It was clearly noon, but Peter felt that the surroundings were getting very dark, and the light was swallowed by the cold force.

A group of men in black appeared silently around them, surrounding them.

The breath coming from them told Peter and the others very clearly that these people were veritable cultists.

Cold, dark, mad, and all kinds of negative forces surrounded them, their eyes filled with madness, which was a desire for Peter and their blood.

"It hurts...it hurts so much...it hurts so much that the damn Holy Light burns me..."

"Hiss...it's them...the idiots from the Holy See..."

"Kill them...I'm going to eat their flesh and blood..."

More than a hundred men in black stared at Peter and the others as if they were looking at the meat on the chopping board, without hiding their crazy thoughts. The noisy and melodious whispers were whispering in their ears. Driven by the power of the chaotic aura, their whispers were terrible corrosive. Ordinary people would fall into madness just by hearing their whispers.

This is the Dark Snake.

Trying to control the power of chaos, he became a crazy cult corrupted by chaos.

Now, they are awake.

"Your luck is really bad."

A playful voice suddenly came from the top of his head. Peter was shocked and looked up. Two people were standing above their heads, looking down at them jokingly.

"I'm worried that I haven't had fun recently...you guys hit the door."

Marcus showed a crazy smile: "Let's enjoy the small dessert before the meal begins. Lassani, which ones do you like?"

"…The heart covered by the holy light, the unshakable belief, the Knights Templars, are well-deserved."

Lhasani, who had been "boring" on his mouth, finally had some expression changes, as if the withered old tree had sprouts again. He smiled strangely: "I have heard of the name of the Knights Templars for a long time. Today I will let me see if your faith is stronger or my 'despair' is better."

Lasani, the fifth Venerable of the Dark Snake, is the fifth level of the Supreme Level. He likes to control and play with the power of the mind. He is the best partner with Marcus's power. He is especially good at fear techniques and fear aura, and his title is the Snake of Despair.

Marcus, the third Venerable of the Dark Snake, is the seventh level of the Supreme Level. He awakens his special talent and is good at spiritual control. His title is the Soul-control Snake.

It is precisely because Marcus controls the power of his mind that he can completely erase other people's memories of the Dark Snake, that the Dark Snake has always been so perfectly hidden.

The two of them join forces and can enter and exit the millions of troops like nothing.

"Don't rob my prey"

Marcus smiled slightly, and suddenly fell down the next moment, and the powerful blood and energy blasted towards Peter!

"Don't think about it! My Lord's glory! Majesty comes from heaven!"

Peter roared, and the surging power of the holy light fell from the sky, forming a set of holy light armor on him. At the same time, an extremely huge shield condensed from the power of the holy light on his head, covering everyone!

"boom!!!"

The powerful force hit the Holy Light Shield, and the terrifying pressure instantly separated the war horses under Peter and the others' crotch, and then even the bones turned into dust.

The Holy Light Shield shattered, and with just one blow, Peter and the others were pressed into the earth by powerful forces!

"You can already be proud of being able to block a blow of 20% of my strength."

After Marcus finished speaking lightly, she laughed wildly again: "But that's why it's even more interesting... You guys disperse! We must slowly enjoy the fun of teasing our prey!"

Marcus was not worried that Peter and the others would escape.

What's more, the most wonderful thing is to feel them falling into despair step by step in the process of chasing prey, right?

"Yes, Lord Venerable."

The people in black scattered far away according to the orders, but still formed a loose encirclement.

despair.

At this moment, Peter was unprecedentedly desperate, and he discovered a terrible truth. Even without these two terrible strong men, the men in black around him were at least at the peak of the golden level, which was completely comparable to him.

They had no hope of running away at all.

You must catch up!

No one wants to die, even if Peter accepts this life-long mission, he doesn't want to die.

"Next, I will slowly increase my strength and squeeze out your limits. Do you want to survive? If you want to survive, struggle hard. Perhaps, if you please me, I will give you extra mercy to spare your life."

Marcus looked happy: "You can also run away, run away hard. If you can escape, I will never chase you."

He looked at Peter and the others expecting to escape as soon as possible and enjoy the process of chasing prey.

"The warrior of God the Father will never escape!"

