People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

Aiming just a few centimeters off could tear off the tongue ring that connects the tongue to the chain, but as a professional magician, such mistakes can be almost ignored.

There are still five or six meters away from Sigurd, but an invisible impact, including small fragments of wind, blasts towards Sigurd's head from top to bottom.

It tore through the air, broke through the dome of the cathedral, and sucked tiny debris into the center.

The air that changed from transparent to dull color erupted from top to bottom with shock waves visible to the naked eye.

"The four letters inri engraved on the cross are full of connections with the soul even after death. Complete my incomplete body and purify my body with sacred characters!!"

The mercenary who was extremely good at analyzing the opponent's spells, and finally chose the right direction to defeat the opponent with magic, unexpectedly chose a spell that was very similar to the wind in front this time.

The essence of the "God's Right Seat" such as Feng Qianfeng is just a way to eliminate the "original sin" that binds human beings and pursue becoming "angels".

Under such a premise, because their physique is closer to that of angels, they can use angel spells, but at the same time they cannot use the magic used by ordinary humans.

In the church, which was originally relatively dark and "dusty" due to the technique of the left land, the darkness was swept away.

White light against air mass.

Both sides also erupted in an instant based on the "angel" technique.

"'God's Fire (Uriel)' is an exiled angel, a demon who fell deep in the earth. He is one of the seven who were expelled from the seat of light for the convenience of human beings. In the story of God No trace to be found."

In the void, a cane that suddenly appeared crystallized brought overwhelming divine power.

Although Sigurd was usually outspoken, he even dared to point at the icon and swear.

But in terms of the application of spells, even among the magicians of the Christian department, no one dares to say that this "golden successor" can be the same as the "golden successor" in the field of application of "angels" and "names of gods". Mercenaries on a par.

The "Golden Dawn" itself is extremely good at making use of, and even created the "angel name" magic association by itself.

And as his successor, Sigurd, has brought the "angel servant method" to the limit.

"The scriptures are absolute! In the name of Saint Zachary, I want to disperse the angels who protect you and expose the ugly devil hidden under the flesh."

The crystalline staff that first appeared in Sigurd's hand was crowned with a pure white halo of protection.

Immediately following the impact of the explosion of the air mass above Sigurd's head, the gaseous shock originally composed of only air instantly turned into flames and sprayed out from a 360-degree range around Sigurd.

Regardless of the fact that this place is the Holy Land of the Roman Orthodox Church, the flames of hell burst out from the ground of the church and attacked the front wind that was planning to retreat to resist.

The bursting line of fire is like a red pen mark, drawing a sacred line in the void.

(Application of "one stroke" angel name!!!!!!)

Wind Ahead saw what Sigurd was doing, but at this moment she was not allowed to make a reasonable counterattack or defense.

"Our Lady's Mercy Mitigates Severe Punishment (thmimssp)!!!!!!"

Others broke into the battlefield deep in the church.

At the same time as these whispered words came out, the back of the intruding person emitted an explosive light.

It was noon, the moment when the sun was shining brightly, but the "intruder" at this time was quite naturally protected by the moon, and actually erupted with due power.

From the left side of the front wind, the blue and white shining steel rod was swung violently, and indeed hit the line of fire that was flying in mid-air.

The extremely pure "angel power" indeed shattered the burning line of fire, and when the fire line was extinguished, the "angel power" that was originally given the angel name of "one stroke" and descended was also dispelled.

Just the simple heavy pressure easily destroyed Sigurd's destructive spell.

"Speaking of which, aren't you doing too much?"

"You have to understand, I'm not even warming up."

"Can't refute. But you don't look very angry."

"I can't argue with that."

A huge metal stick almost three meters in length was placed across the front of the front of the wind to support the exhausted front of the wind so that it would not fall face down to the ground.

"Wind, how do you feel?"

"This guy......"

"Well, his technique 'burned' all the protection of 'Uriel' in this area, and you were deprived of your fundamental role as the 'God's Right Seat'. It should be like this, after all Your physique has long been close to that of an 'angel'."

And the man who held a huge stick and even blocked the wind attack that almost hit the front with his own power, was a man with white skin, brown hair, three-dimensional facial features like stone carvings, and a rather burly and sturdy body.

He exudes a calm aura, and he is a man who looks quite stubborn.

Wearing a blue long-sleeved golf suit, a white short-sleeved T-shirt, and thin slacks with good ventilation. Compared with the other people present, the whole person could not be more normal.

"Water, are you back too?"

"Well, I will rush back after the matter is dealt with. I will leave Feng to you."

"I see."

As a result, the wind in front of him was paralyzed, and Matthew Lis brought the left side land that fell to the ground to the corner of the church.

