MTL - The Wizard World-~ Chapter 577 Situation 2

Angliel smiled and didn't answer. "Small Rila, can you please pick us up some berries? Is it the second berry bush, and I see that it is mature."

Freila sighed and reluctantly got off the carriage.

When the footsteps went far, Angrid opened his mouth again.

"I don't want the little guy to know too much about the strength of the church. So I will temporarily open her. Now, I want to ask, with the strength of Cynthia, who killed him to that extent?"

Heliah looked at her companion, and Cynthia was clenching her fists. "Next time... I will be able to kill him next time!! And definitely won't need you to save me!" He looked up at Helia.

The latter’s innocent mouth is not knowing what to say.

"Oh? Is it that Heliah saved you?" Angley stunned, and suddenly his eyes fell on some ruthless mercenaries.

Cynthia grinned: "This guy used to be....now..." He was silent and no longer snoring.

"I just felt that my brain was fainting, and I rushed up. Then I woke up and I had already run away with you." Heliah scratched her head innocently. "As for the strange sacred paladin is gone."

For a time, the atmosphere inside the cabin suddenly became very strange.

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Somewhere in the distant palace

In the huge palace of white silver, the ground is as smooth as a mirror, and the sides are full of embossed patterns. Bright sunlight is projected from the hollow, and the entire hall is illuminated.

On the left and right sides of the palace, stood in a row of people, the left side is the silver-golden armor generals, the right side is the priest of Phnom Penh black robe.

The bright sun reflected on the robes of these people's robes, with a faint golden glow.

“Where are we talking about?” a thin old man sitting at the highest position in the main hall whispered.

"There is a topic of scattered wizards in the eastern territories that need to be cleaned up." A black robe cleric on the right stood up and replied loudly.

"There are no problems with the Thundermasters in the past!" One of the generals in the opposite side stood up and said loudly.

"Isn't the thundermaster going to the south? The trial of the doomsday is not over yet, can't you come back at the same time?" The priest spoke a sneer. "If there is no way to clean up in the east, I would be better candidates."

"The eastern side is the intrinsic territory of the Lei Shi adults. You don't need your priests to intervene!" The general responded coldly, and the light reflected from the gold armor of the body was more glaring, as if his mood was fluctuating, his armor became brighter and brighter. .

"That's the problem. But I can't let the Eastern wizards leave it?" The black robe priest concealed his mouth and smiled. He said, "I recommend that the Anglia Bishop go to the east to solve the problem and not let the wizard flow to other territories." ""

"The lesson of the last moon event is not enough? The relationship between the Bishop of Angrila and you is really close... Any good things want to get involved." Another paladin stood up and sneered.

"If it weren't for your Paladin's interception, we wouldn't end up with a retreat. The power of the moonplate couldn't be sealed. Everything is your responsibility!" The priests stood up and yelled.

"It's not that you are not sealed, how can we stop it..."

"It's you...."

Both sides suddenly upgraded and began to make a lot of noise. The entire hall was chaotic and noisy.

"Oh..." The thin old man sitting at the highest position, took off the platinum crown above his head. I licked my temple and had a headache. Wait a little while. The more noisy the following, the more the Paladins and the bishops even showed signs of moving their sleeves. The pope only coughed twice.

The hall suddenly calmed down, and everyone’s voice disappeared for a moment. An invisible wave of waves prohibited all sounds from spreading.

After a few minutes, both sides realized that it was not right. They have returned to their positions, and the ban is slowly lifted.

The Pope picked up the Platinum Sapphire Princess on the black throne and touched the ground gently.

Snapped!

There was only a clear knocking sound in the entire hall.

"Well, everyone is calm. Just as the Knights of Raytheon have just returned, everyone will listen to the latest trial progress." The Pope put down Wang Hao and said loudly.

Hey! !

The heavy white stone door of the hall was pushed open by the shackles, or it was knocked open.

A tall paladin of the gold armor of Phnom Penh walked into the middle of the hall with a heavy pace. His feet stepped on the thick white wool carpet, and he also faintly dull footsteps.

The paladin is two meters high and strong and strong. It carries two silver-black long-handled warhammers on the back. The arms are as thick as the average human thigh. His right hand is holding a pale gold helmet, and his left hand is slowly pulling off the metal. gloves.

The most bizarre is his face. His face has two long white tentacles, one on the left and one on the right.

