I'm such an old god, so sorry

Weskell admitted it cleanly.

The knight's pupils shrank and said: "It seems that he is a very important figure in the Restoration Army, and he deserves a special trip to rescue him."

As for not discovering Berthier’s status, Rhein Rogo is not surprised. After all, it is impossible to penetrate inside the Restoration Army. Face captives are rarely captured, and the blue blood is hard bones. The army's information is still too little.

Except for a few active faction leaders, it was so rare that it could not even name a few senior officers of the Restoration Army.

"Then you may be disappointed. Berthier should now be taken to Ruinz's follow-up troops. The army will arrive soon, and you will be crushed by the glory of the Lord."

It's a pity that Rheinrogo did not see an expression of anger from Wesker's face, and a playful smile appeared on that delicate and beautiful face:

"Did I forget to tell you? It was not one apostle who came to pick up Berthier, but two..."

Weskell suppressed Rheinrogo with the blade and approached:

"...Have you seen the appearance of stars falling?"

The Truesilver Blade shivered involuntarily when he heard the words, and the sky became brighter as if to reflect Weskell's words.

Everyone involuntarily suspended the rhythm of the battle, took a moment to look at the sky, and then they found...

A big dark blue star, if a falling star breaks through the clouds and falls.

Chapter 16 Pure Stars

The big dark blue star that cut through the dawn drags a long tail track, penetrates the golden clouds of dawn, crosses the rolling mountains with an indomitable momentum, and then pauses in the distance.

As if losing all the power, the dark blue stars fell straight down.

For an instant, the thunder was shocked, as if thousands of chants were played at the same time, the holy and vast and majestic sound flashed like a hallucination, followed by the light shining in the distance, like blue crystal and the light of dawn The mingled bright rainbow streams and the extreme brilliance made the dawn sky look gloomy and gloomy.

The chant disappeared instantly, and the silent silence engulfed wherever the light touched, and the impact of golden waves spread out from the point of falling, wave after wave sweeping the mountains and sky.

The jungle was torn apart, the rocks were split, and the clouds were blown away.....The powerful aftermath even affected the two sides in the fight, forcing the Paladin and the blue blood soldiers to protect their faces with their arms to avoid being splashed. The gravel was scratched.

When the scraped dust gradually settled, Rheinrogo finally vomited the question in his heart:

"what is that?"

"Haha, the fighting style of Xinglan's first series is really gorgeous."

Weskell laughed and looked at Rheinrogo condescendingly:

"Did you see it? That is the power that is infinitely close to the ambassador, and your army must be destroyed soon. The power of the people of the starry sky is beyond the imagination of you and other lowly barbarians."

"Unexpectedly, the Restoration Army still hides such combat power. It is indeed our mistake."

Rein Rogo was silent for a moment, and said: "Perhaps the soldiers who went on the holy war this time will be buried here, but this alone will not be able to defeat the Patriarchate Alliance, the hundreds of millions of devout followers, and the great gods."

Even though it was heartbroken by the sacrifice of his comrades, the true silver sword in Rein Rogo's hand never trembled.Instead, he used grief and anger as his strength to madly activate the magic veins and suppress Wesker.

"It's so cheap..."

Weskell seemed to have been humiliated by the sky, and his original bright red eyes were even more sobbing blood, shooting out the killing intent to put his opponent to death.

Rhein Rogo's actions represented the will of the rest of the Paladins. The Knights of the Holy Land continued to fight with tragic thoughts, and the originally disadvantaged situation was abruptly pulled back.

It's just that Xiude's mood is not as excited as the two parties. It stands to reason that he has witnessed a bombardment comparable to a tactical nuclear bomb. He should be scared now.

But watching the falling explosion of the big deep blue star, Xiude felt cordial, and intuitively told him that if he were at the center of the fall, he would be unharmed.

It’s not an illusion. The consciousness of Xiude is connected to the Lord of Youlan, and all the power of Youlan originates from the Lord of Youlan. Perhaps the body of Xiude does not have the slightest adaptability of the power of Yulan. It can make it impossible for any of the blue power to hurt him.

But it is only a strong sense of self-preservation that can make such an operation, and the remaining more precise control with the concentration and concentration of moral cultivation is really difficult.

Maybe... I have a higher survival rate over there?

Xiude looked back at the two people who had already killed the red eyes. Whether it was Blue Blood or a Paladin, they all started quickly and accurately, and fighting each other did not show much blood flying.

But if you think that this is almost the same as street fighting, you are very wrong. Really qualified professionals rarely use fancy light and shadow AOE when fighting other people, because they want to use all the energy of the magic vein on the blade.

A little energy from the flashing halo on the blade of the weapon was enough to blow up the hill under their feet.

No, no, I have to run away.

Xiude did not hesitate to choose to escape, not to mention that he was actually being held hostage now, Xiude was not originally a participant in the battle.

What does the grievance war between you and the gods for the Lord of Blue have anything to do with me?

Fortunately, the paladin who protected Xiude also fought with the blue blood in grief, and Xiude could slip away from the edge of the battlefield without anyone paying attention.

So Xiude put on his hood, slid down the hill gently, and sprinted towards the direction where the stars fell.

After gradually unable to hear the fighting sound behind him, Xiude slowed down and leaned against the tree trunk, panting.

"Made, so I didn't say that I got 15 points in the high school entrance examination.

Xiude wiped his sweat and looked around. He wasn't worried about the beasts and poisonous insects in the forest. After walking along, Xiude almost understood the ecology of the Shen Cry Mountain Range.

Except for a kind of extremely tenacious birch and weeds, there is no other life inhabiting at all. The remains of the gods who have fallen here are still shocking the approach of lower life.

Not only is the ecosystem incomplete, but even the weather is moody. It may be sweltering in the first second, and the next moment will hail you down.

So Xiude didn't dare to stay for a long time. He took a short break and took out a sextant-like indicator from someone else. In the magnetic field disorder of the Shen Shay Mountains, the ordinary compass is useless, but this is just an energy detector.

So if the bombardment of falling stars will undoubtedly produce a lot of residual energy, Xiude can accurately locate the target in the complex forest and continue to trot.

The tall trees along the way gradually moved behind him, and Xiude finally saw a hazy blue mist after running for about half an hour.

Xiude happily walked through the thicket of trees entwined with blue power, and then saw the fainting scene inside.

The surface was torn apart, large and small pits and ravines of varying length appeared. Countless heavily armed soldiers walked into destruction quietly under the scorching fire. Their broken bodies held the same broken weapon fragments, symbolizing justice. The sacred flag of arbitration against the law was inserted obliquely into the soil, licked by a tiny flame.

But what made Xiude feel a little relieved was that despite the damage to the landform so severely, most of the religious knights did not actually expose the bloody internal organs, or simply did not leak blood.

It may be a mental attack, or damage to the internal organs, or annihilation. In any case, the blood from the few corpses is not enough to intimidate Xiude.

But the endless corpse did make Xiude become more cautious, stepping over the corpse of the Holy Clan Army, and walking towards the place with the highest energy, intending to bypass there.

And when Xiude focused on the instrument, a soft cough came:

"Ahem, ahem..."

Someone!

Xiude shivered, and immediately looked at the sound source, but he saw a familiar face.

Berthier was sitting on the broken wagon wheel, staring at himself awkwardly.