The tip of the sword pierced through the white light around the leader's body and was stuck.
"I used all of my power. Even if I didn't transform, I could still knock a mammoth out easily. More than 80% of the damage was blocked by the white light and the rest of the damage was healed … I didn't expect the leader of the church to be this strong … "Angele wondered why there were not many wizards in this area. This monster was hostile to wizards, and it was located in an area with poor elemental energy. Apart from a small number of wizards, no one could resist it.
Angele glanced around and noticed that most of the black robes were dead. They were either hit by Angele's attacks or fell into the cracks on the ground. Some of the tin cans ran away quietly, while others were knocked unconscious in the forest. The rest fell into the cracks on the ground, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
A team of white-armored guards stood guard at the entrance of the arch bridge. These guards held torches in their hands as they patrolled left and right from time to time. Two guys dressed as officers and wearing helmets were standing by the side, whispering something while looking at the blazing fire on the mountainside from time to time.
"God … will punish you …" Blood spurted out of the leader's mouth. He tilted his head and died.
The old wooden building on the lawn was already set on fire. Angele stood in front of the fire quietly and wiped the blood off his crossguard sword.
Loud shouts rose and fell one after another. All the black robes of the Church pulled out their spiked hammers from their waists and swung them, creating a whistling noise as they prepared to pounce towards the two who were in the middle of a fierce battle. However, they were immediately thrown into disarray by the spreading cracks on the ground.
"Pack up and we'll leave tonight. The church is in trouble and we can't stay here for long, "Angele walked to them and spoke in a low voice.
From time to time, squads of town guards walked along the street, holding torches and looking around nervously.
"Stay down!" A silver can appeared on the right and hit Angele hard.
After some thought, he casually threw the crossguard sword at his waist into the river and patted the dust off his body. Then, he took out a tattered black coat from the Space Mirror and put it on. He walked straight to his shop.
Panic and confusion still lingered on Fra's face. The only thing she could rely on now was the mustached uncle in front of her, whom she was very familiar with since she was young. His parents were dead, and he had become a fugitive of the Church. Even though it was the smallest reward of 20 gold coins, no one would dare to help him. As for his other relatives, they might not even be able to protect themselves now.
Chi chi chi chi!!!
Fra's small body was curled up in a corner of the bed, leaning against the wall in silence.
"It's time to leave … I've put away the stone wall and the important items. This place wasn't suitable for him to stay any longer. We can distract these people from the church for Vivian. " He tossed the sapphire ring on his hand and began to walk towards the unconscious tin cans. He stabbed the survivors one by one through the gaps in their armors.
Clang!!
Angele took out some black mud and smeared it on Fra's birthmark. The birthmark quickly turned back to normal.
Angele dodged the attack with a serious expression on his face.
In his field of vision, rows of tiny blue data kept refreshing beside the body of the church leader. The electrocardiogram and the electroencephalogram were flashing rapidly at the bottom of the body. The electrocardiogram and the electroencephalogram were vibrating at a high frequency, about five times per second!
Angele suddenly heard a buzzing noise. He could feel the strong force coming from the hilt of the sword and he almost dropped it.
The two of them dragged a box each and walked out of the shop.
"Is it because you can't find me after you woke up?" Angele rubbed her blonde hair. "You're quite suspicious. Don't worry, I'll sell you after you grow up. That way, you'll be worth a lot of money." He rubbed Fra's cheeks. "Let's go pack up."
"God's Eye, watch me!" The leader roared and threw his mace at Angele's head. A thin layer of white light faintly appeared on his body.
Angele waved his right hand and drew a flower in the air.
"I didn't teach you a good lesson, did I?"
* BZZZ *
Angele stopped thinking and looked at the large crack on the ground. The crack was created by his special sword skill and pure strength. He did not use any bloodline power or wizard power.
The glaring silver blade spun at a high speed, drawing out silver lines in the air. Every slash landed right in the middle of the church leader's chest.
* BAM *
The silver tin in front of the leader was blown away by the blade. The man hit a tree trunk and slid down slowly. This person was the one-eyed dragon commander. Blood leaked out of the gaps in his armor and his back was slumped to the side. Angele wondered if the man was dead or unconscious.
* Crack *
It was late at night and most of the residents in the town were asleep.
