Chapter 915 Long-Awaited

The dead, the sound of mourning, mourns the heaven and the earth.

The dead man stared into his eyes and his mind was shaken.

Under the [Gaze of the Dead], the defenseless Bulwer was pulled into the [Fear Illusion]. Under Kieran's level I mental impact, Bulwer's body trembled.

The torturer protected his followers from collapsing and having their heads exploded under Kieran's mental shock.

But the sword thrust out by Bulwer was irresistible.

Because, at the same moment, Qin Ran not only activated [Gaze of the Dead].

And... [Sword Skill. Ten Thousand Snakes]!

Hiss!

All the snakes are neighing.

A poisonous snake with a small horn roars at the moon.

Bulwer, who was mentally judged again, stiffened.

The sharp cold light stopped in front of Qin Ran's neck, unable to move even an inch.

But Kieran's toe kicked Bulwer's abdomen hard.

boom!

With the muffled sound of a cowhide being hit, Bulwer was not kicked away. An unknown and powerful defensive force field protected the high priest.

This was not beyond Kieran's expectation.

In fact, Kieran would feel strange if there was no such defense.

The second kick, which followed him casually and like a shadow, hit him directly.

And with this kick, the powerful defensive field collapsed.

Snapped!

With the sound of breaking glassware, Kieran kicked one after another, one faster than the other, one heavier than the other, and landed on Bulwer one after another.

The shadows of legs, layer upon layer, densely enveloped Bulwer's body.

Click, click!

The sound of broken bones continued to sound, but Qin Ran had no intention of stopping. The moment all his legs were retracted, a sharp energy shot out of the air.

The half-moon-shaped energy swept through Bulwer's body like a guillotine.

puff!

Bulwer's head flew high.

Golden light appeared on the other party's body.

Qin Ran picked up the patented product and turned around to leave without even looking at the high priests in the corner.

It wasn't until Qin Ran left for a moment that the high priests seemed to have come back to their senses and looked at each other in confusion.

"Amazing kicks, and..."

"Terrible technique!"

After a moment of silence, the high priest of the Temple of Valor took a deep breath and said.

The surrounding high priests nodded.

The combination of [Besika Kick Technique], [Hundred Fire Kick Technique] and [Kick Knife Technique] secretly surprised the high priests who had never seen this kind of kick technique before.

But compared with [Gaze of the Dead] [Sword Skill. Ten Thousand Snakes], it is nothing.

"Silent, unaware decision***!"

"The Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Sin are in trouble!"

"I hope they don't have a bad time!"

The high priest of the Temple of Love looked at the direction in which Qin Ran was leaving. After speaking calmly, he turned around and disappeared.

The surrounding high priests were stunned.

Some are confused about the meaning of the words of the high priest of the Temple of Love.

Some are thoughtful.

However, no one stayed, and the battle here was over.

Of course they don't need to stay.

Of course, they would also watch the battle that took place in the Temple of Thorns - in another way.

Everyone disappeared in an instant.

Everyone focused on the Temple of Thorns.

They look forward to what happens next.

As the chief priest of the Temple of Sin, Fars felt this situation immediately.

Bowing his head to pray, Fars' body trembled as he was illuminated by the torturer's spiritual light, and even a ripple appeared in the torturer's spiritual light.

The ripples immediately attracted Barry on the opposite side.

"Did your plan fail?"

"Our knight commander is not that easy to deal with!"

Barry raised his head and said with a smile.

"You'd better worry about yourself!"

"Once Slotu fails, it will be your death!"

"And he definitely won't last long!"

Fals sneered.

Just like what the chief priest of the Temple of Sin said.

Slotu, the High Priest of Thorns, could not hold on for long.

Under the siege of the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Fortune, the high priest fell completely at a disadvantage. The priest's robe that should have been neat and tidy was already in tatters.

Traces of blood appeared faintly.

There was an unconcealable fatigue in his old face.

But he gritted his teeth and blocked it.

Because, Slotu knew that once he retreated.

The Temple of Thorns is finished!

Therefore, he cannot retreat.

Also, don’t dare to retreat!

He couldn't imagine the terrible consequences if he stepped back.

