
Facing the end of his followers' destruction, Karla had no idea to stop him.
Since it was beyond repair for him, the best way to deal with it was to make the most of it.
I can't get it out anyway...
I saw Karla grabbing hard, and the souls of the dead believers and those killed by their counterattack were all captured by Karla.
Although this number of souls was not very large, they at least possessed a knight-level strength, so the quality was not bad, and they could hardly be used to respond to emergencies.
Without hesitation, he swallowed it firmly.
Carla directly used her demonic talent to turn it into pure power to fill the part of her that was suppressed by the world power.
The suppressed strength in his body was equipped with a source, and immediately recovered some.
Looking at the other miscellaneous fish in the surroundings, Karla had some insight after some estimation.
leaning his arm forward, grabbing the arrow shot into his head, and thrusting it into the soldier next to him.
As a demon who had lived for almost a thousand years, Karla might not have many other experiences, but the experience of fighting was really enough. His fighting skills had long been outstanding and consecrated. Any attack can basically be instant as long as it happens.not exceed the range of strength. Do your best, like your own instincts.
To him, if these humans in front of him were not contaminated with weapons, they were like poisonous holy powers, he could kill them completely at the cost of minor injuries, and he did not need to be as careful as he was now.
But these humans, disgusting and disgusting, were too well-prepared. They were all equipped with holy objects given by the church, either carrying amulets on their bodies or smearing their weapons with holy water and holy medicine, which really made him feel uncomfortable.
Holy water, which is meaningless to the common man, is like strong sulfuric acid to him, which can erode the surface of the body and use it to retain feathers, and the scriptures that were constantly chanted by the priests were very loud in his ears.
‘Although you can trample to death on one leg, the insect is poisonous which can make yourself feel bitter if you don't pay attention. '
This is a picture of the siege in front of Karla.
Even though I was so insulting, I had to deal with it carefully.
After pouring over half another bottle of holy water, he felt a tingling sensation all over his body. He's a little unbearable. The magic power in his body automatically overflowed his body and ensnared his side.
His body hair began to stick to the skin, and an invisible protective layer formed by the airflow appeared on the surface of his body.
Isolated holy water swayed towards him.
The fingertip of the palm automatically extended over a meter the sharp edge of the translucent air currents, which greatly increased the range of attacks.
With a single claw swung out, the few soldiers wearing armor in front of them swung blood on their bodies. The armor on their bodies shattered like paper, while their bodies were chopped and chopped at the same time. The handle of the sword hit me, and his death was miserable.
immediately showed a timid expression on the faces of the personnel besieging nearby, which caused Karla to laugh.
Safi, who was directing, saw this scene, her brows frowning.
The strength, agility, and physique of both sides were not on the same level, if not for the relatively narrow environment in the dungeon, there was not much room to escape, the other party had to carry out many attacks. I'm afraid people like me have no way of carrying it!
Judging from the current situation, even if oneself and others could eat the other party to death, the sacrifices required were truly incredible.
The secret code within the church clearly noted that for the demons, they applied holy water and potions on their weapons.Although they can continue to cause damage to them, they are not, the souls of the victims who continue to die will also be in demonic power. .Take it as a tonic, and continue to treat each other.
'The more you kill, the stronger you are, how evil the race ...'
After thinking for a while, he handed the badge in his hand to the leader of the group of chanters responsible for chanting the scriptures, and asked them to pray for blessings with chanting and continuously stimulating their strength.
earnestly taking from his hand, a small bottle carved with strange lines.
Its appearance is more solemn than the sacred emblem.
Holy Ash】
The most pious ascetic monk, after his death, processed his remains through a special ceremony. After being cremated at the shrine, his ashes were kept at the church headquarters. After decades of praying and praying, believers can make such small bottles.
This is the most vicious poison for evil creatures! �
Use a knife to make a scar on the palm of the hand, and pour the bleeding blood into the bottle.
Safi closed her eyes and began chanting secret incantations known only to bishops and popes.
A faint golden light overflowed from the mouth of the bottle, flowing on the ground, spreading into the surroundings bit by bit.
Carla, who fought recklessly, even if she did not notice the sight, but her sixth sense, honed after countless life and death crises, still played a key role, it made him feel threatened secretly, and stared directly at him. Look at the thing in Safi's hand.
Karlla's eyes boiled with murderous intent; "Founder!"
A translucent round ball accompanied by a strong wind, instantly formed in his hand, and was thrown towards Safi, who was chanting a spell with his eyes closed.
Some priests saw this and immediately jumped forward, trying to withstand the blow for Safi!
But their powerful bodies, like the thin paper in front of this punch, could not even delay in the slightest, they were instantly penetrated by a powerful force, and a spiral blood flower bloomed in the air.
"explosion!"
Karlla's furious punch collided with the pale gold barrier just before it hit Safi.
The powerful air currents accumulated within it immediately broke apart, and its momentum was like a bomb formed by the same air!
Along with a burst of translucent ripples sweeping out, all the surrounding objects, even soldiers in heavy armor, were immediately startled by an irresistible force.
Bones or skin, they were instantly torn apart in front of this force that ignored the conventional protection, and blood slowly flowed out from the gap between them through the armor and clothes...
When the dust is gone, except Safi herself, who is covered by a golden light, and the army of the bouncers are shielded by badges.
Dozens of people standing around were all killed on the spot.
Ignoring her ears that were slowly bleeding out, Safi half-kneeled on the ground, chanting the final spell with a serious expression.
The small bottle in his hand also turned into gold powder at that moment, passing between his fingers, with a prayer sound that looked like an illusion, and automatically rushed towards Karla.
