The Sixth Order Druid said as if he was muttering: "Nature has order, and we are the executors of the natural order." The other two Order Druids put away their swords and swords, stood by the Sixth Order, and the three of them held hands. O'Lelen was wondering why they automatically gave up the siege. The Sixth Order Druid said to him: "You know why our title is the Order? Because we are given the power of order by nature! Just like what you just experienced, clouds can turn into ice, and shattered can turn into whole."

"Now..." The Sixth Order continued, "...and the sunshine you have never seen before!" As he said, O'Lean suddenly felt that the sunshine shining on his body was like a laser, as if it was about to roast him. His holy light was originally very hot, but compared with such sunshine, it was simply a heaven and an underground. The power of the Sixth Order Druid alone may not be much different from that of O'Lean. If he had activated this magic alone, although O'Lean would have been very passive, he would not have almost no power to fight back like now. The magic launched by the three Order Druids, which were similar in level, was too powerful than his ability to withstand, and he had no way to deal with it.

"Grativity!" The Sixth Order druid said again. O'Lean felt that his internal organs were about to crack. The magic of the three druids almost increased the gravity by a hundred times in an instant. Even O'Lean was God's favorite, the Archbishop in the Cardinal could not stand it. He tried hard to stabilize his body to prevent himself from falling down, because he knew that once he lost control, under the influence of such gravity, he would only turn into a ball of meat pie.

The Sixth Order Druid said loudly in a smile: "There is the last one: air!" O'Lelen couldn't breathe immediately. All the air within three meters of him was pumped away, and this place became a vacuum zone. However, the most terrifying thing was not that you could not breathe, but in such a vacuum environment, the pressure inside and outside of his body suddenly reached a standard atmospheric pressure - originally under normal circumstances, the pressure inside the human body was equal to the external pressure, but now the outside has become a vacuum, and all the pressure suddenly disappeared.

O'Lean's eyes popped out, like a frog, bleeding from his orifices, and he felt that he was about to explode! The Sixth Order Druid and the other two Order Druids gave victory smiles together. O'Lean twisted his body hard and wanted to rush out of the vacuum range, but under the influence of nearly a hundred times the gravity, he could not move at all.

The large group of troops led by the Pope have arrived now, and the Pope from afar shouted: "Stop!" but his figure is still slowly flying over as if he is walking in the air. The Sixth Order extends his hand, and a cold light flashes, and a dagger pokes at O'Lean. With a "bang", O'Lean explodes like a ball stabbed by a needle.

Hackman roared: "No!" The rest of the Holy See also covered their faces and couldn't bear to see this tragedy. Before L'O's death, he finally understood that the Pope had already noticed his unjust intention, so he deliberately used himself as bait and finally sacrificed the bait - and the Golden Knight Wald was the most promising knight under Hackman.

Seeing that O'Lelen was dead, the Pope pretended to be sad and said, "God, another child has been dedicated gloriously! Amen!" He drew a cross on his chest in pain and lowered his head. All the people of the Holy See also a cross on his chest and prayed in a deep voice: "Amen!"

The pope raised his head and pointed at the three order druids and said, "God's warriors, these people in front of him kill God's people. I command you as the spokesperson of God to eradicate these demons!" Hackman was the first to transform and rushed out. Dozens of other destructive druids who had destroyed the Holy See's crash rushed over.

Not far from the battle between the two sides, a sky looked dull and nothing strange, but suddenly a voice came out: "This is the first time they have had such a large-scale conflict, right?" Another voice replied: "Yes, Lord, at most, it was just a Druid or a Cardinal." The voice just now said again: "Thanks to your intelligence this time, it is not easy for you to lurk in the Druids for so long. If you do well, your family will be glorified by you!" "Thank you!"

On the battlefield, Hackman slapped two white winged hands holding the Angel's sword and rushed towards the Sixth Order Druid. Apart from O'Lelen's death, it was obvious that his favorite disciple, the Golden Knight, Wald, had already been buried in the hands of these people. The old knight turned into a birth angel in rage, and summoned the Sacred Archangel's sword and slashed at the Sixth Order Druid with a fierce sword.

Maguire and another Knight Templar also transformed into birth angels and rushed towards the other two order druids. A faint white light appeared all over the pope, and in a hazy way, the shadow of an angel holding a bow and arrow appeared behind him. The pope sang a hymn of holy hymns, and the white light on his body became brighter and brighter, gradually turning platinum.

The Sixth Order Druid raised his left hand and grabbed his right hand. A shield with a strange totem appeared on his left arm. A strange scimitar appeared in his right hand. The Sixth Order raised his shield to block it. Hackman's sword hit the shield. A red light appeared on the shield, barely blocking the holy power on the Hackman's holy sword. The huge force shocked him and retreated. The Sixth Order swung his right hand, and the scimitar roared out of his hand, drawing an arc to slash towards Hackman. Hackman returned to his sword. After a sharp metal rubbing sound, the scimitar flew around in a circle and flew back to the Sixth Order's hand.

