Under the dim light of the sky, monk Zachry, dressed as a gravekeeper, slowly walked out of the cemetery road.

Although you can't see clearly from a distance, relying on the real eye, Charles can still recognize him at a glance.

The two church members who were playing chess at the door seemed a little surprised by the monk's appearance. They looked around for a moment and stood up and walked over.

During the negotiations, Charle couldn't hear what they were saying, so he saw Monk Zachary and his two colleagues wave their hands, then walked outwards.

He seemed to be ready to leave the place.

"Have you gained nothing?"

Shire was secretly suspicious.

However, just as he was thinking this way, the edge of his sight was located inside the iron fence of the cemetery. Another gravekeeper in a black robe walked out in a hurry, lowering his head, as if he was thinking about something.

And when Charles saw his name, his certain certain idea was swept away.

Another Zachary!

this……

Shire was stunned and then thought of a blind girl he had met.

Son of the gods?

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, Zachary behind him discovered the "self" at the door, so he shouted loudly.

"Be careful, that's fake!"

The moment he spoke, the first person had already noticed his own exposure, so at the same time, his originally calm steps suddenly accelerated and quickly moved away from the cemetery gate!

It seems that he is indeed fake.

This sudden change seemed to make the two grave guards at the door a little dazzled, but these two did not hesitate about it. Seeing that the situation was not good, they raised their hands and grabbed the escaped monk from the air.

At this time, they can be about five meters away from the target. In this case, they cannot catch the target by relying solely on their physical body, but they are not using physical body, but spells.

No spell light appeared, nor could any spell sounds be heard, but the running man in black robe suddenly staggered, stopped stepping, and leaned back and didn't fall to the ground.

From the branches where Charles stood, you can see that on his legs, a hazy white shackle was emerging, illuminating the grass around his legs.

Relying on bandage people's memory, Charles could recognize that this was a divine art at the third ring level of the church - the Shackles of Light.

A very rogue spell is a forced imprisonment. Even if the target is higher than the caster, it will definitely endure a physical stiffness.

Of course, if the master who is imprisoned is a master who is much higher than the caster, then his time to break free will be very fast, but no matter how fast it is, it will not be less than one second!

In one second, many things can be done. However, the things are not done by the two churches at the door, but by Zachary!

Looking across the door area, you can see that while the monk shouted, his body was already shining with white light. At the moment when the target was imprisoned by the sacred shackles, his spell was released at the same time!

Under the dim light, a beam of light suddenly flew away from the monk's relaxed palm, along with the rest of the white light on his body.

Under the night, the light column flew at a low altitude like a white shell dragging its tail. In the blink of an eye, it crossed at least 30 meters and hit the black-robed target who had barely broken free from the constraints!

It seems to be extremely powerful, but this is not an attack spell.

Just as the light column touched the target, its tip suddenly split and turned into countless white light and rushed onto the target's body. Suddenly, it looked like the sticky spider silk was sprayed all over!

The Holy Cobweb Technique, this is a level of imprisonment magic that is higher than the Shackles of Light.

For various reasons, the church has a lot of divine detention techniques. The bandage people have studied this in detail in their memory, and Shire, who obtained his legacy, naturally understood it very well.

He consciously had this kind of spell replaced him with himself, unless he teleported away before the spell touched, he would have no power to resist at all.

But the disguised target was not Charles.

His methods are also very strange to be captured by the church.

Just as he was wrapped in the spider silk of light, under the surprised gaze, the other party's body suddenly became hazy, and then four figures stepped out of his body as if they were slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into five.

This seems not to be a clone technique, because each figure has a different appearance.

A middle-aged man with a short-haired green jacket, a maroon-colored girl, a bald man, a young gentleman with a tuxedo, and the last old woman with silver hair.

Among them, the maroon-colored girl replaced the man at the beginning and stood there wrapped in spider silk. However, she was very calm about it. She saw countless lights wrapped around her and her body suddenly disappeared.

And not far away, another body appeared.

This familiar method seems familiar, and the girl's appearance Charles will never forget that she was the blind girl he had faced and cursed not long ago!

But at this moment she didn't seem to be affected by the curse at all.

Charles was not too surprised by this, or he guessed this vaguely the moment he cast a curse and did not get a response.

"So, these people are undoubtedly the sons of the gods." As he thought secretly, Charles subconsciously pinched his fingers.

He thought that the blind girl could hide from her true eyes was just that she was very special, but now it seems that it is not the case at all...

If you have the chance, find out how they did it.

This thought flashed through my mind, but now changes are happening one after another, and Charles has not thought about it much.

Everything in sight happened suddenly.

From the appearance of the real monk Zachary to the false monk turning into five and breaking free from the constraints, it actually took only one or two seconds, but the dangerous confrontation seemed quite long.

Charle thought that the five people would quickly escape after breaking free from the bondage, but what he didn't expect was that this was just the beginning.

The magic technique was invalid, and the monk Zachry, who was still in the cemetery, was not panicked. In other words, a thin old man who appeared beside him quickly calmed down his expression that should have been stunned.

The old man was wearing a black robe, but he was not in the style of a tombkeeper, but was somewhat similar to the priest robe, or rather, more like those seen on the island where Charles remembered that he was identified as the son of the gods.

From the distance between Charles, he could only see that he seemed very thin, and his body was as thin as if a gust of wind could blow away.

However, this impression was then swept away by the other party's performance.

Since he emerged, Charles suddenly felt the branches under his feet and the colorful leaves outside the corner of his eyes shaking. The shaking came inexplicably, but the development speed was very fast. It became more and more violent as soon as it appeared, and finally even turned into a shaking mountain!

The manic vibration came from the ground along the trunks. The leaves around them rustled, the branches swayed and violently shaking, and some unreliable leaves fell one after another.

The vibration came very suddenly, and Charles, who was standing on the branch, even shook his footsteps. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly, took a few steps back and hugged the rough trunk behind him, which minimized the impact.

And just as Charle was barely stabilizing himself, accompanied by a violent vibration, a translucent ripples suddenly scattered out of the cemetery!

The ripples are silent, but tangible. They use the old man as the origin and spread rapidly in a circular shape. In the blink of an eye, they spread a hundred meters around them!

Without any reaction time, the five figures divided into five were directly passed by the ripples like lightning. They were turning around and fleeing, but under the influence of this inexplicable magic, they fell to the ground, motionless as if they were dead.

But the ripple did not stop because of this, but were still spreading!

Standing a few hundred meters away, Charles was then swept across his body by the silent waves, but he was not injured at all - this spell was a spiritual attack.

Unfortunately, Charles was not happy about this at all, but instead said he was unlucky in his heart.

The moment the spell swept to him, he had only nine shadows of resentful spirits left, and one more dissipated in an instant!

"I wouldn't have gone here to cause trouble if I had known it!"

Charles sighed secretly, but did not dare to make any noise.

Although he is now located at the battlefield two or three hundred meters away, the possibility of being exposed in front of such a person seems to be relatively large, so if you are cautious, you must be more cautious.

Even at this moment, Charles' mind began to turn to leave.

Everything happened very quickly, but it was also very intense.

If you don’t leave at this time, it will be even more difficult to leave when things really calm down.

However, just as he was about to retreat, a calm voice suddenly appeared in his ears!

"Don't be afraid, that magic is called Lingming Word. It can only be used once a month, otherwise his body will not be able to bear it."
Chapter completed!