Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 296 Grandma, I’m really going to be angry.

"Ah……"

Facing this rain of arrows, Sterling chuckled. Not only did he not dodge, but there was also a bit of excitement in his eyes.

"Stupid, you think we Paladins only carry one weapon, or do I really need that weapon!?"

Under the influence of the space magic weapon, the mithril armor on his body disappeared instantly, and he casually tore off his shirt and threw it away, revealing the black vest and exaggerated muscle lines underneath.

"You want to get more competitive with me, do you want to practice shirtless with me? Okay, come with me!"

After saying that, his arms turned into two phantoms in an instant, and the bright holy light enveloped the wind and snow in the sky, blocking him from the rain of arrows, shattering all the crises that were coming towards him.

"what?"

Yu Ren, who was flying in the air and was enjoying himself, couldn't believe his eyes. What happened to him and all his hair turned into scum?

But now is not the time to be confused on the battlefield. Yuren's shock only lasted for a moment before switching to anger again, and more dark purple ghost energy surged from the wings behind his back.

"You think you are good at picking up, right? Then I want to see how much you can pick up today?"

The Yu Ren shouted loudly and began to flap his wings continuously, and blades and feathers poured down one after another. The firepower of one person was comparable to that of a phalanx of archers.

...and the degree of hair loss is definitely the same as theirs combined, it’s so brutal.

But in addition to being a personal name, Sterling is also the name of an external combustion engine and a submachine gun, which means that he...

"How much? Let's take a look!"

The paladin's fists surged with brighter holy light, and dense arcs of light danced with it, forming an airtight shield wall. Not even a single feather could break through his defense line.

However, Yu Ren wielded more than just feathers. As a powerful bloodline who was naturally good at wind magic, he began to use shadows to quietly sneak in private goods in the offensive, and the invisible wind blades landed accordingly.

Sterling noticed Yuren's conspiracy at the first moment, but instead of evading at all, he further stimulated the holy light in his body. Even though he was cut with several bloody wounds, he still took advantage of Yuren's distraction. Push the battle line forward a bit.

"Hey, do you really think I can only flap my wings? Come and feel the fury of our shadow feathered clan!"

When the opponent discovered the little trick, Yu Ren stopped hiding it. Magical energy surged from his claws, and he leaned down and started a violent attack with his wings.

"Hey, you flat-haired beast! No matter how many times you attack, I will still hit you the same!"

What he got in return was Sterling's counterattacks with several punches after successive blocks. One of the Holy Light Fists almost hit him in the face, and the heat burned the tips of his hairs.

The two people who used their full strength suddenly became the most intense part of the battlefield. The continuous collisions caused a howling wind. All the surrounding snow was blown away, and the snowflakes that fell into it did not even have time to hit the ground. , was torn to pieces by the high temperature and strong wind generated by the collision, and it seemed like a spring had opened up in the heavy snow.

The overflowing holy light and strong wind attracted everyone's attention. Even the death knight, who had been fighting this big iron lump for dozens of rounds, couldn't help but look sideways.

Unlike the increasingly passionate battle between Featherman and Sterling, the Death Knight and Adele maintained a noble silence after announcing the war.

The reason for the death knight is that he was not good at speaking when he was a member of the Church of Holy Light, and the dog lich in charge of the transformation ceremony was mentally ill, so his voice was damaged directly. Now he can speak very hoarsely. , after seeing the enemy picking his ears in confusion several times, he was able to stop talking.

Adele, on the other hand, has devoted herself wholeheartedly to her great cause. Now her mind is full of thoughts about where to chop the chain saw next. Her overloaded head has even caused white mist to appear on the top of her head. If she looks at it from the back of her head, It's like a stick noodle steamed bun fresh out of the pan.

But the silence of words does not mean the calmness of operations. As players who are also accustomed to opening and closing, although the frequency of the two confrontations is not high, the quality is much better than that of the crazy team who compete for hand speed. Almost every move They are all deadly duels.