God's mercy is only for his believers.

For believers of other gods, it is as cold as severe winter.

Even the gods who were originally from the south and the city of Navia are the same.

When the Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Sin appeared at the same time, Slotu knew what the other party wanted.

Exterminate the Temple of Thorns!

Deprive Lady Thorn of her priesthood, destroy her godhood, and pull Lady Thorn off the altar.

Not only Slotu knew it, but Barry knew it too.

Therefore, the two worked hard.

Without borrowing the power of the Lady of Thorns, the two set out to burn their own lives.

The two of them knew very well that borrowing Lady Thorn's power at this time would only make that kind lady worse.

What they have to do is not to cause trouble for the lady.

Let the lady focus on the torturer and the lady of fortune.

only……

Judging from the current situation, it is not optimistic.

Both the Lady of Fortune and the Torturer lent extra power to their followers, suppressing the two burning men.

Before, both of them were already in despair.

They knew where the no-show Bulwer had gone.

Although they were very confident about Ryan's strength, facing that guy, the two of them didn't think Ryan could win. This was not a matter of confidence, but because Bulwell was too prestigious.

Facing such Bulwer, young Ryan may have a chance in the future, but not now!

But no one thought of it!

Things actually took a turn for the better!

Ryan actually won!

Victory over Bulville!

Laughter came from the injured Slotu's mouth.

The high priest swept away the previous decline, and the scarlet, smoke-like air flow surrounded the high priest, making the high priest's power and speed increase exponentially.

The long sword in his hand struck back like the wind against the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Wealth.

"From there to here, with the speed of our knight commander, about five minutes is enough!"

"And five minutes..."

"We can hold on!"

Barry's voice was deep and powerful, and his body was covered with a mist-like scarlet color similar to Slotu. He used his own life to provide the final blessing to his old friend.

As for the consequences of doing so?

He will welcome death calmly.

"Old friends, let's meet in the Kingdom of God!"

After Barry said his last words in this world, his whole body shone brightly.

The light rushed towards Slotu like a waterfall.

Feeling the surge of power in his body, the High Priest of Thorns did not turn his head to look at his old friend. He focused on facing the two opponents.

The corners of his eyes were moist.

he growled.

"wait for me!"

hum!

The scarlet power turned into a hurricane and soared into the sky. Slotu seemed to be dyed red with blood. The long sword in his hand weaved sword nets one after another, attracting the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Fortune. And the priest of the Temple of Sin was locked up firmly.

"Work together to surround and kill him!"

"Otherwise, when that guy arrives, we will be considered a complete failure!"

Fars growled.

But he couldn't give more blessings to the two people around him.

Although he has the aura of a torturer in his body, he knows what the plan is, so he doesn't dare to borrow more power from the torturer.

The same is true for the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Wealth.

They dare not wantonly borrow the power of the gods they believe in at this time.

Torturer, Lady Fortune vs. Lady Thorns.

Two against one, it should be a sure thing.

But in order to make this plan more secure, it is doomed not to borrow the power of the torturer and Ms. Fortune.

As for desperate efforts?

How can they be willing to work hard when they are already sure of winning?

In particular, when they are very clear about what changes will occur after victory, they are even more unwilling to sacrifice themselves for no reason.

Time passed minute by minute.

One minute.

Two minutes.

three minutes.

Slotu's sword power continued unabated.

Four minutes.

five minutes.

Slotu's sword movement was slightly slower.

Although he was still oppressing the three reserved high priests and chief priests, Slotu knew that he couldn't hold on for long.

But why hasn't Ryan shown up yet?

Could it be...

Bad guesses began to arise in the mind of the high priest.

"It seems that the knight commander, whom you have placed high hopes on, defeated Bulville, but it was only a miserable victory!"

Fars narrowed his eyes and said.

"A tragic victory?"

"Maybe both sides will suffer losses!"

"At this time, he is already dead on the way!"

The words of the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Wealth were even more vicious.

The three of them were disrupting and disintegrating Slotu's will.

To be able to become the High Priest of the Temple of Thorns, there is no doubt that Slotu is determined.

