"Wanted?" Night was a little angry and impatient, "The wanted criminal you said is inside, but I want to ask first, you can break down the walls of other people's houses at will in order to arrest people?" And destroy such a large area of woods? ”

"This ...... We are also forced to do so, as long as the two of us hand over that group of people, the church will compensate for all the losses today! They will also be forever friends of the church! The chief knight threw an olive branch to the night and the "magician".

"No need!" Night decisively rejected the chief knight, "We won't hand over those people to you!" I advise you to get out of here! Also, revoke that ridiculous wanted warrant! ”

In a small corner of the city, trees grow unscrupulously on both sides of the dilapidated paths, and at odds with the towering, noisy steel forest not far away, here is their last piece of pure land. The old church, which has fallen into disrepair, sits at the end of the path, and in the passage of time, only a small half of the cross on the roof remains, praying to the sky for light. Behind the man in the white cloak was a handsome young man, and on the golden cross on the chest of the two of them, a mighty dragon was unusually entrenched.

"The Godfather...... Yes! No, teacher, what are we doing all the way here? The young man looked at the dilapidated church in front of him and was puzzled, under the rapid improvement of materials and the rapid development of science and technology, people's beliefs have long been less firm than before, similar abandoned churches can be seen everywhere in the world, he understands why his teacher brought himself here from afar.

Visit? Not like.

Renovating churches? It's even more unlikely, my teacher hasn't been idle to this extent.

The man under the white cloak was silent, looking at the church, a strangely shaped white bird landed on the broken cross at the top of the church, and the young man looked fixedly, the white bird looked like a dove, but it didn't seem to be the same.

Shiratori seemed to sense the young man's curious gaze, flapped his wings and flew to the back of the church.

"Here we are." The man's tone under the white cloak was a little nervous and a little excited, and he carefully sorted out his cloak, carefully swept away every grain of dust on his body, and helped the boy carefully tidy up his appearance.

"Come in with me, don't talk nonsense." The man took a deep breath and walked solemnly towards the church.

"Those people are repeat offenders of the church, defend them, are you going to be enemies of the church?" The Templar chief made the final confirmations to the "magician" and the night, if he could, he really didn't want to mess with the two mysterious masters in front of him, but the monster was inside, and in order to strangle the danger in the cradle, he and the elite of the church behind him would not back down if he really had to fight.

The "magician" kept a smile on his face, but in the eyes of the Templar chief at this time, his smile did not give people a bright and kind feeling, "You are really stubborn, I said, let you go back, in case you provoke this black-faced evil star next to me, it is not a joke." ”

The Templar chief raised the cavalry spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed at the night, and the knights behind him followed him to make a posture ready to charge, the movements were uniform, no one was fast, no one was slow, more than a dozen knights were the same person, if someone who had never seen a big scene was here, just seeing the formation of the knights, the fighting spirit would be worn out by more than half.

"I've got that monster, and all her companions, I'm going to take it back with my own hands and send it to the Inquisition!" The Templar chief's whole body shone with golden light, a thick mane grew on his neck, his fingers grew several times larger, his claws rubbed against the spear in a piercing tone, and with a haughty roar, the Templar's handsome face turned into a lion.

Behind the Knights, the Templars used their abilities, and for a while, the artificial lake was crowded with beasts in golden armor, mixed with many hand-to-hand combat experts such as stone men, fire men, and metal men.

"Wow! Here's the trouble, these guys are too stubborn! "The magician" has a headache, he hates fighting the most, if he has a choice, he must hide and hand over this group of guys to the night, but, no, it is difficult to deal with so many people by night alone, it is difficult not to pollute this pure land, and the "magician" does not want to dirty the eyes of an important person.

"Night, the leading lion has played with you, and I'll take care of the rest."

"Good!" Night replied simply, "But one thing, don't involve the group of priests in the back, or ......"

"Alright! All right! You can go with confidence! The "magician" pushed the night.

