Looking at the villagers who were afraid in their eyes, but dared to stand up and planned to fight with each other, Emma understood one thing, her fate had changed.￥f,

No matter why the fate of these villagers is changing, she can be sure now that she doesn't like to watch the villagers, or even any kind and innocent people die. She has always thought about changing the tragic fate of others, but she has never succeeded. But now there is a living example in front of her. Moreover, there are more than one or two people who have been changed, but the entire village.

In Emma's current imagination, there is a powerful and wise sage. He has gray hair, bright eyes, and an epic staff with a simple but powerful walking stick that appears in Reed Village.

He built a city wall and a temple here. Because of the majestic interference of other gods, the fate of these villagers has changed unimaginably. Although she is a saint, her strength and knowledge are far more than the average person, she is still a fourteen-year-old girl, and she always has some unnecessary romantic plots for fantasy.

The villagers in front of them were about to set off to deal with the hunters at the entrance of the village, which was tantamount to seeking death. Although they had a candidate saint, their strength was too different. Emma stood up from behind the little tree, and she shouted to the villagers: "You are not their opponents, I will help you."

Beilin's eyes lit up. She couldn't see the girl's strength clearly, but looking at her with a staff, she should be someone with some combat power.

Emma pointed at the front, and several beams of light descended, covering the whole village.

Vitality, strength, light aura, wind breathing, and weak weapon enchantment at least twelve auxiliary magical techniques hit the villagers. They felt that they suddenly became stronger, and the effect was much stronger than Belin's magical techniques.

This is the difference between a full-time saint and an alternate saint.

In many legendary knight novels in this world, the Saint is a girl who communicates with the gods. Her combat power is generally not strong, and most of them are vases. Most of them are the spouses of major brave men, but in essence, the Saint is very strong in profession. Although her direct combat power is worse, her auxiliary ability is top-notch.

Saints usually specialize in various auxiliary magical techniques, with a large number, which can turn a group of sheep into hungry wolves and turn a group of tigers.

The villagers felt the power of their temporary sexuality. They looked at Emma with admiration, especially those young men with ignorant feelings, and even more with love as if they were at first sight.

A holy and pure girl or a powerful spellcaster, no matter which class you are in, will be the center of everyone's sight.

Belin never expected that this girl who came to the village would be so powerful.

Emma looked around and was a little surprised: "By the way, where is Yong Keil?"

"You know Kyle." Belin was also a little alert. She thought that she wouldn't be another girl attracted to Kyle. If this girl also likes Kyle, then her chances of winning would be even smaller. Compared with this girl, Babala is far inferior to this girl: "Kyle and the teacher went up the mountain to hunt, but they should be back soon."

Hearing this, Emma frowned. She was good at assisting magic. Although she also knew several offensive magic tricks, it was unlikely to use them to deal with those pursuers. Because of her professional characteristics, the Saint's ability to protect herself is very strong. However, the offensiveness is indeed not enough.

Although the villagers have been greatly enhanced by her auxiliary magic, they are still far behind those of real professionals, but if the brave are here, it will be different. At least they can serve as a powerful attack point.

At this time, Emma had already felt the pursuers reaching the entrance of the village, and they also felt her breath. More than a dozen powerful magic waves spread out outside the village and pressed straight into Reed's village.

Although Belin was very weak, she felt the strength of the enemy at this time. Her face began to turn pale. Then she shouted to the villagers standing beside her: "Those who do not participate in the battle should hurry up and take shelter in the temple. Go to the entrance of Xicun to burn the wheat piles and make a few cigarettes. The teacher and the others were on the mountain and saw the smoke rising in the village, they would definitely come back quickly."

Hearing this, the women, children and elderly began to run towards the temple, and several adults rushed towards the entrance of the Nishimura.

Emma nodded. Belin's response was very correct. The temple was the palace of the gods on the ground. Even the bolder ones would not dare to attack the temple at will unless they planned to engage in holy war between the two sides.

Seeing the villagers running away from the center of the village, Belin was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw more than a dozen black casters appear at the entrance of the village. As soon as the casters in the front saw them, they began to make gestures and chant at the same time. In less than two seconds, each of them fired dozens of black floating objects and quickly attacked.

"Wind Shield"

Emma waved her hand gently, and the huge transparent wind wall appeared at the entrance of the village. After the black floating objects hit the stroke shield, they immediately disappeared intovisibility.

The leading man in black smiled when he saw this: "Saint Storm, you didn't escape. Who gave you the courage to stop. We waited for you to come out of Beijun Town for a full year. We will use your blood to sacrifice to our master, so that he will be stronger and more majestic when he is resurrected."

Emma snorted softly, without saying anything. In her prophecy, she could live to be 99 years old, and she didn't care about things like sacrifices, but when she thought about it, she had changed her fate now, and her future life would definitely be different from what she saw. When she thought about it, she became even more excited.

No matter what, these villagers have to be rescued, and one can survive.

Belin's face was a little pale, but she was still calm and ordered: "The archers are ready to attack, and the others are dispersed. They are spellcasters, and they find ways to use obstacles to approach them. The spellcaster's melee ability is very poor. As long as they get close to them, there will be a chance."

In fact, Belin's response was correct, but she did not consider that the other party was a professional, while most of them were ordinary villagers. Although they were strengthened by Emma's various auxiliary magics, their base was too small. Even if there was a spell bonus, it was not obvious.

Before the arrows shot by several children flew to the enemy, they were shocked by magical fluctuations.

The adults holding weapons and rushing towards the black caster as soon as they left the wind wall, they were shocked by a black magic rogue. If they fell, they would be seriously injured even if they didn't die. When the dozen people were about to fall to the ground, a strange wave lifted their bodies up, and then these people floated in the air and then slowly landed on the ground.

