Chapter 1682: False hero

"hateful……"
Faced with the sudden betrayal of Samson, Rod's expression changed, he wouldn't just sit and wait for death.
The pustule on his arm burst quickly, and the dark red mist swept towards Samson, instantly drowning the senior swordsman.
A fine red rash appeared on Samson's body, but he rushed straight towards Rhodes as if he couldn't feel it.
Samson's eyes were fixed on Rod, and he faintly realized that what this dark yellow demon did was compared to Will, who showed miracles in the field. Perhaps this dark yellow demon was the greatest threat. .
The nearby spiders, under the control of the disease messenger Mai Wen, jumped to Samson one after another, eager to use the powerful disease contained in the body to make the swordsman slightly jealous. Unfortunately, this did not stop him in the slightest. pace.
The silver light flashed all over Samson's body. At this moment, Samson used his sword skills to the extreme. All the spiders close to his body were hit by the sword blade accurately, and finally fell to the ground without anything. breath.
Along with Samson's approach, the unwavering heroic will emerged from his body, and Rod's complexion became more difficult to look.
It wasn't until this moment that Rod felt the full strength of Samson. When this high-ranking swordsman gave up his former obsession, found his own will, and was not afraid of any damage he might receive, the damage he could cause was extremely terrifying.
Rhode has no plans to fight him, and it is difficult to deal with enemies of this level. Under the package of a large number of spiders, Rod retracted into the passage and said at the same time:
"Samson, you have to think about it clearly. Do you want to kill me or to expose Bishop Will's miracle? You know, Ms. Spider is still on the battlefield."
Samson showed hesitation, and his sword was no longer determined.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, ignored Rod in the passage, turned and rushed towards the battlefield.
Inside the passage, Rod stared at his distant back, revealing an inexplicable look.
Luckily for Rod, perhaps because the excitement was not strong enough, Samson did not really become a hero, and naturally he did not gain strong heroic expertise.
"You were deceived by him! He has colluded with the heretics. What you saw is not a miracle at all, but a play he and the heretics played together!"
Overcoming a group of spiders, Samson rushed into the battlefield, and when a group of crusaders paid homage to the miraculous Bishop Will, he shouted different voices.
From the eyes of some crusaders who took off their helmets, he saw a certain kind of flame. The flame was produced not because these crusaders were deceived, but because of his arrival.
"You are lying! This is a miracle that I have seen with my own eyes. How dare you slander the will of God?" a crusader glared at him and said loudly.
"Who is he? Does anyone know him?" More Crusaders talked about the identity of Samson orthogonally. No one of them could recognize the identity of the person who questioned him.
Samson held his magic eyes and looked at the bishop surrounded by many crusaders, with a look of hatred on his face.
He thought clearly about everything in the past, everything seemed to be the cause of the bishop. In the past, Samson sacrificed his children under the inducement of the bishop. Now, he can't bear to see more people being deceived.
"He is a heretic."
The bishop's words, like the legendary holy words, instantly calmed the noisy battlefield. The crusaders who were still talking about nearby, all looked at the swordsman with hatred at this moment.
"Have you seen the evil creature on his shoulder? That is undoubtedly a blasphemy against God!" The bishop pointed to Samson and said loudly.
"It's not like this..." Samson realized what the bishop had said. Not long ago, the magic eye that the dark yellow monster had handed him was kept by him, and now it has become a symbol of paganism.
"He must have been sent by a heretic to blow our morale! The spiders around him did not bite him!" A familiar voice from Samson sounded from the crusaders. It was the voice of a dark yellow demon, which immediately made him His complexion changed.
He rushed to the direction of the sound, and what greeted him was the sword held high by the crusader.
Samson looked around in a daze. At his feet, the spiders that were still blocking him suddenly became docile at this moment. As he approached, the crusaders who stood in front of him were affected by the spiders. Attack, but he did nothing.
"Damn..." At this moment, Samson was aware of the dark yellow demon's strategy, and he shouted angrily, "Elott, come out and meet me!"
The answer to him was the silent crusaders and bright swords that reflected the flames.
I don't know when it started. Under the effect of the dark red mist, the red rash on Samson's body disappeared at this moment, without a trace of it.
As the bishop said, at this time, he looked like a real heretic.
"Archers, aim your weapons at him." The commander in charge also made a decision at this moment, "You cannot allow evil infidels to blaspheme our god."
"Listen to me..." Samson was just about to say something, as the Crusaders in front of him leaned down, and the dense arrows shot towards his body.
He waved the sword in his hand, trying to block the arrows close to him. Suddenly, a strong itching sensation emerged in his limbs, which eventually slowed his movements by half a beat, and he couldn't prevent them all.
Several arrows shot into his body, and his roar resounded across the battlefield, and even the two spellcasters who were fighting in the air slowed down a bit.
Samson knew how to deal with the archers. He rushed into the siege of the crusaders. As long as he was close enough to the crusaders, the archers would not easily release their arrows if they were afraid of accidental injury.
The magic eye lost control. He couldn't see where the bishop was. He was plunged into deep darkness again, but he could hear it. Hearing the rapid breathing sound that was caused by panic and guilty conscience, he found The location of the bishop.
Even if his behavior is not understood by others, the only way he can do, and at the same time, is to make up for all the wrongs, is to end the life of the blasphemer who fooled others.
Seeing that he rushed to the bishop against the resistance of the Crusaders, he was about to cut off the sword in his hand, and what greeted him was a pure white barrier.
The high-ranking priests in the sky also discovered the abnormality, casting spells to save the life of the bishop.
"No..." Samson roared, hitting the barrier with his sword hilt, but the barrier was intact.
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