The leader almost fell to the ground. He had more than 30 points of strength, but he was not injured. The white light around his body dimmed a bit. He roared and charged at Angele again. Green veins popped up on the skin of his aged body, and his muscles were more than twice as strong as before. Even his physique was much taller.
Angele walked to the forest that led to the town without any hesitation.
In the middle of the Church's leader's chest, a black crack suddenly appeared. A cross sword pierced through the chest with precision, and the tip of the sword came out from his back, stained with blood.
'The target is recovering … He'll be fully recovered in five seconds,' Zero reported.
Angele glanced around and noticed that everyone was trying to dodge the cracks on the ground. Only the leader of the Church walked towards him calmly with a spiked mace in his hand.
He charged at Angele like an angry black bear.
Angele held the sword with both hands and slashed forward.
He carefully hid in the shadows and moved to the left along the river. He jumped over the river and landed on the other side of the bridge. He entered the town easily.
The street was quiet and he could see the patrolling guards passing by with torches in their hands.
Angele held the sword with both hands and looked at the fainted leader. He kicked the leader's waist and drew the crossguard sword.
A black robe behind Angele had his forehead pierced through. He dropped his mace and fell to the ground.
Taking advantage of the moment when the other party's mace missed, he kicked the leader hard.
'My Strength is 33 points, that's 33 times the strength of a normal person, but he's not injured at all … If it's another wizard …' Angele stopped thinking and stabbed the sword out of his armpit.
He quickly lowered the crossguard sword and swung it forward. * DANG * He knocked away the leader's mace and stabbed forward.
Angele had no idea how many times he swung the sword. Two iron cans that were charging at Angele were blown away and fell into the forest.
This pounce still missed, and the leader's waist was kicked again, causing him to fall sideways to the ground with a bang. However, he stood up angrily and it seemed like he was not injured at all.
They passed by the right side of the leader. Angele saw some silver sparks explode between the two while they were still in the air. The noise made by the swords clashing echoed in the air.
He increased his speed and ran to the town. Several minutes later, he arrived at the only entrance of the town. It was a small arch bridge over the river.
On the other side of the bridge, some townspeople were watching the fight. Angele could see Vivian among them.
* BAM *
Angele looked at the silver ring on his right hand. There was a large blue gem in the center of the ring that was the size of an eyeball.
Angele's expression turned serious. Blue light dots were flashing in front of his eyes.
'It's over. If the first attack is not enough, I'll multiply it several times. ' He breathed heavily. He did not use any bloodline power or wizard power, he was only using his body. Also, he was facing an opponent that had a strange power that looked like a turtle shell. Even with his high stamina, he still felt like he was having a hard time breathing.
* BAM *
'Holy!' 'God bless me!'
Angele held Fra's hand and walked to the exit of the town.
Angele quickly packed the items in the shop into two large boxes and put the remaining 100 silver coins into a large brown leather pouch.
He jumped over the wall on the right side of the shop. The yard was quiet and he could hear Fra's breathing.
With a thud, the leader of the Church fell into the bushes, his eyes staring blankly at the night sky. On his right hand, a clear and pure sapphire ring was still emitting a faint white halo.
There was a small yard in the middle of the shop. The yard was used to store items, but Angele placed a wooden bed in the yard and it could be used as a bedroom.
"I thought you went to collect the bounty money …" Fra raised her head and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Angele turned into the alley and returned to his shop within half a minute.
* CHI *
Angele walked to the leader and removed the ring from his hand. The white glow around the leader's body quickly disappeared.
"Die!" he shouted and withdrew his crossguard sword. His body started spinning like a silver spinning top.
"Fra? Come out, something happened in the town. We need to leave as soon as possible, "Angele spoke in a low voice as he pushed the door open.
The mace hit the ground where Angele was standing and created a large pit that was about one meter wide.
"This power …" Angele tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and dodged another attack. The black mace passed by his eyes and the rough tip of the nail could be seen clearly under the white light.
"Sadly, if I could use the three forms, I would be able to defeat the enemy easily …" There was a bitter smile on Angele's face as he lowered his crossguard sword. During the battle, he was fighting against an enemy with a special ability like a swordsman with high attributes. Also, his crossguard sword was of low quality …
"The colored mud will be useless if it dries up. We need to hurry." Angele poured the rest of the mud onto Fra's hair and quickly changed it into a short white hair.
Angele stared at the leader who just stood up and glanced at him.
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