The sound of the metal sword colliding with the ground echoed in front of the gate of Atantinople like a bell.

Everyone was staring at the corpse of the evil spirit above the ground in a daze.

What is this... doing?

Suicide?

Why did he do this?

Is it just to prevent that young man from being embarrassed?

This, this is too much.

Both sides are enemies!

Where can anyone consider the enemy?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Chaotic thoughts poured into everyone present. Whether it was shocked, confused, or disbelief, their eyes were firmly locked on the corpse of the evil spirits above.

Including the young man's captain.

In fact, the captain was also extremely shocked.

However, the captain's reaction was extremely fast.

clang!

The long sword was unsheathed, and a layer of light belonging to the God of War was attached to it, and then the sword was unsheathed like the wind.

During the breath, the corpse of the evil spirit above was shattered.

Since you want to die!

Then I will fulfill you!

The captain sneered in his heart.

Enough life experience, countless missions and firm belief in the God of War are enough to make this captain heartfelt.

He won't care about anything.

I won't think much more.

All he needs is to obey the priest's orders and execute the will of the God of War: to kill the enemy in front of him.

Even if this enemy looks immortal... it is the same.

He knew very well that the so-called immortality was just an illusion!

Except for the God of War, no one is immortal!

As long as you break through to a certain level, the so-called immortality is just a joke.

Just so happens, there is such a secret technique in the Temple of War God.

With his swordsmanship, even if some evil creatures are killed, they will not be able to be "resurrected"!

The captain was very confident about this.

So, he turned around and put his sword back into the sheath.

He looked at the young team member behind him and frowned unconsciously.

Gino is a young man he is very optimistic about.

He is innocent and has outstanding talent.

He only needs a little training to become a qualified deacon with a knife, and even after some experience, he is the best candidate for the sword priest.

But……

Still too young!

Bewildered by the illusion in front of you!

The captain sighed in his heart.

"Gino, don't be..."

The captain was about to persuade his young players, but he saw the young players who had been stunned and were looking behind him in shock.

Moreover, the same is true for the people around.

The captain, who had been through a long battle formation, took a step forward and turned around and had a sword.

This is a complete combat instinct.

When there is someone behind you, you will inevitably be chased when you move forward, and turning around will have miraculous effects.

Even if you cannot seriously injure the opponent, it will disrupt the opponent's offensive rhythm and thus gain the initiative.

However, the captain's sword failed.

No one was chasing him.

Or to be precise, the evil spirit who was resurrected again stood there, looking at him with a smile.

If it were normal, such a scene would be very embarrassing, but at this time, the captain looked at the evil spirit standing in front of him again, and there was no such feeling at all. He was left with only shock!

How is that possible?!

Why didn't the long sword with magical skills work?

The doubts in his heart did not make the captain hesitate at all.

He waved his sword again, and at the same time, the name of the God of War sounded in his mouth.

"My Lord makes my sword sharper!"

“My Lord makes my will stronger!”

"My Lord's will is the direction pointed by my sword!"

Amid the shouts, the captain's long sword once again blessed the glory of the God of War, and once again cut the upper evil spirit into pieces.

More broken than before.

Then, he widened his eyes, looked at the fragments of the corpse in front of him, and condensed from the white light again and reborn.

Still as smooth as new.

Still a gentle smile.

Never changed.

It won't change, either.

It is like the sun that rises as usual every day. No matter what you do, it shines on you, giving you light and warmth.

Everyone looked at the evil spirit at the moment and inexplicably had such thoughts arose from the bottom of their hearts.

Is this the 'Mist' church?

The old marquis took a deep breath.

He was very knowledgeable and shocked by the continuous resurrection scene.

Obviously, the means of "resurrection" in front of him exceeded any of his knowledge.

And, more importantly...

The people around have completely remembered the "Mist" church!

Look at those eyes.

There is shock and incredible, but more of it is longing for it!

That's right!

Just yearning!

The old Marquis was sure of this look.

Because, he has seen it in the eyes of too many people.

He was sure that as long as this person who kept "resurrecting" waved to these fools, these people would kneel there and beg for mercy.

Danger!

The mist is a guy who is more dangerous than the God of War and the Lady of Disaster!

Need to hold them up!

The old Marquis subconsciously thought of the "fog" church believers in the shanty town of the Lower Seventh Ring Road.

Maybe, it should be started in advance.

Thinking that he had to use one of the other cards he had arranged, the old Marquis couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

If he can, he really doesn't want to use this trump card.

no!

Not yet!

The old Marquis quickly denied his thoughts.

Because, such a trump card only has one chance to use it.
To be continued...