"Finally give you a chance, friend or foe?" The Templar chief took a step forward, leaving a deep lion's paw print on the ground.

"Too much nonsense! If you want to fight, you can fight! A black flash flashed through it, and the knight commander sensed the hostility, instinctively blocked it with his riding spear, and his body pushed several meters away from the ground.

After settling down, the chief knight was surprised to see the man in black standing in his position just now, holding a long sword with a pitch-black body in his hand, but the blade was not unsheathed, and the black scabbard was flashing with a cold cold light in the sun.

"The response is not bad, it's kind of interesting." Night retracted his slashing posture and pointed his sword at the chief knight, smiling so contemptuously and casually.

As the head of the Templar Order, he fought to this position with strength and blood, and his combat experience was one of the best legends in the Church, otherwise he would not have an instinctive defensive reaction.

Sitting in this position for so many years, the arrogant head of the Knights Templar, seeing the smile of the night, felt that he had been greatly insulted, but although he could turn into a lion, it was not only the recklessness of a beast, in addition to the insult, he finally felt a huge threat again after so many years, and the man in black reached a lightning speed just by relying on his body, which was simply terrifying. This man is an even more formidable opponent than St. John!

The head of the knights moved cautiously with his spear in hand, and the lion's eyes were fixed on his prey, watching his every move, and he was waiting, waiting for the prey to reveal the slightest flaw, and that was the best time to hunt. But after waiting for a long time, Night stood there with the sword in one hand, motionless, and even though the chief knight circled around him and went around behind him, Night still stood there, motionless as a mountain.

The legs were slightly bent, and the knight chief who went around the back of the night, raised the riding spear in his right hand, put his left hand on the ground, and the arched waist bounced out in an instant, and the three claws were on the ground, and the knight chief burst out with the speed of a lion, and launched a fierce attack on the back of the night, and the riding spear raised high pierced the neck of the night.

"Smack!" The eyes of all the Church widened in disbelief what they had seen, and the valiant Templar chief slapped the man in black hard.

The chief Templar who fell to the ground, looking at the man in black standing in front of him, the fearless heart of the lion, actually had a retreating emotion, the strong pain in his neck, it was his arrogant pride crying, the timing and speed of his attack, were so perfect, but the man in black just turned around, and staggered his attack, the sword was still not unsheathed, only the cold palm hit his cheek heavily, and what the knight chief saw was the contemptuous smile of the man in black who was infinitely magnified.

"Knights, prepare to charge! Priests prepare for a spiritual attack! "The priest leader, as the second commander of the demon hunting operation, gave the most suitable order in his opinion, no matter how the knight chief looked, he was not the opponent of the man in black, and although the other man stood on the sidelines and watched, who dared to guarantee that he would never make a move, that powerful magic power, once released, the destructive power was not much smaller.

The knights pointed their spears forward, and the priests chanted neat characters.

"Ready!" The priest leader gave the order, and the knights stepped forward with their right foot heavily, and the divine power released by the priests blessed the knights, and the beasts let out a fighting roar, "For the glory of my lord!" Charge! ”

"Wait!" The knight roared, trying to stop the knights' attack, but how could his voice be compared to a group of crumbling beasts?

The roar, the clash of armor, the sound of the earth shaking, buried the lonely roar of the knight chief, and the knights only had the glory on their backs in their eyes, and the heretic who trampled on the hero in their hearts, and was dressed in black. Dusty and dusty, there are obviously only dozens of knights, but the momentum is no less than hundreds of cavalry.

The "magician" glanced at the knight captain who was lying on the ground, and reluctantly stepped out, blocking the way of the knights' charge.

"What is he going to do? Crazy? That's a team of knights blessed by the Holy Force! His small body will be trampled into flesh in an instant! The chief knight climbed up with the support of his spear, and the behavior of the "magician" was incomprehensible to him, and even St. John did not dare to face such a group of knights alone.

