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When the enemy felt the huge amount of dark magic, Hardy had already completed the transformation.

When they thought it was an enemy attack, the Nightmare Knight had already rushed in front of them.

The huge guy weighing more than ten tons rolled over them like a big stone ball rolling over a piece of tofu.

It flattened directly.

The hooves of the current nightmare are larger than half of an ordinary person's body. With one kick, part of the enemy's body will be turned into meat paste.

At the same time, there was a blue flame on its hooves, mixed with the weak electric current of the blue dragon's blood.

Then the meat paste becomes barbecue. In this way, even if the person is not dead for the time being, it will be difficult to revive himself with healing magic.

Unless one's healing skills are strong enough to grow flesh on bones, otherwise... one will just die more slowly.

There were continuous screams, and the Black Knight was like a black whirlwind. Wherever he passed, there were flying sand and rocks, mixed with a large amount of human body fragments.

Many enemies hid behind wooden houses, trying to use the buildings to deal with the Black Knight.

But now the Nightmare Knight can even break through the city wall, let alone a small wooden house that is less than four meters high.

The Black Knight crushed the houses and trampled the enemies as he ran around the area. Almost all the houses were crushed by him and more than half of the people were killed or injured.

At least Hardy just counted and there were more than thirty enemies under the iron hoof of Nightmare.

He himself killed more than thirty enemies with his lance.

The red moon hung high in the sky, but the light was blocked by the dense tree canopy overhead and the large ball of light.

Without the boost from the Red Moon, Hardy's strength at this moment was actually slightly discounted.

It's not like the enemy didn't try to fight back.

Not to mention the melee professions, those who can hold up their weapons and block two attacks in front of Hardy can only do it with one hand.

But it couldn't stop three times.

As for the others, the huge lances swept over, and no matter whether they tried to defend themselves or not, they were all hit and flew away vomiting blood.

As it flew, it spat out pieces of flesh.

The enemy also has many archers and magicians.

But they are too weak.

No matter whether it was arrows or small attack magic, there was no reaction at all when they landed on the black knight.

Those arrows were simply unable to penetrate the four and were all forced to the other side.

When the magic hit the Nightmare Knight, not even a trace of gray could be left.

Just as Hardy looked towards the three-story building in the middle, an old man in a white robe appeared on the balcony of the building.

The opponent was in good spirits. Although he was holding a long scepter, it was not used to support his body, but for fighting.

"Hadi, you dare to come here by yourself." The old man stood on top, his expression very calm: "You underestimate our Stonemason Association too much."

Hardy was not used to listening to other people's nonsense, so the Black Knight rushed over directly. The height of the third floor was only about nine meters, which meant that the old man's head was actually on the same level as Hardy's.

After the Nightmare Knight engages in close combat, he can easily point his spear toward the balcony of the small building.

Not an outright threat.

In less than a second, Hardy rushed to the small building and stabbed out with his spear.

The huge impact force came from the Nightmare Knight's body, through the spear and landed on the opponent's balcony... half a meter in front.

Ha felt that his body seemed to be completely still, and the power guided out by the spear suddenly lost its response.

This is actually very unreasonable.

Force is something that interacts with each other. Hardy used all his strength to attack. Even if someone was stronger than him, it was impossible to completely remove or absorb his strength.

There will definitely be a similar force transmitted back to your body.

But at this moment, the Nightmare Knight had no such feeling at all, no recoil, and no feeling of discomfort.

After a few seconds, he finally found that he had stabbed the defensive barrier in front of the three-story building. This defensive barrier was very beautiful.

There are magic circles formed by various colors on the ground. The magic circle route map is obviously very profound and boring. Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult to look at.

The font and texture are just fine.

But at this time, Hardy saw the magic barrier wrapped around the three-story building, which was very "beautiful".

Combined with the strange feeling of the attack just now, Hardy understood that the essence of this barrier spell is actually space. Only space has this strange way of unloading force.

All the power went into the void.

He ordered the Nightmare Horse to take two steps back, then looked at the old man on the balcony on the third floor.

"That's right. You won't suffer any harm if you listen to the elderly." The old man on the third floor said with a smile, holding the railing.

He is very confident in his barrier.

His tone seemed calm, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Hadi raised his head slightly, looked at the other person's face, and said, "Are you the Holy Lord?"

"it's me."

"You are so bold. You are not even the Holy Son, but you dare to call yourself the Holy Lord?"

Generally speaking, each major religious sect will have a position of Saint and Son to target different groups, or to use their gender advantages to preach.

And Hardy's answer was very simple, because the age of saints and couples is generally no more than 30 years old, and these two professions themselves have a bit of the meaning of "tempting" others to believe in religion.

"Whether you are the Holy Lord or not, I did not call myself the Lord. It was given to me by the members of the sect." Shengguang said calmly, "You have killed many of us. I can forgive you and let you become one of us. We can prosper together and become more noble and wiser Semites."

"That sounds interesting," Hardy asked. "What's the cost?"

"The price is to give up everything you have."

Hadi laughed when he heard this, and he asked loudly: "Do you know why Yubig died?"

"He's dead?" The Holy Lord then reacted: "Yes, with your ability, it's not difficult to kill him, but why did you kill him? He's just a small figure."

Hadi said: "Because he wants everything from me, whether it is wealth or my woman, just like you."

"Isn't this as it should be?" Shengguang snorted coldly: "The lowly Kalel cannot join us, but we are willing to give you a chance, so of course you should be grateful. Offering wealth is the best form of piety."

"I've killed a lot of people, are you still willing to let me join?" Hardy asked jokingly.

"Of course, this further demonstrates your strength."

The current Holy Lord really wants Hardy to join.

Although Hardy looked very rebellious now, he believed that as long as this man joined them in the Stonemasons Guild, they had at least ten ways to make Hardy become their loyal subordinate and give everything for them.

Hardy looked at the corpses around him, then looked at the big ball of light hanging in the sky, sneered, and pointed his left hand directly at it.

A steel armor flying punch hit him.

The magic barrier was strikingly similar to the fluctuations in the ball of light above his head. If Hardy couldn't make the connection, he would be an idiot.

"No! How dare you!"

The Holy Lord roared angrily.

With his shrill voice, the iron fist hit the light ball, causing a violent explosion.

After the dust and smoke cleared, there was nothing wrong with the light ball, but its brightness had obviously dropped.

At the same time, the magic barrier outside the small building on the third floor also dimmed and seemed to be much weaker.

Sheng Guang's expression became extremely sinister: "How dare you attack the authority of the Godhead? You really don't take us seriously."

Then he grasped the scepter and waved it casually, and several powerful men of different races were immediately teleported to his side.

Judging from the mental strength of these people, all of them are at the legendary level. (End of this chapter)