Reject me, hateful woman

Before the violent fire storm completely swept through and engulfed everyone, the heavy door of the warehouse slammed shut. In order to prevent the nuns from trying to break out after discovering the abnormality in the warehouse, the door was also solidified, blocking Lin En's first release. , and the somewhat jerky four-ring fusion arcana spell is not a problem, it’s just that a few unlucky ones who ran too far ahead were burned into black coals.

As for the nuns on the other side of the boundary, cold sweat broke out on their backs after seeing White Mask's hand.

The blasphemers could think that Bai Mian was probably playing tricks, and the nuns naturally had such doubts. However, with Lin En's fusion of arcane magic, this possibility was eliminated.

While fusion arcana has numerous benefits, it is far more difficult to learn than other arcana. Therefore, arcanists who can master fusion arcana will generally assume that the opponent's strength will be increased by two levels.

In other words, White Mask, who can single-handedly release four-ring fusion arcana, is at least six-ring strong? !

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the iron mask standing in the center of the crowd.

Even if all the members of the Hound Sisters team are the elite of the Tribunal, the only one among them who can compare with the sixth-level transcendent in terms of individual strength is probably the "Priest" among them.

"Do you want to continue?"

The storm dissipated and the evil wind stalked them. The white mask turned around. In the hollow of the mask, the emotionless ice-blue pupils stared at the nuns and asked softly.

The Iron Mask Sister took a deep breath and expressed her decision without much hesitation:

"continue!"

Of course we must continue!

"It's just like the sixth level of combat power. We have conquered heretics more terrifying than this."

"The dean is right!"

Natalie took the lead and nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with excitement.

"Only powerful prey is worthy of our bite!"

"Natalie, you really make us look like puppies..."

Sister Lamina covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't think about it that much!"

Natalie immediately scratched her head, and the nuns shook their heads and chuckled.

With the encouragement of the battlefield atmosphere group, the nuns regained their strength and their eyes became sharp again.

If you say you've failed before you even fight, that's the real end.

"Right, that is it."

Iron Mask said calmly.

However, although he was determined to continue hunting, now that he knew that the opponent might be a sixth-level transcendent, the battle plan had to be changed.

Moreover, judging from the performance of the blasphemers just now, this white mask does not seem to be on the side of the blasphemers.

Then there is only one possibility...

The Iron Maiden Mask clicked in displeasure.

This guy is most likely the kind of nosy, holy lady who talks about benevolence, morality and peace!

This kind of guy is the most troublesome. The weak ones are okay. At most, they can say a few words of joy when meeting on the street, or hold up a sign on the street and shout "The lives of blasphemers also matter" and "Oppose the cruel atrocities of the church". "some type of.

But when they have the strength and can even really intervene in the battle, it is simply...a disaster.

If you come to protect them, aren't those people who were killed, defiled, plundered and destroyed by them innocent? !

The unknown fire in his heart gradually rose, and Iron Maiden Mask finally made up his mind not to hold back anymore.

"Natalie, go and get the white mask."

The Iron Maiden Mask ordered softly.

"Okay! Look at me..."

Natalie, who had already picked up her swords and took a step forward, suddenly made a move, looked at the Iron Mask Sister, and was shocked:

"What? Master, do you want me to take down the White Mask alone?"

"idiot!"

The Iron Maiden Mask's other hand that wasn't holding the flag gently held her forehead.

And her voice also sounded again in the nuns’ spiritual belief network:

"Among us, I am responsible for stabilizing the field. Only you are the best vanguard candidate. Everyone will protect you. Of course we will not watch you die in vain."

"Oh okay......."

Natalie, who knew she might have misunderstood, scratched her head in embarrassment.

After a pause, Iron Maiden Mask decided to encourage the other party again:

"Well, and you don't have to be too pessimistic. The fusion arcana that White Mask just released is at least four rings, right?"

Natalie nodded doubtfully, wondering what the meaning of the dean's sudden mention of this was.

