"Sidney, you really made a snare."
A slightly serious voice echoed flatly in the hall of the Temple of Fusha. I don’t know when there were two more people in the hall. It was one of them who spoke. Another strange face stood respectfully behind this person. This man was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a holy robe that was almost the same style as Sidney, slightly bald, and blessed.
In fact, this person is the sixth-ranked "holy man" Roderick in the Eleventh Holy See, Roderick Barbarossa, a family of scholastics who came from Cape Bay, and won the great priests and cloaks of the previous generation when he was young. Favored by Mechaoli, Bishop of Bay Diocese, he later ascended to the upper level of the temple, known for his one-handed hymns. He once attacked the cultists in Ambrouli. He was merciless and won the title of Iron Bishop. He returned to the center of the temple. After that, he entered the power core of the Eleventh Holy See in one fell swoop. He looked very young in appearance, but his actual age was not much younger than Wala.
But Sidney didn't raise his eyelids to look at him at all, and seemed to be too lazy to speak. Her gaze moved to the direction of the altar, and the flames on it had already disappeared without a trace at this moment-obviously, here is a trap, waiting. She went here. She didn't wonder why the other party knew that she would be here. When she escaped from the Lion Palace, she took away the fragments of the Holy Sword Odyssey. It would be strange if the Silver Queen couldn't even guess this.
Roman and Haruzer stood nervously behind the statue of the saint in the Lion’s Palace. Brunhild was guarding the safety of the two. She looked a little indifferent. Brando gave her the order to let She sent Sidney to Port Fattan with a royal wind horse. As for the struggle between these mortals, she really didn't care much, not to mention Sidney did not ask her for help.
Probably irritated by the indifferent attitude of Sidney and Brunhild, the great priest Rodrik pointed his eyebrows, and a faint anger rose in his heart. Although he was ranked sixth in the Eleventh Holy See, but The true strength is not very far from Sidney. In fact, among the 11 Holy Seers, except for the superb strength of Vala, the others are actually just the same, and he currently has two high-ranking scholastics. The priest helped him, he really didn't know where Sidney's confidence came from.
Is it because of the woman behind
Roderick glanced at Brunhild and saw that the head of the Valkyrie was no more than the level of truth. As for Roman and Haruze, he simply ignored them. Thinking of this, Roderick had a little bit of a bottom. He didn't want to have extra branches. He immediately told the two people around him and Jolfo in a deep voice, "Shoot together, stop her, and don't let her run away."
"My lord, that little boy should be the crown prince of Eruin." At this moment, the high-ranking priest beside Yorfo suddenly said.
Roderick looked at Haruze with a hint of surprise in his eyes, nodded silently, and replied: "Don't worry about him, they can't run away, just be optimistic about Sidney."
Although the two whispered voices were not loud, it was impossible to hear Sidney's strength, but she seemed to be really indifferent, standing there motionless, as if to watch Roderick take action with cold eyes. This attitude of hers even angered the'saint chanter' from the center of the temple. Roderick let out a cold snort from his nose and chanted in a low voice:
"The highest flame, my ancestor.
Please forgive the folly of the world,
Drop your sacred judge,
Sweep away all evil and darkness. "
A sacred light hung from the dome of the temple and enveloped him in it. When he stretched out his hands, the light spread in all directions, like a cage that would enclose Sidney in it. If Brando were here at this moment, he would be surprised to recognize this spell—an admonition poem. This is one of the seventy-four sacred hymns of the Temple of Flame. The hymn is the most powerful saint of the priests of the Temple of Flame. One of the art, and each of the seventy-four hymns is a powerful holy art. They are judgments and mantras, containing power that ordinary people can't imagine.
The magic of the gods that mortals are talking about is actually the spell of hymns.
And the hymn is Roderick’s masterpiece. The seventy-four hymns have lengths and weaknesses. Among them, the admonition poem, known as the strongest imprisonment, seal, and enchantment, has 144 lines. It is an ascetic with profound doctrine. This sacred art can be displayed in a short seven-line poem, but when Roderick takes it, it is a shocking four-line hymn.
In this area alone, he can be said to have stood at the pinnacle of the Temple of Flame, and may even include Vala, no one can match him.
And when Roderick cast the spell, the two scholastic masters beside him also outflank Sidney from left to right at the same time. They did not know when they each took out a cross-shaped power. The rod, this is the cross scepter of the Temple of Flame, which is a very powerful sacred instrument and a symbol of their status. Bishops at their level are usually called the Bishop of the Cross. In the Temple of Flame, the Cross The strength of bishops is usually between the elements of civilization and the side of truth. It depends on individual strength. In most areas, the level of bishops is actually not up to this level. Therefore, most of the bishops of the cross are actually in holy arts and religions. Scholastic scholar with profound knowledge.
Being attacked by two scholastic scholars, Rodrik the Sacred One, in the temple, I am afraid that no one except Valla the Most dared to say that they could retreat, but at this moment, Sidney seemed to be He didn't feel dangerous at all, but stood there quietly, staring at the two scholastic masters and Roderick's holy spells that were getting closer and closer with a very cold and contemptuous look.
"She's crazy?"
