Chapter 1288 Confession
In the crowd not far away, Mo Jiawei frowned when he saw this, and whispered: "Boss, something is wrong. It is the Great Confession Technique, which has some mental control effects."
“The Holy Court has quite a few methods.”
Fang Heng said, licking his dry lips, and took out a scroll from his backpack, aiming the spell at Zhuo Lingfang .
Fortunately, Tang Mingyue gave him a lot of magic scrolls when he came, most of which were sacred scrolls.
After all, sacred scrolls can only be triggered through holy theology, and their popularity is very low.
Holy words!
“Boom!!!”
Zhuo Lingfang, who was half-kneeling on the ground, just opened her mouth to say something, when a golden holy light suddenly burst out in front of her, causing her to vomit. Blood flew out as he was knocked backwards.
Ed was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and suddenly looked up at Kalkila.
The people in the Holy Court are really crazy, how dare they attack in front of so many people?
Ed saw a moment of confusion on Kalkila's face, followed by incomparable fury.
No!
Ed suddenly understood.
He understands!
This attack was definitely not the work of Kalkila!
Someone is behind it!
That person is most likely Li Xue!
Ed's brain was working rapidly, and he immediately shouted: "No! They want to kill people and silence them! Stop him!"
Kalkila turned to look at Ed, his eyes almost lustful Spurting blood.
Kill and silence?
Have you ever seen someone murder someone like this?
Other players also came to their senses, and without giving Kalkila a chance to breathe, they shouted: "To be silenced in front of so many of us, we really think that our Mage Association is just at the mercy of others. Really!”
“Are we people from the Necromancy so easy to bully?”
A player fired an ice cone at the Holy Court at the signal of the team.
"Poof."
Invalid!
The low-level ice cone technique was easily blocked by the Holy Light Shield shrouded in the outer layer of the Holy Court. There was not even a ripple in the defensive barrier.
But this attack sounded the clarion call for attack!
Someone took the lead and threw more and more low-level spells towards the Holy Court group.
The holy light barrier absorbed a large number of spell attacks, and waves gradually emerged.
"Stop it! Let me handle it!"
Seeing that things were about to get out of control, Lord Chadwick turned blue and shouted to signal everyone to calm down temporarily and stop attacking.
He really didn’t want to get into such a tense situation with the Holy Court.
And the opponent is the Archbishop of the Holy Court. He is so powerful that even the empire has given him three points. Even if he uses all the strength of Linkliton City, he really can’t defeat him.
But the Holy Court is too bullying. Do you really think that his lord is fake?
The matter has come to this, if you can't beat him, you have to fight, otherwise he will become a talking point for other lords after dinner.
Taking a step back, he still has Tang Mingyue and Lord Fang Heng as his backing.
Just fight!
Chadwick made up his mind and looked at Kalkila, "Until the matter is investigated clearly, everyone in the Holy Court is asked to stay in the city for the time being!"
Kalkila looked over with a cold look on his face.
"Let me stay? Just you?"
Kalkila finally figured it out, these people were planning to frame him! Want to keep him here.
Karkila, who was loyal to Tang Mingyue, was obviously not a good person either.
“Then try it!”
The imperial guards and mage apprentices, whose emotions had been aroused to the extreme, felt that the Holy Court had gone too far.
"Boom! Boom!"
Without waiting for Chadwick's order, a large number of spells once again hit Kalkila's open shield.
Unfortunately, most of the attacks were small spells from low-level mages, which were in vain as soon as they came into contact with the holy light barrier.
Many of the accompanying lords also joined the battle.
The Holy Court lacked flying skills and it was a bit troublesome to evacuate quickly, so they simply stayed where they were.
Karkila nodded to a few people, and the two inquisitors began to use sacred transfer, preparing to teleport several people to a distance through teleportation spells.
“Oops, they want to run away!”
“Interrupt their spellcasting! Don’t let them escape!”
Seeing the movements of the Holy Court, several a player yelled.
Everyone in the Mage Association accelerated their spell bombardment.
However, the fine spells fell on the Holy Light Shield like scratching an itch, unable to cause substantial damage to it at all.
Mo Jiawei watched anxiously from a distance and whispered: "Fang Heng, what should we do? These people can't stop them."
"Yeah."
Fang Heng snorted slightly, but his eyes were always staring at the golden scepter in Kaljila's hand.
A very familiar scepter.
He had seen it once before when he sealed the protophage in the underground palace.
There is no doubt that this scepter has great power.
And it is very likely that he also has the ability to deal with the demons of the abyss.
Fang Heng measured the fighting power between the two sides.
It is almost impossible to kill the Archbishop in the current state.
You must take advantage of the opponent's weakness to kill him with the help of the power of the vampires and the ultimate move Eternal Moon.
Since you can’t beat it, then settle for the next best thing.
You can find a way to snatch the scepter away. If you succeed...
A flash of greed flashed in Fang Heng's eyes.
A very greedy action plan was quickly constructed in Fang Heng's mind.
The plan is very rough and there will probably be accidents.
But the current time limit does not allow Fang Heng to think more about perfection.
"Old Mo, wait a minute. I will find a way to seize the scepter during the chaos, and then I will retreat immediately. You will find a way to meet up with Ed and the others and tell them my intentions, don't worry about me."
“Well, okay.”
Mo Jiawei agreed and quickly disappeared into the crowd behind him.
Not far away, Lord Blount, who was eating melon and watching, saw that the Mage Association had already taken action. He couldn't help but whispered: "Now the Holy Court has stolen our home, and now even no one can stop it. If this is spread, people will laugh at it. Help them and teach the Holy Court a lesson. "
Qibo nodded and understood Lord Blount. meaning.
Swift! !
A few seconds later, a cold light flashed from the crowd.
“Click!!!”
The long sword gently landed on the holy light barrier, making a crisp sword cry.
Karkila's complexion changed slightly and he stared at the visitor.
The Imperial Sword Master Qibo.
"Kakakaka!!!"
With the tip of the sword as a point, fine cracks spread rapidly to the surroundings!
Boom! !
The golden barrier burst open, turning into golden fragments and splashing out in all directions!
Qibo immediately retreated away from the attack.
Damn it!
Kalkila looked at the dark figure that was leaving quickly.
I can no longer care about him.
The holy light shield was shattered, and more fine and small spells were blasted towards the people in the Holy Court.
A gloom flashed in Kalkila's eyes.
"Archbishop!"
Malefielle shouted anxiously.
Holy transfer requires a period of time to prepare for continuous casting. Once interrupted, it will take more time to regroup.
“Leave it to me.”
Domain spell, Holy Word-Cult!
Kalkila struck the ground heavily with the staff in his hand and cast the spell again. Dark golden light quickly enveloped the surroundings!
(End of this chapter)