Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 504 Inside the Castle

All-powerful slashing broke out under the light, and the judge attacked fiercely like crazy, trying to exchange injuries for injuries, but also to slash the blade on the fallen man.

Algernon kept urging his comrades, even though they were crazy enough.

"Go! Kill! One more cut is to earn, for power! For attack! Judge, massacre!"

St. George's eight-lock ability, the fire of revenge.

This ability can only last for 1 minute, and requires a cooling time of at least half a year.

Its effect is to apply a layer of Blessing of Strength to members of the Legion led by George.

The fire of vengeance will greatly increase the attack power of the judge and increase the efficiency of punishment.And in the process, when the legion members cause damage to the target race declared by George, the judge will get an additional attack power bonus, which can be superimposed infinitely.What's even more frightening is that this kind of attack power bonus obtained by annihilating enemies is permanent.

This means that every scar cut on the body of the fallen can be replaced by: attack power +1, attack power +1, attack power +1...

Enemies are my whetstones, and that's a perfect fit for an Inquisitor.

Under the berserk attack of the Judge Legion, the scorching fire of vengeance crushed the Fallen. They were originally priests and guides of the Holy Light. The melee fight between scholars and executioners can be imagined.

The fallen turned into bats and fled in all directions, and the darkness also chased and killed the fleeing Vampire Grand Duke.

"Trash, it takes so much effort to cut down a big bat."

The sun fell, and the blazing sword was thrown away after being used up by the darkness, and fell to the feet of the legion commander Algernon.

Darkness slipped away, just like in the past.

Algernon picked up the holy sword, and the intense holy flame on it was burning brightly, which was a bit dazzling.

"Judger, clean this area, don't let any vampire go."

"Obey." The legion was divided into multiple teams and began to mop up the work.

"Legion Commander..." Beside Algernon, several judges who behaved in embarrassment still stayed where they were, and they expressed their concerns to the leader.

"When our trial comes this time, what will the sanctuary say? You must know that we were still doing repentance and baptism."

Confession and baptism are a kind of punishment within the church for light chasers who make mistakes. They will be required to go to the sanctuary, the birthplace of the holy light, the seat of the pope, the original church, and do some troublesome chores.Many light chasers regard this as a spiritual cleansing, but the legion of judges who have experienced the most repentance and baptism can tell you clearly.

This thing is useless, except for a few priests who can show off that the Legion of Judges is helping them copy the scriptures when they brag and fart.

"Legion Commander, when I was in the sanctuary, I was helping to hand over the work to the new believers. At that time, several young juniors were asking me..."

【Respected Lord Judge, what would you do if you faced an enemy you thought was invincible? 】

Hearing this question, a group of judge knights pinched their chins and brainstormed.

"Call George?"

"Call George?"

"Call the Legion Commander, the Legion Commander calls George?"

"Your Majesty George will not let me have this kind of problem."

"I've never encountered such a thing..."

"Didn't we meet last time, when we were in Driya, the angel-level spellcaster who summoned meteorites...we were saved by Rafal."

"That's not what we called for."

"I didn't know George was alive at the time, but it does look silly to be turned into a ball of briquettes like this."

"So you think so too."

"I'm feeling it too."

"It turns out that there is still room for corruption under the crown of St. George."

"Amazing."

The judge who spoke first brought the topic back on track.

"Although St. George's Crown Prince does look stupid now, but without angels like them, what would our choices be."

The judges remained silent, thinking of the Forgotten King who stood on the ridge and controlled the earth to summon the meteorite.

At that time, the choice of the Inquisitor was... to charge with the Guardians.

"Fight as hard as you can to the death."

"Yes, that's the answer I was going to use to motivate those young people. But..."

"but?"

"Judgment has come upon me." The mournful cry can be heard clearly through the helmet.

"You also know that when we are teleported, a shadow will appear under our feet, completely engulfing us."

"Isn't this exactly the same as running away?"

"Will those kids think that's my answer?"

"Run if you can't beat them. What if they grow crooked!"

The judge knight focused his eyes on his anxious companions, like a group of weasels saw a chicken sneaked into their house.

"What does this have to do with you?"

"If you run away, run away. Although you are ashamed, you can survive. At worst, you will be a priest for the rest of your life."

"Don't forget that you are just a sinner who has undergone the baptism of repentance."

"It's bad luck for them to learn from you."

The judges carried forward their spirit of admitting mistakes, irresponsibility, and unrepentance, which made their companions feel a little more depressed.

"The time for confession and baptism will be extended again."

"For sure, although the judgment is force majeure, but to shame the sanctuary, we still have to set an example."

"It is estimated that this year I will not even think about leaving the original church."

"No, this time is different."

Algernon interrupted the judge knight's complaints. He raised the blazing sword in his hand, and the shining blade covered half of his face.

"Because we will bring good news to those old guys this time."

Burning flames covered the black knight's armor with white light.

"The darkness never dies, and the holy light never dies."

……

Before the dragon of Degonris soars.

Before the blazing light of the blazing sword chills the inquisitor.

To be precise, it was 3 minutes after Joshua was injured by a sword and Duke Delaris rushed out of the castle with the Legion of the Fallen.

The tentacles of the riot pushed the surrounding vampires against the wall, and one of them dragged Kallen into one of Joshua's arms while Joshua was enduring the pain.

"Master Lyle!" Karen called out his name.

Lyle smiled and looked at the distorted Joshua.

"Sorry, Mr. Groom, I don't agree to this marriage. I will snatch your bride away."

"There's another one, haha, we Naslan don't plan to marry either."

Lyle stretched out his other arm and hugged nothing.

Beatrice had already soared into the air, the blood ruby ​​on her chest glowed strangely, and a pair of blood wings spread behind her back, Beatrice rushed towards Joshua.

"What nonsense, I want to tear this bastard apart, I will do what I say."

Lyle shrugged and turned to face the group of blood clans with their fangs bared, with a smile on his face.

Nia's tentacles occupied all the surrounding space, and the ominous shadow smiled slyly behind her.

"Okay, you deal with one, I'll deal with the rest."

"Give the ladies some privacy, vampire friends."

(End of this chapter)