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It's just Ifrit who can deal with the opponent.

The sacrifice of a Sister of Battle was worth it.

Now all that's left is a sweep.

After Ifrit was dealt with.

The morale of the Jihad Army had obviously dropped significantly.

The Crusaders took the opportunity to rush forward.

The balance of victory began to slowly tilt towards the Crusaders.

Without Ifrit's obstruction.

The Crusades had no way to stop the offensive of the Battle Sisters.

The combat cultivator once again began to harvest the lives of his opponents on the battlefield like mowing grass.

After seeing the battle situation, Cardinal Julian finally felt relieved.

"Fortunately, this ninth expedition did not end in defeat for me."

The previous eight expeditions to the East were all successful.

If he loses here, his name Julian will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

And he will become a sinner for all eternity.

But now everything is resolved after the angel came.

But Julian didn't expect it either.

The descending angel can only attack four times.

After four attacks, the incarnated body will collapse because it cannot withstand the power of the angel.

"May God bless you." Julian made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Obviously, if there are no accidents, the Crusaders should win this time.

But now Ye Zhen is on this timeline.

Ye Zhen suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Ye Zhen suddenly appeared in front of the fearless fighting nun.

But the Battle Sister did not stop her attack.

He swung the axe directly at Ye Zhen.

No one on the battlefield paid attention to Ye Zhen, who suddenly appeared.

After all, the battlefield was in chaos, so who would care about the sudden appearance of one more person?

But the next second.

The combat nun who swung her axe at Ye Zhen.

Just with a bang.

It flew backwards like a cannonball.

There was a cloud of dust on the ground.

The huge noise actually drowned out the noisy battlefield in an instant.

Everyone was frightened by the loud noise for a moment.

Wait until the smoke clears.

The Battle Nun left a long crack on the ground.

The earth seemed to be torn apart.

At the end was a battle nun whose human appearance could no longer be seen.

She lay quietly on the ground, motionless.

If it weren't for some fragments of nun's uniform remaining on it.

Not everyone may be able to recognize that this is actually a battle nun.

"Bishop Julian! Something terrible has happened!"

"A combat nun was killed in battle." A master came running over in a hurry.

Julian had already started to calmly make tea in the back.

But after hearing the report from his subordinates.

Julian sprayed the tea out of his mouth.

"What did you say?" Julian asked in shock.

The priest wiped the tea off his face and said, "News just came from the front."

"A strange man suddenly appeared from nowhere on the enemy side."

"Just one strike." The priest's voice trembled, "and the Battle Sister was killed."

Julian's eyes widened in anger. "Impossible, that's a Battle Sister."

"How could he be killed by a single blow?"

"Even if an angel descends, it may not be able to kill the Battle Sister with one sword."

Julian was telling the truth.

The strength of combat nuns lies in their physical fitness.

Every battle sister is as strong as steel.

The ability to resist blows is extremely strong.

Seeing that Ifrit was unable to kill the Battle Sister when facing her, it shows how tenacious the Battle Sister is.

But now one of his subordinates, a combat nun, was killed by someone in one blow.

How can this be?

Unless the person opposite is a real angel.

Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, it is impossible to kill the Battle Nun with one strike.

Killing and killing instantly are two completely different concepts.

Just when Julian's brain was still in shock.

Another priest came crawling over.

The priest who came later said miserably, "Your Excellency the Bishop, three combat nuns have been killed in the front."

"All three battle sisters were killed instantly by the same person."

Julian pulled the priest by the collar, now he no longer cared about his image.

"You're lying, this is impossible." Julian didn't believe this fact.

The Battle Sisters are a combat-ready force in the Holy See.

Each one is extremely precious.

In this holy war representing the Holy See, only seven people were sent out.

Each one of them is more precious than a cardinal.

The loss of one person was already the limit that could be tolerated.

After all, she is the incarnation of an angel, and the loss of a combat sister is within an acceptable range.

After all, the other party summoned Ifrit.

But now the priest under him actually said.

After this, three more battle sisters died.

Plus the one who died in the flesh before.

He only brought seven people this time.

Doesn't that mean there are only three combat nuns left?

This is a heavy loss for the Vatican.

I don’t know when I will be able to train four more combat nuns.

Such a loss alone was enough to disqualify Julian from competing for the Pope.

While Julian was still thinking.

Another priest came running over.

"It's over, it's all over!" The last priest cried, "The remaining six combat sisters were completely wiped out."

Julian slumped in his chair with lifeless eyes.

"It's over, it's over."

A total of seven combat nuns all died in this battle.

How many heads does Julian have to pay for the loss?

Such a victory is far inferior to that of seven combat nuns.

Julian suddenly said angrily, "Who on earth is it? Who did they find on the other side?"

"Who can directly kill all the battle sisters?"

The last priest to come said weakly, "It's a man dressed strangely."

"Human?" Julian laughed angrily. "Are you kidding me, Bishop?"

"Who can kill a battle sister in seconds?"

Julian looked at the other two priests.

"Yes, Lord Bishop."

"The Battle Sisters were indeed killed by someone dressed strangely."

Julian couldn't believe that there was such a person in this world?
On the battlefield.

The Jihad Army originally wanted to retreat.

Although they invested heavily this time and directly sacrificed more than a dozen incense burners to summon Ifrit.

But in the end, he still died at the hands of the so-called "angel" summoned by Christianity.

They, the Muslims, believe that Christianity has gone astray.

How could that thing be an angel? How could it be an angel?

They, the Muslims, are the only chosen people recognized by God.

But Ye Zhen suddenly appeared and killed all the combat nuns instantly.

The Jihad Army was greatly surprised.

"Is this our side?"

"Who is he? Why is he dressed so strangely?"

"It was like a god descending from heaven, directly killing the other side's terrifying nun."

"We are saved now!" (End of this chapter)