Warlock Royal Family

In less than 5 minutes, the chief executive Florentino hit the densely packed Swiss with his sword, split his shoulders and hammered, killing or seriously wounding more than fifteen enemies.

Although facing this powerful existence is like being killed like a chicken, the members of the Swiss Guard, whose minds and bodies are now covered in purple pulp, do not feel any fear at all. Excited.

Of course, Florentino would not object to such a situation.

Although these spiritual powers give the Swiss Guards a great advantage when dealing with ordinary Habsburg soldiers. It is not so easy to die on the battlefield, but in front of a martial artist with extraordinary skills like him, the spirit is also meaningful not big.

He has seen and defeated this kind of nomads or alien tribal people who were driven to death by the high priest of the tribe many times in the Black Continent. No matter how powerful their spiritual power is, they can be cut with a sword.

As long as there is enough blood, the dizzy mind burned by faith can also be flushed sober.

Even the desert ogres that feed on humans on the edge of the Sahara can understand that Florentino is definitely not on their menu after shedding enough blood.

The Swiss are even more mediocre.

Florentino's whole body was now a terrifying crimson, and the hot blood gushing from the Swiss's neck had already formed a thick layer of paste on his armor and mask.

This affected Florentino's sight a lot, but in the phalanx, vision was not very important.

If there is no, there will be no more.

What really made Florentino irresistible was not his eyesight, but his instinct as a top warrior.

You don't need eyes, just pick and hold.He could also kill a dedicated Swiss.

Then lean back slightly.Let go of a dagger stuck to the nose.A knee blow knocked the dagger-wielder down, and an arm smashed a helmet and the skull inside.

Blood did nothing to hinder his killing.

However, the chosen popes of the past dynasties really chose the Swiss as their soldiers. These mountain heroes have had blood feuds with the Habsburg family for more than 300 years. The hatred and pain still run deep, and they buy their boss enough time.

The Chosen Pope was thus able to fight back.

Florentino soon realized that he was still careless, and his desire to compete with Frundsberg made him actively pursue greater results.So much so that a flaw was exposed.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm.

Fortunately, his instinct is still working, faster than his thinking, and his arm is still fully retracted, out of the way of Oswald's blow that is as fast as the wind.

The soul-snatching night shadow crawled out from under the dead soldier, intending to cut off Florentino's arm.

Of course, Florentino's arm was only "pretty complete", and Soul Reaper Yeying still made a huge hole in it.

Florentino's own blood flowed out again.

Then Florentino felt as if his body had been emptied, "absorbing energy"!

The Church of Rome does not have a "Zhen Guo" archmage who can use this kind of ninth-level necromancer magic, but the church has accumulated hundreds of years of treasures in all high-level magic scrolls, including this kind of magic scroll worth tens of thousands of talers. top reel.

Of course, a scroll of this level is a rare treasure even for the Church of Rome.

A second huge wound followed.Behind another fallen soldier, a three-meter-long giant ax slashed towards Florentino's body.

Florentino squeezed back just in time to clear a Swiss behind him.But his blood still flowed out.

The characteristics of "Luo Ying" made it unnecessary to cut open the armor, and directly created a half-meter-long chest on Florentino's chest.

This strange ax that distorts spirit and matter has reached its greatest power in the Sistine Chapel, the gathering point of faith.

Blood was squeezed violently from Florentino's armor.

Florentino realizes that something is wrong.

Although this wound is long, but because he evaded in time, it should only leave a horrible wound that is not deep enough to bleed so much.

That giant ax is not only amazingly powerful, but also a strange thing.

In an instant, this well-informed figure judged it.

With powerful warriors, dangerous shadows, and several priests to help out, Florentino decided to give up.

Although he is eager to make contributions, his mind has not completely lost his mind, and he knows that he must retreat at this time.

Although the Swiss who separated his line from the United Kingdom had only two thin layers, it was too late for him to persevere.

He wants to retreat.

But it was too crowded. Although he killed many Swiss, the most elite troops and the most devout believers of the true pope still went forward to attack him. If he was given room to display, the formation would collapse.

This once allowed him to kill faster and more efficiently.

Now it is impossible for him to escape.

At this time, he had to face the unfavorable situation of those Swiss just now.

The enemy besieged him violently.

Florentino's excellent armor helped him block the heavy hammer of a cardinal archbishop, and even the armor-piercing weapon could not hurt him.

It wasn't the fault of the master who made the armor that he couldn't stop "Luo Ying".

Florentino cut down another Swiss with a backhand, but this time under the watchful eye of the soul-hunting Yeying, he couldn't completely solve the problem.

The Swiss who had been knocked down hugged his feet with his last strength.

Florentino kicked him again, crushing his head like a watermelon.

But the efforts and sacrifices of this Swiss are valuable, as are the efforts and sacrifices of his other comrades-in-arms, but his results are very direct.

Another heavy hammer hit Florentino's helmet, and the boss leaned back to narrowly avoid it, but he was hit on the shoulder again, and more importantly, he lost his balance.

Tony's ax was too big to swing through the crowd, and he had only one chance to strike, but that blow and Oswald's next thrust knocked Florentino to the ground.

When these powerful beings besieged Florentino, Ladislaus commanded the troops to push up two more steps.

The few people in the front row could already see this important battle.

But the Swiss who stood in front of them were as firm as those comrades who besieged Florentino. The soldiers of the United Kingdom who were close at hand watched the boss in a purple wave besieged by a powerful enemy.

A Spanish archbishop also rushed to the front. Under the protection of the soldiers, he cast a "healing fatal wound" and wanted to help Florentino.

"No! It will become fatal!"

At the last moment when the magic technique was about to take shape, Frundsberg arrived.

At the same time he yelled.

Prevented this erroneous casting.

Cyric's gaze was focused here, interfering with his priest's spellcasting. The priests of Cyric in Spain and the United Kingdom had already killed several wounded and healed many enemies.

Frundsberg, like Florentino who wanted to hide from him, ignored the enemy's halberd and rushed into the formation.

The "Sword of Babenberg" blocked several weapons of the chief executive who was attacking to the end, and the most dangerous attack was not the immediate use of weapons.

Instead by yelling.

"Oswald, the terms my master promised you are still valid!" (To be continued...)