The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

Caesar pretended to trip over a stone and pounced on the jackal.

The werewolf was also caught off guard and had no room to dodge. In addition, his defense against Caesar was limited, so he was immediately suppressed.

"Boom!" The ground sank and collapsed, which showed how much strength Caesar used.

When he got up, there was only one wolf cake left in the pit.

The knights nearby were all stunned and stood there at a loss as to what to do.

"No!! My brother!"

Caesar cried and turned to look at the knight fiercely.

"It's all because of you. You killed my brother. You were the one who threw that stone just now, deliberately tripping me... You cunning human, go to hell!"

Knight: "(;?д?)!???"

He obviously didn't do anything!

The swung battle axe created a dark arc, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air could be heard faintly.

The axe blade had not yet reached his body, but the wind was already blowing and hurting his face.

The knight's heart was filled with alarm.

If you can't dodge this axe, you will definitely die!

Unfortunately, although his judgment was on point, his strength was still not there.

Even though he had tried his best to stand firmly on his horse and raise his knight's sword.

The feeling of danger showed no sign of abating.

"Crack—" the collision of steel.

When the pitch-black axe blade came into contact with the sword blade, it was as if it had opened its bloody mouth and bit into it, and the steel sword shattered.

Screams echoed in every corner of the battlefield.

The knight's sword broke into pieces and scattered like a rain of needles.

He knelt down with a scream, covered his eyes with his hands, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.

Caesar swung his axe again and a head flew into the sky.

"Brother, I avenged you."

It was a simple scene of helping the demon brothers to take revenge. The surrounding demons did not notice anything wrong, and Caesar's eyes continued to be fixed on the other werewolf.

. . .

Near the front wall of the town of Bona.

The sound of the knight's sword colliding and exploding with the greatsword shook the air.

The two strongest men from the opposing legions were fighting to a standstill.

He was unaware that his elite forces were being gradually consumed by a demon.

"Aaliyah, hand over my Aaliyah!"

Quinhagen roared angrily, holding the giant sword tightly in both hands and pressed down towards the legion commander, but the legion commander was covered with a layer of golden light, which greatly enhanced his ability to withstand attacks.

The Barrier of Glory of the Knights of the Glorious Church is a kind of divine magic.

When the protection is bestowed on the body, it consumes fighting spirit, but can enhance strength and defense for a long time.

"Damn demons, hand over Angela!"

Brian (the leader of the legion) kicked Quinhagen away.

Quinhagen adjusted himself and approached again with his sword raised.

The two men collided several times like a violent storm, and the shock waves caused spider-web-like cracks in the surrounding ground.

They are both asking each other for help.

However, one spoke the demon language and the other spoke the common language, so they couldn't understand each other.

Their strength is also very similar. At least under the protection of divine magic, the slightly weaker legion commander can fight with Quinhagen, who is at the peak of the fourth level, for a long time.

But the duration of divine magic is limited after all.

Brian looked at the Mad Blood Lion Demon in front of him with an unpleasant expression.

He must get rid of this mad blood lion demon in a short time, otherwise the town of Bona will be in danger.

Chapter 146: I won’t let you get hit a second time

Promoting sacrifice is one of the ways rulers manage the lower classes.

Whether entering the Knights Templar, the Church of Light, or the Mage's Tower, there will always be people who, in the name of veterans and elders, tell the joiners the meaning of sacrifice.

Humans are complex creatures, and sometimes they can be extremely selfish.

But sometimes, for a little belief in their hearts, they can disregard their lives.

"Oh, omnipresent holy light, please listen to my prayer..."

Brian (the leader of the army) raised his sword with both hands.

A holy light suddenly shone on his body.

At this moment, he became the only ray of dawn in the dark sky.

Quinhagen has had many encounters with human armies.

He knew at a glance what the knight was going to do. However, when he wanted to step forward with his greatsword to stop him, two teams of fearless knights rushed out from both sides and held him up with their lives.

When he broke through the defense line and rushed to the legion commander, he slashed down with the sword in both hands.

The knight holding the sword suddenly opened his golden eyes.

"Angel God descends!"

A pair of wings of light spread out behind Brian, and then turned into points of light and dissipated in the blink of an eye.

At the cost of burning his soul, he evolved his body as a believer into a medium to accommodate the Servant of Light.

The will of an angel from the Kingdom of God descended into mortal flesh.

Before his soul burns out, He will use Brian's body as a base, inherit Brian's will, and try his best to help Brian kill the enemy.

This divine art is exclusive to the Knights of the Glorious Church and can only be used once in a lifetime.

