Vol 3 Chapter 243: Broken Divine Armor

After a period of silence, the serial explosion at the back of the manor ended with a terrifying roar.
In the eyes of Sesman and others, a figure came out of the ruined wall. The silver armor, the flame lance, and the black shadow hanging on the tip of the gun, faintly, was a body ...
"Yes, Captain Xavien!"
After identifying them, the crowd cheered for a while and greeted them. Honestly, the motion just now is too big, no less than the power of Thor's hammer. From a distance, I was shocked, not to mention the parties inside. Although everyone believed in Xia Wei'an's strength, they inevitably played drums in their hearts.
Fortunately, the Xia Wei'an Knight was as domineering as ever, carrying the enemy's body to victory.
After the crowd came around, the flame lance dropped, and the corpse made a soft noise and fell to the ground. For the barbaric cult members, the aristocracy in the Mainland really didn't see much, so they took a brave look and looked at each other, alas ... a gasp sounded instantly in the field, and the people near them turned pale and hurried. Back.
It's not so much a dead body as a layer of human skin. The flesh and bones inside were almost disappeared as if they were swallowed by something. If it weren't for the scattered hair, eyes hanging in the eyes, and other features, it would be difficult to tell that this was once a master of evil cults.
At this moment, Xia Wei'an, with a cold face, wiped the blood on her mouth, and her body was shaking, banging, banging, first with a spear standing, then kneeling on one knee.
Pop, pop, pop ... wow ...
Huh ... In the exclamation of everyone, Xia Wei'an's armor of silver grace, from shoulder armor to breastplate, to belt, knee armor ... one by one burst, countless pieces of silvery white pieces of armor fell. Paralyzed around his body.
The audience opened their mouths and couldn't say a word. That is the armor of divine grace, which belongs to the holy knight captain.
As the top external power of the Temple of Light, the holy knights often face evil and powerful enemies, and it is a common occurrence for them to get into trouble. So for their body armor. The Temple of Light will certainly not neglect. Needless to say, the hardest metal, the best craftsman, etc., even after the completion, there will be a special figure to bless the Holy Light. But now, it is so broken, and the broken is still so thorough, even the repair is a luxury.
This scene. Deeply shocked everyone present. So that they did not notice that after the armor was broken, Xia Wei'an partially disappeared.
Whistle, the red robe swayed, and he put it on Xia Wei'an. Seisman lifted up the former and glanced around: "Please take care of you here. Please also prepare a carriage, I will send the Lord Knight to the church for healing."
"Yes, yes ..." The owner of the city who had escaped from the disaster before responded in a hurry.
So many people died in a good banquet, and Shuiyue Manor was destroyed in such a situation. How to deal with it is undoubtedly a problem. However, these are all headaches for organizing the aristocracy, and they have nothing to do with Sesman. Soon, the luxury carriage of the city owner vacated. The cavalry of the brigade followed, and was escorted to the church. Of course, the holy city messenger and Dawu's body were also carried over.
Several families rejoiced and some sorrowed. With the departure of Sesman and others, the wealthy businessmen of the rest of the life also saluted one after another. In such a place, they did not want to stay any longer.
In the square in front of the manor, a luxury carriage rushed away.
"Master Huayi, you figured it out ... isn't you hurt?" A middle-aged man walked back and forth anxiously at the door of the manor, after meeting the familiar silver-haired old man. Caichang breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to meet him.
"Don't say this, let's go first." Huayce looked around, patted the middle-aged man's shoulder, and stepped on the carriage with a complicated look.
After middle-aged people also followed. The driver closed the door, and the whip drove the horse away.
In the warm compartment, Huayce seemed to be thinking about something, his expression was awkward, and the tea cup was in his hand, but he did not take a sip.
The middle-aged man on the side glanced up and down Huayisi's body and asked carefully, "Sir, you ..."
With a wave of his hand, Huayce said, "I'm fine. When the confusion happened, I had already left the hall."
"Huh ... Fortunately, fortunately, blessed by the of light." The middle-aged man patted his heart and then gestured in front of his chest, fortunately.
The of light blessed ... Huaisi smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and released his palm, and a crumpled piece of paper appeared in sight. This was received by a waiter during the banquet, because the palm of the hand was wet, and the ink on the paper had been fused together and could not be identified. But Huayce certainly knew what was written on it,
"There is chaos, leave the hall quickly!"
Not to mention the shock at that time, and the present gladness. After the chaos of that period of time, Huayce has also roughly determined the owner of the note. With a sigh, he opened the gap in the window and threw the paper ball out. President, I just hope you are safe now ...
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At this point, the other side leads into the chariot.