Everyone in Matthew Lisby knew the current situation, so knowing that he had no right to speak, he chose to take the two who were unable to fight out of the battlefield first, so as not to be affected.

"Speaking of which, what should I call you?"

"Just do it the way you like, for us... no, for a guy like me, a name is just a code name."

It seems that the man in front of him wanted to say "people like us" at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he changed his words to "people like me", as if he was consciously distinguishing himself from the other party.

"So, how are you doing recently...William Orwell? The former Mr. Magic Mercenary who was active in battlefields all over the world and was called a 'sage' by some people?"

"It's not bad, but it's not much better. I'm also troubled by my radical colleagues in the past. Maybe I should thank you."

I glanced at the direction of the land to the left. With the strength of William Orwell, or the water behind, it is enough to judge the opponent's injury with just a glance.

In terms of Sigurd's past practice, although the land on the left was beaten to pieces, it was just pure flesh and blood pain on the whole, and even the bones were not injured. Using healing magic for ten minutes can restore it to its original state. .

Even so, the water behind did not let up.

The arm muscles gripping the steel club tense, ready to fight.

"I don't want to fight with you."

"But does anyone think otherwise?"

Hearing Sigurd's words, the water in the back froze for a moment, but then a mixture of headache and impatience leaked out.

"Are you back too... fire?"

"Ah, how could I be missing from such a fun event? I just came back from the outside after hearing about the 'Queen of the Adriatic Sea'. I didn't expect it to happen just in time for the 'Party'?"

From the other side of the church, a fourth person with a completely different style and attitude from the water behind appeared.

Different from the other three people who are yellow, green, and blue, he belongs to the "red" seat.

"Fire from the Right, this is my name. I have known you for a long time, the mercenary of 'The Strongest Gold'?"

Chapter 460 IX: Erase the Roman Orthodox Church?

A figure who didn't care about the rubble on the ground entered through the gap of the dilapidated church. It was a man with a red tone.

From a glance, he knew that his figure had not been specially trained, but it gave people a great sense of oppression.

This is not the pressure caused by the pure perception of power, but the oppressive feeling of the "superior" attached to "itself".

"As I explained, my name is the Fire of the Right, and I am a member of the 'Right Seat of God', the darkest part of the Roman Orthodox Church, just like the wind you knocked down over there, the ground, and the water standing there. member."

"I'm not color-blind. Are you quite orthodox residents of the magic side?"

Quite a few of the magicians on the magic side will express the colors represented by their corresponding attributes in their own clothing, such as Steele who dyed his hair red, and Oreo who dyed his hair green s.

"It's great to be able to understand right away. It seems that I don't have to waste time explaining our goals for you, right?"

"Huo, it is not something to be thankful for your purpose to be discovered by the enemy."

"Of course I know this, but water, if the enemy is not the enemy, isn't it more convenient to communicate?"

the enemy is not the enemy

Such a statement is very subtle.

The mercenary named Sigurd and the good deeds that have destroyed the Roman Orthodox Church countless times, compared with the previous help to the Roman Orthodox Church, it seems that the number and severity of bad things far exceed the cooperation.

"Huo, don't you..."

Matthew Liss seemed to understand the meaning of the fire on the right right away, and revealed a surprised expression.

Looking at the pope's expression, the water in the back looked at the fire on the right in doubt, as if he didn't understand what this colleague was going to do.

"Mercenary, how about joining us? Join us and become a member of the 'God's Right Seat'."

"Why should I lower myself to mix with you?"

"Don't say that, my uncle's purpose is also to save this twisted and corrupt world?"

Next to the right shoulder of the right side who said so, something huge grew.

Like wings and wrists, it is a mass of light with a red body and five twisted fingers.

That "thing" doesn't seem like a real thing, it's a mysterious substance.

"Huo, are you planning to..."

"Don't worry, I just want to do a small experiment. After all, if you are knocked down so easily, it will be very disturbing..."

Lightly waving the "hand" behind him, the red energy clump waved at an extremely slow speed.

hum! !

The man who called himself "Fire from the Right" didn't even move a single finger, but something like a strong wind rushed towards Sigurd with an unstoppable momentum.

Then......

"Boring stuff."

"Hehehe, as expected, as expected..."

The "thing" behind it was continuously decomposing in the air, and after the initial blow, it immediately began the process of "disappearing".

The unstoppable trend is disappearing, and the overwhelming power is also fading.

Looking at the four angels behind Sigurd, the fire on the right only let out a satisfied smile.

"That's right. If it wasn't like this, wouldn't I be doing useless work like a fool?"

"That hand is the power of 'Godlike' Michael... No, maybe it's more complicated?"