Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 729 Then...there is only one answer

A holy white beam of light descended from the sky, as if connecting the sky and the earth; the young Marquis bathed in this beam of light, opened his arms, and seemed to be declaring to the tens of millions of St. Emma soldiers who were stunned below:
Who will be able to obtain the real protection of the primordial god!

"The highest level of the primordial god, the gods protect you!"

The throbbing from the original necklace was successfully grasped by Cyril this time. He didn't even need to chant, just relying on the fluctuation of the necklace itself, he successfully obtained the blessing of the upper world——

But don't forget, the people of Ao St. Emma wanted to obtain such a blessing, but they succeeded at the expense of the historic statue of Danya and the soul of the past bishop!

But he did this with just a string of necklaces.

Cyril could feel the temperature of the necklace in the palm of his hand, it continuously emitted heat, venting a kind of excitement - but even if it was so excited, the transmission of this temperature was still extremely gentle, without mania and blazing , but made his mood more peaceful.

This allowed him to look down more calmly, and use a "overlook" perspective to look at the people from St. Emma below who were looking up at him.

They were frightened, puzzled, and fearful.They were still covered with the "God's Protection" given by Hilbert's sacrifice, but at this time the white light was no longer white-they began to distort on the soldiers, constantly deforming, like Like a parasite trying to break its skin out of a parasitic organism.

Those soldiers were normal at first, but after just a few seconds, the frightened faces that were still immersed in the brilliance brought by Cyril showed painful expressions.One by one, they started to frantically scratch their bodies through the armor, and soon they were not satisfied with the commotion through the iron plate, and even took off the iron armor on the spot, scratching their bodies frantically!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Itches, itches to death!"

The screams rang out in the barracks, one spread to ten, ten spread to hundreds, and hundreds spread to thousands.In just one minute, Priest Hilbert was surrounded by those crazy soldiers!

"Priest Hilbert, what's going on?"

Rowell Oberian asked sharply, looking at Cyril who was in mid-air like a torch, and subconsciously thought that this was also a trick played by the young Marquis.

But before the veteran questioned him, his expression suddenly changed, and his body was instantly ignited with raging flames. The Chilong Heart Flame enveloped his whole body, forcibly roasting the white light that also enveloped him.The mass of white light was scorched by the Red Dragon Heart Flame and quickly shrank, and finally turned into a twisted black liquid under the roasting, twisting in the flames.

"What is this? Hilbert sacrifice?"

He roared again and looked at Priest Hilbert, whose face was already pale, looking at everything around him in disbelief, muttering incessantly: "My piety has not responded... this blessing did not originate from the beginning ... Danya, Danya, what did Bishop Nicole give me?"

"Why, why did the oracle become like this?"

"Why, where is my belief?"

"God, is God a forger? So who are the churches in St. Helcointree dedicated to?"

"When did things become like this..."

His mind was in turmoil. The gentle response from the divine blessing sent down by the young marquis, the happiness of responding to the prayers of devout worshipers, and the feeling like a mother breastfeeding a baby made him feel even more confusion--

What the Marquis said was true, what the Marquis said was true!
But if this is the case, what is the purpose of this long stick that Bishop Nicole gave me?
Is it to... let them become what they are now?
The soldiers closest to him are also the soldiers closest to his protection. Those soldiers in the core area of ​​the protection have almost become blood men.Their skin was ripped apart from scratching constantly, exposing the white bones underneath.

When Priest Hilbert glanced over, he could even see the writhing black liquid on his bones, which was exactly the same as the black liquid roasted by Rowell Oberian!
Those white lights have obviously penetrated into their bodies, and are gradually transforming these loyal and heroic soldiers of the Hilaria Legion into another look!
"Danya is on top, Danya is on top!"

He kept muttering in his mouth, and the soldier closest to him had already cast his eyes full of fierce light on him, and then he raised his arms high, as if he was doing a fanatical prayer, but he opened his mouth wide and turned towards him. Priest Hilbert came to grab and bite!

But Hilbert no longer has the energy to concentrate on the matter in front of him. His mind is completely entangled in the "sin" he committed, and only he keeps murmuring:
"Danya is on top, Danya is on top!"

"Ah!" He suddenly felt pain, and looking down, a soldier had already bit his arm, as if trying to gnaw off his hand.And the soldiers behind him had already grabbed his shoulders, and a few soldiers who had gone completely crazy wanted to push him to the ground, and just bite him to death!
"You guys, wake up!"

He tried to awaken the rationality of these soldiers with holy words, but it didn't work at all.There were pains all over his body, and more and more soldiers had rushed to his side, and began to bite his robe and body.

Hilbert showed pain on his face. He was suffering from the damage to his body, but what was more painful was his heart—why did things become like this?

Perhaps, being bitten to death by these soldiers is the way to wash away his sins?
However, at the moment when he hesitated, mouths began to bite towards his neck, his sight was filled with a bright beam of holy white light——

The young Marquis raised a hand high in the air, and threw the divine protection that sprinkled from the sky towards Hilbert, who was surrounded and suppressed by soldiers.The gentle light shone on the group of soldiers, causing them to jump up in pain, like fish jumping out of the water after being shocked by the electric shock, and then fell down on the spot, writhing back and forth endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, all the soldiers who were biting Hilbert's priest fell to the ground; the only one who was bathed in the light was safe and sound, and only Hilbert was left.

Priest Hilbert raised his head, facing the gentle light.

"Danya, what am I supposed to do?" he said in a trembling voice.

And in that light the young Marquis answered calmly:
"Pious Primordial Believers, where is your belief, you already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

The old man's expression froze suddenly, and then a smile gradually appeared on his face.He stood up slowly, the robe on his body was already worn out, but at this moment, he felt that he was better than any time when he was fully dressed, standing in St. Still more holy.

