The carriage was galloping along the road, perhaps because the horses pulling the carriage had been pulled more than twenty meters away, and the four druids jumped onto the carriage behind, and one of the druids drove the original coachman down, and he drove the carriage himself. 【Reading.com】

In fact, the carriage behind was empty, and An Fei and the others gathered on the carriage in front, which was the idea of Slanbergé, and the injury did not affect his mind. If the necromancer tries to attack with magic, the carriage behind is undoubtedly their first choice, both carriages are galloping, attacking the carriage in front, and the one behind is almost in the air, so they will naturally provide support, if they attack the back first, the carriage in front of them gallops out of a distance during the attack, and if they want to turn around and support, it will be beyond their reach. And those druids were of course dead, religion and fanaticism and Buzureano's prestige can be seen from this, they did not hesitate to stand behind, where the danger is relatively safe, it is easy to understand for them who have experienced a lot of religious elites.

Fortunately, the carriage prepared by Black Eleven was large enough, and everyone gathered in a carriage did not feel too crowded, and the power of the curse seemed to have been completely attacked, and Slanbergé's face was very bad, but he still had a smile on his face: "Buzureano, this time I have to work hard for you." ”

Buzureano replied slowly: "Don't worry, you won't fall in front of me." ”

"Really, I'm so touched by your friendship. Slanberger laughed.

"Less nonsense, I don't want to face William's dead face, if I have to explain. It's better for you to explain it to him. ”

Buzureano made such a promise. It was not just because they were friends that the two religions were able to conclude a covenant with each other, which was drawn up after a long and careful study by the upper echelons of both sides. Religious covenants are much more binding than those between nations, and they are the spokesmen of God, the embodiment of holiness and glory, and no one will tear their faces apart from the last resort or a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. On the believer level, this year tells them to maintain friendly relationships with the believers on the other side. Next year, they will say that they are enemies, which will have a very bad effect and may even cause confusion among believers.

Therefore, the upper echelons of both sides will try to maintain the covenant, and if someone does something that destroys the friendship, he will be punished on both sides, which is why Buzureano is so solemn, if he really encounters danger, he would rather choose to die in battle. He is also unwilling to face the current Pope William.

Of course, friendship must be maintained, and interests must be fought for, outside the special areas that the two sides have privately demarcated. Both sides have the power to establish churches and temples, and both have the obligation to suppress other religions. Where there are interests, there are contradictions, but serious contradictions are concealed or resolved. Buzureano and Slambergé are both spokesmen for the activities of their respective religions in complex regions, which has developed a very complex relationship, in which they have fought with each other and helped each other, saying that they are friends, but they are often quarrelling, saying that they are rivals, but they have a deep trust in each other.

Anfei sat there very quietly, his attitude was leisurely and lazy, this kind of appearance of not paying attention to the sky really made Chris and the others feel a headache, they were very nervous about the upcoming battle, in the past, when encountering things, Anfei always put on his own judgment, and said a few words to boost morale, but now he doesn't say anything, and Chris They have developed a habit of not hearing Anfei say something in an affirmative tone, they are as restless as if they lack something necessary.

Buzureano sensed the tense atmosphere and suddenly began to say, "Old God Stick, can you still release the forbidden spell?"

"If anyone can buy me some time......" Slanberger smiled and said in a decisive tone, "I can cast a few more forbidden spells." ”

"Ha, that's good!" Buzureano laughed, but in fact he sighed in his heart, old god stick, old god stick, you can blow it, and release a few forbidden spells...... However, his goal has been achieved with the cooperation of Slanbergé, and there is no need to debunk the lie.

The twists and turns of his experience have taught him that those who survive desperate situations are brave people who do not give up hope at the last moment, so Buzureano hopes that these children can do this, and that there is no hope for them to see hope, even if it is an illusory lie.

Nya's brow furrowed for the first time, and she looked at Slanbergé with admiration, although she didn't know magic, but she had gained enough magic knowledge from Thor to know what it meant for a great magician to release a forbidden spell. Black Eleven and Appa also showed joy one after another, the relationship between the three types of magicians is like a game of rock, scissors, and paper played by children, and elemental magicians such as water and fire can often easily take advantage when they encounter the priests of light, because the lethality of the elements is much stronger than that of light. Elemental mages are at a disadvantage when they encounter necromancers, who wield a wide variety of completely instantaneous negative state magic, and can also summon skeletons, zombies, and even death knights to fight. The Light Priest is the natural enemy of the necromancer, just as the biological chain in nature cannot be reversed, the necromancer will definitely be defeated when the two meet, unless there is a huge difference in rank, even the simplest healing technique can leave the necromancer with terrifying memories, of course, if he has the opportunity to recall.

