CH 745

Chapter 745: Top student of the Magic Academy

Robb patted his butt and walked towards the portal.

Number 48 followed behind and shouted, "Godfather, are you going alone? What about Elsie? Your Tank Brigade? The Westwind Guards?"

"Their duty is to guard Westwind City and not to help others fight," Robb said. "Only I promised to help the queen, so I'll go alone."

"..." Number 48 saw him really walking towards the portal alone and panicked. Although he had been beaten by Robb alone before and knew that Robb could withstand the attack of the Black Dragon, he still felt that it was a bit arrogant to fight against the entire Church of Darkness alone.

Number 48 hurriedly ran to the nearby Church of Darkness and shouted, "Number 8, call all your men to reinforce Bright Road... Oh, and what about Number 32 in the Governor's Manor? Tell that guy to come too."

There was chaos on Bright Road.

A large number of Templar Knights in black helmets and armor were running around in the streets.

The city's garrison was already thin, and there were many spies from the Church of Darkness lurking inside. Once a rebellion broke out, almost in an instant, the entire outer city fell into the hands of the Church of Darkness. Only the Palace Guards were not infiltrated by the Church of Darkness, so the palace was still safe.

The cardinal stood in front of the palace gate, with thousands of people bustling behind him, appearing to be a mighty force, but there were only a few dozen palace guards on the palace walls, and they seemed completely outmatched.

The cardinal coldly swept a glance at the palace guards and said, "Put down your magic tools and weapons and surrender. You have no reason to be loyal to the queen. She is a blasphemer."

A guard general stuck his head out from behind the wall and angrily said, "Shut up! You are the blasphemer, using the name of the gods to seek your own interests. The queen is a great monarch who has brought us happiness and a beautiful life. She is the only one we should follow, not you bunch of charlatans."

"Brave guardsman! However, bravery cannot save you," the cardinal sneered. "It is only a matter of time before I break through the palace guarded by you few. I just don't want the palace to be destroyed in the flames of war."

The guard snorted and didn't want to talk to him.

The cardinal was about to order an attack when suddenly a roar came from the side of the forest, "Traitor of the kingdom, eat this, Fireball!"

The cardinal was slightly stunned, and followed the sound to see a young man jump out from behind a tree next to the palace gate. He was wearing a silk robe and holding a magic wand. He pointed it at the Archbishop and then a small fireball the size of a ping-pong ball flew towards him.

The cardinal was a little surprised... What's going on?

"Do you know who I am? I am the first among the twelve cardinals of the Church of Darkness, ranked only below the Pope. I am a big shot who is above everyone else. And you, a measly magician who jumps out of nowhere and throws a small fireball the size of a ping-pong ball, do you think you can look down on me?"

The cardinal was so proud of his magical defense that he didn't even bother to dodge the fireball. What's the harm? All he needed was a little bit of magic defense...

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded on the Cardinal's face.

The small ping-pong-sized fireball unexpectedly exploded into a dazzling fire, wrapping the Cardinal's entire head in magical flames and burning it!