Chapter 1932 You Have Divine Punishment, I Have Forceful Control! Roar

Chapter 1932 You have divine punishment, I have forceful control! Roar--

"God's punishment!"

With a shout, white light poured down like a mountain. When everyone was chanting in unison, the white light had already fluctuated, condensed, and reached an extremely powerful state.

Although it is incomparable to the power of faith accumulated over hundreds of years in a county-level cathedral, it can still be used.

After all, the mental power of a strong man is worth hundreds or even thousands of ordinary people. At this moment, the people standing behind him are at the lowest level of knights. Most of them are great knights, and there are even three heavenly beings. The knight is present——

Music and rituals are originally powerful tools for harmonizing spiritual power. Under the common belief, everyone who sang hymns at the same time and cheered up worked together, and the condensed holy light was enough to summon a divine punishment!

Silent, yet domineering. The white light swept across, and the nobles and knights surrounding [White Wolf] William felt their chests tighten, and their whole bodies felt like they were on fire:

This is the first function of [Divine Punishment], activating the power of faith to burn the master back. No matter how much power you get from God, once you betray God, all these powers will become sharp blades that can hurt you!

Some of the paladins and priests who were on the side of the Askan family were already burning up, rolling to the ground, and screaming in agony.

Even if you take the path of [justification by faith], you are not at a high level, and you do not have enough control over your own power, you will still be triggered by the divine punishment cast by the legendary priest!

On the other hand, [Big Bear] Albery clenched his fists and hammered his chest, roared loudly, and sprayed white light from his mouth. To the side and behind, many noble knights looked ugly, but they did not fall to the ground:

I have been living in the northern border vassal for many years. I grew up listening to the preaching of the Glory Holy See. Do you have any faith in God? Indeed there is. Is it much? It’s really not much.

At least, my own strength is the result of hard work. Even if the power of faith is aroused and burns the whole body, it will not be fatal! ! !

Only a few barbarians reacted the most easily. Led by the last barbarian who fell, the four of them stood side by side, charging forward with their giant swords, big axes, and big bone clubs pointing forward.

Just four people, four giant men with a height of more than two meters, charging side by side, already rushing out with the momentum of thousands of troops——

"Do it!"

The priest shouted again. With an order, the hunting ground roared, and many nobles and knights stepped forward at the same time. Linus Askan gritted his teeth, raised his sword to meet him, and with a clang, he withstood Lenny Franco's sword——

Hold it!

Resisted!

"It's not too late to surrender now!"

"What about you! It's not too late for you to surrender now!!!"

The two of them arched their bodies forward, pressed their feet against the ground, and glared at each other. With a low roar, the two swords separated, and in a moment, the two long swords burning with flames collided together again.

Led by [Big Bear] Albery, many warriors who were still able to move also stood up and faced the nobles and warriors who rushed towards them...

"There is an energy response from a legendary level spell in the direction of the secluded stone house."

"He has high-level magic and the sword energy of a high-level warrior... It seems that the [Fearless Sword Master] resisted very hard..."

"Let him go. Three against one, it will definitely suppress him. However, it will take some time to completely control him and make him bow his head..."

On the southern border of the Ascan Territory, several Holy See legends gathered around a golden compass and discussed in low voices. After watching it for a while, he adjusted the compass' detection direction for a while and looked at the light point slightly to the northeast:

"There is a high-level divine spell activated in the direction of the hunting ground."

"It's the Adams brothers. It seems that the resistance there is also very fierce."

"Those northern barbarians have very hard bones. Their family's divine sword and a legendary attack. When they forced out this attack, if they couldn't beat it, they would probably give up.

It’s just that I don’t know how many people will die by then…”

"So, if one or two appear, the legendary energy reaction is normal... if four or five appear, it will be abnormal..."

The legends of the Holy See who are hundreds of miles away can relax and point fingers. On the battlefield, the warriors of the Askan family and the warriors on the side of the Glorious Holy See were already strangled together.

[Big Bear] Albery wore heavy armor, roared loudly, and charged forward.

Bernard brandished a big bone club and shouted fiercely on the battlefield. With three barbarian guards hired by the Askan family from the North, he withstood a dozen Holy Knights of the Holy See.

Linus Askan and Lenny Franco ping-pong-pong.

He has not yet broken through the barrier from Great Knight to Heavenly Knight, and his strength is lower than Lenny. However, he is full of various enhancement spells that enhance strength, agility, and endurance, and can also temporarily make him stronger. Stop the opponent with a few swords.

As for Gretel...

Gretel clenched his fists:

When will it be my turn to take action?

I'm almost bored to death!

"Surrender! Give up!"

Cardinal Adams stood at the back of the array, solemnly holding the holy book in his hands. He glanced at the battlefield. Although he was surprised by the resilience of the Askan family, he did not think that his side might lose. He just urged loudly:

"It's not too late to return to the right path now! God is merciful and forgiving. As long as you realize your mistakes and are willing to kneel at God's feet, God will always give you a chance to correct yourself!"

No one paid any attention to him. Even [White Wolf] William, who was half leaning on the tree trunk and dying, didn't give him a look. Cardinal Adams' face darkened, and the holy book in his hand automatically turned over another page:

"Trust in God with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will direct your paths. Do not be wise in your own eyes, but fear..."

The white light rises like a tide, weaving and shaping, and is about to construct a new divine art. At the moment when it was about to be completed, the air in front of him suddenly condensed, and an overwhelming pressure poured down:

! ! !

what happened? !

Cardinal Adams suddenly felt difficulty breathing. His chest felt as if a thousand kilograms of stone were pressing on him, and he almost fell to his knees. He subconsciously withdrew his magic and built a defense around himself.

At this moment, an angry roar broke out among the crowd:

"Roar--"

The voice seemed to be extremely sharp, and at the same time it seemed to be extremely rich; it seemed to be extremely high-pitched, and it seemed to be extremely deep.

Lenny Franco's hands trembled, and he felt that what he heard was not a sound, but a sharp blade, inserted directly into his heart, and his whole soul was snatched away:

The moment he heard the voice, his mind went blank, and he was gripped by great fear. He didn't even know where he was, what he was doing, or whether he had a weapon in his hand.

Almost all of the warriors in the same camp as him were the same, their minds were blank and their bodies were stiff. At the same time, Gretel's eyes lit up:

It's my turn!

Cast a spell! ! !