Now that Slanbergé can still cast magic, everything is fine.

Suzanne looked down and played with the hilt of her sword, to the swordsman, they

Himself, he is his own god, ten years of sharpening a sword, honing his swordsmanship, and that fearless courage.

Suddenly, a hoarse but clear voice came from afar: "My Lord Priest, does the cursed fang smell good......?"

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Slanberge was stunned, then let out a violent cough, and replied in an even more hoarse voice: "Annasita, you...... You are too despicable, don't be complacent!!!! Slanberger smiled again and winked at them.

"Yes, it's a pity you don't see that day. Ha ha. In the distance, Anassita burst into laughter again.

An Fei smiled, and he could hear a hint of hesitation in Anasita's voice, if Slanberger tried to prove that he was okay. That Annasita may have rushed forward, but on the contrary, she showed weakness by hoping that someone else would avenge herself, but instead shook the confidence of the other party, and this Slanberger is very good at playing false and real tricks.

There was a loud bang, and the carriage behind it was swept into the air by the air wave and flipped several times. With the screams of the horses, they fell to the ground, and the carriage was smashed into countless pieces, and the horses were also bloody and fleshy, and even exposed their internal organs in some places, but strange things appeared, not a single horse died on the spot, they all lay on the ground and struggled, looking very powerful. And their pupils gradually turned reddish.

Four druids had transformed at the moment of the explosion, three into bears and one into werewolves, and the beast armor allowed them to resist the blast. Not a single druid was injured.

"Was it a corpse explosion? Where did they get the corpse?" Chris snorted. The explosion of the corpse, although powerful, was very restrictive. First of all, the blood of the corpse must not coagulate, otherwise there will be no way to cause a violent explosion.

"There must be a village around, and of course the people in it have been killed by them. Buzureano said lightly, then he turned and got out of the carriage, and with a shout, the horse pulling the cart rushed down the road and sprinted forward on the grass as if he understood what he meant.

An Fei pulled his hair, turned around and got out of the carriage, standing beside Buzureano with an indifferent face, Suzanne was also going to follow out, just showing half of his head, An Fei said softly: "Susanna, you stay, protect Niya." ”

Others may believe Slanberge's words, but he doesn't believe it, but he thinks that Slanberger should also have the strength to deal a final blow, and letting Suzanne stay is not to protect Nya, but to buy a certain amount of time for Slanbergé.

Susanna, who has always been accustomed to taking the lead, was a little uncomfortable, she looked at An Fei in amazement, but unfortunately An Fei only left her a back, and she couldn't see anything from the back.

"What about you...... Be careful. Suzanne had a faint sense of unease in this unusual arrangement.

An Fei didn't answer, his right hand slowly stretched out into the air, and countless wind blades condensed in his hand, gradually forming a three-meter-long weapon with a blade like a half-moon, and An Fei did not stop condensing the elements, hundreds of wind blades were compressed into the weapon, and hundreds of wind blades appeared, and finally because the condensation of the wind blades was too high, the color had changed from light blue to seeping black.

"What kind of weapon are you?" Buzureano knew that An Fei was a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts, but the shape of that weapon was too weird.

"The Green Dragon Glaive. An Fei smiled: "Although I practice spear skills and swordsmanship, I have always admired the second master of the martial saint Guan, and this is his weapon." ”

"Martial Saint, Second Master Guan, this name...... Honestly, a bit dirty. Buzureano said in surprise: "Also, I have heard of the golden dragon, the black dragon, the red dragon, and the green dragon, but I have never heard of the green dragon, is the grade of the green dragon very high?"

"The green dragon is a type of divine dragon, of course it is very high. ”

"This is also what your teacher told you?" Buzureano said in awe, he also knew that An Fei had a powerful teacher when he was a child, and he was very likely to step into the Holy Realm, and it was understandable that his knowledge was not as good as that of others.