"Saint, you are in the mood to save others." The man in black in the lead had a hooked nose and a thick black lips. He looked like he was not a good person: "It's useless to save you. If you die, the people in this village will die. Their souls can become the food for our masters."

The man in black said boring words that only spoke in the Knight novel, but Emma also looked solemn.

Although the fate of the villagers in Reed Village has changed and they have the courage, their strength is still too small after all. Even if she uses auxiliary magic to help, she has no chance of winning.

Belin looked at the black smoke pillars lit at the entrance of the West Village, and she immediately turned to Emma and said, "Your Excellency. Please help us block these thugs. Just wait for the teacher and Kyle to come back. We can definitely beat them away."

Emma also felt that this was the only chance of life. Kyle was a brave man. Even if he did not activate his bloodline, he was still a very strong professional. And the sage who did not appear in her prophecy was definitely a very powerful person, because he could turn the fate of so many people, and was definitely not a simple character.

Emma knew about her affairs. Although she was a master-level profession or a saint, it was very difficult to stop these dozen people from entering the village. Unless she thought about it, a resolute look appeared on her face. Then she knelt down and began to pray to the sky.

"Goddess, your loyal believer Emma prays to you, hoping to borrow your supreme power to fulfill my wishes, and I am willing to pay enough for this."

The girl's prayer was very pious, and anyone would feel it this way when they saw her. When the men in black saw her like this, they were a little anxious. The leader of the men in black shouted: "Go ahead with all their strength and break that damn wind wall."

The overwhelming black magic kept bombarding the wind shield, and the wind wall shattered in less than three seconds. The magic power remained unabated and rushed directly to the saint who was praying with his eyes closed.

But at this moment, a blue-yellow pillar of light fell from the sky, covering the saint. The powerful magic hit the pillar of light, and all disappeared silently.

At the same time, a whirlwind roared around the Saint. The whirlwind became stronger and stronger, and then it quickly turned into a strange round wind wall. The wind wall expanded rapidly, surrounding the entire village. What's more amazing is that the wind blowing from this wind wall had no effect on the villagers such as Belin. Instead, the men in black were blown to the point of being tilted and could not stand at all, so they could only withdraw from the village in a mess.

A huge whirlwind was constantly blowing. The men in black tried to attack the round wind raft, but there was no effect. Even large magic could not attack the huge whirlwind.

Belin just breathed a sigh of relief as the men in black left the village, but when she looked at the saint, her heart was thrust.

Because Emma's beautiful brown hair turned silvery one by one. Belin is also a professional. She knew very well that to create such a huge wind-shaped barrier, the mental power required was not small at all, and it even exceeded the upper limit of the girl's burden, so she would have such changes at this time.

This magic is the famous hurricane guardian and legendary magic. Once it appears on the battlefield, it will be a one-sided massacre. Think about it, an army is in a storm and attacks with the storm. They are not affected, but their enemies cannot even stand firmly. With this magical army, they can even block a hundred.

The problem is that there are no legendary casters in both the Storm Temple and the Sky Blue Magic Tower, so this magic has disappeared in the world for more than three hundred years.

As a saint, Emma can use her body to guide and borrow the power of God, but this will inevitably affect her physical health. The more powerful the magic, the more harm it will cause to her.

Now her hair is turning white one by one. When more than two-thirds of her hair have changed color, it is almost her limit, which is when she is ready to die.

One minute passed and three minutes passed.

The leader of the man in black was outside the village. He looked at Emma through the wind raft and laughed: "Forcibly use spells that do not belong to you. Even if you are a saint, you have to pay a price. I see when you can last."

Emma, ​​who was praying, sighed slightly in her heart. If she could, she also wanted to borrow powerful offensive magic from the goddess and kill all of these enemies at once. But she is a saint and cannot borrow offensive magic, because offensive magic is a type of divine punishment, and only the pope is qualified to borrow. She is a saint and can only borrow defensive magic.

Five minutes passed, Emma's hair was half white. She was already worried at this time, because she remembered that after she told other people about the content of the prophecy, although those people avoided the danger in a short time, greater dangers followed one after another, and their ending was even more miserable.

Could this village be like this

Emma was a little shaken. She was not afraid of death, but she didn't want the demon god to be resurrected and no one would seal it. If she died, it would be useless even if the brave could defeat the demon god, because the demon god would be resurrected and she had to seal it with her own hands. After all, she was also a person with special bloodlines.

Could it be that the people in this village can't escape the ending of death?

Emma opened her eyes. If this is the case, she must leave some strength to protect herself, for the sake of the future and to prevent the demons from ruling the world.

The whirlwind protecting Reed Village gradually became smaller. The man in black laughed loudly when he saw this.

Belin's face also turned pale, but she didn't blame Emma because she knew that the girl had tried her best. She had a relationship with Reed Village, and no one was qualified to be demanding her again if she could help her.

Emma was about to disperse hurricane protection, but at this time, she saw a golden shadow appearing in the sky. The shadow flew extremely fast and rushed down quickly.

The men in black only looked at the village and did not notice the sky at all.

The golden shadow swooped down at an extremely fast speed, and when the men in black did not react, they swept through them.

When it flew away and rushed into the sky again, the men in black discovered that among their partners, one of their heads was gone, and his broken neck was sprayed with Lao Gao's blood and fell to the ground.

At this time, a round thing fell from the air. When the man in black saw that his companion disappeared, he saw that his companion disappeared.

Joan of Moral

Belin shouted happily: "The teacher is coming back." To be continued.
Chapter completed!