Chapter 105

No one can withstand three Great Holy Word spells, unless they are a god. Didn't you see that even Lei Dian, the angel skeleton, the little zombie, and the Huang Tong Dragon were all kneeling on the ground?

Ang withstood it. He is a god, the God of the Undead.

No one can punch through five layers of shields plus a Holy Blessing spell. Ang couldn't do it either, so his hand passed through.

The Hand of Dimensional Passage is not only the key to the Palace of Rest but also an artifact that travels between two worlds. Passing through layers of shields, it pierced into Nicholas's body.

Nicholas looked at his chest in disbelief, where a hole had appeared, and a hand was inserted there.

Feeling all the strength in his body disappearing rapidly, Nicholas shouted with difficulty: "God... God says, under the holy light...".

Nai Ge Li Si's shout came from afar: "Burn him, don't let him resurrect."

When dealing with liches, the Church of Light likes to wrap them in a holy shroud and burn them to prevent resurrection. If Nicholas were allowed to resurrect, he would definitely hate them to death and keep biting them to the end.

"Oh." Ang responded, and raging fire elements erupted directly inside Nicholas's body, roasting him into charred carbon, dead beyond dead.

It can only be said that Nicholas chose an incorrect opponent and chose the most unsuitable method. Even if he had let that group of guards swarm up, it would have been much better than it is now.

The power of the Holy Word disappeared, and Nai Ge Li Si and the others were finally able to move. Before they could stand firm, Nai Ge Li Si shouted: "Rush out, don't stop."

Under his urging, everyone rushed forward together, not even having time to get on the horse.

"Slow down, slow down, my knees are skinned." Lei Dian muttered, running faster than anyone else.

Nicholas's guards showed expressions of despair and grief. Under their protection, the Archbishop died. All of them would have to go to the Tribunal to accept judgment upon returning, which is a place more terrifying than death. Rather than that, it would be better to die in battle.

Holding the mentality of certain death or atonement, the guards surged up.

Ang gave an 'Ao'.

The angel skeleton excitedly shouted 'Ao' loudly, ran to the front of everyone, and spread its wings.

In an instant, the enemies opposite were hesitant. The angel skeleton's appearance was too deceptive. On the outside, it was an underage, fair-skinned, cute, and fierce little girl, and it was also an angel named for holiness. When it spread its wings toward the believers, the same change occurred within the enemy as in Ma De's team of Paladins back then.

Holy light shone on the whole scene.

Those who were fast dived to both sides, those who were slow were swallowed by the holy light. Nicholas's luxurious carriage was illuminated head-on, and all the luxurious decorations were vaporized and melted, revealing the pitch-black steel plate inside. It turned out to be an armored carriage.

"Rush, they are closing the door!" Nai Ge Li Si grabbed the angel skeleton, whose body was turning to ash, with his short hands and threw it onto Lei Dian's back.

They saw the city gate in the distance slowly closing. On the city wall, the city defense soldiers were frantically turning the winch in panic.

If they couldn't rush out before the city gate closed, they would be dead. The most terrifying thing about humans is not their powerful people, but their organizational ability. They can organize countless soldiers and mages to pile any enemy to death one after another.

However, it seemed too late. Ang had used all his trump cards, and only one Hand of Luo Ke remained. Despair rose in Nai Ge Li Si's heart.

Just at this moment, they saw Ang's Hand of Dimensional Passage disappear, but when he pulled it out again, it seemed a bit strenuous, as if he were dragging something heavy.

A crossbow arrow as thick as an adult's arm shot over, heading straight for Ang. In a rush, the city defense could only turn one crossbow arrow. If given a little more time, the dozen or so crossbow arrows on the city wall could all be turned.

"Aha!" A figure blocked in front of Ang, turning fighting spirit into a sword, and slashed the crossbow arrow away.

Ang finally dragged everything out. It was a twenty-ton steel construct.

Lu Se immediately shouted when he saw it: "So Pai Te Xi was with you. I thought someone had stolen it. It made us look for it for a long time back then. But there is no God-Guarding Throne here...".