Hackman roared and rushed towards the Sixth Order again. He slashed the Sixth Order druids flew back a hundred meters in the air with eighteen swords. The Sixth Order druids flashed in the hand of the scimitar. His speed was extremely fast. Once he seized the opportunity to counterattack, the attack would be as continuous as mercury. Hackman retreated across the sword, and the Sixth Order scimitar swung out again. A fire light spurted out from the scimitar, extending several meters long. Hackman retreated quickly, and the flames wiped his clothes from his abdomen. Hackman sprinted straight into the Sixth Order. The Sixth Order raised his shield to block it. The flames flashed on the shield. Hackman was ready. The Holy Sword was filled with holy power, and the thick white air quickly extinguished the flames, and then burned like a white flame like the Sixth Order.

The power gap between the two sides is too big. After the birth of the angel, Hackman's power is one level higher than that of the Sixth Order. Although the attack of the Sixth Order is strange and difficult to prevent, in such a head-on situation, he is no match at all. Hackman grabbed the fighter plane and stabbed five swords in a row. The red light on the Sixth Order's shield was gradually invaded by the white light, and his entire left arm was numb.

He accelerated to shake off Hackman, gathered the other two order druids and roared and summoned all druids. All druids gathered together. All druids joined forces to launch order magic. The uneasy atmosphere shook in the whole space, which was stronger than the magic that killed O'Lean just now. Everyone could clearly see a faint green spreading in the air. Some godfather servants with lower levels exploded when they touched him like O'Lean just now. The pope shouted: "Everyone is gathered together!"

The people of the Holy See rushed towards the Pope and gathered around him. The Pope sang hymns again. Syllables of different heights were emitted at a strange rhythm. The wings of the guardian angels behind him gradually widened, and the white wings formed a translucent ball to wrap all the people in the Holy See. The magic of the druids encountered the white and green forces of the Pope's wings. The two forces were in contact with each other. The druids began to recite strange spells. The spells recited in ancient druid language greatly strengthened the power of the druid magic. Suddenly, the green energy pushed the yellow and white wings of the feet into the deep half a meter.

The pope's voice suddenly became louder, and the white light from his body poured into the guardian angel behind him. The feathers on the angel's wings suddenly became much richer and their power suddenly became stronger, pushing the green druid magic back.

The druids' spells became faster and faster, their tone became higher and higher, and the green energy became denser and denser. Gradually, a green cloud formed in the sky. The druids hid in this cloud and slowly advanced towards the people of the Holy See under the protection of the Pope.

The pope held his hands in front of his chest. He had given up his hymns and began to pray to God. Praying devoutly for God's mercy. A white light fell from the sky, breaking through the wings of the guardian angel, and shining on the pope. The pope's whole body was shocked and he looked up to welcome God's grace. Under the white light, the Pope's deep guardian angel also transformed, and a pair of wings stretched out under his ribs - this is the true face of the archangel.

After upgrading to an archangel, the pope's mind turned, and the second pair of wings of the guardian angel pierced the druid camp like a sharp blade. The white wings were inserted into the green magic cloud and penetrated more than ten meters. The Sixth Order was shocked and the force was added madly. All the druids' heads were sweating. The wings pierced in slower and slower. Finally, they stopped two meters in front of everyone. The druids were all sweating.

But the Pope did not let them go. The sound of hymn sounded again. The guardian angel behind the Pope pulled his arms and the huge bow and arrow slowly opened. White lights gathered from all directions on the arrows that were on the arrows, and the shoulders suddenly lit up. The sound of the Pope's hymn sound suddenly stopped, like a sudden brake. The guardian angel loosened his right hand, and Gong Xuan bounced out with a "buzzing" sound. The arrow with the arrow shining with dazzling white light flashed and had already arrived in front of the druids.

After a violent explosion, the two order druids who stood in front were blown to pieces, and more than a dozen other destructive druids were also killed. The Sixth Order was lucky enough to escape the disaster at the end, but the huge impact also shocked him to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot. He didn't care about the others and turned around and fled. The Pope broke the group magic of the Druids in one fell swoop. The people in the Holy See were very excited and pulled out their weapons to chase Yu Kou of the Druids.

The Druids fled in all directions, and the Holy See knights and crusaders chased them one after another. The priests and archbishops who were not suitable for melee combat around the Pope praised the Pope's power, and the victory of defeating the Druids was in sight! The Pope smiled with satisfaction amid the flattery of the crowd. The guardian angel behind him opened his bow and arrow again, but this time the arrow was shot, and thousands of golden lights shot out from the arrow, and the arrow turned into ten thousand. Ten thousand golden lights shot at the scattered Druids. Everyone who was shot screamed and turned into a burst of blue smoke dissipated. The people in the Holy See were shot, but a golden light appeared on their bodies like the blessing of the angels, and the power of the attack increased by nearly twice.