But at this time, this clumsy way, with the passage of time, seems to have really worked.

Slotu's sword movement became slower and slower.

The eyes of the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Wealth and the chief priest of the Temple of Sin lit up.

They know the harvest time has come.

And just then!

hum!

On the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Wealth, the aura belonging to the lady of wealth suddenly disappeared in a rapid tremor.

The high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Wealth was stunned.

Before they knew what was happening, a sword light flashed past.

Without the blessing of Lady Fortune, their strength and speed were greatly reduced, and they were unable to dodge the sword.

Two heads flew high into the sky.

Fals looked at the deaths of two comrades in the same camp. He didn't think about revenge at all, but quickly distanced himself from Slotu.

what happened?

The chief priest of the Temple of Sin asked loudly in his heart.

Not only the chief priest of the Temple of Sin, but also the high priests and chief priests who were watching here were all filled with curiosity in their hearts.

Only Slotu didn't.

He didn't know what was going on.

But he knew the opportunity was rare.

Kill the opponent!

With this belief, Slotu rushed straight towards Fals.

The battle continues.

But the people watching here have no interest in continuing to watch. They only know that the balance of victory is beginning to tilt, but where is it tilting?

They know nothing.

Fortunately, the knights of their respective knights soon brought accurate news: the Temple of Fortune was on fire!

…

"The Temple of Wealth is on fire?"

"Could it be..."

The high priest of the Brave Temple was stunned when he got the news. Then, he thought of something and immediately stood up from his seat, his expression changing continuously.

"It's really unexpected!"

"How bold!"

The High Priest of the Temple of Valor sighed.

…

"Mortals become gods."

"There should be mortals who slaughter gods."

"Very good, very good."

The high priest of the Temple of Love knelt in front of a crystal ball and whispered softly.

…

"Hahaha!"

"This is the real warrior!"

"Be fearless of everything!"

The high priest of the War Temple laughed heartily.

…

The high priests who received the news were all surprised and had different expressions.

But the High Priest of the Temple of the Hunter is the most special.

The tall, strong middle-aged man glanced at Horace, who was still slightly pale but conscious, and gave the order directly.

"Go to support the Temple of Thorns!"

…

The unusual movements in the Hunter Temple immediately attracted the attention of several surrounding temples.

They watched as the Hunter Knights advanced toward the Temple of Thorns.

Then, he silently glanced at the still burning Temple of Fortune.

Some continued to remain silent.

Some followed behind the Hunter Temple and acted together.

However, these have nothing to do with Qin Ran for the time being.

After killing Bulwer, Kieran went straight to the temple area according to his plan.

It is different from the rescue that everyone thinks.

Qin Ran planned to surround Wei and save Zhao.

Or, to put it more simply, he wants to pull the trigger!

He chose the Temple of Wealth!

Not only is it because the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Fortune must bring most of the priests and deacons to the Temple of Thorns, but the Knights have also been completely wiped out by him, and there will definitely not be too many priests and deacons left.

The strength is very empty.

Also because the Temple of Fortune is located on the edge of the temple area, very close to him.

Kill all the way!

With lightning speed, Qin Ran rushed into the core of the Temple of Fortune and stood in front of the statue of Lady Fortune.

Then, jump.

Woo!

[Arrogant Words] With a scalp-numbing whistling sound, he directly cut off the head of the statue of Lady Fortune.

As the head of the statue of Lady Fortune was cut off, [Arrogant Words] buzzed continuously, and the strange purple color continued to flow, becoming more and more intense.

But Qin Ran didn't notice this at all.

His eyes had already been attracted by a figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The light shines.

The figure's face is completely unclear.

But the aura it brought made Qin Ran unsteady and staggered back.

"It's indeed a clone!"

Although he kept retreating, Kieran's eyes were fixed on the figure in front of him, and his keen perception kept telling him how powerful the opponent was.

But when facing the real gods, it is not as invincible as the natural chasm.

Everything was as he expected!

Even with the help of the torturer, when facing Lady Thorns, Lady Fortune would not be able to focus all her attention on him, an ant.

One clone is the other person's limit.

And this clone...

This is his long-awaited goal!

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