Boom!
The Paladin knight was punched in the chest by the paladin.
The terrifying impact force was beyond what the armor could resist, and even the holy light that protected the whole body melted like ice and snow under this blow.
The fist was inserted into the heart of Paladin Knight without hindrance, and came out from behind his body.
Chi!
Pulling his fist back, the Paladin Knight only felt that the strength of his whole body was also taken away.
He knelt down weakly on the ground, relying on the support of the long sword to not completely get down.
A large amount of blood flowed out like a spring, and everything in front of him began to become blurred.
Before his consciousness completely disappeared, the Paladin knight saw that the paladin had rushed to the center of the magic circle, and punched Master Cusius with a punch.
The blue light that filled the room suddenly burst out, and the body of the paladin was also sluggish.
But that's just for a moment.
In the next second, the paladin's fist hit the head of Mage Cusius.
Snapped!
Like a watermelon being opened, the entire head of Mage Cusius exploded.
In an instant, the entire magic circle let out a strange howl.
The green cocoon that seemed to have life on the head of Mage Cusius burst open in an instant, shooting out streaks of blue light.
Time seemed to speed up in an instant, and then returned to normal.
The pattern of the magic circle on the ground was completely dimmed, and the flames in the entire Tinder City seemed to lose their power all of a sudden, unable to spread anymore.
The Paladin knight looked at all this and knew that today's action was doomed to end in failure.
From now on, the church will be completely suppressed by the nobles.
Perhaps the glory of the Supreme Lord no longer shines so brightly.
But the strange thing is that he didn't feel much frustration and disappointment, but an inexplicable sense of relief surged deep in his heart.
it's over.
Boom!
The bodies of the Paladin knight and the mage Cusius fell to the ground almost at the same time.
…
"what happened?"
In the ruins of the castle, the Kurdish mage who was fighting with Colin suddenly retreated and stood still tens of meters away, looking in the direction of the warehouse in the distance with his scarlet eyes in amazement.
Of course he knew that it was where his son Cusius was preparing the [Eye of Judgment], but the sudden burst of power still shocked him.
Colin put away the long sword without haste, and said in a joking tone:
"As I said, I have seen through your plan long ago. Do you really think I'm defenseless against that fellow Cuscius?"
"No, it's impossible!" Kurd kept shaking his head, as if he couldn't believe that his son had failed, and might even be dead.
But then the flames in the city subsided, and the disappearance of the arcane wave, after all, Kurd had to accept this fact.
"No, no, no!" Kurd suddenly became manic.
He turned around and rushed towards the warehouse, as if he didn't want to entangle with Colin anymore.
But how could Ke Lin let him go so easily, and immediately charged forward with his long sword in hand.
Kurd had to turn around and deal with it.
But the anxiety and panic in his heart further fermented, making his emotions even more frenzied.
"No! Impossible! I can't fail! I can't fail! You must die! You all give me—die!"
In an instant, a large amount of arcane energy burst out from the Kurdish mage's body, rising like a flame.
boom!
The invisible flame exploded loudly, spreading to the surroundings like water waves.
A terrible wave of air rose again from the ruins of the castle, and the broken walls and ruins instantly melted like ice and snow in the scorching sun until they disappeared.
Within a radius of hundreds of meters, it has completely become a flat land.
Colin couldn't help taking a few steps back, raising his sword to block the terrifying flames rushing towards his face.
But the expected scorching sensation didn't hit, instead, it was a huge pressure that he didn't expect—
Not physical pressure, but coercion aimed at the soul!
Roar-
The Kurdish mage on the opposite side uttered an inhuman roar.
It was as if a terrible beast had finally been awakened from its slumber.
His body swelled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The mage's robe had already been torn apart, and the skin on his body was also torn, and then healed quickly, but was torn again immediately.
Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters...
Colin was surprised to see the changes in the Kurdish mage. While being shocked, he also felt a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before...
Orc Emperor Saruman!
Colin finally remembered where he had seen this familiar feeling.
In the first battle in the Loire Valley, Saruman the Great when he was mad had given him a similar feeling!
But berserk is the specialty of orc skull crushers, how can humans be berserk
Before Colin could think about it, a large black shadow bloomed from Kurd's huge body.
whoosh whoosh—
Countless black silk threads shuttled and flew like streamers, sweeping towards Colin from all directions.
Looking from a distance, a large number of black silk threads actually formed a huge head in the shadow, biting the extremely small Ke Lin in front of him.
Rub!
In an instant, Colin's body was completely swallowed by the black head.
"Hahaha… "
Kurd let out bursts of crazy laughter, as if he was proud that this difficult opponent was finally eliminated by himself.
But before he was too proud, a calm voice came from the black head.
"What the hell are you?"
hum—
The black head trembled violently, and golden cracks continuously appeared on it, as if something was rushing from the inside to the outside.
The Kurdish mage let out a wild roar, and seemed to become even more angry. With all his strength, more black silk threads covered it layer by layer, trying to suppress the holy light in it again.
"Die! Die for me! You are all going to die!"
There was endless fanaticism and pathology in Kurd's voice, as if he had reached the verge of completely losing his mind.
But even so, the raging holy light continued to seep out from under the black silk thread.
Slowly but firmly tearing away the layers of shady bit by bit.
boom!
Countless black lines suddenly exploded, and a huge round of dazzling golden light suddenly rose in the night sky, as dazzling as the scorching sun at noon.
In an instant, the entire Velvet City was as bright as day under the shining golden light.
In the golden holy light, Colin has completely changed.
The duke's dress he was wearing had been completely torn, and his body had swelled to a height of about ten meters. Of course, compared to the larger Kurd, Colin actually looked a little petite.
But behind him, the pair of huge golden wings extending to both sides for more than ten meters made Colin covered with a layer of incomparable sacred halo.
Like an angel descending into the world!
Colin watched Kurd quietly with indifferent eyes, as if he was pronouncing the fate of the other party:
"Sinner, accept your judgment!"
(end of this chapter)