Iron Maiden Mask said calmly:

"Although this guy has been deliberately creating a sense of oppression that seems invincible, his exaggerated attack method that integrates arcane magic is his flaw!"

flaw?

Natalie subconsciously glanced at the place where the white mask was, feeling completely confused.

Being able to cast fusion arcana, doesn't it simply mean that this white mask is very powerful?

"I understand, Dean!"

At this moment, Sister Bellamiya’s voice suddenly sounded from the faith network,

"That white mask has been blurring his attack methods since the moment he appeared, making it impossible for people to judge his occupation, until just now..."

"exactly!"

The Iron Maiden Mask nodded and smiled grimly.

Not being afraid of death does not mean that she likes to seek death. As the leader trusted by the team members, she must find the best way to ensure the survival rate of her teammates among all combat plans when facing a powerful enemy.

To deal with the Arcanist, use surprise tactics for melee combat, and to deal with the Knights, use Holy Power weapons for long-range kiting.

This is the meaning of team combat. You can always develop corresponding tactics based on the enemy's weaknesses.

This white mask has rarely made unnecessary movements since it appeared. While creating a sense of oppression, it even hides its occupation intentionally or unintentionally.

But until just now, in the face of all the blasphemers trying to forcefully rush out of the warehouse, White Mask's seemingly ruthless suppression methods still exposed his profession.

If they simply release arcane magic, the nuns must also consider the possibility that the white mask is a magic warrior, which will make the battle much more difficult.

Although there are very few high-level professionals in magic warriors, it is also relative. When non-high-level professionals fight, the advantage of magic warriors who can master both arcane and martial arts is almost overwhelming.

But the fusion of arcana is different. It is impossible for a half-hearted magic warrior to master this kind of romance that is unique to arcane professionals.

In other words, White Mask's profession is 100% an arcanist!

The arcanist's melee combat is the eternal weakness of this profession!

Natalie, who is best at surprise attacks and frontal combat, initiates melee combat. The others use their own means to contain them, while she keeps her field open and waits for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow.

This is the shortest, yet most precise and effective counter-tactic she can formulate in the shortest time!

"As expected of the captain, I'm going to get on!"

Natalie excitedly drew out her swords.

At this moment, the door of the warehouse actually opened again, and the blasphemers rushed out for the second time. When the door opened this time, standing at the front was a row of arcanists who had finished chanting the arcane spells in their hands. .

"emission!"

With a command, all the accumulated arcane spells in the hands of all the blasphemer arcane masters were released, and they attacked the white mask standing on the boundary from a distance, but the latter easily resolved it without much effort.

However, these trivial arcane probing attacks were just the appetizer. After projecting the arcane spells in their hands, the blasphemer arcanists standing in the first row quickly retreated, revealing what was hidden behind these people. A real trump card.

A dozen extremely fast melee blasphemers sprinted out, taking advantage of White Mask's exhaustion in dealing with long-range attacks. Although everyone's strength varied, they were at least second-level professionals.

The nuns couldn't help but hold their breath, and the brows under the Iron Mask nun's mask also frowned. The blasphemer's analysis speed was also so fast. It seemed that there were some experts among them, who could actually think of it in such a short time. Come up with such a simple and effective surprise attack tactic.

Moreover, at this scale, even if he had to deal with it alone, it would be difficult, not to mention that the fourth-ring arcane spell had just been released in front of him. It seemed that the battle was about to end without his own action.

However, in the final analysis, this guy is just a little nosy, and he doesn't have too much malice towards us. How about we help him a little bit to save his life?

Just when Iron Maiden Mask was hesitating, the first batch of surprise attackers had already arrived in front of White Mask.

"Damn white mask, go to hell!"

The person at the front suddenly flicked his wrist, and a sharp curved dagger popped out of his cuff, stabbing the white mask in the abdomen. Attacks from the other people followed, all aimed at the vital parts of the white mask. .

