Chapter 47: It Was You Who Let Go

"Not good, the heretic has grabbed the angel holy spirit, be careful of accidental injury!" Mad shouted, the speed of the entire charge greatly reduced, and everyone was a bit at a loss, not knowing what to do. How could there be an angel in the enemy's hands?

Divine Charge, if the speed couldn't be raised, if the power of everyone couldn't be gathered, it wouldn't be divine at all.

However, the next scene was even more shocking to their hearts. That heretic, that skeleton, actually held out holy light with both hands, and that cute angel actually picked up the holy light and stuffed it into its mouth.

Angel and skeleton, in the same group?

Ordinary people seeing this scene would only feel

Ang's Purification Art had leveled up. One cast was now equal to four of the previous ones. What originally required sixty casts now only took eighteen to reach capacity, but the total volume reached the equivalent of seventy previous casts. This indicated that the angel skeleton's capacity for energy had increased.

However, at this moment, the Holy Knights stopped.

They truly could not bring themselves to join forces and launch a Holy Charge at a skeleton holding holy light, at an angel. Even if three or five of them had such firm conviction, they could not control the hesitation of their companions. Even Ma De himself was hesitant, so the Holy Charge naturally could not be launched.

Seeing them stop, Ang also stopped. To be honest, he was also a bit bewildered. He was not a combat skeleton and had no strong desire to fight, unless someone burned his fields.

He had only come over to see the enemy, much like the mindset of someone stopping to watch a fight on the side of the road. Why did the other side erupt with hostility the moment they saw him?

Although he didn't understand, it did not affect Ang's response speed. He directly pulled the angel skeleton in front of him, preparing to unleash a Holy Light Flash.

However, after the other side stopped, he also grabbed the angel skeleton. Holy Light Flash would dissolve all the flesh and skin on the angel skeleton. Although it wouldn't hurt, it would cause impact and loss to the soul, so he tried not to use it if possible.

Ma De shouted at Ang from afar: "Evil skeleton, what have you done to the angel spirit? Release the angel at once! Otherwise, I will shatter your soul and let you wail in despair within the holy light."

"Release the spirit! Release the spirit!" As soon as Ma De finished speaking, the Holy Knights behind him shouted in unison, showing excellent tacit understanding.

Ang tilted his head and, somewhat bewildered, released the angel skeleton. Why did they want him to release it?

Because Ang had been holding the angel skeleton, the Holy Light Flash hadn't been released. Now that Ang let go, the angel skeleton seemed to have received an order; it stepped forward, spread its wings, and pushed its hands forward.

When the angel skeleton spread its wings, Ma De felt that something was wrong and shouted repeatedly: "Careful! Form up! Stack the Holy Shields!"

The Holy Knights were well-trained. At Ma De's command, they collectively dismounted, shrank behind Ma De, and lined up, one bracing against the other.

The last Holy Knight crossed his hands into a cross, a Holy Shield appeared in front of him, and then he pushed it forward, his arms bracing against the back of the companion in front.

The Holy Shield penetrated the companion's body and arrived in front of them. The companion did the same, crossing their hands into a cross and pushing forward. One braced against another, stacking layer by layer. By the time it reached Ma De, it had become a large, thick, and heavy giant shield.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is too elite. I don't know how many years of training it takes to cultivate such tacit understanding. It's just a bit too stubborn. Ang had already held the angel skeleton, yet you made him let go?"

Seeing this process, Nai Ge Li Si burst out laughing. He was likely the only one who could see the mystery in it because he understood Ang too well—it was they who made Ang let go.

However, the other side's response speed also made him marvel. They cooperated with such tacit understanding; he didn't know how much rigorous training they must have undergone to achieve this effect. Unfortunately, they were doomed.

They shouldn't have ventured deep alone. A mere ten riders dared to chase them, and they shouldn't have stopped, nor should they have dismounted. Even with the most rigorous training and the most tacit cooperation, one cannot ignore basic battlefield rules.

It can only be said that easily breaking through Bingcheng made these enemies develop a sense of arrogance and underestimate their opponent.

Holy Light Flash. A beam of white light flashed, first shining on the warhorses in front. The parts of the horses touched by the light were directly vaporized.

