Chapter 142 The Pursuers of the Lord of Glory Are Catching Up! (Ten Thousand Rewards Plus 3 Updates)

As soon as the prayers came into his ears, the hairs all over Gretel's body started to tremble. Who is that? Who is that person flying in mid-air?

High-level spellcaster?

High priest?

Even teachers can’t fly! That person can fly into the sky and his voice of prayer spreads for miles. How powerful is that person? grade ten? Level 11? Or higher?

Or, what kind of magic item was used to help?

If that person comes to hunt them down——

"Bernard, do you know what level he is?" Gretel asked in a low voice. Even though they were far apart, he was still afraid that the other party would hear the noise, so he subconsciously lowered his voice. Bernard shook his head angrily:

"I don't know. I won't know until I fight."

Beaten? It's too late to fight! Gretel touched his pocket and then the mana pearl around his neck. He still didn't feel safe at all. God bless, Buddha bless, God of nature bless, the other party must not discover them!

Whatever you are afraid of will happen. At the end of the prayer, the ball in the man's hand suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the area ten miles away as bright as day. Gretel and his group were originally hiding in the darkness, but when illuminated by this white light, they were completely unable to hide!

"In the east!" The voice of prayer sounded again, with the same gentle and clear voice, but the words it said made Gretel's hair stand on end:

"The cunning heretic, the enemy of the Holy Fleet, is clinging to the mountain wall and escaping eastward!"

The white light on the sphere changed from scattering to condensation, and a dazzling light pillar firmly covered Gretel and others. The spot of light that fell on the ground was the size of a house, and the chasing team could see the direction of the enemy at a glance even if it was more than ten miles away.

Gretel's whole body was cold. He reflexively shouted: "Go to the right! Run against the mountain wall! If we turn inward on the mountain wall, we will be safe!"

It’s hard to believe that such a powerful magic can be moved at will! If that ball of light could keep floating outwards and keep the beam of light over our heads, I would admit it!

Grete thought viciously. The team had already turned around without him reminding them, sticking to the foot of the mountain and trying their best to escape eastward. While running, there was a sudden scream, and the fifth-level shield warrior rolled heavily to the ground, including his body and his horse!

"York!" exclaimed Captain Barnes. The shield warrior rolled a few times, got up with difficulty, and immediately looked at the mount - only one glance and he said sadly: "Captain, the horse is dying!"

These mounts were in bad luck tonight. There was no food to eat, no rest to rest. I was tossing forward for dozens of miles in the middle of the night, and then running back for dozens of miles in vain - that's not all. After finally resting for a short while, I had to hunch over my master again. He ran back desperately.

Even the donkeys in the production team dare not build it like this.

The Shield Warrior York is the burliest, has the heaviest equipment, and carries the greatest burden on his mount, so he is the first to collapse. As soon as his horse fell, the horses in the team neighed, and several more horses staggered.

To make matters worse, the sound of horse hooves was as dense as a rain shower, and the pursuers were already catching up from behind.

"No way, Captain!" York gritted his teeth and stood up, carrying the steel shield. He raised his head and looked at the white light that continued to shine in the distance, with a pale expression on his face:

"Captain, I'll cut off the queen, you guys run away!"

"Don't stop here!"

Gretel blurted out together with Daniel the Mage. The two looked at each other, and Grete continued to shout:

"Keep running forward! Go to a place where white light cannot reach, we will set up an ambush and kill the pursuers!"

The team continued to run hard. Shield Warrior York was only temporarily discouraged, but was awakened by a word and cheered up. The physical strength of the fifth-level knight is already strong. When he runs, his speed is no slower than anyone else.

However, Grete's mount was also a little weak, so the barbarian Bernard simply jumped off the horse and carried Grete over.

Grete lay on the barbarian's back, trying to turn his head and look behind him. After taking a quick glance and confirming the composition of the pursuers, he breathed a sigh of relief:

Thank God, there's no big guy who can fly.

As for the others...the others...well...

"How many people are behind you? Are they knights?"

Captain Barnes shouted as he ran. Gretel tried to stretch his neck:

"Ten people! I don't know if they are knights. They are all wearing black armor and holding big swords! They all have golden thunder patterns on their clothes, and there is a very strange... very strange..."

He racked his brain to think of how to describe it. Master Daniel had already looked back, and at that glance, his whole body was shaken:

"The dogs of the inquisition!"

"Run!"

Everyone said in unison. Gretel began to look through his pockets: Before coming out, any of the magic items Linn gave him could make a comeback? Which attack has far enough range?

A [cold and heat resistant] ring...waste!

The ring of [Water Purification Technique]... is useless!

[Bright Amulet]... This can only be used for defense, not attack!

The [Control the Undead] pendant... There are no dead people at the moment, and even if there were, I wouldn't have time to deal with it!

The ring of [Corpse Explosion Technique]... this is great! Go back and find an opportunity to blow them up!

Fortunately, the mountain finally began to turn inward, and the ball hanging in the air did not move. Horse hooves burst into the darkness, and Gretel finally breathed a sigh of relief:

This was the first time he truly felt that the shelter of darkness could be so kind.

God bless, those people behind me, please slow down too!

He looked around, trying to find favorable terrain and preparing to set up an ambush. Well, the mountain road ahead is quite narrow, and you can probably pull a few snagging ropes;

There is a bend further ahead. I have to dig a few holes behind the bend. I don’t know if it’s too late;

Hey, it would be nice if there was a cliff, I could trick people directly...

Gretel was picking and choosing, constantly thinking about it, but no terrain satisfied him. Before he could make up his mind, a neat roar sounded from the pursuers behind him:

"For the glory of the Lord of Radiance!"

Amidst the roar, the black-armored knights took off their swords and pointed forward in unison. Gretel just turned around to look, and saw the front ends of the knights' swords emitting bright white light at the same time, illuminating the entire mountain col!

" # %*$!" Gretel swallowed a loud curse and closed his eyes urgently, tears streaming down his face. Why does this have its own lighting? With the light, many tricks to deceive people will no longer work!

Fortunately, Bernard was running with him on his back. If he had run by himself, he would have been stabbed in the eye and would not have fallen down on the spot!

However, the means of chasing soldiers are not limited to lighting. Gretel was jolting violently on the barbarian's back, and suddenly heard a string sound. Immediately afterwards, Bernard jumped forward and almost fell to the ground. Arrows flew past, and the double-sword warrior beside Captain Barnes screamed, heartbreakingly:

"They have strong bows! They have strong bows!"

"Don't shoot him!" someone behind him shouted to stop him. Gretel just breathed a sigh of relief when the somewhat feminine voice continued:

"That pagan priest in front! That magician! Stop! The Lord of Glory is a tolerant God and a kind God. As long as you are willing to convert, I, Gordon Meneva, will protect you in the name of the Inquisition. Immortal!"

I believe you, you big-headed ghost! Grete resisted the urge to turn around and curse, and tightly grasped the corpse explosion ring. He poked Bernard, motioned the barbarian to carry him to the captain, and whispered:

"As soon as you pass the curve ahead, kill two horses!"

"Block them in front?"

"Yes!" Gretel raised his fist and showed the ring in his hand to the captain: "The Necromancer gave it to me!"

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