mechanical court

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After the confidant who was loyal to Ozymandis was killed by Xia Li, there was chaos on the deck, and the crusaders collectively rioted and even went on strike. No matter how the remaining priests roared and shouted, they refused to use ballistas to shoot Ivan.

If the army suddenly does not obey the command, then it is necessary to study the composition of the soldiers.

The composition of the Crusaders is very simple. Some of them are strong men selected from believers. After further instilling faith, they spend a lot of money to cultivate and train elite fighters.The other part is the orphans adopted by the religious order, who have been instilled with faith since childhood, and trained in extremely strict ways.

No matter what part they have, they all have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely devout.

The so-called piety, in other words, is superstition, even though the priests of the Temple of Nut have deliberately downplayed the existence of the Sun King since a long time ago.But the king is the spokesperson of Atum, the supreme god. This kind of cognition not only exists in the teachings, but is even subtly integrated into daily life, which cannot be erased no matter what.

Facing Ivan as an ordinary person, they might still be able to barely keep calm and obey the orders of the priests.

But once faced with the sun king who came back from the dead and showed his might, the spokesperson of the supreme god in the teachings.

These believers only have the urge to worship, and it is already very worthy of the cultivation of the cult over the years not to turn against each other. It is absolutely impossible to draw their swords to face each other.

In history, they drowned King Ekhnaton, but they did it without knowing it. The crusaders on the front line thought that they were suppressing the rebellion and killing the false king until the death of the Sun King.After knowing the truth, there are not a few crusaders who suffer from mental illness and even commit suicide due to fear.

Chapter 26 Second Form

Whoosh-!

In just an instant, the dark lightning crossed the densely woven rain curtain, and appeared behind Ozymandis with a series of phantoms.Only the shadow of Xia Li's outline remained, and his palms turned into knives, piercing through his chest from behind.

"Charlie! How dare you betray me!?"

The high priest suddenly raised his head from the fright, but it was too late to do anything. A gelatinized shadow emerged from his chest, and Xia Li's wrist penetrated into his body.Blood spurted out from the gap in the wound, it was not a dark red liquid, but a jet-black acid liquid that was rapidly transpiring, like a black snake flying into the air.

"you deserve it!"

After seeing this scene, Yiwen felt quite elated, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"..."

Ozymandis sprayed black acid from his mouth and nose, and the holy lines on his face gradually dimmed, like a light that was about to run out of power, and his head drooped quickly.

But at this moment, Xia Li's pupils suddenly lit up with a ghostly fire, gathered into a vertical line like a vigilant feline, quickly pulled out her arms, turned into black lightning and retreated a hundred meters away.

"..."

At the same time, Yiwen also sensed the crisis, but instead of retreating, he prepared to hurry up and kill the opponent.

But his speed was far inferior to Xia Li's. Before he got close to 20 meters, the high priest lifted his drooping head again, squinting his eyes, and the pupils shot out from the slits were as sharp as knives.In the blink of an eye, Ozymandis' painful expression disappeared out of thin air, and his expression was as calm as ice.All the camouflage was removed at this moment, and what was left in his eyes at this moment was only a brutal killing intent.

boom--!

As he looked, the airflow condensed like a turbine, like an ocean current vortex suspended in the air, restraining Ivan's advancing figure.

"Material No. [-] would actually betray at such a juncture... Is it because I am too impatient..."

The high priest sighed faintly, and the almost extinguished holy pattern on the body surface suddenly became brighter, and the combination of blazing light deformed, and it grew rapidly like flesh and blood, forming three pairs of blue light wings in the shape of sword blades.

"hiss!"

The high priest looked up at the sky, his arms clenched into fists, and the holy patterns all over his body flickered like flowing light. He was not only taking a deep breath—the spiral air blades surrounding his body solidified several times in an instant, and he became thinner. The withered body quickly became strong and burly, the muscles under the skin undulated like water, and the wound on the chest also healed and disappeared in the process.

At this moment, Ozymandis seems to have returned to his former glory before being injured. Although he lost the home field advantage of the Temple of Nut, he still has [-]% of the strength of the day.

"Accept the judgment of the storm and the atmosphere!"

He stared at Ivan's approaching figure, grasped the air with both hands and brought it to his waist, bowed his waist slightly, and his body naturally assumed a posture of sprinting vigorously.

boom--!

The high priest kicked the air violently, his figure was wrapped in the gust of wind, and disappeared with the high-speed movement.

Whoosh-!

In the next second, the airflow in front of Ivan exploded suddenly, and the scene in front of him suddenly turned upside down. The scene was like a shell piercing through a [-]-meter-high wave.The spiral-shaped vacuum hole suddenly opens, the boundaries of the inner and outer scenes are clear, and the layers are distinct. The light passes through media with different densities, forming a distorted world like a mirror phantom.

boom--!

Before he could even react, Ozymandis followed the figure through the hole with a heavy fist and rushed in front of him. The light blade on the fist was spinning like a glowing drill, stabbing his lower abdomen hard .

boom--!

The light blade of the high priest's fist shattered, and the skin of Ivan's abdomen was cracked at the same time, and the abdominal muscles that seemed to be casted by alloy were also dented with scars.

"..."

There was a faint painful expression on his face, but his hands didn't stop for a moment, densely woven electric light wrapped around the peak of the fist, and hammered hard at the opponent's forehead.

"call!"

Faced with such a blow, the muscles between Ozymandis' chest and abdomen swelled and deformed like waves, and he suddenly made an exhalation movement.

Whoosh whoosh--!

The invisible field opened up around him, all the surrounding airflow was compressed into this field, and the highly compressed air formed a vortex that could be discerned by the naked eye in the spherical field.Wrapped Ivan, who was unable to guard against it, and directly stopped his movements.

"Keep your eyes open... This is the true spell of the sky god!"

The high priest's eyes were burning hot, and the figure in the forward posture froze, and turned into a dozen afterimages when it turned from real to virtual again.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi -!

Wrapped in the vortex of the gust of wind, these afterimages leaned forward and stabbed their claws, or crossed their arms, or slashed with their palms vertically, or slashed all over their bodies. They kept moving in different forms, and rushed towards Ivan from all directions, up, down, left, and right.

Clang, clang, clang——!

In the blink of an eye, the huge tornado column wrapped Ivan into the eye of the wind, and the afterimage of Ozymandis galloped in from all directions. .

In the turbulent airflow, the afterimage claw blade rotates and cuts like a blade, dozens of hundreds of attacks per second, quickly bruising the opponent's body.Finally, they retreated one by one in front of the opponent, their figures condensed slightly, and rushed across in the same posture, and more than a dozen claw blades slashed across Ivan's throat one after another.

From the outside, it looks like the high priest directly passed through his body with afterimages.

call--!

The wind pillar spread out, and Yiwen stagnated in place spitting blood, his metal body was covered with scars, and the hot red light like lava in his eyes was almost extinguished.

He turned his head to look at the enemy, showing a ferocious expression, and was about to continue fighting, when he suddenly took a suffocation - countless glowing cracks on his skin burst from the inside out, and the golden fire mist lingering on his shoulders collapsed at the same time.

Om-!

The inflated and collapsed golden fire atomized into a ball-shaped light shield, with misty golden flames lingering on the surface, squeezing out the messy airflow, and enveloping Ivan's body into the ball.

"Broken defense!"