In order to gain more opportunities to attack and break the situation, the death knight let his mount, which was almost split into two by a chain saw, leave the battlefield and walk around the mecha with a long sword in one hand, sometimes to distract the enemy. , and would deliberately take a few steps back as if to kill those guardian knights.

In order to be able to respond to the opponent's attack in time and even rush over to give him a severe blow, Adele also uses her high magic affinity as a magic warrior to sense the movement and movement of the death knight, sometimes to lure him. When the enemy takes action, he will pretend to be anxious and blow off the heads of several zombies.

However, Adele is still too young after all. As an unlucky child who discovered that she only had one page left in her household registration book before she was halfway through her studies, all her combat training so far has been entry-level, even if she has undergone special combat training in recent days. It is far from being called a proficient person.

As for the combat talent that she does have that can make her a magic warrior...

Unfortunately, when one climbs high enough, everything may degenerate into a stepping stone to reach this level, including so-called talent.

Therefore, even with the help of a rich and diverse array of weapons, Adele was still at a disadvantage after a confrontation. She relied solely on this extremely strong and thick outer armor to continue fighting, instead of being pried open from the can.

However, the death knight's mentality is not relaxed. Faced with this strange thing that may pull out various weapons at any time, I am afraid that anyone will feel a little bit jealous, especially what he thinks of the Winchester shotgun. A strange staff, but was almost hit in the back of the head by a No. 12 bullet.

The two duels have entered a stalemate stage, but no matter how long it takes for them to decide the winner, the frontal battlefield with the largest number of participants is almost unable to hold on.

Even though the victory or defeat in a fantasy world war is often judged by the strength of the top brass, when the backbones are evenly matched, the heavy responsibility of deciding the outcome falls on ordinary soldiers.

Okay, then do our great and glorious Order of the Protectorate Knights have confidence?

Looking at the numerous living corpses in front of them, the knights were swarming one after another: What do you think?

A rag can indeed wipe away dirt, but when the dirt is so thick that the rag itself turns into dirt, any efforts will be in vain.

Under the crowds of layers of living corpses, the wall of light in front of the church gradually became thin and fragile. Bishop Tenis, who was watching all this, couldn't help holding his scepter and sighing.

"My soldiers can't hold on any longer..."

But defeat was inevitable no matter what. As the glory faded, the defense line of the first row of knights completely collapsed and they were submerged in the tide of corpses. If it weren't for the second row of knights who raised their shields and spears without fear, Stay here, the Holy Light Church is about to be breached.

"My Catalog Knights have suffered great losses!"

Tenis was anxious and wanted to take action immediately, but he hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice.

"Eleanor, I know I shouldn't let you go, but the situation is urgent now. As..."

As she spoke, she turned back with a sullen face, only to find that the place where a little dwarf should have been stood was actually empty.

"???"

He ran over and lifted up all the pillows and cushions on the sofa, then searched through the cabinets under the table, and then walked out of the room with a bang. Arriving at a nearby sanctuary, she mentioned an old nun among a group of monks who were praying and asked urgently.

"Aunt Thalia, have you seen Father Eleanor?"

Different from the young-looking old succubus, this is an old lady who looks exactly the same on the outside. She blinks her dim eyes and talks with a puckered mouth that has few teeth left.

"Uh, ah? What did you say, Aunt Tenis?"

The conversation between the short-lived species and the long-lived species goes like this. You call me brother and I call you dad, and everyone talks about it...

Tenis could only continue to raise his voice.

"I~ said~ do you know where Eleanor is?"

"Oh~~~"

The old lady smiled and lengthened her tone, raised a finger and said slowly.

"Auntie, I think I saw it, but... uh, I forgot!"

If it weren't for the succubi's relatively long lifespan, and Tenis taking care of his body when he had nothing to do, he should be able to see the world of the dead today.

She had no choice but to name a few monks who were familiar with Eleanor or claimed to have seen Eleanor, and took them to a nearby reception room.

"Ah, although I have sworn not to use this again and to be a Holy Light Bishop who is pure in heart and respects the minds of others, but..."

