"Bang!"

When the dull explosion sounded shaking throughout the hall, strong fire waves and shocks immediately swept around like storms, blowing the counters with precious exhibitions together with glass, hitting the wall one after another, causing bursts of crisp sounds.

This attack of a powerful bomb is no less powerful than that of a powerful bomb, and naturally comes from the Roman Orthodox Church.

I saw that Olete and a group of monks appeared at the door of the hall at some point.

Olete stood among the monks.

The monks surrounded Olete as if they were protecting him.

The number of monks is about thirty.

If there is a magician who is proficient in magic here, it can be seen that these monks are not just protecting Olete, and their rankings are like exquisite formations, forming a pattern.

Under such circumstances, the magic fluctuations that emerged from monks not only converged very harmoniously, but even circulated with each other. Finally, they all gathered on Olete, giving the entire team a perfect magic cycle.

Obviously, the Roman Orthodox people are working together to use a large-scale technique.

And the center of this large-scale technique is Oret.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Olete's face looked ugly.

There are two reasons.

One was that Olete had never expected that he had been confident in his plan to kill the invaders, but not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but he arranged the entire exhibition hall and turned the exhibition hall into an amazing fortress. All the techniques of breaking through so easily and allowing the enemy to invade here.

Even if due to the exhibition, this is not the territory of the Roman Orthodox Church, and the techniques that can be set are limited and cannot reach the highest level of protection. Even so, this is not something that can be captured by a magician.

The protection here is a scale that "the magician troops with more than a thousand hostile forces cannot be broken by them."

Therefore, Olete was confident that he could torture the invaders before.

However, the result is that all surgical protections are easily compromised.

Whether it is the confrontation, defense, hinder or barrier, they are all broken.

This kind of thing made Olete lose his calmness and confidence directly.

Another reason is the scene in front of you.

"Are you finally coming out?"

Even though he was hit by a magic that was enough to cause a terrible explosion, his whole body was still unscathed. He was wearing a black body and wearing a mask on his face and stood in the fire waves, and his body was filled with dazzling starlight. He completely ignored the roasting of the flames around him, raised his eyes and watched.

"!"

In this moment, all the people of the Roman Orthodox Church, including Olete, felt their hearts tightly pinched by an invisible hand, and a deadly chill burst out.

Under the eyes of the magic eyes that flashed with ice blue rainbow light.

Olete's face changed immediately.

"Does the spiritual magic use "eyes" as the medium to motivate?!"

It seems that Olete treats the horror of death brought by the Death Demon Eye as a magic of spiritual attack.

So Orete ordered without hesitation.

"Quick! Construction method!"

Upon hearing this, the monks around him immediately raised the cross they wore in front of him and began to sing spells.

"Buzz!"

The trembling sound of the air sounded.

The strong magic fluctuations appeared on the monks one by one.

The next second, a faint fluorescence covered everyone.

The fluorescent light, combined with the formation of the monks, just formed a solid cross shield.

At the same time, Olete also began to sing without hesitation.

"cavalry".

That was the name of the technique that Olete and his monks were using.

The Cross religion was a religion that once dominated the entire Europe, allowing the faith of the Cross religion to take root on this continent, and even today it still has a great influence.

In that era, people even believed that the Cross religion was like a cavalry, setting foot on every piece of soil in Europe.

This technique is extended from such rumors.

This technique must be jointly activated by a bishop and thirty monks.

Once activated, the magic powers of all the people who constitute the art will be circulated with each other, not only can they be borrowed from each other, but they can also be solidified to form the "spear" and "shield" of the cavalry.

"Spear" is the flash of light just now, with amazing destructive power and enough to penetrate the city wall.

"Shield" is a protective technique that covers everyone's body, which is enough to block dozens of missiles without any injury, and even drive away various abnormal states.

It is precisely because of this technique that Oret and his subordinates were entrusted with the important task of protecting the original scriptures of the Demonic Taoist Book and conducting missionary actions in exhibition halls in foreign countries.

In addition, as the bishop of the Roman Orthodox Church, Olete is proficient in various protection, hindering, facing and attacking techniques, and cooperates with his monks, which is enough to build a magic fortress in a short time. So far, he has never been taken away by any hostile force.

In the past, even if Oret did not rely on the magic system that formed the fortress, he could ravage the enemy until death with the "cavalry" technique alone, and even made great contributions to annihilation of a magical association.

Even if Fang Li faces such a powerful technique, he will probably have to fall into a hard battle.

If there is no devil's eyes.

"choke!"

The knife lights up.

"Bang!"

The magical glory that flashed on Oret and his monks was shattered like glass.

"Varied…?!"

Headed by Olete, all the people of the Roman Orthodox Church changed drastically.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"

The next moment, several sword lights passed by monks who had no time to react.

"Puchi pudchi pudchi!"

Under the sound of slashing, the monks who formed the "shield" were swept by a shocking slash that was completely uncapturable, as if they were hit by an invisible sickle weasel, and a bright red blood light suddenly appeared.

There was no time to scream.

Even my pupils didn't have time to widen.

All the monks ruined their lives without any pain.

Accompanied by the blood, it fell slowly.

In the end, Olete was left alone, standing there.

No.

To be more precise, it should be said that he was choked and hung up with pain on his face, pressing it on a pillar.

"Gu...um..."

Olete could only hold the powerful hand that grabbed his neck tightly, his eyes protruded outward, and his face was full of pain and hideousness at the person in front of him.

Looking at the invader who could not see clearly in front of him, with only a pair of ice-blue magic eyes flashing in the darkness.

"Who are you…!"

This is Olete's last question.

This is the only answer we received.

"The one who kills you."

The murder weapon crossed Oret's throat.

Let the blood sprinkle on the ground.

Here, the famous Roman Orthodox army was killed.
Chapter completed!