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Ang's hands pressed on Pai Te Xi's body, and then this steel construct made an excited sound: "Oh oh oh! Where did the energy come from? Such powerful soul energy, I am full of power!!!"

Although there was no God-Guarding Throne, isn't Ang a mobile power bank? Whose soul energy could be richer than his?

"Smash." Ang pointed to the city gate that was slowly closing in the distance.

"Obey, my lord, watch me smash it." Pai Te Xi slowly stood up and took a step with its fifty-centimeter short legs.

Nai Ge Li Si was about to cry. Does it rely on this pair of short legs to move? Can it run to the city gate before dark?

Nai Ge Li Si was overthinking. If it really relied on two short legs, how could Pai Te Xi be the only one among the twelve God-Guarding Thrones who could speak? Was it because of its rich knowledge?

They saw that while Pai Te Xi took a step, its hands had already popped out, popping out ten meters at a time, grabbing the corners, and the arms retracted, pulling it forward. With one stretch and one retraction, the movement speed was actually faster than Lei Dian.

A twenty-ton steel construct moving is equivalent to a twenty-ton chariot. Anything on the road that blocked the way would be directly crushed. Everyone didn't even have time to dodge the Holy Light Shine, and now they all scattered in a panic.

Pai Te Xi crashed into the city gate. The magic patterns on the city gate, which hadn't completely closed, flashed, and with a 'pa zhi', it popped open. The guards on the city wall had been winching for a long time but couldn't close the giant city gate, and Pai Te Xi knocked it open in one go.

Everyone followed Pai Te Xi and swarmed out, disappearing into the small forest outside the city gate.

After pulling with alternating hands for more than ten minutes, Pai Te Xi let out a loud shout: "Ah, I have no... no... strength left, next time... call me... to play...."

How many years? How many years? From the day it was forged, Pai Te Xi had never fought a battle with all its might. Occasionally, someone would invade the world transit station, but before it could arrive, it would be snatched away by other God-Guarding Thrones.

Ang stuffed it back in with force, and the group got on Lei Dian, running wildly without looking at the road.

Andongni raised his crystal cup to signal to the people on both sides of the long table, smiling and saying: "Gentlemen, ladies, I am very gratified that you could spare time to come in your busy schedules. Those standing here are all the most devout believers of the gods. At this time of crisis, the power of the evil god is polluting the interior of the Church. I don't know how many people have been bewitched by the evil god...".

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a guard who ran in in a panic. Andongni frowned, just about to scold, but heard the guard say: "Report, Archbishop of the Western Diocese, Nicholas Kevin III, was assassinated and died."

Andongni was shocked: "What?! Nicholas is dead? How did he die?"

The people on both sides of the long table all looked at him with strange expressions, as if they were saying 'Don't you know best how he died? Calling us here for a long table meeting, it turns out to be creating an alibi.'

Andongni felt a grievance that reached the sky in his heart, and immediately realized that if Nicholas were really dead, the biggest suspect would be him, because he was integrating all the forces of the Eastern Diocese and putting pressure on the Pope to execute Nicholas in the name of a blasphemer.

Which bastard framed him? If he wanted to deal with that guy, he would do it uprightly. Ambush and assassination were not his style.

The guard reported: "It was an underdeveloped Huang Tong Dragon, a human, an angel, an armored man, and a strange horse with half a horn."

Now it was Andongni's turn to have a strange expression. He made eye contact with Yin Bi on the right side of the long table: Why does this combination look a bit familiar?

The guard continued: "The Pope has an order for you, Bishop Andongni, to capture these assassins with all your might, dead or alive."

The people on both sides of the long table looked at each other, all seeing the knowing expressions on each other's faces. This was asking Andongni to hand over the people. Even the Pope believed it was done by Andongni, and specifically pointed out 'dead or alive'. This order had deep meaning.

Andongni's gaze swept over everyone's faces, taking in their expressions one by one. His heart was as bitter as if he had eaten gall: My lord, you stole my monster, and you made me take the blame, I....