The crusaders' whispers brought Ling back to his senses, and at the same time he felt the amazing power emanating from the silver-haired woman with wings on her back. Ling knew that the other party was a death knight, and should have the power of death, but the creature in front of him (Ling She was quite certain of the difference between the other person and humans) and the feeling she felt was not the power of death, but death itself.
Ling was struggling in his heart, who should he point his gun at, the dozen crusaders outside the house who symbolized justice, or the death knight fighting side by side with him in front of him.
The chaotic color in the demon pupil of Lorna's right eye has been covered by blood. If you look closely at her right eye, you will find that it seems to be a blood-stained night sky.
The death knight¡¯s red lips opened slightly, but not even a syllable came out. The middle-aged crusader made the sound of breaking bones and grinding meat at the same time.
While Lorna's red lips trembled, the crusader's right arm holding the sword was twisted. The entire arm seemed to be squeezed by a huge force and was squeezed into a palm-sized meat ball. There was a sound of bones being crushed and flesh and blood. The sound caused by the squeezing made people shudder.
Seeing this scene, Ling felt his scalp begin to tingle. Although he had killed countless creatures in both the past and present worlds, this was the first time he had seen such a situation.
"Is the person standing in front of me a god or a devil?" Ling asked himself.
Because of the pain, the Crusader's face was distorted and deformed, reaching an expression that humans could not achieve. Such pain is not within the range that ordinary humans can bear. If it were anyone else, it would have been painful to death.
Under the influence of such pain, the middle-aged Crusader threw the long sword at Lorna, but also because of the pain, his strength was reduced a lot. Lorna did not even move, and the long sword seemed to hit her when it flew 1 meter in front of her. Something fell to the ground with a clang.
Picking up the long sword on the ground, Lorna's face was gloomier than ever before. The golden holy light continued to 'purify' her palms. Her white hands were constantly burned by the holy light and healed quickly.
As he slowly approached the Crusader, the same mouth shape appeared again, and the opponent's other arm also changed as if it had been compressed.
But the crusader¡¯s expression did not show the fear and panic caused by the pain. Instead, he showed a determined smile like a soldier who had completed some kind of difficult task.
The long sword and wings simultaneously pierced the Crusader's head, throat, and heart in three absolutely fatal places. The Crusader didn't even make a move to struggle, and blood was already gushing out.
After Ling saw the whole process of Lorna killing the Crusader, he had completely forgotten his mission. He forgot that his gun should have been aimed at the dozen Crusaders outside the house and opened fire.
The magical spells cast by a dozen Crusaders outside the house have reached the final stage. After one of them used delaying tactics against the Death Knight for a long time, the Crusaders successfully used their huge spiritual power and magic power as tribute. The incarnation of the upper realm god's residence was summoned.
A huge golden translucent spirit appeared in the center of the circle surrounded by the crusaders. It looked like an old man who was about 80 years old in human years.
He holds a scepter in his hand. The top of the scepter is designed like a spear, making this scepter even more dangerous.
The scepter in the hand of the old man incarnate as a god pointed at the death knight. At the same time, Lorna moved a step to the side. A golden beam of light straight into the sky appeared where it was originally. It seemed that if Lorna did not open more in time, then the holy light would be The power will cause her to suffer profoundly.
Ling returned to the second floor of the wooden house and continued to snipe. Her target was still the dozen Crusaders. Although she had never seen such a spell, she knew clearly that as long as the caster was killed, such a powerful spell would naturally Collapse due to lack of energy supply.
Ling's sniper did not have the expected effect. The Crusaders surrounded the city and continued to release this spell, but there was a thin golden barrier around them, and this barrier perfectly blocked Ling's sniper. What happened to Ren Ling's bullet? There was no sign of breaking even after the impact.
Ling thought of the nano energy cannon, but in his current physical condition, although he could barely use the energy cannon, whether he could successfully penetrate the barrier and kill the Crusaders was a big question mark, and the damage to himself was an exclamation mark ( The nano energy cannon will inevitably overload Ling's body and collapse).
Lorna kicked the Crusader's body open and pulled out the long sword that was inserted into the body and should have belonged to him. Because the poppy she had taken advantage of was thrown outside, the only weapon now was the sword that was constantly causing harm to herself. .
Walking out of the wooden house, he stretched out the black wings behind his back, raised his head and looked at the tall golden phantom, and stood still, looking at the old man who was known as the incarnation of God's residence.
¡®Is that the God¡¯s Mansion? ¡¯ Lorna muttered to herself. She had seen a god¡¯s residence or the soul of a certain god¡¯s residence, but it was not the same as the ¡®god¡¯s residence¡¯ now in front of her, whether it was the feeling or the power she felt.
Incarnations composed of pure holy light can feel physical discomfort even if they are far away. The only power that can affect death is called life, and holy light is the physical manifestation of the smallest part of that power.
The old man raised his hands above his head like a sword, and struck it down heavily. This was an invisible sword. Lorna felt the overwhelming power, and her dark wings quickly folded in front of her. She did not choose to avoid it. This blow, but decided to block him, because the threat and resistance in front of him now does not come from the Crusaders in front of him and this so-called physical incarnation, but from the Nightmare King Cadmanli and the most powerful person in history. There are powerful death knights, and there may be unknown enemies lurking in the dark.
So she had to block it. If she didn't even have such ability, it wouldn't be enough to face the next enemy. Maybe dying here would be a good choice.
The collision made the earth tremble, and the aftermath of the impact cut off the surrounding trees like sharp blades. The only ones left unscathed were a group of Crusaders and the wooden house behind Lorna.
Red-black blood dripped from the dark wings to the ground. Since the wings overlapped each other, the outer layer of black wings was almost cut off by this blow. The old man's slash penetrated Lorna's defense, but in the end Lorna succeeded. The blow was struck immediately.
But the matter was not over. The old man was still standing there, and Lorna also used the death grip to regain her weapon Poppy from the distant ruins.
While throwing the holy light with all his strength, the talisman on the poppy sword shined brighter than ever before.
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