Peter roared and broke free from the earth. The sword was filled with the strong power of holy light. The dazzling light dispelled the cold air around him, bringing him a little warmth.

"What an annoying holy light."

Lassani slowly fell down, his hoarse voice filled Peter with a dangerous premonition, and soon this premonition became reality.

Lasani just raised his hand and slighted his fingers. The dark beam of light hit the sword in his hand. The rich holy light was slightly polluted by the black force. When the black force spread along the hilt of the sword, the unknown premonition made Peter throw away the sword in his hand.

Lhasani sighed softly: "What a ungrateful guy... how can I refuse my blessings... Since that's the case, then you go and die."

Just as Lasani was about to take action, Marcus said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so unconventional? It's rare to encounter such an interesting opportunity. How can we have fun if we kill them?"

"After breaking through Taris... there are many idiots from the Holy See in Taris' church..."

"They are the Knights Templars! The Templars who were chasing us back then! Now that the Lord of God is back, it is time for us to regain glory for him. These Templars will be our appetizers. We must taste it slowly and carefully!"

As Marcus spoke, he started to dance wildly. The stronger his strength, the stronger his resistance to corruption of chaos. As powerful venerables, although they usually look similar to normal people, they are still corrupted by the power of chaos, but they don’t even pay attention to this point and regard it as a blessing.

"Indeed, desserts should be tasted slowly."

Marcus nodded and laughed, "Yes, you can finally understand me...who!?"

Marcus suddenly came to his senses and raised his head suddenly.

In the sky, two men and one woman stood out of thin air, looking at them with playful eyes.

"You are...ah! You are that...Don En! Yes! I've read your information! You are right!"

Marcus rubbed his eyebrows and thought for a long time, then suddenly clapped his hands and laughed wildly: "I thought you would be killed by Lissel, but I didn't expect you to be here! That's great! It's really great!"

"I think it's great too...you guys finally showed up..."

Tang En breathed a long sigh: "I'm still having a headache. If you don't show up, how can you dig it out? Now, you can finally completely purify your pests."

Marcus laughed with joy and said, "Lathani! Did you hear it? Purify! He said he wanted to purify us!"

"I heard..."

Lasani's eyes were staring at Lyon: "The leader of the Knights Templar... Lyon... finally... has a chance to take revenge..."

Lyon frowned slightly: "Are you?"

Lhasani said with a gloomy face: "Ten years ago... you killed my wife... I have been waiting for this opportunity..."

Tang En looked at Lyon with a terrifying look. Does this guy have such a dark history?

“Bad talk.”

Lyon frowned slightly, and after thinking hard for a long time, he shook his head: "I have no impression that I have never killed any innocent people. Unless your wife is like you, it is impossible to be killed by me."

"My wife is obviously so innocent... She just sat there quietly... but you said something about 'purifying' and purifying', turning her into this..."

Lasani said, taking out a small bottle from his pocket, and the face under the hood was filled with twisted love: "It was you... who made her leave me..."

Seeing the bottle in his hand, Lyon seemed to have thought of something, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. When he remembered something, he was furious: "I remembered it! It turned out to be her! It was you who killed her and made it into a corpse puppet!? You are her husband! Why do you do this??"

Lyon once performed a mission ten years ago, and found traces of cultists in a small town. During the investigation, Lyon found a young woman killed and refined into a corpse puppet. She purified her, put her ashes in a bottle and buried her soul safely, and she didn't expect that this was done by Lhasani!

"You don't understand at all... how powerless I am when my young and beautiful wife ages day by day and starts to fear the magic of time..."

Lasani opened her hands, looked at her dry skin, and said in a hoarse voice: "I finally thought of this method... I killed her when she was young... and deal with her body... so that she can stay young forever... and you... ruined my love for her..."

Yiluli leaned over to Tang En in a little horror: "He is completely crazy!"

What a twisted love...

"You lunatic!"

Lyon pulled out his sword with a clang and shouted loudly: "Today, I will purify you! The Knights Templars! Surround them! Can't let one go!"

As soon as Lyon finished speaking, a thousand-person knights rushed out from behind the hills. Each of them was at least gold level, and there were even a few powerful men at the Grandmaster level. The knights surrounded the men in black at lightning speed.
Chapter completed!