Chapter 616

Time seems to have passed for a long time. The exchange of sharp blades is magnified infinitely, and even the sparks of friction can be heard clearly.

The pupil of the black haired wizard shrank suddenly, and there was a figure he thought he would never see again... The guard Knight of fascism.

The last time I heard about him was at the fortress of duanjieshan... I encountered fascism. Edward, the night watchman who nearly died, was saved by the guard knight in the north of the fortress, and he went to the glacier wasteland again to find all clues related to Fascism.

Before leaving, the guard Knight also entrusted Edward to convey the information that fascism is still alive and has the power of evil gods to his majesty Eckhart II and the Archbishop of the imperial capital, hoping to attract the attention of the upper class of the Empire.

However, judging from the agenda of the former Imperial Cabinet and the actions of Eckhardt II, this information may have been ignored - but it is not surprising that there are few rumors about evil gods and various demons in duanjie mountain every year. The truth of "the wolf is coming" applies everywhere. Unless there is an army of demons, the empire can't deal with it seriously every time.

However, the Archbishop seemed to attach great importance to this matter. He even sent several teams of oath knights to the principalities, and the church army on duanjie mountain also launched a search at the same time.

After all, the affair of fascism concerns the face of the church, and the secret of the church mastered by a bishop is not comparable to that of ordinary priests.

"Why are you?"

Loren subconsciously said it again.

The oath knight, who stood with his sword in his left hand, had no expression, but stared at the black haired wizard in front of him through the blade of the sword.

"Don't worry, Loren Turin, I'm not here to kill you." his expression was indifferent and slightly pulled the corners of his mouth:

"I have more important work than this."

The dark haired wizard sighed and said, "so... Is it true?"

"Otherwise?"

Lauren opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer him.

The two who looked at each other with four eyes put away their swords at the same time and stood within three steps of each other, which was a temporary reconciliation.

"This thing... You shouldn't have forgotten?" while talking, the dark haired wizard picked up the fallen wine glass from the ground: "Holy Blood potion... Almost destroyed the whole eboden and summoned the body of the evil god."

The knight of the oath remained silent and focused on the glass in Loren's hand.

"Since Francis can give the potion to the blood cult, it proves that he has more in his hand, which is not the most troublesome!" the black haired wizard said in a deep voice: "you saw the Holy Blood potion when you were in eboden... I don't know if you know something about alchemy, but this experience is different from what I remember. It was definitely not blood red at that time!"

"What does this prove? It proves that fascism is gradually 'improving' this medicine bit by bit!"

The oath Knight's eyes gradually became dignified.

"Loren Turin... What are you talking about?"

"I want to confirm your purpose of coming to the red blood castle." Loren slowly looked up and his eyes twinkled: "are you trying to save the innocent ordinary people in the red blood castle from some er..." evil "plan of fascism, or..."

"As long as we can defeat or expel the evil god apostle, it doesn't matter how much we pay... Just like Francis did in eboden?"

The black haired wizard chuckled and shrugged casually: "if it's the former, we can cooperate temporarily; if it's the latter... I'll kill at least one of them before two madmen tear down the red blood castle into ruins."

"Do you think you can beat me?"

"Fighting you should be one of the last things I want to do in the world - but there are always things we don't want to do, but we have to do, don't we?"

The expression of the oath Knight changed slightly, but his eyes were as cold as ever: "there are always things you don't want to do, but you have to do... That's right."

The black haired wizard smiled, but his left hand had quietly probed into the second bright silver behind him.

Time becomes as slow as solidification at this moment.

Loren didn't lie... The oath knight in front of him may not be the strongest opponent he has ever met, but he is definitely the most difficult one; More importantly, he is also the one who doesn't want to die, and he doesn't have many ways to kill him.

Do you really want to fight him here? I'm afraid I

"I said two, have you finished talking?"

An angry voice suddenly interrupted the killing atmosphere. The black haired wizard subconsciously glanced. A man waving the Legion halberd and wearing a ragged windbreaker came into his sight.

Just as he turned back, the man waving the halberd just stopped two cult crazy believers who jumped on the main altar. The sharp halberd blade swept a dark shadow, and their blood splashed on the spot!

"The fortress of duanjie mountain..." the black haired wizard who was just about to blurt out frowned slightly and immediately noticed the other party's empty chest and Legion chain armour: "deserter?"

"I'm Andrew McAfee, Andrew McAfee of Arles. Don't always call me a deserter, will you?"

The man who wielded the halberd was even more angry and badly defeated. The angry halberd blade directly broke the head of a crazy believer. When it was pulled out, it was torn off along with his neck: "how can you both say the same thing?"

"Huh?!" Loren Turin.

"Well, what? If you have time to talk about a lot of things there, you don't have time to come and help?" McAfee complained more bitterly. "I'll give you two choices now - either come and help, or I'll throw you here and run away. See how these fools treat you two bastards!"

"Dang --!"

The halberd knocked on the ground and knocked down McAfee on the main altar. He reluctantly blocked the crazy believers who were still rushing up like crazy people with this "shelter" piled up with other corpses, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But in front of a steady stream of crazy believers, this small "Bunker" can not give him much sense of security.

"Where did these crazy people come from? I used to think it was foolish for someone to believe in the Holy Cross. How could anyone believe in such old antiques? I'm afraid they didn't want to deceive others, but they were deceived first?"

"Alas... Man, and the black haired man, I said you must not be ready to help? Can anyone come and help me? Otherwise, tell me where to run. I followed the knight through the front door... Alas, what do I mean you don't help?"

McAfee was slightly stunned, looked behind him in the direction pointed by the black haired wizard who twitched at the corner of his mouth, and then widened his eyes and took two steps back!

Wailing, twitching, struggling... The "corpses" with their arms cut off, their chests torn open and their heads lost are staggering up from the ground one by one. Their distorted body shape is completely different from the proper posture of human beings. They stare at scarlet eyes and howl from their chest!

Just behind these "living dead", the originally "normal" crazy believers also began to scream in pain one by one, twitching and struggling desperately, as if a monster was climbing out of their body and crushing the last remaining reason and humanity bit by bit.

"This... Who can tell me what this is!"

Looking at this unheard of scene in front of him, McAfee subconsciously retreated... He also fought with werewolves in the glacier wasteland, but it doesn't mean that he won't feel afraid when he meets the unknown.

At the moment he retreated, a sharp roar suddenly sounded from behind him!

"Poof --!"

Before McAfee could turn back, a gray blue sword cut off his claws first; The crazy believer who had just died once was beheaded by bright silver again. The waist cut body was kicked by the black haired wizard to the "monster" who rushed up, and was torn apart by his "believers" in an instant.

"I think this... Mr. McAfee has a point."

Looking around in the noisy hall for a week, Loren glanced at the oath Knight beside him. The other party was still indifferent to a trace of emotion:

"No matter what happens next, we have to solve these 'monsters' in front of us first!"