Be a priest with a pirate system

The battle unfolded instantly

This time, unlike the previous tentative attacks, all the men in black robes attacked like dead soldiers, even exchanging injuries for injuries.

Everyone in Yarrow Town was shocked by the other party's madness.

"Don't these guys want their lives?"

A soldier from the Yarrow Town Guards was once again attacked by the men in black and took the time to speak.

After all, black iron-level experts are not cabbage. Although the number of black-robed assassins is extremely large, they are still a few points behind the people in Arrow Town.

Moreover, several people who were originally black iron warriors greatly increased their strength after being inspired. The black-robed assassin had to surround and kill one person with at least two people to remain undefeated.

So there were two warriors who besieged a black-robed assassin. The warrior who spoke was one of them, and the other gritted his teeth and said:

"These cultists are not human at all. They can do things like sacrifice human lives. How can it be something that humans can do."

When the man spoke, his eyes were red and full of anger.

The power of the Encouragement Fruit is very powerful, but it also requires the cooperation of the person being inspired. If the person being inspired has enough determination, the combined effect will be stronger.

This is also the reason why they can fight against the black iron rank.

But the difference is there after all.

Fortunately for them, it was two people fighting against one person. Not only did they not fall behind, they were able to suppress the other party.

But in other one-on-one battlefields, most of them are at a disadvantage, and it is a huge disadvantage.

The first injured person appears, then the second, then the third

A thin stream of sweat broke out on the old pastor's head.

On both hands, the holy power continues to flow.

"Holy Light"

With a soft drink, the healing power caused the wounds of the most seriously injured warrior to begin to recover.

There was no pause after that, and the holy power in the old priest's body was continuously squeezed.

Holy light spells appeared one after another.

Cecil, who was called "Sir" by the two men in silver-rimmed black robes, quietly watched the battle between the two sides, and from time to time looked at Ivan, who was as indifferent as him.

Could this little guy have any other tricks up his sleeve?

The battle situation is so unfavorable, but he didn't even show any sign of it. He didn't care about the life and death of those people at all, or he said he had another trump card.

Cecil was curious.

Although Alvin is still so calm on the surface, this is just his long-term habit.

"There is the Tree of Wisdom, what is going on in this world? Aren't black iron strong men very rare?

Nowadays, just like Chinese cabbage, they appear in batches.

Alvin's heart was filled with turmoil.

“There are also two Silver-level guys, especially Cecil.

To be able to scare a strong man of silver, it must be an existence of more than gold. "

At this time, Ivan felt a little entangled in his heart. It was difficult to deal with a strong man in the golden rank. The power of the vampire count from the last time was still vivid in his mind.

Although he can't escape even a single move under Smoker, Alvin is not arrogant enough to think that it is nothing more than this.

Even now, he has gained the power of a swordsman at the level of Liang Kuai Dao Xue Zhi and Zhan Tie, but he still has no confidence in his heart.

Can I beat this guy?

Or are you talking about summoning Smoker again?

Ai Wen was very hesitant. Ever since he noticed that the summoned characters had their own will, he felt a little resistant.

Although looking at Smoker's performance, it seemed that he was affected by the system and had no ill intentions towards him, and even acknowledged his identity as the sole agent.

But how can something like the human heart be so easy to understand?

Moreover, calling people at every turn would look very dishonest.

He didn't even want to do it himself. As the leader of a religion, he was also the representative of the gods, and he was even the god believed in by this religion. He would take matters into his own hands whenever there was a problem.

Ordinarily, with his status, he should not be like a behind-the-scenes OSS, sitting quietly in the depths of the temple every day, sometimes walking out of the temple, facing endless believers, talking about karma, reincarnation, God's love for the world, or other mysteries. If it's perfect but useless, then you should polish your magic stick carefully and use the art of big deception, right?

No matter how bad it is, we should have 8000 Temple Knights, more than [-] Templar Knights, and [-] Holy Legions, so that all monsters can be turned into ashes with one command.

Even if there are no such signs, there should at least be a few top thugs who can solve everything.

Ivan looked at Elinor and others with hatred.

Even Phyllis, the strongest among them, is only at the Silver level. She was recruited just a few days ago. She has no information and cannot even guarantee her loyalty.

Look at the enemies again, from the previous vampire count to the current men in black robes.

All of them are golden strong men.

Weak, really much weaker

Elinor and others naturally don't know what Alvin thinks of them. Except for Phyllis, who is a mystic, although the power of the inspiration fruit has also made the elements around her more active, it has not improved much after all. All of them were as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Having this kind of power makes them extremely excited.

Even ordinary high-level warriors who are at a disadvantage are shocked by their current power.

Ivan feels that he has never been as eager to have a few powerful subordinates as he is now.

Thinking like this, the brows that had always been indifferent unconsciously became a little gloomy.

Cecil nodded when he saw the change in Alvin's expression.

That's right, it seems that this little guy still felt that he had some hope of victory before, but now as the battle situation has turned, he is finally not calm.

Looking at the complacent Cecil, Alvin felt a little dissatisfied. He also blamed the enemy of this level for coming too early. If they had waited for a few months to appear, Elinor and the others would have been able to fight him head-on, but It's still a bit worse now.

"The tree of wisdom is above"

Aiwen took a few deep breaths with a calm expression, calming down his somewhat uneasy emotions.

Cecil chuckled at this.

"After all, he's just a boy with some luck."

A faint mocking sound reached Alvin's ears.

Ai Wen raised his eyebrows, he was a little angry, and Ai Wen, who had not shown an expression on his face for a long time, rarely showed a bit of anger.

Even though Ivan is more than 14 years old in his heart, Ivan in this life is only 14 years old after all.

After pretending to be a magic stick for so long, Aiwen finally couldn't stand it any longer.

He also has anger in his heart. He is not a god who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

A qualified magic stick should probably be able to keep his color unchanged despite the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and keep talking and laughing despite the collapse of the earth.

But Alvin doesn't want to do this, and he can't do it.

The blood sacrifice of this group of people today had aroused the anger in his heart.

This is only the eight victims they saw. How many more were there that they didn't see?

Unknowingly, Xue stepped out of the sheath, with a domineering attitude and a sharp sword intent.

What card, what identity, he forgot at this moment.

"Villains, prepare to die."

Alvin's eyes looked at Cecil with fire-like anger.

"Today, it's not for anything else, but for those innocent people who died in vain."

The power of faith is free of charge and exudes with the power of the Encouragement Fruit, as if it is being told in the ears of all the warriors in Yarrow Town.

“Believers, the ultimate evil is right before our eyes.

Kill them all, leaving no one behind."

Everyone could hear the coldness in Aiwen's tone.