boom!
boom!
A dull sound came from the gun barrel on the high tower, and immediately a bullet crater with a diameter of four feet was formed in the place where the Holy See was standing in the distance, and the few black-robed priests who were originally on it had already turned into a rain of blood Rotten meat—the dark gun barrel moves slowly, looking for the next valuable attack target, and once it finds it, it immediately pours out the anger in the chamber; , The people in Landing Castle have long been their sworn enemies; it is possible to destroy each other in any way, without any burden.
After all, this has nothing to do with your own glory and pride, it's just to guard your homeland! .
Keig North, one of the captains of the four brigades of the Harbor Guard, was born in the collateral North family; but the care for the North family is from the bottom of his heart—his father came out of nowhere again In order to treat his father, his impoverished mother took him to the manor of the Northeast family, and the kind old manager received them; he provided warm rooms, delicious food, and excellent food. living conditions, and even paid off all debts for the debtor's family; he clearly remembered that when those originally vicious debtors heard the word North, the kind of horror seemed to see the most terrifying existence , I can't wait to kneel down and beg for mercy.
"Our Nord family will not owe outsiders a penny, even if it is a clansman who has left the family, we will pay off his debts for him; of course. Others owe him everything. We will also pay for him Get back one by one!"
A money bag full of Kimptons was thrown in front of several debt collectors. At the same time, the palms of several debt collectors were mercilessly chopped off—those palms that had beaten him and tried to mistreat his mother, They were just laid out in a row on the ground; blood was pouring out, but the guys around who usually followed these debt collectors seemed to have turned into quails, lying there with their heads down. at every turn.
The old manager took his hand and slowly got into the carriage. In the carriage, he couldn't help asking the old manager: "Why are those people so afraid of the North family?"
"Because, people with the surname of Nosted are the bravest and most united existence! And when such countless people with the surname of Nosted gather together, the Nosted family is formed! Regardless of face For what, under the call of the family, we can all be twisted together like a hemp rope; and even if we are wiped out from the world, as long as one member of the Nord family survives, our family will not be wiped out It will still rise again; it will make the existence that was most right with us tremble with fear and panic all day long!"
In the carriage, the words of the boss and the previous scene were deeply imprinted in Kiger's heart, and a sense of belonging took root and sprouted in his heart; He felt honor and pride from the bottom of his heart; therefore, when he heard the family's call, he immediately brought his own troops and returned to the family with his beloved artillery. Prepare to face those invaders—his own glory and pride are nothing to Kieg, but he absolutely does not allow anyone to tarnish the family's glory and pride.
"Little ones, load me with cannonballs and greet those hypocrites well!"
Kieg, holding the walkie-talkie, looked at the Holy See side blocked by his own tribe outside the manor through the observation port, smiled fiercely and waved his fist, immediately. The gun barrels on several high towers emitted dazzling flames—although the manor of the Nord family in Landingburg was built at the beginning of the Free Age, compared to the years and countless wars, each Fort Landing, whose facilities are still intact, is still not inferior here; various bunkers, crossfire points, and even the current artillery array can be seen in the Northeast family's manor.
Although these exist. In normal times, they are some inconspicuous or ubiquitous decorations, but in real battles. The power displayed is terrifying; at least, Luthier did not expect that there are more than a dozen machine gun fortresses hidden in the seemingly harmless lawns and flower beds in the opponent's manor; The high towers for observing astronomy and weather have become special turrets; especially at that height, the people he leads can't hide at all, and are completely exposed to the opponent's muzzle; even because of their extraordinary qualities And training, but every time the opponent's artillery rang, his heart couldn't help but tremble secretly, because there would inevitably be several black-clothed priests who couldn't dodge or react in time and turned into bloody rotten flesh.
And in front of him, there were only thirty Nords in sea-blue armor standing on the small fountain square in front of the main house; he could even see the blood on the weapons in the hands of these people clearly— It was precisely because of these existences that he was repulsed several times when he wanted to destroy the firepower point; and, compared with those firepower points supported by gunpowder weapons, he paid more attention to the existence of these sea-blue armors in front of him; after all, in In the Holy See, about one-third of the dossiers about the Nosted family describe these existences in front of them.
Poseidon descendant!
Luthier gritted his teeth, and his eyes shot a sinister light comparable to that of a poisonous snake—the five black-clothed priests with knives and more than thirty black-clothed priests were killed by these guys; The weapons caused even more casualties; what's more, the most unacceptable thing for Luthier was that after killing so many of his people, the other party was unharmed!