"Let that guy go!" Night didn't seem to be worried about the "magician" at all, "You still have fighting spirit?" Do you want to continue? ”

"Isn't he your companion? He's going to die, aren't you worried? The Templar asked in a loud voice, as if to rebuke the night.

"Worried?" Ye smiled indifferently, "It's not him who needs to be worried, it's your subordinates." ”

Two short, rhythmic applause rang out, and in the charge of the knights, even the roar of the knight chief was indistinct, but these two applauses clearly reached everyone's ears.

The calm artificial lake churned, the water exploded, rolled, the knights slowed down the pace of their charge, and one by one they noticed the strangeness of the lake next to them, but the slow pace did not mean stopping, and they quickly identified the "magician" as a "sober person" who had mastered the ability of the water system.

"Rush! Destroy him before he can do it! "Someone in the team issued a warning, the man must be about to unleash a large area of powerful attack, the knights are less than ten meters away from him, a single charge, will definitely be able to defeat the man before he can complete the attack.

The knights were rushing forward, but the priest leader in the rear was extremely anxious, powerful enough to fluctuate the magic power, that man, not a "sober person", but a real magician, and very powerful, it was impossible to stop the charging knights, the leader urged all the priests to provide protection for the knights as fast as possible.

"Boom!" The tumbling water could no longer hold on, and the water column soared into the sky, and the blue water dragon drowned all the knights and rushed into the priests behind.

The chanting stopped, and the footsteps stopped in front of the "magician", and the knights at the front, their riding spears in their hands were less than ten centimeters away from the "magician", however, everything was frozen in these ten centimeters, and the artificial lake returned to calm, and on the edge of the lake, there were a large number of lifelike ice sculptures, and the knights and priests kept charging and chanting postures, shining in the sun.

"You!" The Templar commander held his gun in both hands and charged towards the "magician".

"Ding!" The knight's hands trembled, and the sore feeling made him let go of the riding spear, which flew overhead, spun around in the air a few times, and fell to the ground.

"Why don't you draw your sword? Am I not worthy? The chief knight roared hysterically.

Night put down the sword held aloft and said, "You have the heart of a warrior, but ...... Yes, you don't deserve it! ”

"Who the hell are you?" Garden's secret weapon for cultivation? The knight's heart was full of unwillingness, but he felt powerless.

"Traveler, I said, we're just travelers!" The "magician" squinted and smiled brightly.

The young man followed closely behind the man, it was the first time he had seen a man so careful, this man who even the Pope had to give three points of courtesy, had a transcendent position in the church, and his unfathomable strength was actually nervous? The boy seemed to have discovered something very interesting and couldn't wait to go back and share it with his brother, but the boy also had a question in his heart, what was the reason for his teacher's nervousness? His teacher is a person who doesn't even pay attention to the "duke", in this world, there are still people, things, and things that can make him nervous?

"John! Keep up! The man found that the young man behind him was absent-minded, and he was a big step behind him, and scolded him dissatisfiedly.

The boy glanced at the man embarrassedly, trotted two steps, and caught up with the man.

In the abandoned church, the sunlight shines through the holes in the glass windows, the collapsed stone pillars, scattered stones all over the floor, the musty smell of decay on the wooden benches, and the air is not fresh but not much worse. The young man curiously observed everything in the church, and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart, once upon a time, this church was also full of people, but now it can only fade away little by little in the wind and rain, is people's faith really so fragile?

"It's not faith that's vulnerable, it's ideals." The gentle voice remembered in the church, the boy believed that he would never forget the ethereal sound of heaven for the rest of his life, and the white bird he saw outside the church stood on the cross of the altar, fluttered its wings, and flew down on the pews in the front row, which was the only thing in the whole church that seemed intact.

A pure white cloak, with a gold trim on the pale pink edge, luxurious and lovely, a woman is sitting on a bench, and the strange white bird jumps up and down on her shoulder, very intimate.