After the Full Level of the Profession

Robb patted his **** and walked towards the portal.

Forty-eight followed and shouted, "Godafather, you'll go alone? Where is Elsie? Where is your Tank unit? Where is the Westwind Guards?"

"Their duty is to guard Westwind City, not including helping others in the war." Robb said: "I am the only one who promised Miss Queen to help, so I can help by myself."

Forty-eight: "..."

Seeing that he really walked over to the portal by himself, on the 48th, he was panicked. Although he had been hanged by Robb by himself, he also knew that Robb could withstand the attack of the black dragon, but he was alone. It still feels a bit arrogant to hit the entire Dark Vatican.

On the 48th, hurried to the dark church next door and yelled: "No. 8, call all of you, and return to the Path of Light... By the way, what about the 32nd at the Governor's Mansion? Call that guy to come too."

On the road to light, there was chaos.

A large number of temple knights wearing black helmets and black armor are running on the street.

There were already few guards in the city, and there were many spies ambushed by the dark Vatican. Once the incident occurred, almost instantly, all the outer cities fell into the hands of the dark Vatican. Only the palace guards were not infiltrated by the dark Vatican. Therefore, only the palace is safe.

The Knights of the Temple, which occupied the key points in the city, began to gather towards the palace. The cardinal took the lead and led a large group of cardinals and archbishops towards the palace.

The dark Vatican fanatics in the city also rushed out of their homes and followed the army towards the palace.

The cardinal stood in front of the main gate of the palace. Behind him, thousands of people were hustling and hustling, and they seemed to be huge, but the palace walls were only sparse, and there were fewer than a hundred palace guards, which seemed not to be of a magnitude at all.

The cardinal glanced coldly at the palace guards, and said: "Put down the magic items and weapons, open the door and surrender. You have no reason to be loyal to the queen, she is a blasphemer."

A head guard poked his head out from behind the wall and said angrily: "Shut up! Use the name of God to seek your own personal gain. You are the blasphemer. Her Majesty is a generation of famous monarchs and brings us a happy and beautiful life. She is the only one we should follow, not your gods."

"Brave guard! But bravery can't save you." The cardinal sneered: "I want to break the palace guarded by you guys. It's just a word, I just don't want the palace to be destroyed by war."

The guard snorted coldly, not wanting to say anything to him.

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, the cardinal was about to wave his hand to order an offense. Suddenly, a roar sounded from the side of the woods: "Sentence the country's traitor, eat me, fireball!"

The cardinal stunned slightly and looked at it. He saw a young man jumped out from behind the big tree next to the gate of the palace. He was wearing a silk robe and holding a staff in his hand. He waved at the cardinal. A finger, and then, a small fireball the size of a ping-pong ball flew towards him.

The cardinal's forehead is a bit gamble...

What's the situation?

Do you know who I am? My dignified dark cardinal of the Holy See, and ranked first among the twelve cardinals, only under the pope, can be said to be a big man under one person, above ten thousand people, where are you the broken magician who jumped out, Throwing a fireball big as a ping pong ball, do you look down on people?

The cardinal doesn't even bother to hide, so what if you let the fireball draw your face? I only need a little magical defense power...

"boom!"

The fireball hit the cardinal's face and exploded.

A fireball the size of a ping-pong ball unexpectedly exploded with bright sparks, enveloping the cardinal's entire head in magical flames, wrapped it in it, and burned it!

The cardinal's proud magical defense power was actually broken!

In an instant, the fireball burned all his hair, and his face burned as black as the bottom of a pot. Fortunately, he quickly added a defensive magic to himself, which offset the subsequent power of the fireball. However, this loss It's really big.

The person who set the fireball laughed: "A high-achieving student in the School of Magic, a high school, the greatest fire magician in the future, the man who will become the head of the Fire Knights, the son of a wealthy businessman in Westwind City, George! Come on!"

After he reported his name, he turned his head to the palace guard and said, "Look, I often tell you that it is not wrong to let me join the Palace Magic Group. You just don't believe it. Look at me, a big fireball blasted the cardinal. Depressed, honestly speaking, can you do it? Is there a better magician than me in the palace magic group?"

Everyone: "..."

It turned out that George had always wanted to join the palace magic group. If nothing happened, he would go to the palace to wrestle with the guards. Tonight is the same. He ran to the palace and wanted to twist the guards to fight the eggs. Unexpectedly, the dark church suddenly When it started, George hid behind a big tree at the gate of the palace to see the situation, just in time to see the cardinal leading the crowd rushing to the front of the palace to make trouble.

He quickly shot and showed his strength so that others would recognize his strength.

This performance was really amazing, and neither enemy nor us wanted to talk!

I really don't want to talk!

After a long time, I heard the cardinal roar: "What the **** is this fireball? Why is the ping pong ball so big and can play so much power? This is unscientific!"

The chief guard of the palace actually ignored that the opponent was an enemy, and said, "You think it's unscientific, right? Oh, I've long thought it's unscientific. Without that staff and robe, he is the worst student in the Magic Academy."

"What ghost robe is that? Ghost staff?" the cardinal was angry.

George squashed his mouth and said, "Are you not willing to recognize my strength? My staff and robe are also part of my strength. This is inseparable..."

"puff!"

A cold arrow shot out from the Knights of the Temple, hitting George's stomach, and he fell to the sky.

The guard on the wall was startled. He brushed the ground and threw a noose around George's waist. Then he pulled with force to pull George into the air.

As soon as it was pulled up, a rain of arrows fell to the place where George was standing just now. If the guard slows down a little bit, George will be shot into a hornet's nest.

The captain of the guard drew George to the palace wall and swayed it to the ground. He was about to call someone to heal him, only to remember that all the priests had betrayed, and now there is no one to heal the wounds, and he can’t help sweating: "Hey, how are you? Can it last?"

George opened his eyes: "It's okay. My robe has the same defense power as your iron armor." He stretched his hand on his stomach, and the arrow was pulled out. There was no blood on it. It turned out that the arrow could not even be shot by the robe. Put on.