The flames gathered above to form the icon of the silver sun.

He held his scepter and shook it lightly.

A silver-gray flame flew out, and then turned into a thick crystal the size of a forearm, staying in front of the two of them.

One of them hastily stretched his hands out from under the cloak.

Next to the claws that look like bird claws, there are fine feathers.

This is obviously not a human being.

Allowing non-human races to enter the church, it is obvious that these two mysterious people are very important to the favored ones of the deep light.

All believers in the deep light and the dark sun are all human beings.

No alien species has been found so far.

They not only accept human believers, but even slaughter those non-human races in the process of preaching.

In their eyes, this is a dirty creature.

It is something that betrays the gods.

Of all intelligent creatures in the world, only human beings are eternal.

"Thank you, His Majesty the Pope."

After the two put away the crystal pillar, they slowly exited the prayer hall and closed the door by the way.

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared that the pope showed a slight disgust expression on his face. He waved his hand, and a silver breeze blew in the church, then wrapped it around him and flew out.

Then his voice suddenly sounded in the prayer hall.

"How's the battle going now?"

When his voice fell.

Just below the bench where the praying person must sit, a figure appeared and sat there.

"Your Majesty, the situation on the front line is not optimistic. The enemy has already reached a stalemate with us. They are frantically adapting to our attack method."

"If this continues, we may remain in a stalemate until the enemy finds an opportunity to push back."

Hearing his report, the Pope just nodded quietly.

"There is no need to change, just keep the status quo, wait for the time to come, it is enough for us to keep consuming the enemy's strength.

The victory of this war ultimately depends on my lord, how long it will take to wear down the will of this world. "

As the pope who followed the deep light to conquer the world and spread the faith.

He clearly knew that people like himself were just consuming the enemy's strength.

After all, the final result of the war still depends on the battle between those supreme beings.

They cannot be decisive.

My God has won, no matter how much the enemy resists, it will be useless, they will all drive straight to occupy this world.

If I am invincible or have nothing to do with this world, then in the end, they, the favored ones, can only retreat.

Of course, their battles were not in vain.

Especially for the will of the world.

After all, the power of the world is related to the lives that live on him.

If there are enough of these beings and their quality is strong enough, the power of the world will also rise accordingly, which is definitely something that the light of the abyss does not want to see.

And they just want to hold back these lives and reduce them as much as possible, so as to weaken the power of the world.

And he is working hard on it.

Stalemate like now can be well consumed.

Maybe there is an accidental opportunity.

Thinking of this, a slightly bloody smile appeared on the pope's kind and peaceful face.

……

After receiving the news from Lumbe.

In addition to Kane, Claire and the others also came around the enemy's forward camp.

Compared to Kane and the others who were going to directly attack the enemy's forward camp, Claire and the others didn't have such an ability.

After all, they still brought three teams of explorers. In this case, attacking the enemy's camp is tantamount to death. After all, not everyone can use their skills to equip every explorer with the equivalent of three colors like Kane. Level of combat power armor.

This kind of thing is impossible to really create, after all, it is something with rules.

Therefore, the main task of the three teams of Claire, Lulu, and Lumbe is still the same as before, hunting around the enemy's explorer camp.

Due to the characteristics of the fog, it is impossible for the enemy's news to be communicated in real time after all, and there is a lot of delay.

When the patrol team they spread out had a large area of ​​casualties, they didn't even know when it happened when they found out.

If you find the right opportunity, you can also directly catch a wave around the enemy's forward camp.

It's a pity that there are still too few explorers on their side who can reach the color level.Compared with the Blessed Ones of the Deep Light, the number is much, much smaller.

If it weren't for the fog with chaotic space, it wouldn't last so long.

Otherwise, they can completely form a team with a large number of three colors, relying on the chaotic fog to hunt frantically, making it impossible for the enemy to enter the fog and stay there.

How can it be like now that it can only defend passively, and from time to time use its own convenience in the fog to reduce the enemy's effective strength.

At this time, Claire was already wrapped in black and white flames, and her front hooves stomped heavily towards the ground.

The black flame, surrounded by the surging mist, began to spread crazily towards the surroundings.

Not far in front of them is the enemy's advance camp.

This forward camp is still their unique church style.

As the black and white flames began to spread, a huge gate of death slowly rose from the flames.

The huge door was connected by dark green clouds, and the sound of bones colliding sounded.

