Rook was stunned, the frenzy in his eyes faded, and he was beaten by De Laer, and the reprimand, which calmed him down, and he realized what a stupid, low-level mistake he had made - the light element and the dark element are the most repulsive pair of all the magic elements, which is common sense that all beings who have been exposed to magic know. But in order to defeat St. John, he lost his mind and forgot all common sense, and if he had not stopped it in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Rook sat sloppy on the ground and didn't get up again, he lowered his head, not daring to meet De Lare's gaze.

De Lael didn't mean to blame Rook anymore, and said calmly, "You can take a break!" Let your mind calm down, and I'll meet this St. John, the legendary godson of mankind! ”

Luke didn't squeak, silently stood up, and walked towards his mount resting on the fence of the position in the distance.

As Rook left, De Lael turned around, and a strange blood-red magic circle lit up at his feet, enveloping him in blood-red light. In less than a second, the light disappeared, and the armor of the "Imperial" soldier on De Laere was gone, replaced by a pair of blood-red armor.

On the shoulders of the armor are a pair of high-stretched bat wings, and on the chest is a hideous, somewhat deformed dragon head, the most penetrating part of this dragon head is its eyes. Different from the common dragon eyes, this dragon head is only directly above the bridge of the nose, and the white of the eye is covered with raised blood vessels, a bit like a human big eye, and this eye is still alive! Every now and then, it will turn around.

The blood-red armor enveloped Delare's entire body, and only a small part of his head could be seen, and through this small part, Delare's scales could be seen, which were almost completely fused with the armor.

"Re-introduce yourself, Delael, 'Imperial' General!" Delaere threw away the spear in his hand, and stared at St. John with no eyeballs, only a dark diamond-shaped eye.

"You smell of vampires!" St. John's brows furrowed, his voice was full of disgust, in the past, he was an exorcist of the Holy See, a vampire and other kind of guys, he has always been his worst enemy, and his disgust with dark creatures has long been rooted in St. John's heart, he never imagined that in the war with the "Empire", he would encounter such an existence.

But in addition to disgust, St. John also felt that the aura on Delare's body was slightly different from the vampires and bat-like "awakens" he had encountered in the past, "Could it be that you are a hybrid of a vampire and a dragon?" ”

"Vampires? Hahaha! De Laere laughed, "Based on the information I have, you are an exorcist of the Holy See, right?" No wonder I think of vampires, but alas, I'm not! How can a low-level existence like a vampire be compared to me? Not to mention the lowly hybrids in your mouth! ”

"Not a half-breed? What the hell are you? St. John took one of the last small puffs of his cigar, threw the butt of his cigarette on the ground, crushed it with his foot, pointed a spear at Delare, and asked coldly. If Rook is the enemy and opponent he must defeat, then De Lael is the filth that he must purify and eliminate!

"Something? How dare a mere human being talk to me like that? De Lael was inexplicably furious, his already hideous face was even more distorted, his hands flung to the sides, and a curved, cold and shiny blade popped out from the outside of the armor at his wrist, "Human! I don't care whose godson you are, today, I'm going to kill you! ”

St. John smiled contemptuously, "Kill me? Have you forgotten that the magic of the Holy Light, which I am good at, is the nemesis of filthy things like you! Today, I will be in the name of the Lord! Purify you! ”

De Laere said: "Nemesis? Joke! Let's weigh how many pounds and taels you have first! Even light, it doesn't always drive out darkness! ”

"I believe that even so, it won't be long before the light will shine up! And dispel the darkness once and for all! St. John's armor lit up with a faint golden light, and the divine aura covered his whole body, no matter what the unclean thing is, the commander of the "Empire", Delaere is worthy of his full fight.

"Innocent!" Delaree spat out the word with disdain, and then turned into a blood-red meteor, and instantly flew to St. John, waving his hands at great speed, and the two blades struck St. John's chest like lightning flashes one after the other.

Although De Laere's attack did not bring much damage to St. John, the rapid and continuous attack seriously interfered with St. John's movements, and if De Laere continued to hit the same place, St. John did not dare to guarantee that the armor would be able to admit it.

"Filthy things! In the name of the Lord! Stay away from me! Divine banishment! With St. John's chanting, the golden glow on his armor grew brighter and brighter, until two or three seconds later, the brightness of the light reached its peak, so bright that all creatures within a radius of ten meters could not open their eyes.

Without a sound, the light exploded, and the golden light, like a wall, centered on St. John, spread outward, and De Laere in front of St. John felt a very annoying and irresistible force from the light, pushing him all the way out. He pressed the blade of his wrist against the wall of light, cutting through the wall of light, trying to break through the force, but the wall of light could push away Delare, but it was like something invisible, and Delare's blade cut through it, directly through it, as if cutting into the air.

It was pushed dozens of meters away, the wall of light gradually dimmed, extinguished, and the power that pushed him disappeared, De Laere stared at St. John in the distance, and his gloomy face gradually showed a smug smile, which could make De Laere be pushed dozens of meters away, and it was St. John who laughed.

Getting rid of De Laere, St. John subconsciously looked down and checked his armor, and found that there were a few more shallow knife marks on the armor, St. John was blinded, he didn't expect that what he was worried about had come true, and the set of artifact armor on his body, which had not been damaged in the slightest under Rook's giant axe, was really cut by De Laere's blade.

"The blade on your wrist is also an artifact?" St. John asked, in his mind, the only thing that could hurt an artifact was an artifact.

"You're not entirely right! You just need to know that your armor is not invincible! "Delare spread out a pair of blood-red, bat-like wings and shot at St. John, isn't it a distance of tens of meters? For De Laere, who is good at speed, it is nothing.

