"I'm sorry, I can't let you rush there at the moment."
In mid-air, the appearance of the mysterious man finally appeared - he was wrapped in a gray-green robe, and his face was wearing an iron mask, with no expression visible.
Grant also recognized this person based on his voice and movements.
Ding ding ding ding! With several metal collisions, the mysterious man approached Grant, waved the silver dagger in his hand, and launched attacks one after another in mid-air towards Grant.
However, Grant's Holy Light Armor was not cheap and blocked all attacks.
"Let's see how you hide now!"
Grant, on the other hand, seized the opportunity and condensed an ultimate ray of light. In order to keep him, the other party jumped into the air and there was no place to use his strength. Therefore, he finally managed to hit one of his countless missed attacks!
Just like that, the light swished and hit the opponent's heart.
A sneer came from under the iron mask.
At that moment, Grant finally showed a look of extreme shock on his face. That filament that condensed an unknown amount of holy light just disappeared into the other party's heart, dissipating without a trace.
"you… "
The voice from under the iron mask also came out: "Your magic is ineffective on me, so you should just play here with me for a while."
As he spoke, he suddenly took out a strange iron hook and hooked it on the gap in the armor. Holding the strong iron rope in his hand, the mysterious man stayed in the air in this way, once again closing the distance with Grant, and continued to launch a crazy offensive towards the Holy Light Armor.
And the dagger in his hand... shone with a different light, obviously not ordinary iron.
Under such a continuous attack, the Holy Light Armor may also be broken. But when the time comes, Grant himself will be in danger, because he also discovers that his magic will suddenly begin to collapse when he is around the opponent!
"Is it actually... an abyss trial?"
Grant's pupils contracted.
Over the past hundreds of years, the church has obviously experimented countless times, and facts have proved that this is an impossible thing. He also did not expect that he would actually see a living example of this nonsense recorded in ancient books.
He felt troubled.
He had no choice but to keep getting beaten while flying in the air. Therefore, he finally flew to the group of knights below. A large number of knights had gathered at this moment. They watched the Pope fall and immediately swarmed up, trying to get down the guy who grabbed the Pope and beat him.
"Everyone gather around him, grab him with your hands, and don't give him any room to move!" Grant also commanded loudly.
He knew that although the Abyss Trial could make a person immune to any magical effects, it was still only one person. Even with the help of magic potions, if there is no room to exert force, they will be defeated by the crowd tactics.
However, just before the knights surrounded him, the mysterious man suddenly let go, turned sideways, and jumped out of the crowd.
Stepping on the shoulders of several knights, he finally stopped on a tree.
"I said, you can't kill me, and it's hard for me to kill you, so let's just have fun here, okay?" A lazy voice slowly came from under the mask.
"Are you a mercenary?" Grant took a deep breath and said, "How much commission did that mage give you? I'll give you three times! As long as you get out of here now, you will get more wealth than you can enjoy in your lifetime. of."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." The mysterious man chuckled a few times, shook his head, and said, "Is it worth at least three million in appearance fees to allow the current Pope to practice with me here? Your Majesty, your Majesty the Pope, you have to give me nine One million gold coins? Take it out now and I will turn around and leave immediately."
"you… "
Grant was speechless for a moment and could only direct the knights to continue rushing towards the mysterious man.
The other party took some time to straighten his sleeves, and before the sea of people surrounded him, he once again dodged and turned into a group of invisible figures, continuing the harassing attack just like the noodle.
As time passed by, Grant gradually realized that Benjamin must have escaped after so long. All their efforts were in vain.
hateful…
With the accumulation of anger, he commanded the knights around him to gradually form an encirclement. At the same time, as the holy light gathered, a huge barrier fell from the sky, covering the entire area.
"Since you want to save him so much, just stay with yourself!"
People's physical strength has its limits. After dealing here for so long, the opponent's potion should be almost exhausted. At that time, even if he has experienced the abyss trial, he will only die under the siege of countless knights.
However, the mysterious man dodged and came to the edge of the barrier.
"It's boring. I always think about killing people. What else is fun about that?"
With a series of crisp sounds, he swung the dagger and struck the barrier countless times. Coupled with his own physique, a big hole was broken in the barrier in an instant. He stepped out and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.
All the knights in the field were stunned.
"His Majesty the Pope, we..."
Grant took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and said: "Separate a group of people and follow his footsteps. Don't let him leave casually. The rest of you follow me!"
With that said, he turned around and flew in the direction of the alarm.
He could only pray in his heart. Now that Benjamin has not broken through their blockade, those priests and bishops who are squatting can be more useful and buy him more time.
However…
There was a big hole in the barrier at this moment. The corpses of the soldiers were staggering around, looking horribly dead, with huge ice arrows stuck in their bodies. Some scattered priests were busy healing each other's wounds. They all looked guilty as they looked at Grant who was rushing over.
"Your Majesty the Pope, we..."
"He ran away?" Grant interrupted with a long face.
"That demon... he is too powerful!" The leading priest lowered his head and said, "But don't worry, several bishops have already chased him, and they will not let that guy go easily!"
"In which direction did they escape?"
"East... east."
Grant let out a cold snort and said nothing more. Instead, he walked directly through the hole in the barrier and chased outside.
After finally setting the trap, he was unwilling to let the person escape just like that, so he still chased in the direction pointed by the priest.
only…
Ten minutes later.
Looking at the corpses of several bishops on the ground, Grant felt weak and closed his eyes.