That's right, there is no loss!
Not even a trace of scars remained on the sea-blue armor—Loutier had clearly seen a priest with a knife stab the cross sword in his hand towards the opponent's chest, and the opponent had already attacked the opponent in the same posture. A sacrificial priest with a knife; but in the end, the opponent was unscathed, while the priest with a saber was pierced through the chest by a sword.
Even among the group of people he is now leading, the strength of this sacrificial priest is above average. Originally, Luthier had expected that the other party would shine in this battle to eliminate heresy. But the result is. Lost his life in a tentative charge—sturdy armor, sharp weapons, swift speed, and mysterious magic power; this is the most described word in the dossier, but any description is not as good as seeing Really profound!
Although the dead are nothing compared to the number of people he brought, not even one-tenth, but if the fight continues like this, even if the North family is finally eliminated, the loss they will face is What Luthier couldn't accept - Luthier, who was born in the Inquisition, knew it very well. The hard work and time it takes to cultivate a qualified black-clothed priest, and sacrificing thousands of black-clothed priests just for the sake of a Nord family, is simply a victory but a defeat, and Luthier does not want to bear such a reputation.
Standing at the only blind spot for shelling—under the high wall outside the manor, Luthier no longer hesitated. Immediately raised his right arm, and waved his palm slightly forward according to the previously formulated strategy; immediately, three black-clothed priests with knives stood on the spot and prayed in a low voice.
Amidst the prayers, flashes of light appeared on the surrounding priests in black with swords of the same rank. This flash of light appeared fifteen times before completely stopping—three black-clothed priests with swords finished their prayers. The priest leaned against the high wall with a pale face, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping layer after layer. Everyone who saw this scene believed that if there was no support from the high wall, the three priests in black with knives would have Sit down directly on the ground; even if it is just a simple record of a kind of magic. However, continuous casting of divine spells is still a huge burden for these black-clothed priests with knives; now they are not only unable to perform divine spells again within a day, even the original good melee ability is not there. ; Even facing an ordinary person, it is still powerless.
If it wasn't for a large-scale battle and they had the corresponding cooperation, they wouldn't have done this at all—some black-clothed priests waiting around immediately took out the holy water contained in the test tube, uncorked the bottle and drank it for their captain; The holy water in the test tube is completely drunk. The complexions of the three of them turned slightly rosy; they were not as if they were dying like before, but it was still impossible to continue participating in the battle, at best they could stand there without relying on the wall behind them.
but. Whether it's the three black-clothed priests with knives themselves, or the black-clothed priests around them. He didn't even pay attention to his own situation, but turned his eyes to the fifteen black-clothed priests with knives who were blessed with the shield of faith-layers of force fields emerged from the bodies of the blessed, And with the movement of the fifteen black-clothed sacrificial priests with knives, these layers of invisible force fields that can only be detected by feeling are connected into one piece.
Looking at the shield of faith, which is still as stable as Mount Tai under the bullets and artillery fire, Luthier couldn't help smiling proudly—he was able to quickly become the high priest of a diocese from an ordinary priest in black in the Inquisition, not only because of his own strength. Piety; the contribution to the Holy See is also an extremely important aspect; and in front of you, connecting the ordinary shields of belief into one piece to create an effect comparable to the shield of group beliefs is the most important contribution.
The Shield of Faith and the Shield of Group Faith, although the latter is only two words more than the former, but the effect and power are very different. Compared with the single one of the former, it can only protect secondary physical damage at most The Shield of Faith; the latter has not only greatly increased in number, but has also improved by more than one level in terms of physical damage protection. Unless it is facing intensive artillery attacks, it will not be harmed at all.
Of course, the difference in effect is doomed to the difference between the two—the shield of faith can be cast as long as the priest in black has reached the level of carrying a knife, while the shield of group belief cannot be cast by non-bishop-level existences; There are bishop-level existences in the Holy See, and there are only about a hundred people at full count. Among them, there are many ascetic monks who ignore the secular world; and black-clothed priests with knives? If the Pope really mobilized, tens of thousands of people might not be possible, but 3,000 people are definitely possible!
And when these 3,000 people display bishop-level abilities, it will naturally be unbelievable—however, the adult in the Inquisition is very clear-headed, although this method of using the Shield of Faith He was pleasantly surprised, but he would never think that just like this, all the priests in black with knives could display bishop-level strength; after all, the Shield of Faith is just a form of defense. The bishop is more valued in terms of support and attack capabilities. Just average.
certainly. This kind of thing is generally only in the eyes of such a big man; it is another matter in the eyes of Kig Northstead, the captain who directs the artillery—
"Damn magic!"
