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Wu Hui had seen this level 6 sub-saint a few days ago.

However, he also admired Viscount Connor, and was willing to invest a level 6 strongman to help. You know, level 6 strongman is very powerful and is generally a big shot. It is not that easy to ask someone of this level to take action.

But what about the level 6 strongman?

He even killed the level 7 wild monster, and he was still afraid that he would not succeed?

St. Luke put down the fruit plate in his hand and bowed calmly to receive the order: "Old servant follows the oracle of my master."

Although his body is a youthful light element body, he is mentally older after all, so there is no problem claiming to be an old servant in front of Wu Hui.

When he stood up from his bent state, a breath of light burst out from him, majestic and powerful.

Only his extremely pure and holy soul and the body of the light element with a level 5 can withstand Wu Hui's divine power indoctrination, and turn it into a war angel in a short time to sweep across the world.

Today, St. Luke is already Wu Hui's biggest trump card.

at the same time.

The battlefield outside Gruburg.

The flame walker Edmund, holding a fiery red spear, strolled on the wall of Gru Castle like a wandering in the garden. With a casual sweep, he knocked away the soldiers who tried to use the shield wall to protect the three-bow bed crossbow.

The power of the level 6 sub-saint on such a small-scale battlefield is like a human-shaped nuclear bomb in the earthly terms. Even if it is besieged by hundreds of people, he can easily break in and out and finally leave.

"Zheng!"

Under the control of several believers, the Three-Bow Bed Crossbow fired guns and arrows at Edmund at close range. The three guns and arrows tear through the air and roared sharply.

"Hmph! Stupid"

Edmund sneered, and the red spear shook, turning into three whirlwinds of flames, and each met three guns and arrows.

Bang bang bang bang!

The collision between the powerful striking air and flames and gun fragments were flying all over the sky.

“Huh?”

Edmund's arms were numb by the recoil force, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. The power of this crossbow seemed to be better than the legendary goblin's war crossbow.

If he is really accidentally attacked by it successfully, maybe even he, a sub-saint-level powerful man, will have to be detested on the spot.

It is better to destroy such a dangerous thing early.

Edmund did not allow weapons to appear on the battlefield that could damage him. He immediately swayed and took a few steps in the air. He appeared above the three-bow crossbow. The red spear in his hand burned with flames.

Several soldiers of the Light who controlled the three-bow bed crossbow flashed with despair in their eyes, but they picked up their spears and pointed them at Edmund, the flame walker, and roared, "Brothers, don't be afraid, and there is no need to be afraid. My Lord is watching us in the Kingdom of God in heaven, and our ancestors are protecting us in the Kingdom of God."

At worst, it is just a death. For the sake of the great Lord's death, he will be welcomed into the kingdom of God by the gate of heaven and serve for eternity and eternity by the great God of Light.

As the saying goes, life is not as happy, death is not as sad.

"An ant that overestimates one's ability."

The flame walker Edmund looked angry. A few level 1 pawns, Edmund personally drove over his head, and was not scared and trembled, and he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He dared to resist with a gun?

"You are going to the so-called kingdom of heaven, and Ben Ya Saint sends you a ride." As Edmund sneered, he slapped down with a gun in one hand, and the gun was like a tide rushing to the shore, unstoppable.

Seeing Edmund showing his power on the city wall and pulling his morale to the point where Viscount Connor, who was watching the battle from afar, was secretly relieved.

Although it cost him an extremely huge price to ask Edmund to save the defeat this time, the current situation is worth returning. As long as you can save your territory and your life, there will be a chance.

On the city wall.

Just as the soldiers were fighting to the death and were about to die at Edmund's gun.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a mail suddenly appeared in Hengli. He was covered in blood and his eyebrows were still extremely calm. Of course, this man was the first nobleman recruited by the Holy See of Light, Lord Knight Horn.

He held the sword in both hands and waved the sword with both hands. A thick sword light flashed, blocking Edmund's spear burning flames.

"clang!"

The sound of the clash of iron sounded, and fire was everywhere, and Edmund's spear was blocked by the sword.

