Gray's fingers moved slightly.

"He is still alive!" The soldiers around him were so scared that they retreated in a hurry.

The black cat suddenly felt an abnormality, and the shattered ribs were growing and healing little by little under the black air.

"Thanks to everyone who blocked me, they made me more resilient."

Just as ripples spread, the black air was transforming into a dazzling silver-white light.

"What are you doing? Are you using holy art?" The black cat screamed in fear.

However, when the light fell on it, he was stunned, because this "holy technique" was different from the past and did not burn.

"May the light wash my soul."

The soul fire in Grey's eyes was also transforming from dark red to silver white little by little.

...

"Saint?" Zeda was stunned.

...

The crushed bones have healed.

Just as everyone was watching, Gray stood up slowly on the steps.

"Are you... okay?" the black cat asked carefully.

No answer.

Bob stared blankly.

The king stared blankly.

The bishop looked blankly.

Even Vivian was looking at him in disbelief.

Watching him get up, watching him staggeringly, step by step, watching the soldiers retreating frantically, watching Gray bend down, pick up the sword that belonged to him that fell to the ground, and hold it in his hand. The hand was trembling slightly.

...

"Oh my god, they can actually find a saint from the lich." Zeda couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Even if we expose his identity, we can't let him fall into depravity. It will only make his faith stronger... You told me that this is a level A task, but in fact, I'm afraid that level S will not only do it."

Zeda covered her face, never disappointed.

He once caused many paladins to fall, but if they were saints... the difficulty would probably be greater than turning an angel into a fallen angel.

Taviya looked at her expressionlessly.

...

Tenidas trotted to Gray and gently pushed Gray with his head.

Grey slowly turned to the side and looked at it. He raised his head and stepped on the stirrup, got on the horse, and once again facing the direction where the king was.

The hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

The soldiers were all stunned and slowly retreated.

The king's expression was distorted, and he comforted himself: "If you are not afraid, he will be dying, obviously he is seriously injured! Give him a few more arrows! Give him a few more arrows! Give him a few more arrows and he will not stand up!"

However, the sky was dark gray.

The first ray of sunshine has fallen.

The flag of the silver moon flutters in the wind.

The soldiers standing in the back row turned back in horror.

The people standing on the roof watching the battle slowly opened their eyes wide.

At the corner of the street, figures in silver armor appeared one by one, riding horses wrapped in heavy armor, forming a charge formation.

A spear with a spear shines brightly in the sun.

The king standing on a high place was so scared that his eyes kept frolicking between the Knights of the Silver Moon and Grey.

"How is it possible, how is it possible...how can it be so fast? Did he plan it long ago?"

The wind blew gently.

His whole body was covered in blood, as if he was in the center of the world, Grey raised the sword in his hand high and shouted: "The Silver Moon Knights, for justice and for faith! Charge!"

The next moment, the undead knights, who were like a strong wind, were already sweeping along the broad street with their spears and sweeping towards the king's army!

Thanks to the days when the wind faded, gr, Xiaoqiang, touching the head, undersea storm, ruc Yanyun Jiqing, hungry hunter, nine-tailed demon lake, tayliu, boring white mouse, fire heart Taoist, air style, mzznq, silly king?, Xingyingfan, I like you and everyone, Gui Yaoshun, Anthony Liu, you are only worthy of drawing red plum, turbid bead, young man, you are no longer young, Ka Mengbei Nose, the illusion in dream, Mu Xiaomu, stammer,
Chapter completed!