Roderick looked at this scene in disbelief. Of course he didn't think he could hit the chief priest of the Lion's Palace with a spell at hand. Not to mention him, I am afraid that even the Great Holy See Vala could not do it. You must know that Sidney is the existence of the Eleventh Holy See in fighting power second only to Vala. There is a legend in the empire. It is said that the statue of the saint of the Lion Palace was originally extremely talented in combat. When she was young She could have entered the Flame Warlord's Order, but she herself chose to follow the path of a monk.
As one of the Eleven Holy Sees, Roderick knew that this legend was not groundless, but true. Even further, Sidney was actually taken by the head of the knights of the previous generation. She must be selected as his successor, but Sidney himself objected, coupled with the maintenance of Walla and the previous generation of the Great Holy See, this matter did not stop.
This woman was born a knight. Even if she later embarked on the path of a bishop, her fighting style was the strongest among the eleven holy thrones.
But no matter how tough it is, Sidney would never stand still without shaking his spells. What did she consider him, those high-ranking priests who were not influential
But the next moment, Roderick felt that he was really crazy.
He saw his magic before Sidney's body had been touched, it would automatically shatter, like pieces of glass shattered, turning into countless dust, passing away with the wind. At that moment Roderick almost thought that he had hallucinations. This was a hymn, the ten most powerful admonition among the seventy-four hymns. How could she crack his spell without moving
Could it be that the woman in front of me was actually disguised by Vala
Roderick immediately threw this crazy idea out of his mind, not to mention that Vala the Great Holy See is still under house arrest by Her Majesty the Queen, and even Vala himself cannot break it by standing still. His spells.
A terrible possibility suddenly occurred in his mind.
But before he could react, Sidney in front of him finally made a move. The saint of the Lion Palace raised his right hand and pointed at him, which was the simplest three-ring holy technique, the radiant ray. A white light shot from Sidney’s fingertips and came straight to Roderick the Sacred Sacred. This holy technique is very popular among low-level priests because it is the most effective attack method below the fourth ring. However, when it comes to battles at the level of the Holy See, this kind of spell is no different than a joke.
Not to mention that Roderick has countless ways to counter this spell. In fact, even if he has no response, even if this spell hits him, this mere three-ring spell may not be able to penetrate his barrier of will.
Horde Roderick felt an extremely dangerous aura from this spell at this moment. He immediately deployed three or four protective holy spells next to him, as if he was afraid that he could not stop this three-ring spell, and desperately backed away. go. At the next moment, in the eyes of everyone in this hall, a terrible scene happened. This simple radiant ray was like the legendary holy spear, and it pierced indefinitely. All the protective spells in front of Roderick.
In the shock of everyone's eyes, the white rays did not trigger the barrier of the will of Roderick the Holy One, so gently and skillfully, it pierced his fat body and pierced his heart.
One of the eleven thrones of the Hall of Flames, Roderick the Sacred Sigh opened his eyes wide, as if he could not believe that he would die so lightly, and then the boundless darkness enveloped his conscious world.
Until Roderick's body crashed to the ground, it burst into flames in an instant, as if swallowed by a sacred fire, the whole hall was silent, and everyone didn't even react for a while.
Including the countless monks present, including Father Yorfo and the two scholastic masters, the two scholastic masters have stopped their lives and looked at the statue of the saint in the lion palace with a look of ghosts. Denis, can't advance or retreat for a while-want to continue attacking? This is obviously not a wise choice, but if you want to escape, where can you escape
What is Roderick's strength? He was wiped out under the opponent's only three-ring spell, so what about them
But the two of them were monks with profound doctrinal accomplishments, and soon thought of the possibility Roderick had thought of before his death. Their expressions changed, and at the same time they cast their eyes on Sidney, who had an indifferent expression. But at this moment Sidney didn't look at them at all, and directly faced all the lower-level monks in the Temple of Flame in the hall and said, "You immediately open the door and gather everyone together. I want to speak-"
Jolfo seemed to have just reacted. He looked at the ashes burned by Roderick on the ground in disbelief, then looked at Sidney, and couldn't help but stammered and asked: "Ms. Sidney, you… "
After saying this, the host of the Temple of Fusha regretted it. Even Roderick was dead. What qualifications did he have to ask such a thing? There is no doubt that this devil must be right soon. He started.
But thinking about this, Jolfo found courage from there, probably out of a smashing mood. He suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "Ms. Sidney, since you have betrayed the temple, Then you will never be the throne of the Temple of Flame, so we did not obey your orders-the Temple of Fusha will never bow to any heretics!"
As soon as he said this, there was a dead silence in the Temple of Fusha, so quiet that the needle fell. Everyone around looked at him with crazy eyes, even the two scholastic masters. The look in his eyes is both complicated and admirable.
"Courage is commendable," but Sidney didn't seem to be angry, and just replied indifferently: "But it's not me who gave you the order. I don't have much time for Fatan Harbor. I hope you don't waste time. "
After speaking, she spread her hand, and a phantom slowly rose from behind the statue of the saint in the lion palace.
When seeing the phantom, everyone in the entire Fusha Temple was shocked.
"This is… "
"This is the Holy Sword Odyssey!"
"The King is here..."
Sidney scowled and replied coldly: "In the name of Gilt, the King of Flames, I announced that the Queen of Silver had conspired to split the temple. Under the Soul of the Holy Sword, follow my orders and start the holy war!"
The two scholastic masters looked deadly pale.