Sethman kept mumbling, and waved with milky light toward Xia Wei'an.
Anyway, he is also a great magician in the Temple of Light. Coupled with his constant fear of death, Sethman is quite experienced in healing types of spells. Although Xia Wei'an may also be a little bit, but her main attack is offensive martial arts, and the effect is naturally inferior to Sesman's.
Of course, this does not mean that Sesman can cure Xia Wei'an's injury. He can only heal the trauma and prevent the injury from deteriorating. To truly recover, only time and professional priests can do it.
"Huh ..." For a while, Xia Wei'an seemed to take it easy. She let out a sigh of relief, her face looked slightly better, and waved her hand. "Okay, thank you, sir."
That's what Sesman could do. He heard a wave of his cane, took back the treatment of white light, and asked with concern: "How, how do you feel now?"
"It's okay, it takes about ten days of rest." The healing methods of the Temple of Light and Xia Wei'an's strength both need more than ten days to recover. This injury is naturally not minor. But she didn't take it seriously, shook her head, and didn't care.
"Well, I didn't expect these cults to be so ruthless and so arduous that they followed us so far." With a sigh, Sisman remembered the previous situation and couldn't help but be afraid.
Xia Wei'an pursed her lips: "It's okay to follow me, and I'll need to find opportunities to purify them in the future."
"Uh ... keke, yeah, that makes sense," Sesman said twitching at the corners of his mouth, responding dryly. Although the annihilation of the barbaric cultists can increase credit, relatively speaking, he still feels that life is more important.
"Sir." Frowning, Xia Wei'an thought for a while, looked up and asked, "Do you have any impression of the waiter who attacked before? Have you seen it before?"
"Waitress? Oh." Sethman stunned, then thought of the man who had almost killed him, recalled the following, shook his head and said with certainty, "I haven't seen him."
"Well, there may be camouflage." Xia Wei'an put his forehead on his forehead and said doubtfully, "When he first arrived in the north, he hit us twice on the mountain road and on the mountain top, and now he was assassinated again ... Although there were cults Participate, but his goal seems to be just you? "
"Uh, it's him?" Sesman apparently didn't link the two together, and now he had to be reminded before thinking of what happened before and just now. It can be said that he has repeatedly felt the advent of death in that man's hands.
After returning to my mind a little bit, Sethman was lost in thought, when did I offend such a terrible man ... but Rao was searching his intestines and scratching his head, racking his brains, and would not have thought that the source turned out to be a humble village that had been destroyed beforehand.
The car was quiet for a while, and Sesman finally reluctantly shook his head to give up: "I can't think of such a person." Then, as if thinking of something, his expression relaxed instantly, "No matter who it is, it wasn't killed anyway."
"No." Xia Wei'an pursed her lips, faintly gritting her lower teeth. "He ran, not dead."
"Ah?" Sesman stood up horrified, frightened. There is of course the fear in my heart that I know the other is not dead. But more was shocked by Xia Wei'an's shot, even failed to kill each other.
What Sesman had said to the nobles before was not a lie. He did have confidence in Xia Wei'an. For such a long time on the front line, he has never seen Xia Wei's shots fail. But now that he has paid such a large price, he even let the other party run away ...
When it comes to this topic, Xia Wei'an's indifferent complexion can't help showing a little bit of shame and indignation, but according to her personality, she will say one thing, and naturally won't conceal the situation for any kind of face: As a last resort, I teamed up with him ... Huh, that guy was overcast during the decisive battle, and was slow for a short while when he was in the move. Finally, after pressing Dawu, he turned the direction and hurt the rest. Hit me as hard as you can! "
With that said, Xia Wei'an's eyes flashed through ~ EbookFREE.me ~ biting his lips, "The reason why the armor of God's grace is broken is also thanks to him!"
If you make a joke or make a joke, you will lose a lot of battle ... Sethman opened his mouth and couldn't believe his ears when he heard it. Immediately patted his head and hurriedly said, "So, he should still be in the manor? Then you must hurry up and siege ..."
"It's useless!" Xia Wei'an shook his head and sighed, "Although he was not badly injured in the duel, there was absolutely no problem in escaping. With his strength, those guard cavalry did not touch it. Then, there will be unnecessary casualties. "
"Well ..." Although I was still a little reconciled, but after such a long time, it was time to run early. Sesman had no choice but to sigh and sit back in his seat, frowning and thinking about what to do afterwards. There was such a terrible assassin peeping around, no matter what he did ...
Both people in the carriage lost their interest in talking. Xia Wei'an replayed the fighting process in his head, secretly tightening his fist, and then exhaled slowly, closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath ...
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