And until the feel of the blade cutting cloth came through, the blasphemer's eyes shone with excitement.

Got it!

But then the emptiness at the blade made him panic.

He has carried out this level of assassination at least a dozen times. According to the process, after the cloth is cut, there should be slightly tough skin, then fat, muscles, and at most, hard bones due to the opponent's dodge or resistance.

But no matter what the situation is, this feeling of emptiness that seems to stab into nothingness is totally wrong!

The blasphemer lowered his head subconsciously, as if to confirm that the knife in his hand had penetrated the white mask's abdomen correctly, but when he raised his head, he only met a pair of cold eyes, which seemed not to be affected by the injury at all.

"Successful."

An emotionless voice came from behind the mask, and before the blasphemer assassin's heart became alert, a hand had already been clamped around his throat.

Then, dizzy!

I saw White Mask, who was stabbed by five or six swords at the same time, as if nothing was wrong. First, he struck the person closest to him with a fierce jab. Then, he raised his hand and jammed the throat of an attacker. Then he took advantage of the situation. Using the opponent as a weapon, he swung the blasphemer whose neck was stuck and knocked all the other blasphemers who were about to attack away hard and fell to the ground, letting out a wailing sound.

Finally, with a wave of his hand, a hurricane blew the frightened or stunned blasphemers back to the warehouse.

From beginning to end, from defusing long-range attacks to throwing back the blasphemers in melee combat, White Mask didn't even move an inch.

"Weird...monster!"

"I clearly penetrated it, I definitely penetrated it!"

"It's impossible, it's impossible, it's fake, it's fake, hahaha, it's fake, how can there be a monster that doesn't bleed! Demon God, I can't tell the difference, I can't tell the difference!"

"I'd rather get blown up than fight that monster!"

The blasphemers who were thrown back by the white mask seemed to have suffered a huge psychological shock, and they rushed back to the warehouse screaming. In desperation, the door of the warehouse had to be closed again.

"You guys seem to be getting stronger again."

The mark on the back of her hand vibrated, and Lily's slightly surprised voice came out,

"Besides, aren't you newly acquired that ability? How come you are so proficient in it?"

"so so."

Lin En just shook the blood on his hand on the spot and said calmly.

If you feel stupid, please remember that someone once tried to fight a dragonborn in close combat, and it was the kind of dragonborn who could blur his body at will, and who was strengthened by a highly compatible primitive heroic spirit, and the physical power exploded.

Without any enhancement, Lin En was able to beat Novi, a swordsman prodigy who had taken a rest from swordsmanship since childhood, without any injuries. And now that his body has been strengthened, except that he has no racial talent, Lin En's melee ability is completely comparable to that of Novi. , even surpassing the dragonborn warriors of the same level.

I just don't know where the dagger that he teleported away went when he used the reversal technique to imitate the virtualization.

"Lynn, look out!"

Lily suddenly exclaimed.

........

As for Linn's back, the nuns were confused.

From their perspective, they saw White Mask being pierced by five or six sharp knives at the same time, and then fighting back all the blasphemers with those puncture wounds. They didn't even know what they had done, and pushed those people away. He was so scared that he felt like he had seen a ghost.

Only Sister Candice, who has strong perception, looked at the door of the warehouse with doubts in her eyes.

In a suffocating silence, Natalie turned to the Iron Maiden Mask, swallowed, and said aggrievedly: "Teacher...dean, do I, do I still come?"

Natalie received no answer.

Because at the moment when White Mask easily threw the last blasphemer back into the warehouse, Iron Maiden Mask had already raised its flag and sprinted out!

The straight and slender war flag was now lying across her hands, held in both hands, like a white spear.

In just a moment, the wind roared, the flag rolled, and the spear turned into a war flag had pierced the time and space between the two people, and stabbed the white mask's shoulder.

puff!

The sound of flesh and blood splattering sounded, but this was not because the nun's sneak attack was successful.