Under the doubtful gazes of the monks, she wiped her eyes and took something off. When she raised her head again, her eyes were already dark purple.

"Now, you lost lambs, obey me."

The enchantment skills of high-level succubi are still very good, let alone coming from a respected old bishop?
With just one sentence, the monks, regardless of age or sex, had pink hearts in their eyes.

The holy light in their bodies only stirred for a moment, and then calmed down because the caster had no ill intentions.

Tenis nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead, stretched out his hands and performed a holy light ceremony seriously.

"Huh, thank you, my lord, for not killing me."

But the God of Holy Light let her go, will the monks let her go? He was already starting to go crazy with his gradually heavier breathing.

"Bishop Tenis, I really like you. For you, I will recite the Bible backwards!"

"I really want to wear Bishop Turnith's high heels, but the bishop's aunt never wears these. I cried."

"Ten years ago when I was a child, the bishop's aunt touched my head. Although I now have a son, I really want to be touched again."

Tenis: Damn it.

As an ascetic succubus, she can actually understand the beautiful fantasies of some young monks and some adults who like to imagine that they are still young monks about mature elder sisters, but...

"Okay Thalia, stop talking. Oh my God, when this matter is settled, you are going to copy the teachings of the Holy Light until you die! You are the most abnormal here!"

Ji Ming was not the first person to discover the hidden effects of hypnosis magic. Tenis used magic to forcibly control their brains in order to obtain the most complete, clearest and most accurate memory.

And her final conclusion was...

Covering his heart through the thick natural cushioning, Tenis waved them away after deleting the memories of these believers.

Sitting on the chair next to her with difficulty, she took a swig of water to get her racing heart back to its normal position.

Eleanor went out with the previous rescue team...

"Ah, ah, half of my body has been buried in the ground. How can I be worthy of my comrades who lived and died together?"

She jumped up suddenly, stumbled back to her office, took down the bookcase and threw it aside, and pulled a box out of the wall.

He pulled off the finger-thick chain with his bare hands and removed the lock made of fine steel, then Tenis opened the treasure box made of material strong enough to withstand five-ring magic.

Although the country that believes in the Holy Light today is weak and can be bullied, the Church of the Holy Light has not been a force that will be slaughtered by others since ancient times.

The thick doctrine seems to contain many records and many rules for believers, but in fact, the meaning it wants to express can be expressed in just one sentence.

——What the so-called Holy Light Church wants is for the toughest people to use the biggest weapons, emit the brightest holy light, and defeat the strongest enemies!

This is also the fundamental reason why the Holy Light monks do not like swords and staffs, but prefer to use heavy weapons such as axes, hammers and giant swords, which are the favorites of adventurers and orcs.

So what lies in this box seems to be a short stick with a white background and light gold decoration, but if you slowly pull it out, you will find that it is actually a three-meter-long lance!

This is the symbol of the archbishop within the Holy Light Church's internal divisions. If he didn't want this exorbitant position to cause excessive nervousness to others, this would be the title Tenis should have.

The archbishop came to the church rooftop with a spear. At this time, the second level of the protective knights' front line was already crumbling, and her troops suffered heavy losses.

But it doesn't matter, this is a place protected by the God of Holy Light, a noble land where God's Chosen was born. She can do whatever she wants at any time...

The Holy Light Stone hidden underground was triggered, and the heroic spirits attracted to it were awakened, and with the help of the Holy Light Great Healing Technique, they returned to their healed bodies.

The living zombies didn't understand what was happening, but the undead were already screaming with anger. The paladin who had just been knocked down suddenly got up and chopped off his own head with the battle ax in his hand. Who is this? That’s weird! ?
After regrouping the Guardian Knights, Tenis, who still had some remaining strength, also stepped on the lance and joined the battlefield. A random shock wave when he landed shook a bunch of skeletons away.

A dazzling light ball lit up on his fingertips, and the Archbishop was about to announce that the time to counterattack had arrived, when he heard a familiar voice piercing his ears.

"Tenis, what are you doing? Why are you so excited like a little girl after not seeing me for a while?"

(End of this chapter)