them... Fools of the Holy See of light..."

"Kill them... I'll eat their flesh and blood..."

More than a hundred people in black stared at Peter. They seemed to be looking at the meat on the chopping board and made no secret of their crazy thoughts. The noisy whispers whispered in their ears. Driven by the power mixed with chaotic breath, their whispers alone had terrible corrosive power, and ordinary people would fall into madness just by hearing their whispers.

This is the dark snake.

Trying to control the power of chaos, he became a crazy cult corroded by chaos.

Now they wake up.

"Your luck is really bad."

A playful voice suddenly came from overhead. Peter was surprised. He looked up. Two people were standing above them and looking down at them jokingly.

"I'm worried that I haven't had fun recently... You hit the door."

Marcus showed a wild smile: "let's enjoy a little dessert before the big meal. Lasani, which ones do you like?"

"... the heart shrouded in the holy light, the unshakable faith, the Knights Templar, deserves its reputation."

Lhasa Ni, who had been "bored" on his mouth, finally showed some expression changes, as if the withered old tree had sprouted again. He smiled strangely: "I've heard the name of the Templar order for a long time. Let me see whether your faith is stronger or my 'despair' is better."

Lhasani, the fifth venerable of the dark snake, is the fifth level of the supreme level. He likes to manipulate and play with the power of the mind. He is the best partner with Marcus. He is especially good at fear and fear aura. His title is the snake of despair.

Marcus, the third venerable of the dark snake, level 7 of the supreme level, awakened a special talent and was good at mind control. His title was the snake of the soul.

It is precisely because Marcus' power of controlling the mind can completely erase other people's memory of the dark snake, so the dark snake can always hide so perfectly.

Together, they can go in and out of millions of troops as if there were nothing.

"Don't rob my prey --"

Marcus smiled and suddenly fell down at the next moment, and the powerful force of blood and gas roared at Peter!

"No! The glory of my Lord! Majesty comes from heaven!"

Peter roared. The surging power of the holy light fell from the sky and formed a set of holy light armor on him. At the same time, a huge shield condensed from his head with the power of the Holy Light shrouded everyone below!

"Boom!!!"

The powerful force hit the holy light shield, and the terrible pressure instantly separated the bones and flesh of the war horse under Peter's crotch, and then even the bones turned into dust.

The shield of the holy light was smashed. It was only a blow, Peter. They were pressed into the earth by a powerful force!

"You can already be proud that you can block my 20% power blow."

Marcus said lightly and laughed wildly again: "but that's more interesting... Spread out! We should slowly enjoy the fun of teasing the prey!"

Marcus was not worried about Peter. They would escape.

What's more, in the process of chasing prey, it's the most wonderful thing to feel them falling into despair step by step, isn't it?

"Yes, my Lord."

People in black dispersed far away according to orders, but they still formed a loose encirclement.

despair.

At this moment, Peter was in unprecedented despair. Now he found a terrible truth. Even without these two terrible strong men, the people in black around him were at least the strength of the golden peak, which was completely comparable to him.

They have no hope of escape at all.

We must catch up!

No one wants to die. Even after accepting the task of dying, Peter doesn't want to die.

"Next, I will slowly increase my strength and squeeze out your limit. Do you want to live? If you want to live, struggle hard. Maybe if it makes me happy, I will spare your life."

Marcus looked happy: "you can also escape. Try to escape. If you can escape, I will never chase you."

He looked at them expectantly, as if expecting them to run away as soon as possible so as to enjoy the process of chasing their prey.

"Father's warrior will never escape!"

Peter broke free from the earth with a loud roar. The long sword was filled with strong holy light. The dazzling light dissipated the cold smell around him and brought him some warmth.

"What a... Annoying light."

Lhasani slowly floated down, and his hoarse voice filled Peter with a premonition of danger, which soon became a reality.

Rasani just raised his hand and gently pointed his finger, and the dark light beam hit the long sword in his hand. The strong holy light was polluted by the dark power. When the black power spread up along the hilt, the unknown premonition made Peter lose the long sword in his hand.

Lhasani sighed softly, "what a wicked guy... How can you refuse my blessing... In that case, you should die."

As soon as lhasani was about to start, Marcus said discontentedly, "Why are you so emotional? It's rare to meet such an interesting opportunity. How can we have fun after killing them?"

"After defeating Tarris... There are many fools of the Holy See of light in Tarris's Church..."

"They are the Templars! The Templars who chased us to chop! Now that the Lord returns, it is time for us to regain his glory. These Templars will be our appetizers. We must taste them slowly and carefully!"

Marcus said and danced wildly. The stronger their strength, the stronger their resistance to the corrosion of chaos. As powerful dignitaries, although they usually look like normal people, they are still corrupted by the power of chaos, but they don't even pay attention to this - they regard it as a blessing.

"Indeed, dessert should be tasted slowly."

Marcus nodded and laughed, "yes, you can finally understand me... Who!?"

Marcus suddenly recovered and raised his head.

Above the sky, two men and a woman stood out of thin air, looking at them with pondering eyes.

"You're... Ah! You're the... Donne! Yes! I've seen your information! You're right!"

Marcus rubbed his eyebrows and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and said with a wild smile: "I thought you would be killed by lissel. I didn't expect you to be here! Great! Really great!"

"I also think it's great... You finally show up..."

Donne breathed a long sigh of relief: "I still have a headache. If you don't show up, how can I dig you out? Now, I can finally purify you pests completely."

Marcus danced and laughed and said, "lhasani! Did you hear that? Purify! He said he wanted to purify us!"

"I heard..."

Lasani's eyes fixed on Lyon: "the head of the Knights Templar... Lyon... Finally... Has a chance to revenge..."

Leon frowned: "are you?"

Lassani said with a gloomy face: "ten years ago... You killed my wife... I've been waiting for this opportunity..."

Donne looked at Leon with a creepy face. Does this guy have this kind of black history?

"Nonsense."

Leon frowned slightly and shook his head after thinking hard for a long time: "I have no impression that I have never killed any innocent people. Unless your wife is like you, it can't be killed by me."

"My wife is so innocent... She just sits there quietly... But you say" purification "and" purification ", which makes her like this..."

Lasani said, taking out a small bottle from his pocket. His face under his hood was full of twisted love: "it was you... Who let her leave me..."

Seeing the bottle in his hand, Leon seemed to think of something. He had a flash in his mind. He remembered one thing and was furious: "I remember! It was her! You killed her and made her into a corpse puppet!? you were her husband!? why did you do this!?"

Lyon once performed a mission ten years ago and found the trace of evil believers in a small town. During the investigation, Lyon found that a young woman was killed and refined into a corpse puppet. He purified her, put her ashes in a bottle and buried her, so as to free her soul safely. Unexpectedly, lhasani did it!

"You don't understand... How powerless I am when my beautiful young wife grows old and starts to fear the magic of time..."

Lasani opened his hands, looked at his dry skin and said hoarsely, "I finally thought of this method... Kill her when she was young... Deal with her body... So that she can remain young forever... But you... Ruined my love for her..."

Iluli gathered around Donne in a little panic: "he's completely crazy!"

What a twisted love

"You madman!"

Leon "Qiang" pulled out his long sword and shouted, "today, I'm going to purify you! The Knights Templar! Surround them! You can't let one go!"

As soon as Lyon's voice fell, a thousand people knight regiment rushed out from behind the hills. Each of them was at least gold, and even several were strong masters. The knight regiment surrounded the people in black with lightning speed.

A fierce holy light sword immediately opened the prelude to the war!