Like ordinary adult men, he has white beards that grow to the chest, and white beards are two white tentacles.

White, rounded fleshy tentacles. Always dragged to the same length as the beard. The two white tentacles are like a beard, and they sway as the man walks.

"Thundermaster, you are back...." The paladin suddenly sighed and respectfully bowed greetings. On the other side, the black robe priests also turned their attention to the line of sight.

The thunder nodded and walked a few steps forward, bending over and kneeling on one knee, and the armor hit the ground and made a loud noise.

"Let you down, I have not been able to complete the trial of the Scorpio mission." His voice was very calm and serious, with a trace of old age, apparently young.

Upon hearing this, the paladins suddenly expressed doubts and horror. Most of the black priests are exposed to gloating.

The pope frowned.

"what is the problem?"

Raythey bowed his head and sorted out the ideas.

"The doomsday scorpio was going to be killed by me, but it was disturbed by a strange wizard's **** guy. I didn't finish the task in the first time. Then the bad luck scorpion that should have been amnesia actually reawakened. Although I tried to intercept it, but I tried to intercept it, but Still being escaped by two people. This is my responsibility."

"Awakening?" The Pope squinted and squinted. "This is not your fault. The bad luck of Doom Scorpio itself is very powerful. It is not your responsibility to stop intercepting it. But we have never thought that it can still Awakening..."

Raytheon nodded: "It doesn't have any abnormalities in normal times, but once it encounters a major stimulus, it will immediately change shape and awaken the memories of the past. So I suggest that it is better to use a more concealed means to judge."

"This matter is still handed over to you. I give you all the rights to mobilize people in the south." The Pope nodded. "Go, as the strongest paladin of my church, don't let down God's expectations of you. The eye of God looks at us."

The thunder must bow his head: "God is mighty."

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Between the remote mountains and trees, somewhere in the hidden mountain belly.

Inside the cave, a group of old men in tattered black robes sat in a narrow, damp, wet hall. All scattered in the gray stone chair.

The dimly lit torch on the wall burned with a faint yellow fire. In the gray stone hall, a total of nine old people sat in their respective positions in silence, with a piece of black paper in their hands. They were reading the information recorded above. . As time went by, the more I saw the back, the more ugly the faces of these old people, and the thin and thin arms began to tremble slightly.

Finally, silence was broken.

"We must transfer immediately! Once the Holy Spirit ring comes up, no one can escape when sitting here! All the wizards can only repeat the original tragedy!" The old white-haired man sitting at the top stood up and said quietly. .

The heavy voice continued to reverberate in the stone hall. The last sentence made everyone seem to flash the scene of **** cruelty. The whole valley was almost filled with the blood and bones of the wizard.

"How is the situation in Ecija hiding?"

"The news that was passed down last month..." A one-armed old witch whispered.

"Rainbow Canyon?"

"I don't know where to go. The last message from the Rainbow Wizard is to let all the gathering points shift. The entire Rainbow Canyon seems to have gone through a big battle, I am afraid..."

"I am afraid too....." The white-haired wizard closed his eyes and revealed the color of sorrow.

A group of wizards are silent.

"Eshya Psychedelic City, which has never been said to have fallen, has been broken.... Can we really have no way for our wizards to fight against the Holy Knights?" The old man with white hair slowly sat down, his face faintly with helplessness. resentment.

"There is no way, our wizards are naturally unable to fight against the Holy Knights. As long as they have a holy ring, they can turn from ordinary people to horrible witches." Another red-haired old man whispered.

"And the Holy Spirit's blessing to them has grown to an incredible level! Whether it's hallucinations, toxins, curses, spiritual shocks...any of our means has little impact on the Holy Power blessers! Their resilience, willpower The speed and speed defenses have reached a point of horror."

After all the words, all the old wizards showed their approval.

"Now, when we don't say this, we must immediately draft the next retreat!" The old man with white hair came back. "Only the last time I ran into a holy ring, we sacrificed more than a dozen wizards and a lot of traps. I just killed him. We can't stand this loss anymore! We can't afford this loss!"

He lifted his staff gently, and the top of the stick lit up with a white light.

"Notify the other three gathering points, the wizard, find the next hidden point as soon as possible to build the barrier, and immediately transfer before the church finds us! Without the defensive barrier, we can't be the opponent of the Holy Ring, let alone the Paladin and Black priest!"

"Yes, elders!" The rest of the people bowed their heads. (To be continued)