The surroundings were as silent as the grave, and the knights stared at Luo Yu and Sethia. Everyone held their breath. As long as Lancelot gave the order, they would charge forward, chop down the two of them and crucify them.

Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, a Templar who was at the forefront suddenly moved.

The Knights Templar's status in the Cross Church is second to the Knights of the Round Table and the Teutonic Knights, and is ranked above the Knights of the Hospital. It is an indispensable backbone force. Everyone has powerful and superb martial arts.

Everyone thought that the Templar wanted to take the lead in charge and prove his courage, but who knew that when he raised the great sword in his hand, his whole body was trembling, as if he was resisting some force. The next second, without warning, his sword turned and slashed at a companion behind him.

A knight behind him knew that his comrade would suddenly turn the sword edge and could not dodge at all. He was hit hard. The chain mail on his chest was cut open by the sword, and even his sternum was half cracked, and the blood mist sprayed to a height of two or three meters.

When the wounded companion fell, the others looked at the Templar in shock. They saw his eyes filled with rich blood, and they kept spinning irregularly in their sockets. Bubble-like saliva kept gushing out of their mouths, like a crab, and a twisted roar like a beast broke out in their mouths: "Ah!!!!!!"

Amid the screams, the Templar slashed at the wounded companion, and aimed directly at the fragile neck position.

Just as the injured person was about to land, a Teutonic knight next to him quickly looked at the sword that was chopping, locked his arm tightly, and growled, "The Lord is above, what are you doing?!"

"Ah!!!!" The Templar roared in a twist, his voice so strange that it was terrifying. Those who didn't know thought that when facing a roaring monster, his power was even more amazing. He forced the Teutonic Knight who was one level higher than him, and kept slashing with a heavy sword.

Under the cover of several companions, the previously injured Knight was dragged to a safe position in the chaos, and the rest began to avoid the crazy Templar, with solemn expressions one by one.

The Teutonic Knight who took action was a little difficult to get on the verge of the tiger at this time. If he wanted not to hurt the crazy Templar, he would not be able to take heavy measures, but if he did not take heavy measures, his safety would not be guaranteed.

Just as the Templar was slashing with his sword, a red-clothed exorcist suddenly strode forward, and the scepter in his hand suddenly hit the ground, like a meteorite falling in his moment.

"Boom!!!" Although the scepter seems light, when it hits the ground, with the sacred silver inlaid at the bottom of the scepter as the center, a substantial shock wave burst out around it. The skin of the red-clothed exorcist bishop was burning with visible golden flames, standing like a god descending to earth. The words mentioned in his mouth were like divine sound: "Evil retreats!"

"Boom!" The moment the sound wave mixed with divine power passed by the Templar, the blood in his eyes quickly faded away, and the white foam in his mouth stopped spitting out. Some strange black energy on his body was stripped out. After the energy dissipated, he directly turned his eyes to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Bishop." Lancelot carried the unconscious Knight Templar and handed him over to the knight who was following behind. He thanked the old exorcist in red, and then turned his deep eyes to Sethia.

I saw the surging energy surging in Sethia's blood pupils, as if emitting some kind of terrible force field. The noble black dress, against the backdrop of the blood clan's energy, was automatically dancing like a demon's minion. Facing the vast sacred sound wave, her right hand waved in the air, releasing a strange dark barrier, blocking all the sound waves.

Some knights may not have reacted, but as the Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot has fought with high-level vampires a lot. The Templar was obviously bewitched by Scia. You know, not everyone can stare at the Queen's bloody eyes.

"Don't look at her eyes!" Lancelot gave the order, and the knights around him pulled down their covers and moved their eyes down.

Lancelot himself was fearless and looked directly at Sciya's surging bloody eyes. After a while of silence, he shook his head and said in a complicated but firm manner: "I am very sorry to have reached this point."

The injured person had already appeared during the confrontation. With Lancelot's words at this time, the knights around him naturally understood the situation. Their long swords were unsheathed one after another, forming a shining light and shadow under the gloomy sky.

Almost at the same time, under the momentum of destroying the world, the red umbrella in Luo You's hand arrived in a 26-ton main battle posture. The dragon power of the migratory army was raging like a hurricane at this moment. The dragon teeth erected like guns on the surface seemed to tear apart everything, and vaguely roared with the fury of the dragon.

Immediately afterwards, the giant sword of Blood Prison also appeared in Sethia's hand. With the help of the queen's energy, it revealed a cold light that was even scarier than blood. Countless mysterious patterns entangled with Panqiu were wrapped around the sword body like a poisonous snake, and finally all gathered at the position where the blade was held, emitting a hideous light.

Lancelot might have regarded Luoyou as a friend, but Luoyou did not. He only thought that Lancelot was a very noble knight, in other words, a good man, that's all!

If the knight is in his way and even wants to do it, he will show his fangs without hesitation.

The oppression brought by the Scarlet Queen and the Blood Prison made many knights breathless, and the unique dragon power invaded every cell in their bodies. If these knights had not been through many battles, at least half would have foamed at the mouth and lying on the ground.

Just as Lancelot was about to take the lead in charge and the situation was about to become out of control, a hurried cry suddenly came from behind: "Wait a minute! Don't do it!"

At this time, these knights focused on Luo You and Sethia, and had no energy to stop the people behind, but were forced to be squeezed out of a way by the girl from behind.

I saw Ayer, dressed in white, run to the middle of the battlefield. Facing the knights about to charge, he opened his arms and shook his head and said anxiously: "Lord Lancelot, and everyone, please stop! Luo You is not your enemy!"

Lancelot frowned and said, "Miss Al, please get out of here."

The knights around him had no intention of giving up, and they all had a strong fighting spirit.

The eyes of these people Al had seen them. It was a look of facing heresy and eager to kill them all.

Al knew that any words were pale and powerless at this time, so he simply pursed his lips and said nothing, and stood in front of him stubbornly, refusing to give in.

This made the knights who were preparing to attack very embarrassed. If they wanted to launch a charge now, the sword would not have eyes and the war horse would be even more ruthless. At that time, they would definitely hit Al, but they could not be stopped by an unknown nun here and remained unmoved!
Chapter completed!