Vol 4 Chapter 179: Power (on)

The star is dim, and the silver moon hangs west.
The roaring sound of the collapse of the Holy Cross statue has been disappeared under the cover of the burning cathedral; the cracked colonnade, the broken dome, and the original magnificent Bain Cathedral are left with a ruin of ruins in the sea of ​​fire .
Under the light of scattered dust and fire, the gray pupil with his short sword holding his hands stood on the periphery of the ruins. The two pupils under the dark blue stared at the sea of ​​fire in front of him, reflecting the dazzling golden red in the pupils.
The Red Blood Castle knights in line and the church members who survived gathered behind him, looking at the cruel scene with different expressions-immediately after the knights completely wiped out the mob, they were in Lusien Led the evacuation from the church.
In fact, this was also a very correct decision. The sea of ​​flames really began to spread when they left ... Watching the screams, dying struggling or stubbornness, who refused to leave the priests and nuns who finally fell into the flames The survivors, while weeping and crying, could not help but be thankful for their decision.
After completing his evacuation, Lusien, who was loyal to his duties, did not forget to take Loren's order to evacuate everyone to a distance away from the church, and to keep the knights on guard around, preventing anyone from approaching.
anyone……
Luisen clenched the hilt in his hand silently, and the golden-red fire reflected a reluctant face.
There is no doubt that the voice just came from the direction of the altar, that is, Lord Loren may have already dealt with the enemy, and as his guard, he was still hiding in such a safe ...
"Well ... I advise you not to think that way."
A playful voice came from behind.
Gray pupil looked sideways, frowning: "Is it you?"
"It's weird? I came with you." Asriel, with his hands on his back, looked at Lushen, who had no affection for himself, with a look of a fool, and smiled lightly:
"I'm looking at your loyalty for Loren, and I remind you a little bit-don't try to touch the levels you have never touched, otherwise you can do nothing but add chaos."
"What do you know, I used to be in the Dragon King City with Lord Loren ..."
"The dragon hunter who lost the dragon and turned into a 'zombie' can't prove anything." Asriel shook his head "slightly regretfully" with a playful smile in the corner of his mouth: "As for the apostle and Its toy monsters ... that kind of chatter is not enough to compare with the enemy that Loren is facing at the moment. "
"You, how do you know this ..." Lucien stunned and stared at the young man standing in front of him and his age.
"How do I know? Or what do you really want to ask is ... how much do I know?" Asriel's smile widened, scarlet pupils became more playful, and he stepped closer to staring at him, his gray pupil who seemed to be tall:
"Because you have also seen the Dragon King City, the apostles of the evil gods and the monsters, so in fact, the real reason why Loren does not allow you to be close is known to you."
"Compared to the talented Isaac or Ayn, your value is far less important than theirs ... so the real reason is that your existence can only add to his chaos."
The silent Lusien's expression was bleak, only the green muscles of his hands clenching the hilt were exposed.
"I guess, you shouldn't want to be just the follower and… useless burdens around Loren forever?" Asriel blinked curiously, his cheeks almost touching the gray pupil's face. .
"You, what do you mean?"
"I mean, if you want to one day be an important helper around Loren, or even make certain" heroic moves "for him at a critical moment, I can help you."
Asriel shrugged and tilted her head playfully: "It's just that ... we are all friends of Loren."
The shocked Lucien hadn't fully reflected from the boy's words, and the next big burst of noise suddenly came from the direction of the cathedral!
"boom--------!!!!"
The gray pupil standing in the same place shuddered suddenly, and before he stood firm, the violent air wave was surging like a tide, attracting screams from the priests and nuns who survived around, and there was a cry of wail everywhere.
What a terrible power is this? !
At the moment when Lucien was shocked, he saw Asriel still standing with his hands on his side. The violent air was like nothing to him, and only the messy pale gold wire and the little dress were blown up. Back swing.
"You, what are you ..."
"Isn't it time to talk about it, shouldn't you be responsible for those pious and poor ordinary people now?" Gently patting the shoulders of the gray pupils, the corners of Asriel's mouth were elegantly raised Starting from:
"If we can get through this disaster successfully, we will have a lot of time to talk about it; Lucien ... little girl."
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"One minute! Help me fight for one minute--!"
The words will fall, Loren kneels on one knee, wearing the "caster" left hand and presses the ground under his feet; the silent oath knight immediately blocks in front of the black wizard, waving his sword to the oncoming Valkyrie Brunnhild.
The frost-ridden "valkyrie" spread its wings, but the "dark spear" in his hand had been stabbed first.
"clang--!!!!!"
The long sound of the excitement sounded, and the pierced spear was pointed at the center of the sword blade that the oath knight chopped. The nearly terrifying power made a crisp sound from his only left arm.
His face changed slightly, the oath knight who broke his left arm did not loosen the hilt, and raised the "Chan Xing" to stop the Valkyrie who wanted to break through.
"My Lord, please let the evil collapse, let the Holy Light shine on the humble us ..."
In the whisper of prayer, the oath knight abruptly parryed Brunnhild, who was several times or even ten times as powerful as him, and was tilted aside by the jet black spear.
The next second, the mottled "Can Star" flew across the Valkyrie's cheek ...
"puff--!"
The oath of the knight shuddered suddenly and his eyes fell; just as he shot the gunpoint, Brunnhild's left arm had penetrated his chest.
The next second, the blood-swept oath knight was thrown into the air like a piece of rotten meat, and then fell heavily to the ground!
Falling into the pool of blood, the vowed knight who was penetrated through the chest supported the body with the sword of his left hand, struggling and crawling up, still praying non-stop:
"Holy Cross, please admonish your believers and let them follow the true path ..."
"Brunhilde, let this dog shut up for me and then kill both of them!"
Farnesis's violent voice suddenly sounded, mixed with an angry roar and even covered the oath knight's prayer.
The dark Valkyrie moved, and before the oath knight got up, he pierced his throat again with a spear. The oath knight suspended in mid-air struggled hard, squirting blood in his muttered mouth, and his tenacious vitality was being A little bit exhausted.
And at the next moment ...
"Delicious ... dream!"
The black wizard on one knee knelt with a deep, deep voice; the voice fell, and the gray-blue magic circle covered with cumbersome patterns spread under his feet, and covered the entire altar with the naked eye!
"boom------!!!!"
The indestructible altar collapsed, and the cracked floor dragged all the people present into the abyss that could not be seen. The endless darkness swallowed everything around.
Faced with the sudden darkness, Farnesses not only did not have a trace of consternation on the face, but also more contempt, the grin on the corner of his mouth like a meniscus:
"It turns out ... Ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ... this is your hole card ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is this the last dying struggle, Loren Turin? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ...!"
Farnesses laughed loudly: "Do you think that with a small high-level spell, you and I can trap Brunnhillde? I should really appreciate your innocence and stupidity!"
"A little‘ little high-level curse ’, of course, it is impossible to impose any restrictions on you and the Valkyrie.

With a calm look, Loren smiled calmly, silently raised his right hand, and in his hand was holding an unpretentious, even shabby cup:
"But if you add it ... then it's not necessary." ...

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