However, there was too much difference in strength between the two sides, which made the Knight Horn take a few steps back, hit the battlement on his back, and blood spilled out of his mouth. The gap between level 4 and level 6 sub-saints was too big.

The flamewalker Edmund stared at Knight Horn coldly: "A noble knight actually surrendered to the pseudo-Bright Bandit? He is still sloppy. Just because you are a level 4 knight, do you want to stop me overestimate yourself?"

Knight Horn wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, held a sword in both hands, and looked at the flamewalker coldly.

"I have to add one more me."

Templar Landon appeared behind him. His armor was made of level 7 monster leather armor. His weapon was hazy with a layer of holy light, which was obviously not an ordinary item. However, his aura was worse than that of Knight Horn, and he obviously had not yet broken through to level 4.

But as soon as he appeared, the flamewalker Edmund sneered: "It would be fine if a level 4 knight jumped out, do you want to disturb me if you are just level 3 garbage?"

"Flamewalker Edmund."

A cold and cold voice sounded, and I saw the saint of light lingering all over my body. The strength of the 5th level of light came, and she stared at Edmund with a sharp look and said majestic, "We have no intention of being enemies with you. If you are willing to evacuate immediately, our Holy See will not blame you for your past. Otherwise, you will be judged."

"Judgement?"

Edmund scoffed at him disdainfully and looked around and said, "Just you guys, you want to judge me too? Please come out earlier, that level 6 sub-saint, or you will have no chance to resist."

The only one in the entire battlefield that could make Edmund afraid is the mysterious level 6 master.

Level 6 master?

The saint who didn't know the incident of the right envoy of Guangming was slightly stunned. She frowned and said, "Since the Asahisaint refused to leave, then he had to offend him."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pinched a holy fingerprint with her jade hands, and her jade mouth snorted with a clear chanting sound: "Lu Ling Heals."

Two sacred lights surged out from the body of the Saint and poured into the bodies of Langdon and Knight Horn respectively. In an instant, the internal and external injuries they had suffered before healed at an extremely fast speed.

The Saint is a level 5 master. Even if she is in the peak state and has many masters, she can be regarded as the number one figure.

The healing technique she performed with her own hands will definitely have outstanding results.

"Law and Light Blessing."

As soon as the previous healing technique fell, the Saint of Light once again used the blessing technique.

The aura of Langdon and Knight Horne surged instantly. Langdon was originally at level 3, but after his strength increased sharply, his aura was no less than level 4. Knight Horne reached the peak of level 4 at once.

"It seems that you have really obtained some kind of light inheritance. No wonder you dare to act under the name of the God of Light." Edmund's eyes were shining and full of interest, "Let me Edmund come and see, you have obtained some true teachings from the Holy See of Light."

"boom!"

Edmund burst out with flames all over his body, like a flame lord walking on earth. A flame ignited and surrounded Langdon, Horn and the Saint of Light.

Three to one, the two sides immediately started a fierce battle.

It’s a pity that the three of them are strong, but there is still a big gap in the existence of the sub-saint level.

After just a dozen moves, Langdon was knocked away and smashed the three-bow crossbow, and Horn was also hit by a flame and almost burned into coke in his chest.

The Saint of Light was also panting, sweating profusely, and had already kneeled on one knee.

"But that's it." Edmond stood proudly on the wall, looking at the Holy Maiden of Light with pity, "You are a person with great potential, but unfortunately, you must die today."

The flamewalker Edmund changed his gun force and was ready to release his ultimate move to kill the Saint of Light with one blow.

Suddenly!

A ball of light suddenly burst out from the sky, and the ball of light spreads to the world like the scorching sun.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden door opened in the sky, and a holy light flowed out from the opened door. In an instant, the suppressed gray clouds in the sky were dispersed, revealing the blue sky.

On the battlefield, everyone unconsciously looked up at the sky.

In the flowing light, a white figure stepped across the door and appeared in the sky.

The figure looked deep and had a serious expression. The white scales on her body shone with a warm light in the sun. It was the fully armed St. Luke.

"Crazy~"

With a sound of flapping wings, the white wings slowly unfolded behind him.

"Heaven, angel?! Angel of war?"

Edmond suddenly said in a daze, how is this possible?
Chapter completed!