Facing the golden powder, Karla's face changed drastically, from where she smelled the stench of a death crisis.
knew in his heart that this kind of attack was impossible to avoid, and if he rejected it, he would kill at least half of his life, he said, so he directly transformed all the magic power in his body into a spear intertwined with the whirlwind, and struck it with all his strength!
Although Karla's strength was much higher than the extraordinary strength of this world, she had now weakened by several times. When faced with sacred artifacts that the church has spent decades on, it is inevitable that they are still in a disadvantageous position. .
Sacred and evil, two completely contradictory concepts.
They arrested and cancelled each other. When one party has an advantage, it will cause severe damage to the other party.
Just as a fire can be extinguished with water, and water can be completely evaporated, although both are relative, neither has absolute advantages and disadvantages.
After learning the fact that his strength was weaker than the other party, Carla's face was extremely ugly, and she immediately wanted to throw the spear in her hand, but it was too late!
The power of the [Sacred Mother] was directly transmitted to Karla's body through a spear made of magical power.
In just the instant of the arm where he first touched [Holy Mother] like a wax statue that was about to melt, its fur faded, its flesh and blood turned into mush and fell to the ground, falling to the ground, and even his bones make tremendous noise.
Karlla looked at the wound that was still spreading without hesitation. He endured the severe pain and used his other arm to pull out the full arm, as well as the blood and flesh from the nearby shoulder.
He was lucky enough to act decisively on his own.
Before the broken arm fell to the ground, Karla saw that it had turned into scorching blood.
A little inhaling the heat coming out of her, and Carla felt dizzy.
So quickly moved a few steps to the side.
But how could the besieger beside him let him go? The holy water and potions in their hands were specially spilled into his wounds. At first glance, they would beat the water dog so hard that he could only dodge and he felt very embarrassed. ... ⁇ �
turned his head and looked at the demon sheep head that was already heavily aggrieved.
Jim Wozzi raised the knight sword in his hand, looked at Richard Wozz, who was covered in scars in front of him, shook his head gently, and coaxed: "Uncle, please, I'll give you one last chance and stop doing useless work. Surrender !"
In fact, if not for his special instructions, Richard would have died under the siege of the soldiers, and would not be alive by now.
"Jem, as a father, I just want to save my daughter..."
Looking at the unchanging opponent, Jem sighed slightly: "It can't be saved. We all know that even if the devil saves her, it should be kept in a form that no one wants to see, unless it makes Senna more painful. . It has no meaning outside, for the devil himself is a kind of creature that has no good intentions towards humans."
After a bitter smile, the other party still said stubbornly: "Maybe .. but I still want to give it a try."
waved his hand to signal the person next to him to retreat. Jim took a step forward and put on a posture that belonged in the royal family's secret swordsmanship: "For the sake of state security, I can't give you a chance, sorry uncle.
But at least, I will let you die at my hands as a member of the royal family ..."
"Then I'll trouble you."
Richard was stunned for a moment, his face showed the same smile as before, and he put on the same posture.
Sword science and strength were the same, but Richard knew that he had no chance of winning from the start, as his injury did not allow him to win.
However, facing the intact Jim, Richard did not feel any problems with the behavior of others, but was very happy with his style.
Be careful and do not let your opponent have a chance.
is a suitable candidate for the king, at least better than himself, who is often indecisive.
After more than a dozen moves, Richard Watts smiled after seeing the sharp sword thrust into his body, and said in a voice that only he and Jem could hear: "Jem, "Jem, you're really good, for your father.your other uncles vaguely know a little about your death, they never blame you. Instead, they feel that you are doing the right thing. After all, Arles' mental state at the time was completely unreasonable and no longer suited to being king.
Its continued rule is meaningless unless it plunges the country into crisis.
Don't worry about their opinions, because even though they say nothing, but through your various actions, after seeing you with your own eyes to restore the decline of the kingdom, you will be able to do so, they are very satisfied with you and think you are going to be a good King!
As for your mother, you need not worry too much. No matter how much she hates you, she is your mother. He may hate you for ten years, and he will hate you for twenty years, but in the end he will still forgive you, so let go of his heart. Your load, come on..."
"...goodbye, uncle."
It gently helped Richard Woz close his eyes, and Jim Woz could not figure out what he was feeling.
It may be heavy, or it may be another mood. After all, he did not feel happy ...
Not far from Karla, with the death of Richard Woz, the fight is coming to an end.
It does not take long for the body to gradually fall into weakness as a large amount of holy water penetrates into the body through the wound.
it was finally pierced into the brain by a sharp sword through the eye sockets! �
Just when Safi and the others were celebrating loudly in the basement.
On a street corner not far from the Colosseum, a skinny little beggar opened his eyes from his deep sleep.
Looking towards them, he spat in disdain, and whispered: "A group of low-level beings, even their souls are indestructible, so are they worthy to kill me?"
When Karla was in the basement, it was clear that she was being watched by another creature!
The invisible gaze made him feel a fatal threat.
And Safi and the others added it again!
Therefore, he could only choose to act in dramas, and sneak away at the expense of most of his strength.
After moving this unfortunate body for a while, he got up and walked to the outskirts of the city, preparing to find a secluded place to regain his strength.
Just before he took a few steps, he was dumbfounded.
He felt as if he smelled a familiar smell!
It did not come from this body odor, but was kissed by his demonic soul.
Looking towards the sense, he saw a figure in the sky above his head, leaning on the moon, leaning against the clouds, watching him calmly, no fear, no disgust, no disgust, there was no joy in his eyes, some looked only at the indifference of insects.
Relying on the demon's vision, through the fake human appearance and the ridiculous of the opponent, after seeing the true nature of the intentions that were not hidden, Karla understood the identity of the opponent, and also understood who changed her magic circle, and understand more about something else.
That is, I will die...
Karla is very sure of this.