Now is not the time to study De Lare's weapon in detail, even if De Laere's blade is an artifact, it seems that he can't destroy his armor with one sword, defeating De Laere is the most important thing! St. John flipped his right hand, aimed his spear at the ground, stabbed it fiercely, and shouted, "In the name of the Lord!" I give this earth, holy glory! Sage Realm! ”

The spear disappeared in a bright, soft light, and a golden square magic array appeared under St. John's feet, and as soon as the magic array appeared, it expanded at an extremely fast speed, even surpassing De Lare, and when De Laere was about twenty meters away from St. John, it reached the bottom of De Laer, and when De Laere was about ten meters away from St. John, the magic array with an area of nearly 100 square meters stopped expanding, and the patterns and edges in the magic array spewed out a golden light more than one meter high.

The hot, weak, and indescribable discomfort appeared on Delare's body with the golden light erupting from the magic array, and the extremely fast flying Delare, like a runaway plane, fell, plunged headlong into the ground, slid out of several meters, and stopped only five steps away from St. John.

St. John leaped into the air, changed his left hand to his backhand, and plunged a shot into the middle of the air, right in where De Laere was. Without any reservations, St. John used all his strength, and the spear was inserted, as if a bomb had been detonated, and the dust was flying, and golden cracks spread on the ground, and St. John was confident that if Delaire on the ground ate this shot completely, it would be enough for him.

A streak of blood red appeared in the flying dust, which St. John did not notice at first, but the blood red became more and more, and in the blink of an eye, it was soaked in the whole cloud of dust, and when the flying dust fell back to the ground, the blood red still floated around St. John like a mist. St. John stretched out his golden hand, which was wrapped in holy light, and swept away the blood-colored mist around him, and the mist fled away from St. John like a frightened fish.

"Don't play tricks! Do you think that if the atomization is gone, I will take you out of line? Demon Purifying Holy Box! St. John stretched out his hand and grabbed at the blood mist in the distance, and a diamond-shaped, translucent golden coffin appeared out of thin air, enclosing the entire blood mist in it, and then, a solemn golden cross appeared on top of the coffin.

The holy light lit up on the cross, filling the entire coffin at once, engulfing the blood mist inside the coffin, through the golden holy light, the blood mist could be faintly seen rolling up in the coffin, and the form became more and more solidified, and soon turned into a disgusting, like a mixed mass of flesh and blood, and then this mass expanded rapidly, until it filled the entire coffin.

"Poof!" The mass exploded, and a large amount of disgusting scarlet liquid burst out and splashed onto the coffin, covering the light of the cross and completely obscuring the inside of the coffin.

Summoning a sharp greatsword made of holy light in his hand, St. John cautiously approached the coffin, but before he could swing his sword, a silver-white sharp edge cut through the scarlet liquid on the coffin, broke the coffin, and slashed towards St. John.

Although St. John did not believe that he could deal with an "Imperial" general with one move, and was prepared to a certain extent, the sudden attack without warning still disrupted St. John's pace, St. John could only hastily hold the giant sword in front of him to resist, and changed the giant sword towards the tower shield, but the sharp edge drawn in the coffin took the first step, and when the giant sword began to change, it attacked, and very cleverly cut into the palm of St. John's right hand holding the hilt.

St. John is also an experienced warrior, and his tolerance for pain is quite good, ordinary knife wounds and gunshot wounds are similar to mosquito bites to him, but this time, St. John couldn't bear the pain in his palm, and couldn't help but let go of the giant sword in his hand, put his right hand into a fist against his chest, and took a few steps back.

In fact, St. John's wound on the palm of his hand did not really feel much pain, but there was a cold stinging pain that went straight to the depths of his heart, and in addition to the pain, he felt that his fiery heart was thrown into the polar deep sea, not only cold, but also an indescribable fear. As for the source of the fear, St. John couldn't tell whether it was the side effect of the sharp blow, or whether it was because it broke through the artifact armor in his hand and made him feel fear in his heart.

The light lit up on St. John's right hand, the bleeding from the wound stopped, but there was still a bright red mark, St. John realized that it was not an ordinary weapon that had injured him, he thought of the blade on Delare's wrist, and now St. John was sure that the blades must also be artifacts! Otherwise, it would have been impossible to cut through his armor and inflict wounds that he would not have completely healed. However, although the wound was not completely healed, St. John's heart was warmed by the light, and the slightest trace of fear was completely dispelled.

Bright silver-white rays reappeared, this time not one, but several in quick succession, cutting the golden coffin summoned by St. John into several pieces. Among the vanishing fragments of the coffin, De Laere appeared intact in front of St. John, strewn with bone spurs, and with a wave of his armored tail, he whipped St. John.

St. John, who had just cast magic to heal the wound on his palm, had no time to respond, and waited for the protection of the artifact armor on his body to take the blow of the dragon's tail from Delaer.

The dragon's tail was right in St. John's abdomen, and the severe pain and pressure made St. John gag for a while, and his body was also knocked out of several meters and fell to the ground.

"How does it taste? The artifact I've been relying on has been broken, and I feel uncomfortable, right? De Lael danced his tail leisurely, crouched down, and touched the golden glowing ground covered by the magic array, "This should be...... Beginner field? Unexpectedly, you, a human being in a non-magical dimension, can reach this level and touch the edge of the realm, I have to say, that adult is that adult, and it is really very discerning! If you were born in our dimension, you would be a rare talent...... No! It's a genius! ”

"It stands to reason that it should be a pleasure to be praised by the 'Imperial' generals. But!" St. John accentuated his tone and spat disdainfully on the ground, "I can only feel disgusting when words come out of the mouth of such a filthy thing as you! ”