Dense white skeletons poured out from the gate, some of which were burning with black flames.

One after another, ghost knights were condensed from Claire's side.

More undead began to pour out from the gate, this time they were more powerful.

An undead knight in black heavy armor, riding a nightmare with black flames on his feet.

Behind him are all kinds of strange undead, and almost all of these undead are gold rank.

A black skeleton was mixed among them, and he possessed the strength of three colors.

The exaggerated movement here attracted the attention of the entire forward camp.

A white light bullet was launched from the top of the church and smashed into the pile of skeletons.

Christians, apologist knights, and various bishops also came out of the church one after another, and the dim silver light began to shine everywhere.

All kinds of disgusting energy whips waved, reducing the number of these undead.

However, the black flames under their feet were still spreading.

At this time, a knight in exaggerated heavy armor suddenly fell from the sky.

Waving the giant sword more than two meters long in his hand, a silver-gray sword mark slid forward, blocking the black flame that Claire wanted to continue spreading forward.

Chapter 881 One Shot and Run

"Styx? How dare you block here directly?"

A somewhat thick female voice came from the knight's heavy helmet.

Unexpectedly, under such thick and exaggerated heavy armor, it was a woman.

This female knight in heavy armor and holding a giant sword is the person in charge of this advance camp, a multi-colored guardian knight.

It's not an ordinary five colors, but a strong player who can fight back and forth with Claire and the others.

She has guarded this forward camp for seven or eight years, and being able to stay here for such a long time without being caught by Kane and the others shows her strength.

Since the enemy established the forward camp.

Ke Kane, the guards of each camp, fought back and forth for an unknown number of times.

The weak ones were already killed by Kane and the others when they found a chance.

Those who can survive without replacement are strong existences.

The main reason is that among the dependents of Deep Light, there are too many parallel imports at the Wucai level.

Even Kafka and Raphael once worked together to kill one.

Regarding the words of the female knight in front of her, Claire didn't have the slightest intention to talk to her, she directly raised her left hand, and she threw a condensed black fireball forcefully.

Another silver-gray sword energy flew over, splitting the fireball in the air.

Countless undead, wrapped in black flames, have already rushed in front of the enemy.

The strength of many undead is not worth mentioning, they look like ants in front of them, but the black flames carried by these undead can burn them, making them have to be careful even if they remove the ants, so as not to be bitten by the ants a mouthful.

And Claire was standing behind the dense crowd of undead, throwing black fireballs.

It's clear that you want to disgust the opposite side.

It seemed that the battle was extremely fierce, but in fact, there were almost no real casualties on both sides.

Instead, they are consuming each other.

Ordinary undead and skeleton soldiers do not count as casualties.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a violent explosion from the side of the advancing camp.

Black and white flames soared into the sky, and the impact even blew away the skulls on the far side.

Look at the scene over there.

The female knight seemed to have just realized something was wrong.

Then she turned her head, and the silver energy on the giant sword gathered deeper and deeper, and she was suddenly slashed out by her forcefully.

A silver-gray energy curved blade flew out.

The skeletons and undead along the way were cut up in an instant, and then turned into fluorescent lights and disappeared.

The silver-gray curved blade slashed all the way to Claire who had been throwing fireballs.

A direct hit, the figure didn't even dodge.

And Claire's figure also faintly turned into flames and disappeared in place.

"Damn, I was cheated."

The angry female knight quickly rushed towards the place where the explosion occurred with half of her staff.

She was too cautious with Claire, there was nothing she could do, although she was not killed by Claire in the previous battle.

But in almost every close combat, I suffered a loss, and even took a long rest before recovering when it was serious.

As a result, she clearly realized that her own strength was still far behind Claire's.

Just going to the camp, she is alone at this time, without other colorful, in this case, she doesn't have much confidence to keep Claire.

Therefore, they have been cautiously trying to fight each other.

I didn't expect Claire to take advantage of her mentality.

The female knight just disappeared.

Black and white flames burst out again, and Claire's figure once again appeared behind the undead.

At this time, the temporary commander saw Claire, his eyes widened, and he immediately shouted to his comrades beside him.

"Back and back, we guard the church and fight, hold on for a while, and when the patrolling soldiers come back, they will naturally have to pay the price."

He didn't know if that Claire was real or not, but it was always no problem to fight back.

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