"Then...there is only one answer."

He raised the long staff with both hands, then raised his knees suddenly, and folded the staff in two on his knees!
"My lord, Danya, everything I have belongs to Yuanchu, and I swear allegiance to Yuanchu to the death!"

"As for these filthy primordial things... I will purify them!"

Cyril stared down. The old man's robe was bulging due to the magic power. He threw the broken long staff on the ground, and stomped hard on the bead on the end of the staff.

He nodded slightly, and then put the necklace back on his chest. When the light of the protection of the supreme primordial god dissipated, his figure had also disappeared from the sky above the Austrian Saint Emma barracks.

He never expected that this battle between superhumans would evolve to this point.And when he recalled the long stick raised by the old man and the "protection" it bestowed, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

This is the long staff from the Archbishop of St. Emma. The protection given by such a long staff runs counter to the original—he can clearly feel the chaotic atmosphere hidden under the white luster, and this Such a conspicuous abnormality can fool the Primordial Priest, who is also at the Transcendent level.

What on earth are the people of San Emma trying to do?
What is Nicole, the Archbishop of St. Emma, ​​planning?This chaotic atmosphere that he is no stranger to, could it be that his faith is no longer loyal to Danya, but has fallen to...

Negatives for Danya?
And... how about Photios, who went to San Helkent?

He suddenly understood why the Origin Necklace on his chest responded so actively at that time—perhaps it was because of a scene in the barracks that activated it.

Only the fire of the soul of the most loyal believer can revive it.

He thought again of the golden flames from the north that flashed in his mind.

And when he looked back at Ao Shengemma's barracks, he saw golden flames that had already ignited Ao Shengemma's barracks into a sea of ​​flames.

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The people of St. Emma who were fighting on the front line did not know that their homes were on fire, and the commanders of La Rochelle did not know what happened in the barracks of St. Emma.

The soldiers on the front line are all immersed in the battle in front of them.Atsk Angers' hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, he coughed a few times to relieve the hoarseness of his throat, and then gave new instructions to the soldiers in front of him:

"Repel the enemy on the northern front, and let the earth elemental mage immediately reinforce the position. How is the situation on the southern front? Send a team of archers to the southern front to support, immediately!"

On the map in front of him, the front line representing his own position has been filled with red crosses.

This is definitely the battle with the heaviest losses for the Amasir army - a frontal battlefield with more than 2 people, no one side has any timidity in their hearts, and all the previous advantages obtained by taking advantage of the psychological gap of the Ao San Emma people This battle no longer exists, only an upright, frontal collision remains.

And in such a head-on collision, the Ao San Emma people finally showed their strength.

The Dragon-Winged Army, which was the first to enter La Rochelle's formation, slaughtered all directions in the position of Amasir's halberd soldiers. Even though these halberd soldiers were also extremely heroic, they could not effectively restrain these Dragon-shaped Wing Army at all.The excessive battle damage was beyond Atsk's expectations, so he could only hastily dispatch Schell's great sword troops to clear out these dragon-winged troops with difficulty.

Even so, such a partial victory makes people unable to congratulate at all-on average, each of the dragon-striped wing troops eliminated [-] La Rochelle; from the perspective of elite soldiers, this The head exchange may not be brilliant, but for the Amasir army, such a loss is unacceptable.

And the Dragon Winged Army is just a sharp knife at the vanguard of the Shangwanao St. Emma, ​​and the follow-up Ao St. Emma didn't give any kindness to their defensive positions at all.The mage group hiding in the rear cast spells in groups, and immediately detonated the city defense facilities deployed at the front from a distance, forcing the La Rochelle people to fight with their soldiers.

This kind of battle is the most boring, but also the most cruel and bloody.Everyone was crowded together. In the chaos, they couldn't guard against the surroundings at all. They could only focus on the enemies in front of them, constantly blocking with shields and slashing with knives.

But maybe they had just struggled to defeat the enemy in front of them who was no different in strength from themselves, and then they were killed by a knife swung from the side.

If this was an encounter on the plains, perhaps Atzke would command the team to retreat while fighting, and regain the advantage bit by bit through pulling and team scheduling, and through advantages such as their own archers.

However, they are already on the defensive at this time, and every point of the entire defense line is under tremendous pressure.All he can do is to keep counting the battle damage, and then send the soldiers in the rear to the front line and let them block every vacant hole.

"Where's the earth dragon? Where's the earth dragon of Ossa Emma? Haven't started charging yet?"

Atzke scratched his hair and began to ask loudly.

"No, their Earth Dragon Legion seems to be still on standby." Meng Feila replied.

"Don't you think this is strange?" Atzke straightened up, frowning: "Isn't this the best time for their earth dragons to rush up and tear open the gap? The long-range firepower is not enough to suppress these The earth dragon and the city defense facilities have also been destroyed, if they don’t move out now, when do they want to spend it?”

"These earth dragons don't move, and the troops specially designed to target the earth dragons can't be mobilized-damn, why are they so disgusting!"

Atzke paced back and forth in the barracks.He does have troops dedicated to fighting the earth dragons, including the Pan Sen shield guards, including the follow-up Great Sword Battalion equipped with new equipment. These troops must recuperate to ensure that they can stand up when the most lethal earth dragons charge. Prevent the front from collapsing.

In other words, these troops are also "closed" by the people of Ao San Emma - the earth dragons of Ao San Emma do not charge, and these troops cannot be mobilized at will, but the gaps in other places are real !
And just when Azike was anxious, an orderly rushed into the barracks, and shouted loudly before standing still:

"General Angers, it's bad!"

"Second Legion, the front of the Second Legion, collapsed!"

(End of this chapter)