In the distant sky, the voice came out again: "You go and protect a destructive druid and escape, but you can't escape too much, only one is enough!" "Yes!" Another voice responded and probably left. The previous voice seemed to say to himself: "You can't go back to the Sixth Order Druid." Then everything calmed down again.

Hackman followed the Sixth Order Druid and chased him reluctantly. His favorite disciple was dead at the hands of these people, so he must not let them go! Hackman chased him and the Sixth Order people ran wildly. The two chased and fled and quickly broke out of everyone's sight.

The Sixth Order's speed was faster than Hackman, but he was injured after all. Hackman chased after him, but his speed was not his strength after all, so the two of them were in a stalemate. If you can't catch up, I can't escape.

The Sixth Order Druid suddenly felt that he had hit something--there was nothing in front of him, but the air was just that, but he couldn't fly over, as if there was a wall made of air in front of him. The Templar behind him was chasing him, and he had no time. He changed direction and wanted to go around, but it was still like this! He was a little panicked, and waved his hand and slashed on the "air wall". The scimitar easily cut in. He was delighted, and he flew forward and was blocked back!

The Sixth Order was furious and shouted that the scimitar in his hand was flying up and down, slashing and slashing around, but except for the direction behind the Templars chasing him, there was a strange "air wall" blocking his way.

Hackman had already chased him. He raised the holy sword in his hand and slashed at the Sixth Order. The already upset Sixth Order was unwilling to face the challenge. Hackman slashed on the shield of the Sixth Order three times in a row. The Sixth Order retreated five meters in a row, and there was a mysterious air wall behind him. He stretched out his foot and kicked the air wall, trying to use the power of recoil to rush out. His knife had already slashed out, but an accident happened suddenly. The mysterious air wall that had blocked him half of his progress just now suddenly disappeared! The Sixth Order's back kick disappeared, his whole body was unbalanced, and his upper body suddenly fell down. Hackman, who was rushing over, waved his hand and cut off his neck with a sword.

Killing the Sixth Order, Hackman put his sword in his chest, prayed to the sky, and rested silently in peace. After a long time, he opened his eyes and shouted, "Liu, come out!"

Liu Lei smiled and showed up: "Old friend, how do you know I'm going to be here again?" Hackman hummed in dissatisfaction and said, "What's the matter without your share?" Liu Lei smiled awkwardly and said, "Hey, old friend, I've helped you! No matter what, if there is no information from me this time, you will lose a cardinal archbishop in vain!" Hackman said with a disdainful expression: "But O'Lelen and Wald are still dead... Why don't you save Wald? He is a good child and may be the best Templar in the future..." The old jazz's words showed endless sadness and bleakness, and Liu Lei asked strangely: "He

Does it have anything to do with you?" "He is my best disciple and the most accomplished golden knight under my jurisdiction!" Liu Lei said to him in a daze: "Hackman, listen to my old friend, I really don't know that he is your disciple. I thought he was just an ordinary golden knight..." Hackman waved his hand and said: "You don't have to blame yourself, you can't blame you." Liu Lei suddenly shouted: "Hackman, aren't you awake yet? Look, why the Pope came so slowly, he deliberately wanted to let Wald die. He was using the hands of the Druids to eradicate your people. Do you still understand? This is called 'killing someone with a knife' in our China!"

Hackman shook his head and said, "No, the Pope will not do this. We are all God's people, all brothers and sisters..." Liu Lei interrupted him: "Brothers and sisters? Oh——Is that true? Do you believe it now? Why don't you say it loudly? Because you don't believe what you say, Hackman, old friend, don't deceive yourself anymore, you have found yourself lying!"

Hackman was speechless. Although he was upright, he was not stupid. The old sir seemed to have become more than a teenager in an instant. The belief that had been in his heart that had been in his decades was completely broken at that moment. The old knight floating in the sky was no longer as straight as before. Liu Lei was a little reluctant, so he flew over and patted the old sir on the shoulder and said, "Actually, you have long felt that the Pope is not the spokesperson of a competent God - the Pope is wrong is not what you believe in!"

Hackman nodded and said, "Thank you, Liu, I understand!" Liu Lei said, "This time the Druids defeat is a crushing defeat. I believe that it will come to ask for alliance with us soon. I will say that I will not provide you with information again in the future. You will also temporarily retire for a while. The Pope will definitely not be the opponent of our two factions. When his prestige is ruined, you are coming out to take charge of the overall situation!"

Hackman shook his head and said, "No, all the popes were born by Cardinals, I am not qualified." "It doesn't matter, I don't believe that none of the twelve cardinals have the same mind as you?" Hackman thought for a while and said, "They were all promoted by the pope, they are all a group of flatterers!" "That's how..." Liu Lei pondered for a moment and said, "...No one is dead now, but a new cardinal will definitely be added. You are qualified.
Chapter completed!