Occupying a corner of the city, the mages of the tower, with two diametrically opposed moods, fanaticism and calmness, raised their staffs and chanted incantations quickly and accurately.

As they chanted incantations with great enthusiasm, the elemental pools began to bloom with dazzling brilliance.

Following the energy pipeline in the mage tower, the energy in the elemental pool flowed to the leyline nodes, and the divine power channels that supported the 'Holy City' were cut off by spells commonly known as the 'God-killing Spell'.

Whether it is 'virtual' or 'real', all 'divine power' is cut off by this spell.

The priests of the Goddess of Fortune felt that their faith was clouded with a fog, and at this time, they could no longer perceive the presence of their goddess!

The divine power contained in the Holy City was blocked by the power of this 'ritual spell', and the mages formed several circles, intending to witness the power of the 'god-killing weapon' that had been restored by their own hands.

This is the first time since the Great War more than 800 years ago, and it may not be as good as the original in some respects, but this is 'arming the gods', and from the very beginning, they have not made any cuts or modifications to 'that point', except for 'that point', and they are not confident to improve it.

"Witness ......"

"Our Miracle ......"

"The 'miracle' of mortals!"

Although they knew that this operation was not to kill the gods, they still waited with joy for the results.

Because those four sets of 'god-killing weapons' are their masterpieces, after this battle, their fame will resound throughout the continent!

Cervantes waited for the two legends to fade - don't get me wrong, he's not a guy who likes to be 'dignified', but he just wants the others to know how far they are from him!

"Arrogance!"

The first thing the two legends who were originally imprisoned by divine power and unable to control their bodies was the word 'arrogance' after they were freed from their imprisonment.

The roar of the two legends in unison shook the entire temple, and the temple reinforced by divine power still had extraordinary defensive power, but the goddess of wealth could not use even the slightest bit of divine power.

Even if he is as quiet as Serrano the Mountain, he has the pride of being a legend in his heart, but now, he is looked down upon - the black dragon, known for his 'sinister cunning', did not attack them when they were imprisoned.

Outrageous?!

With a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, the mountain, which was more adept at defense, charged forward, his burly body looked a little more muscular than the humanoid Cervantes, but his speed was not as slow as others thought.

Serrano slammed through the air in front of him, creating a strong wind that swept through the chapel, making it difficult to open his eyes.

Tong!

Wind! Gale! Gale Wind!

The heavy shield collided with the fist, Serrano's roar was deafening, and the black dragon's wild laughter was even more shocking-

Cervantes' feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, and even if his fist and shield collided, his tall body never bent down, and his straight fist was like a spear!

On the contrary, it was the legendary 'mountain' who was good at defense, and at the moment when he collided with Cervantes with his bare hands with his shield, he still took half a step backwards to block the powerful power of the black dragon, but he already felt his arm tingle.

Serrano clenched his teeth, his body leaned back slightly, the shield was already erected in front of him, but he also felt for the first time that the shield in front of him did not bring him even the slightest sense of security!

An arc of silver crescent moon silently crossed the space, and the sharp horn at one end pierced Cervantes's side waist, as silent as the shadow under the moon.

Boom!

Sparks sparked between the three fingers of his left hand and the silver-white blade, and the half-dragon Cervantes squeezed the sword in Figoro's hand tightly and gave him a hideous smile.

"Kill him!!"

Reaping from his shock, Bishop Atlan pointed at Wade and gave a decisive order.

At the same time, he began to 'pray' and channel the 'Holy Power', and as soon as the surrounding priests took the second step, his divine spell was cast!

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Bite!

"Hah!"

Wade laughed, as soon as the magic fell, it was already blocked by the magic talisman on his body, and then a person suddenly jumped out of his shadow and landed in front of him.

The man wore a full-body armor similar to Serrano and Figoro, but lighter and more agile.

Cervantes threw a sweeping kick at Serrano, causing Serrano to bend his knees slightly and kick Serrano's shield, causing Serrano, who was able to withstand the dragon's tail blow, to take three steps back.

Figoro, who was pulling out the short sword from his waist, saw this drastic change in his face, but before he could let go of the hilt, the black dragon in front of him let go of the blade, and Figoro, who was still trying to pull the blade out of Cervantes's hand just now, had a momentary flaw because of the excessive force-

'Damn!'

Figoro stepped back, but what appeared in front of him was an arm whose muscles had swelled and made his clothes crack, and at the very end of the arm was a fist!

Boom!

Figoro was knocked out of the way and slammed into the walls of the chapel.

Whew-

Cervantes turned around and kicked away the hammer that had been slamming into the back of his head, and he saw the shocked face of the tall, burly warrior behind the hammer.

"Hah!"

Then the recoil, the black dragon's tail cut a semicircle in the air, and slammed into the face of the warrior behind him, causing the warrior's head to fly to the other side of the chapel with a burly body.

Boom!

Another person was embedded in the wall, and Cervantes did not stop, and he took two steps in three steps and rushed in front of Serrano.

"Drink!"

Serrano had already thrown away his obstructive sword, his hands holding his heavy shield ready to meet the black dragon's attack.

But no!

Cervantes leaped to his feet, stepped on Serrano's shield, and jumped over his head.

The wanderer who emerged from Wade's shadow felt the murderous aura behind him, and without thinking or hesitating, he pulled out the power of the shadows, turning into a shadow curtain that protected him and Wade.

"Roar!"

Heat poured out of Cervantes' throat, and fiery dragon's breath rained down from the sky, setting the carpet and surrounding benches on fire, and even the two of them hiding under the shadow curtain could feel the heat outside.

The clergy who were charging towards Wade suddenly stopped before the flames, and the 'monsters' that could only 'destroy' were devouring the carpet beneath their feet and the benches beside them, causing them to take a few steps back in a panic.

A few wisps of fireworks leaked from between his teeth, and Cervantes spread his wings to protect him and the goddess of fortune, his left hand wrapped around the shoulders of the goddess of fortune, and held her in his arms.

The black dragon with the head of the dragon looked at the embarrassed warriors and sneered, "Is this all you have to do?"

Latinia sneered at the ten-foot-tall half-dragon in her arms, squinting at the three warriors and a wanderer surrounding Wade in the middle.

Although this is only an incarnation now, and it is impossible to have too much divine power, compared to Wade, who is completely a burden, she can still resist a little in the face of those few warriors who have put on the 'god-killing armament'.

But she didn't expect Wade to ...... No, there could be others - it was amazing that they were able to gather four legends to deal with themselves.

"Can't wait any longer......"

Serrano didn't feel humiliated, his mind was still like a borough well, and being teased by Cervantes couldn't make his composure ripple at all.

"The other cardinals and popes should be on their way......"

In the midst of the flames, 'a mountain' rose, and the gravity was so strong that even the beating flames were suppressed by a few points.

The 'God-Slayer Armament' had been covered, and the heavy black-gray plate armor had clinged to Serrano's body, and the heavy shield in his hand, which was as huge as a door panel, had been crossed in front of Serrano.

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