Chapter 262: Capture of the Holy City

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At this moment, a large number of light ball clones rushed towards the Holy City of Kasili, breaking through the white stone slabs on the ground with a roar, and wandering around the Holy City like fish. Oh my god, what are these things?

The priest next to him was thrown to the ground by the ball of light. He looked at the flying ball of light and was shocked. Suddenly, the priest and the templar were startled when they suddenly saw thousands of light balls breaking through the floor and flying out. The templars guarding the entrance were only slightly stunned, and immediately stepped forward to help the fallen priest and asked: What's wrong?

The priest's face was full of horror and he pointed at the light balls hovering in the air. The templar warriors looked up at the light balls. Although they were shocked by these weird things, they adhered to their responsibilities and their own strength and immediately pulled out their swords without saying a word. The sword releases sacred magic, causing the cross sword in his hand to emit white light. He is the first to step forward and kill these unknown objects that suddenly break into the sanctuary.

Just hearing a cry, the Templars immediately protected the frightened priest, raised their swords, and roared towards the ball of light wandering in the air. But this move was tantamount to playing into Paladin's hands, hovering over the Holy City at this moment. The ball of light suddenly stopped. Those who were watching in shock, including the priest and the Templar who rushed forward, had no time to react. The ball of light immediately drew an arc and hit the forehead of the Templar who rushed forward.

There was a pop, and the Templar's progress suddenly stopped, and he fell to his knees on the ground, letting out a heart-rending scream. The priest who was watching on the side suddenly saw the ball of light moving like a bug on his face with pain. The templar's face was drilled hard, but the screams stopped at the next moment. The light balls drilled into the warrior's head one after another, and the warrior's originally painful expression had become numb. His eyes flashed with golden light and suddenly slowly stood up

Hey, what's wrong? The priest and the warriors looked at each other. One of them stepped forward boldly and asked cautiously from two meters away. But at that moment, the warrior, who had been drilled into his mind by the ball of light, rushed forward at an unimaginable speed. The samurai came forward and easily grabbed his neck, lifted his feet off the ground, and lifted him in the air. What are you doing? Let me go.

Feeling the terrifying force in his colleague's hand, the caught samurai felt like a chicken caught by a lion, unable to move under the force. At this moment, the priests looked at this scene in horror. They all let out a low cry and saw densely packed light balls floating in the air. One of them suddenly flew down quickly and hit the warrior's facade.

Just like in the replay, the samurai also let out a scream and stopped. The samurai loosened his grip and the samurai suddenly stood firmly on the ground. For a moment, the onlookers' eyes flashed with panic as if they had realized something. Only then did they see this person. The face of the warrior turned out to be as calm and cruel as the former. His eyes exuded a cold golden light. Inos, have you abandoned us?

One of the priests in purple clothes was holding a cross and muttering desperately to himself. The warriors who heard these words suddenly shouted in unison. At the same time, the voices could not be heard clearly as men and women, and even the gender could not be sensed: Human beings should not look at gods with your eyes. The gods will not care about your life or death. As soon as he finished speaking, the warrior suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the priest and others: The holy city of Kasiri is mine.

As soon as he finished speaking, the light balls wandering in the air suddenly flew around and rushed towards the priests and warriors who were hiding in corners or trying to escape. I saw a large ball of light hitting the peaceful place of the Holy City, and immediately there was a burst of sound. The screams of the Knights Templar first became clones and encouraged the invasion. Thousands of warriors in large numbers drew their cross swords in an attempt to kill these strange balls of light.

However, whether it is a sword or a magic bean, the ball of light has no effect. It is just a childish and ridiculous children's toy. When thousands of clones with enough power to be a wizard settled down, the holy city has fallen into the hands of Paladin. The priests who thought they were hiding in corners or alleys were without exception found by the all-pervasive light ball and immediately snatched it into another clone. Some people who thought they were smart closed themselves behind the door and locked it, but the light ball was reckless. Breaking through the iron gate and grabbing another clone...,

However, within half an hour, most of the Holy City had turned into clones. At this time, the underground tribunal had just received the swordsmiths and executor judges who had been attacked by the enemy above and began to equip weapons and armor one by one. At this moment, a ball of light suddenly shot out from the floor and flew towards the unprepared executive officer and others.

A burst of screams immediately echoed in the intricate tribunal. Those executives who were lucky enough to escape the attack of the light ball immediately subconsciously chopped off the light ball with their backhand sword. However, in despair, the light ball only touched the light ball, causing a burst of sparks to follow the sword blade. Climbing all the way and covering the executive officer's face violently, what should I do? What should I do? Master Craftsman, have the enemies already attacked the Inquisition?

At this moment, frightening screams are faintly heard outside the alchemy-sealed door in Sword of Dawn. Swordsmiths, look at me, look at you, your faces are all pale. In such a helpless situation, they all subconsciously Placing their hopes on the leader, the craftsman Paladin, the craftsman Paladin just looked at these frightened swordsmiths silently, and came to the closed door of Alchemy without saying a word. Suddenly he opened his hand and urged Alchemy to open it. door

Master Craftsman, what are you doing? Are you crazy? You can't open it. When they saw the door open, everyone was so frightened that they immediately stepped forward to stop it. However, Paladin turned around silently and looked at these people and slowly said: You are mine. A large number of light balls swarmed in from behind Paladin, and another scream echoed in the referee's court.

At this moment, there are a large number of priests and warriors in the Holy City with calm and indifferent expressions. Their eyes are exuding cold golden light. The crowds of people are walking step by step onto the bridge leading to St. Peter's Basilica. The Castel Sant'Angelo guarding the bridge also opens with a rumble. The people inside the gate were also priests, executioners and inquisitors with golden eyes. Of course, Corleone was also standing silently aside at this moment.

The fifty templars and the remaining eleven cardinals who were the last guards in front of the steps of St. Peter's Basilica were sitting there to make the final resistance. As the bishops chanted the forbidden spell level that almost no one could cast. North's Embrace was unleashed, and a huge human figure of white light appeared above St. Peter's Cathedral. He crossed his hands to protect the church. Those light balls were all bounced away by the white arms and could not move forward an inch.

What should we do, even if we use the forbidden spell, we can't protect it for long. A cardinal and red archbishop next to him said this, but everyone was silent. At this moment, the thousands of clones merged into a large flow of people and came to Naino. Before thinking of guarding the magical stairs, he suddenly stopped. Standing in front of the stairs, a Cardinal Red Archbishop looked at the cold golden eyes and suddenly stared at them and shouted: Don't torture these poor lambs anymore. Dark and despicable guy. Why do you use them as puppets to hold strings and don't dare to face us with your true colors?

But as soon as the unexpected Archbishop's words fell, a voice that could not tell the difference between male and female voices came slowly from heaven and earth: Dark and despicable bugs are bugs that can never understand the vision of an eagle (to be continued) If you like this work, welcome Please vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation)