At the entrance to the interior of the royal tomb, the people of the Temple of Light stayed quietly.
Surrounded by hundreds of elite royal guards, dressed in red robes and iron armor, holding shields and spears, lined up in two rows, blocking the entrance without looking sideways.
The dozen or so people from the Temple of Light sat nearby in twos and threes, or stood chatting on the side, looking very leisurely, in stark contrast to the chilling atmosphere of the elite royal family.
Henry walked a little further, glanced at the two rows of royal guards, and asked in a low voice, "How long have they been in?"
"It's been more than two hours."
Henry's old face turned cold: "The interior of the royal tomb is quite large, but more than two hours is enough for them to reach the target point, and we can act now."
"Do you really want to do it without considering the reaction of the royal family?" Afanlin asked.
"What kind of reaction can there be? It's just something they don't want." Henry said coldly: "Besides, those stupid members of the royal family will know the purpose of that thing? They can't even keep their own keys."
A Fanlin smiled, feeling that what Henry said was very reasonable.
Then Henry waved his hand, and a dozen priests of Guangming, who looked at the leisurely and carefree priests, used magic at the same time.
In an instant, spells such as Bright Arrow, Light Bullet, and Bright Judgment were all thrown between the two rows of elite guards.
Because the incident was so sudden, these guards didn't even have a use to react, and were directly overwhelmed by a large area of bright magic.
After the rumbling sound, a large group of guards fell on the ground, with severed limbs everywhere, and blood splashed everywhere like black slurry.
A few soldiers with particularly tenacious vitality survived, but they either suffered serious internal injuries or lost part of their bodies. If they were left alone, they would definitely not survive for long.
One of them, obviously the leader, was lying on the ground, staring blankly into the air, and asked in a low voice, "Why... what?"
The Light God Sect has a high reputation in France. For the people of France, the Light God Sect is kind and benevolent.
But this kind of unreasonable, killing them all without any warning, like an evil person's style, made the leader unbelievable until he was about to die.
Afanlin walked over and stepped heavily on the leader's neck. After confirming that the man was dead, he looked inside the royal tomb and asked, "Let's go now?"
"Leave three people guarding the door. If the grave guards come over, they will be killed."
"Three people, too few."
"Those tomb guards are already so weak that they have not fought for hundreds of years. They have lived here for generations, and their life has become a kind of ritual."
Afanlin smiled: "Your Excellency Henry is the person in charge, of course I will listen to you, it's just..."
Henry waved his hand: "If something goes wrong, I'll be responsible."
Afanlin raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Afterwards, the group of Guangming Temple moved the corpses that were blocking the way a little, and the group entered the royal tomb.
Walking down the stone steps, the members of the temple were amazed when they saw the scene below.
Afanlin also praised: "This place is actually more majestic than the Spirit Purification Institute in our sanctuary. People dare to compare with gods. The royal family is quite courageous."
"This place was built for them by our temple hundreds of years ago, so the pope at that time must have thought nothing of it." Henry was about to say a few more words, but suddenly he frowned, looked into the distance, and said, "Heroic spirits are coming gone."
This mausoleum was built by the temple back then, so they naturally left some information. You also know what the heroic spirit is.
The two heroic spirits who were looking for Beta everywhere found the temple node that did not use magic to cover their footprints from a distance. After sending out the soul wave of communication, they rushed over.
Henry and the others had been prepared for a long time. When they saw two heroic spirits, ten priests of light shot at the same time. It took about 30 seconds for a burst of light ball arrows to wipe out the two heroic spirits.
Afanlin snorted: "Too weak, is this a heroic spirit?"
Henry also laughed and said: "It should be exaggerated in the literature. With this strength, how can it be called a heroic spirit."
At this time, the heroic spirits who were searching for Beta all turned around and passed towards them. Monica rushed over angrily after feeling the warning signal from the soul.
The Temple of Light killed two heroic spirits, and before they had gone far, another heroic spirit flew over. Afanlin wanted to sarcastically, and then his face became a little ugly.
Behind this heroic spirit, there is still a dense group of heroic spirits floating. It is estimated that there should be about a hundred of them.
Henry's face was also a little ugly: "Put an enchantment, kill them with all your strength."
The three priests of light immediately set up a white barrier of light. A group of heroic spirits flew over and surrounded the ending left and right.
Different from ordinary souls, these heroic spirits have the ability to think, and they can feel the restraint of the enchantment of light.
They didn't rush forward rashly, but drifted around, thinking about how to break through the barrier.
"Since they won't come down, I'll take the initiative to attack." Henry waved his hand and shouted angrily: "Use a wave of light bombs collectively to attack."
As soon as the words fell, the enchantment disappeared, dozens of light-emitting bullets were fired, and the enchantment stood up again in an instant.
This is a practical little skill for joint operations of the Light God Sect.
Of the dozens of light bombs, only about a third hit. After most of the heroic spirits were hit by a shot of light, they lost arms and legs, and even lost their heads, but then their missing parts immediately 'grown' back, but their bodies became more transparent.
There were also two heroic spirits who were more unlucky, with more light bullets in them, and disappeared on the spot.
Seeing this scene, the heroic spirits quickly dispersed and some fell to the ground.
"Come again."
The enchantment was opened again, and dozens of light bullets were fired out. But the heroic spirits had already dispersed, and they had been prepared for a long time. When the barrage went down, only a few heroic spirits were hit, and they only suffered some injuries, and did not disappear at all.
There are also some smarter spirit bodies that got into the ground at the enemy's blind spot.
Although Wang Ling used a lot of anti-magic materials, the heroic spirits are different from ordinary souls. Ordinary souls can't penetrate the ground at all, but the heroic spirits can still dive two or three meters if they want to.
"Come again." Henry frowned.
Light bullets are not a high-consuming magical technique, and they will have no problem firing them dozens of times.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream, turned his head and looked over, and found that the leg of a priest of Guangming was grabbed by a transparent hand.
Then a transparent shadow entered the body of this bright priest nearby.
And Priest Guangming scratched his throat desperately, as if something was strangling his breath.