Gritting his teeth and cursing, Kieg looked at the fifteen black-clothed priests with knives standing at the gate of the Northstead family's manor and prayed loudly through the lookout, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of panic from the bottom of his heart. A feeling of humiliation and urgency filled his mind; he immediately yelled loudly: "Use all your firepower and hit me hard! Use all the shells and smash that turtle shell!"
Immediately, the sound of artillery fire resounded over the North Manor, while Kieg, who was lying on the lookout, stared nervously at the bottom—as one of the four captains of the Harbor Guard, Kieg was concerned about the Holy See’s actions. Divinity is no stranger; even. Back then, under the arrangement of his family, he had personally experienced this kind of existence that could indeed be called miraculous.
Healing injuries, recovering physical strength; making oneself faster, stronger, and skin like armor; With a hint of aggression, for the magic that can attack. He likes and favors it more—the invisible slash can split another knight in steel armor into two; the transmission of negative energy can make a strong adult man sick or even dying; and the magical The summoning of the dog can make a giant dog fight for the summoner, and its combat power after being blessed is quite powerful. A team of standard-equipped fighters can only last less than ten minutes at most under the attack of the opponent.
Of course, what impresses him even more is a kind of flame falling from the sky, attacking the enemies within the entire range; the existence within the range, even rocks, will be scorched by the flames. Burnt and flattened—however, these miraculous attacks have one of their greatest weaknesses: the time it takes to prepare!
Just like a dark wizard he once slashed, the other party can use poison and flames, and like those magic users, they are extremely powerful, even facing a large group of hunts, they can appear calm and unhurried. While causing harm to the other party, he left safely; but at the moment the other party chanted a spell, he understood it with one shot—the result of that shot made him know when facing these special existences. What kind of means should we use to understand each other and protect ourselves!
As for the difference between priests who use magic and wizards who use magic
In Jiger's view, there is no difference between the two at all, and both are dangerous!
The only thing he can care about is whether the other party is friendly or hostile—and the current situation. It will undoubtedly be the latter!
Jiger, who was staring at the bottom, was covered by the din of artillery fire, making it difficult for him to see the specific situation clearly; it's just that. In his heart, Keeger didn't feel unhappy at all because his eyes were blocked. He even hoped that the artillery fire could be blocked more thoroughly, preferably completely covered—although he didn't know where the defense limit of the Shield of Faith was, but basically However, Ge understands that no matter what defense has a certain limit, beyond this limit, the defense itself will disappear; and under such intensive artillery fire, even if there are no ordinary people inside, Geig is sure to turn them into a pile of dry bones and pieces of flesh. .
Dense shells fell in front of the gate of the Northstead family manor, splashing mud and flying stones; dense smoke produced by gunpowder blocked everyone's sight; however, some sensitive beings had already discovered the difference — Standing in front of the Sea God team, Linda couldn't help but slightly exerted force on the palm of her hand holding the trident, and clear blood vessels appeared on the back of her hand, while all the Sea God descendants behind her were ready again.
Not far away, Gefa gently pulled out the holy weapon stabbing sword at his waist, and jumped in front of his sister, looking at the sister behind him, the descendant of the Sea God, and the father and mother not far away, Gefa A bright smile appeared on Fa's face: "Sea God descendants are our family's biggest hole card, how can they be dispatched so frequently? Next, leave these things to me! After all, they are half demon hunters." I am better at dealing with these guys who don't exist in the material plane than any of you!"
Without waiting for any response, Gefa got into the gunpowder smoke that had not cleared in front of him. At the same time, without anyone seeing him, he poured two bottles of potions into his mouth—the two bottles of potions looked unusually ordinary from the outside. , but there is extremely powerful power inside; after all, the power of each of the ancient medicines recorded by Ye Qi is unquestionable.
Clang!
A silver light emanated from the gunpowder smoke, illuminating the audience, and the smoke disappeared completely in the silver light, so that everyone could see everything clearly—there were ten white animals with unique spirits shining all over their bodies. The huge hounds with the buffing effect of spells are staring at Gefa; each of these giant hounds is comparable to a calf, and the degree of fierceness erupting from them at this moment is no less than that of the black bear in the forest with tigers.
"Master Songfa!"
When he saw the ten giant hounds that were familiar in his memory, Kiger couldn't help but exclaimed; of course, Jiger was not the only one who exclaimed. An exclamation full of worry.
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