The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

On the other side, Xi Wei had already arrived at the door of the church, surrounded by his cavalry, and many believers with expressionless faces gathered around.

This church does not look so bright and solemn, but rather gloomy and dilapidated. Standing at the door, there will be a feeling of depression.

However, considering that Badal is only a middle-ranked god after all, and that the Eagle Territory is located in a borderland area with insufficient funds, it is not unacceptable that the painting style of the church here is rather sloppy.

Clement stood at the door of the church, staring coldly at a group of priests and their bishop.

"Lord Eagle, are you going to kill his shepherds in front of God?"

Bishop Marton was dressed in a gorgeous, flame-like red dress, with a bishop's cap inlaid with mithril on his head, looking at Xi Wei calmly, his voice was gentle and unhurried.

"God's light cannot reach you, Bishop Marton."

Xi Wei looked stern and retorted. At the same time, he also saw a figure hidden in a black robe behind Marton.

Concentrating, the information panel of Marton and the man in black appeared in his eyes.

【Name: Marton】

[Identity: Bishop of the God of War]

[Strength: Archmage · Level 38 (21-40)]

[Skills: Divine Art · Sacrifice, Advanced Fire Magic Mastery, Divine Art · Lay on Hands, Divine Art · Summon God Attendant]

[Equipment: Perfect Badal Bishop's Robe (Master), Flame Heart Staff (Master)]

[Reputation of the Cologne Empire: 7324 (he is the only bishop of the Eagle Territory, a little famous)]

【Demihuman reputation: 147 (His hands are full of demihuman blood!)】

【other……】

……

【Name: Carter】

[Identity: Templar Knight]

[Strength: Earth Knight · Level 47 (41-50)]

[Skills: Intermediate Magic Immunity (biological transformation), Divine Art · Sacrifice, Divine Art · Holy Flame Shield, Divine Art · Flame Slash, Intermediate Great Sword Mastery, Berserk (biological transformation)】

[Equipment: Templar Armor (Master), Templar Sword (Master)]

[Reputation of the Cologne Empire: 38 (they are the secret power of the Holy See)]

【Demi-human reputation: 0 (Demi-humans know nothing about him)】

【other……】

……

Interesting, no wonder the pastor of the church dared to listen to his advice. It turned out that there was a Templar supporting them.

Xi Wei thought about it.

Then he noticed the word "biological modification". What does it mean?

This was the first time Xi Wei saw the Templars. As a secret force in the hands of the Holy See, they were rare in number, mysterious and powerful.

It is said that the strength of each of them is at least that of the earth knights, and they are extremely disciplined, and they are even more crazy and fearless in battle.

No matter how you look at this "biological modification", it is suspicious.

But Xi Wei still has no idea, the Holy See must have some secrets, and it can relatively stably produce strong men at the level of Earth Knights.

But these have nothing to do with him for the time being, he is here to settle accounts today.

"Bishop Marton, you and your priest openly disobeyed the lord's orders and insulted me, the Eagle Lord, as a lunatic. According to the laws of the Cologne Empire, I have the right to execute you. Do you have anything to say now?"

Marton smiled sympathetically when he heard the words. He stared at the lord in front of him without fear, and said tit for tat:

"Lord Eagle actually asked my lord Badar, the most loyal servant, to perform a healing technique on a lowly demihuman. I don't think even His Majesty the King would agree to it in person."

"Since this is the case... there is no need for your church to exist."

Xi Wei's eyes were gloomy, and he drew out the giant sword behind his back.

"All the cavalry obey the order and kill them all, leaving no one behind."

"Cremon, the one in the black robe is handed over to you."

Xi Wei turned his head and ordered, and then his whole body burst into a rage, and he jumped towards Bishop Marton like a meteor falling to the ground.

"Follow your will, sir."

Clement drew out his long sword, and locked his fierce eyes on the man in black behind Marton.

"Things that hide their heads and show their tails, I will be your opponent."

Scarlet fighting spirit covered Clement's whole body. He slightly bent one knee and exerted force suddenly. The ground was cracked. In the blink of an eye, the sword had already struck the black-robed man's chest.

"Bah—"

As if he had slashed against a wall, this slash had been blocked by the black-robed man's horizontal sword, and the black-robed man remained motionless. The wind of the sword blew up the corner of his hood, revealing a pair of cold eyes like a pool of stagnant water.

This is a formidable enemy.

Clement's pupils shrank slightly, his heart sank, and he became extremely vigilant.

"Jie Jie Jie, old man, why haven't you eaten?"

The man in black grinned contemptuously, and swung his hand holding the sword, knocking Clement flying.Immediately afterwards, the black robe behind him swayed, and the person was like an arrow leaving the string, attacking and killing Clement in mid-air.

Although the black-robed man was using an epee, his speed was unexpectedly comparable to that of Clement. The two quickly fought into a fight, and the aftermath of the battle almost leveled the nearby streets.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Xi Wei was much more relaxed.

Bishop Marton is a typical legion-type mage, his skills are biased towards legion combat, and his single-handed ability is very weak. In addition, he is one level lower, and he was soon forced into a mess.

"Lord Eagle, you have insulted my lord's shepherds so much, I, my lord will not let you go!"

Bishop Marton leaned against the corner listlessly, and "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with scraps of internal organs.

He made a mistake just now, and Xi Wei, who was approaching, slashed his chest with a sword. The magic shield was directly shattered, and he himself was also severely injured.

"Every day, your lord, your lord, are you letting your lord save you now?"

Xi Wei sneered, and stabbed the long sword into Marton's heart.

Bishop Marton looked at Xi Wei with resentment in his eyes. The severe pain eroded his will, the broken internal organs deprived him of vitality, and the lost blood took away the strength in his body.

He has lost a few breaths.

Bishop Marton's expression gradually calmed down, his empty eyes were looking at the sky, and his lips were trembling.

"My merciful lord, your humble servant Marton, willing to give up his weak and weak soul to become the cornerstone of your great power."

At this moment, the remaining magic power in his body ignited and ignited Marton's body.

The flames burned bigger and bigger, and the scorching heat melted the slate floor and forced Xi Wei who was standing nearby to retreat, eventually turning into a big fireball with a diameter of seven or eight meters.

"hold head high--"

A ferocious and hoarse dragon chant sounded in the fireball, and a ferocious dragon head gradually took shape in the fireball.

Xi Wei secretly felt a mighty will coming.

This will was full of tyranny and scorching heat, oppressing Xi Wei violently, and was about to burn his soul to death.

It is the god of war and fire, the flame dragon Balda.

Even if it is just a will that descends, it can easily crush him to death.

Just when Xi Wei was struggling to support and fell into despair.

Suddenly, he felt a bit of coolness in his soul, and a will that was not inferior to the flame dragon Balda seemed to gather from all directions.

It was a kind of all-encompassing, tolerant and peaceful will, which expelled the flame burning Xi Wei's soul, and used Xi Wei's body as a battlefield to fight against the power of the flame dragon Balda.

Seeing his good deeds being disturbed, the dragon head in the flames neighed angrily and unwillingly, but Marton's magic power was about to burn out, and he could no longer support the existence of the stalwart will.

In the end, the ferocious dragon's head gave Xi Wei a vicious look, and then disappeared with the gradually extinguishing flame.

The will in Xi Wei also receded slowly as it did when it came, until it disappeared without a trace.

Xi Wei only felt his body lighten up, and couldn't hold it anymore. Panting heavily, he sat down on the ground, and the lining of his armor was soaked with sweat.

"So I'm really covered by a god?"

Xi Wei murmured with a wry smile, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.