Finally, the holy light slammed into the Holy Shield in front of Ma De. Boom! The thick Holy Shield shattered. Ma De felt as if he had been hit by a battering ram; his whole body shook, and the companions behind him also bore this impact, rolling into a heap.

"Holy... Holy Light Flash?" Ma De climbed up, looking in disbelief at the angel in the distance that had turned into black ash and drifted away.

It really was Holy Light Flash, it really was an angel spirit, it really was the power of holy light.

If Ma De were a heretic, he would likely have felt that this holy light lacked something aimed at heretics. Unfortunately, he was not, so from his perception, this power was no different from holy light.

Why? Why would the power of holy light appear on a heretic? Why would the spirit attack them?

To clarify this question, Ma De drew his longsword, pointed it forward, and roared: "Holy Knights, advance, eliminate the heretic!"

The Holy Shield and the warhorses blocked most of the power of the holy light. They hadn't suffered too much damage and still maintained most of their combat strength, except that only three of the ten warhorses remained. Some skills that required coordination with warhorses could no longer be used.

To maintain unity, no one mounted the three intact warhorses, choosing instead to fight on foot, advancing in small steps with Ma De in the lead.

Nai Ge Li Si shook his head: "What a pity. If they grabbed the warhorses now, they might still be able to escape with three people."

Behind everyone, Fei Lin closed his eyes, holding an exquisite staff with both hands, planted on the ground. At the top of the staff, a mass of ghost energy was entangled, condensing into a face. Two holes symbolizing eyes were burning with flames; this was Fei Lin's pet—Black Face.

Looking down from the sky, thousands of skeletons flipped up from the ground, pits, and ditches, merging into two groups to surround the Holy Knights' position.

Fei Lin's soul was not particularly strong; he had not condensed a Soul Heart and was even weaker than Miss Miss Lisha. After Ang condensed his Soul Heart, in terms of soul strength, he was already stronger than both Fei Lin and Miss Miss Lisha.

But one cannot judge a lich solely by soul strength, because they also use magic, and Fei Lin was a necromancer.

Humans have a proverb: Do not measure a necromancer's strength by numbers; he can dig up several times more troops than you from the ground.

This refers to the skeletons and zombies a necromancer can control.

A diligent and conscientious necromancer can always collect hundreds of skeletal remains and use magic to summon them. One necromancer can equal an army of a hundred.

If this necromancer is also a lich and a city lord, with enough lifespan, time, and authority to collect remains and even roughly arm them, then what he can summon will be an undead army.

In Fei Lin's hands, there were over ten thousand skeletons and zombies. This was also why Fei Lin was the lord of the underground city; with him in charge, no one dared to provoke it.

However, he could only command about a thousand skeletons and zombies at once; any more was impossible.

The Holy Knights advancing in small steps soon discovered they were surrounded: "Lord Ma De, we are surrounded."

Ma De looked left and right, gasped, and made a prompt decision: "Retreat! Break through!"

They only had ten people in total. If they fell into the encirclement of undead creatures, they would be exhausted to death just by the sheer number.

"Want to run?" Ai Si Ke waved his staff, and several Death Breath Arrows shot out.

"Want to run?" Lan slapped the ground, and three earth spikes shot out from the ground.

"Want to run?" Miss Miss Lisha waved her hand violently, and a chain condensed from light was whipped out, rolling toward the enemy—Holy Radiance Chain.

However, their enemies were well-trained Holy Knights with tacit cooperation.

Two people in the back raised their Holy Shields to block the Death Breath Arrows. Ma De punched the ground—Holy Shock, directly shattering the earth spikes.

One Holy Knight leaped into the air, hugging his head and meeting the Holy Radiance Chain, letting the chain bind him. Once he landed straight, he was caught by two companions, who carried him away.

A smooth operation; even the speed of the breakout was not affected.

The disadvantage of Fei Lin's side lacking powerful melee professions was revealed. If they couldn't delay the enemy and give the undead army enough time to surround them, this ambush would be a total failure, and it would be almost impossible to lure this team of Holy Knights into an encirclement again.

Just then, a sword glow slashed over from the direction the Holy Knights were breaking through, terrifying Ma De into shouting: "Such a strong sword glow, it's a Sword Saint, dodge!"