Because when the descent of God is over, all that remains of the knight’s body is a handful of golden ashes.

It is said that the Temple of the Glorious See in King's Landing is filled with golden ashes.

Anyone with evil intentions who walks into it will be frightened to death by the heroic spirits of the knights.

The moment Quinhagen's eyes met Brian's, he felt something was wrong. Those were a pair of cold eyes without a trace of emotion but able to burn everything. This knight had been possessed by an angel.

Even though the angel leaning over the knight was just a nobody in the kingdom of the God of Light, he was not someone he could deal with, so he turned around and ran. As long as he could delay until the time of the angel's descent was over, the town of Bona would be doomed.

However, the angel came with anger, how could he let him leave easily?

The knight's sword was coated with a layer of golden flame, like pouring sunlight, tearing through the air and slashing towards Quinhagen with a sword shadow, but Quinhagen gritted his teeth and fought back desperately, swung the giant sword in his hand to create a whirlwind, clang clang clang... The golden and black figures wrestled with each other, intertwining with each other, and soon there were several deep cuts on Quinhagen's body that could be seen to the bone.

"Ugh, damn birdman!"

Quinhagen felt excruciating pain all over his body, and the holy fire continued to burn at the wound.

Especially for a demon like him, his blood is simply the most perfect fuel for the holy fire.

click-

Brian's sword changed its momentum, and the stabbing sword turned into a powerful chop.

He actually split Quinhagen's giant sword with one sword. Quinhagen spurted out blood and the muscles on his arms almost swelled like balloons, with dark red blood vessels crawling on them. He almost used all his strength to block the attack.

"No, if this goes on, I'm going to be killed by this thing before my soul burns out!" Quinhagen kicked Brian in the abdomen, kicking him away while moving away.

He looked around and found that the demon he had just recruited was riding on a werewolf.

Looks like a chokehold?

But why was he in tears?!

Quinhagen didn't have time to think too much, because Rawls was the demon closest to him.

"Rolls, come and help me stop this guy!"

He ran towards Caesar, who just in time with tears in his eyes strangled the jackal under his crotch.

He jumped when he heard Quinhagen's shout.

He quickly raised his head and looked around, only to see Quinhagen running towards him, with a ball of golden light following behind him.

He didn't seem to notice that he had just executed a Gnoll.

But what's with that golden light? It looks like a human figure?!

Caesar sensed an extreme sense of danger from the golden figure.

Quinhagen is trying to divert the blame!

How could he possibly go up and help Quinhagen?

So Caesar pretended not to hear, turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

The surrounding demons and knights were still fighting for their lives, and did not notice the chase going on on the battlefield.

"Rolls, stop now, let's deal with him together!"

Quinhagen was furious.

Is that demon really deaf or is he just pretending not to be able to hear?

Also, why can this demon run so fast? !

He swore that if both he and the demon were still alive after the war, he would cut off the demon's ears. His roar could be heard throughout the battlefield. Many demons had already come to block the sword, but the demon was still pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Even though the demons kept coming to die.

But Brian, who was leaning over by the angel, quickly caught up with Quinhagen.

"Demons! Die!"

An emotionless growl sounded behind him.

Quinhagen looked back, his eyes bloodshot.

I saw a cross-shaped sword light breaking through the air, almost blocking all the space he had to dodge.

"So fast!" Quinhagen was horrified. He tried his best to twist his body, but it failed to be chopped off. Half of his body was hit by the cross cut. A handful of blood mist dispersed in the air. Quinhagen screamed and flew backwards, leaving behind an arm that was cut off from the shoulder.

Caesar cheered in his heart when he saw Quinhagen being beaten.

That’s it, kill the lion demon in one go.

The remaining human knight looks like an angel descending from the sky.

Then when the burning of the soul is over, he will not be able to escape death, and he will become the final winner.

However, just when Caesar thought that the knight would first deal with the seriously injured Quinhagen.

The knight suddenly turned around and looked at him.

"Your aura is even more evil."

He said this and raised his knight's sword. Although the light on his body was much dimmer than before, he still exuded a majestic aura.

Caesar was dumbfounded, what did he mean by the aura was more evil?

Don’t these celestial creatures know the importance of finishing off the enemy?

He stood there in a daze as if he was stupid, but the moment the knight approached, he pulled out a moon blade with his right hand, drawing a pale green arc in the air. The evil fire burned fiercely, even tearing the angel's body apart.

"You are indeed more evil than that lion demon."

The knight who was being leaned over by the angel put his hand on the huge wound on his chest.

The soul power has not yet been completely burned out, and any injury can be healed by consuming soul energy.

The tragic knife edge disappeared.