It was clearly noon, but Peter felt that his surroundings had become very dark. The light had been swallowed up by a cold power.
A group of black-clothed people appeared around them silently and surrounded them.
The aura coming from their bodies told Peter and the others very clearly that these people were evil cultists in name only.
Coldness, darkness, madness, all kinds of negative energy surrounded them tightly. Their eyes were filled with madness. It was a thirst for the blood of Peter and the others.
"Pain … It hurts so much … The damn Holy Light is burning me …"
"Hiss … It's them … The idiots from the Radiant Church …"
"Kill them … I want to eat their flesh and blood …"
More than a hundred black-clothed people stared at Peter and the others as if they were looking at meat on a chopping board. They did not hide their crazy thoughts at all. Noisy whispers whispered in their ears. Under the stimulation of the power mixed with the aura of Chaos, just their whispers had a terrible corrosive power. Ordinary people would fall into madness just by hearing their whispers.
This was the Dark Serpent.
They tried to control the power of Chaos, but became crazy evil cultists who were corroded by Chaos.
Now, they had awakened.
"You guys are really unlucky."
A playful voice suddenly came from above. Peter was shocked. He looked up and saw two people standing above them, looking down at them mockingly.
"I was just worrying about the lack of fun recently … and you guys came knocking on my door."
Marcus revealed a smile full of arrogance. "Let's enjoy a little dessert before the feast. Lasani, which ones do you like?"
"… Hearts shrouded in Holy Light, unshakable beliefs. The Knights Templar are indeed worthy of their reputation."
Lasani, who had been saying "boring", finally showed some changes in his expression. It was as if a withered old tree had sprouted new shoots. He laughed strangely. "I've heard of the Knights Templar for a long time. Today, let me see if your beliefs are stronger, or my 'despair' is stronger."
Lasani, the fifth Venerable of the Dark Serpent, fifth level Supreme. He liked to control and play with the power of the mind. He was the best partner with Marcus. He was especially good at the Art of Fear and the Halo of Fear. His title was — Snake of Despair.
Marcus, the Third Venerable of the Serpent of Darkness, Seventh Level Venerable. Awakened a special talent, specializing in mind control. His title is — — Soul Serpent.
It was precisely because of Marcus's power of mind manipulation that he could completely erase other people's memories of the Snake of Darkness. Therefore, the Snake of Darkness could hide so perfectly all this time.
When the two of them joined forces, they could enter and exit the million-strong army as if they were nothing.
"Don't you dare steal my prey!"
Marcus faintly smiled. In the next moment, he suddenly descended, and a powerful blood energy blasted towards Peter!
"Dream on! Glory to my Lord! Prestige descends from the heavens! "
Peter roared. Surging Holy Light power descended from the sky, forming a Holy Light armor on his body. At the same time, a huge shield condensed from Holy Light power above his head, enveloping everyone below!
"Boom!"
The powerful force hit the Holy Light Shield, and the terrible pressure instantly separated the bones and flesh of the warhorses under Peter and the others. Then, even the bones were turned into dust.
The Holy Light Shield shattered with a loud bang. With just a single strike, Peter and the others were pressed into the ground by a powerful force!
"You can be proud to be able to block 20% of my power."
Marcus said indifferently and laughed wildly again, "But it's precisely this that makes it more interesting … Spread out! We want to slowly enjoy the fun of teasing our prey! "
Marcus was not worried that Peter and the others would escape.
What's more, in the process of chasing prey, feeling them fall into despair step by step, was the most wonderful thing, wasn't it?
"Yes, Sir Venerable."
The black-clothed people followed the order and spread out far away, but they still formed a loose encirclement.
Despair.
At this moment, Peter was in an unprecedented despair. Only now did he discover a terrible truth. Even without these two terrifying powerhouses, the black-clothed people around him were at least at the peak of the Gold rank, and were completely on par with him.
They had no hope of escaping at all.
You must catch up!
No one wanted to die. Even if he accepted this mission with a slim chance of survival, Peter did not want to die.
"Next, I will slowly increase my power and squeeze out your limits. Do you want to live? If you want to live, then struggle hard. Perhaps, if you make me happy, I will spare your lives. "
Marcus had a look of joy on his face, "You can also escape, try your best to escape. If you can escape, I will never chase."
He looked at Peter and the others expectantly, as if he wanted them to escape as soon as possible so that he could enjoy the process of chasing prey.
"Father God's warriors will never escape!"
Peter roared and broke free from the ground. His longsword was brimming with the power of Holy Light. The dazzling light dispelled the surrounding cold aura and brought him some warmth.
"What a … hateful Holy Light."
Lasani slowly floated down, and his hoarse voice filled Peter with a premonition of danger. Soon, this premonition became a reality.
Lasani just raised his hand and gently pointed his finger, and a pitch-black beam of light hit the longsword in his hand. The rich Holy Light was contaminated by the pitch-black power. When the black power spread along the sword hilt, Peter had an ominous premonition and threw away the longsword in his hand.
Lasani sighed softly, "You really don't know what's good for you … How can you refuse my blessing … In that case, go to hell."
Lasani was just about to attack when Marcus said discontentedly, "Why are you so unsentimental? It's rare to come across such an interesting opportunity. How can we have fun if we kill them?"
"After conquering Taris … there are many idiots from the Radiant Church in Taris's church …"
"They are the Knights Templar! The Knights Templar who chased us back then! Now that the Lord God has returned, it's time for us to reclaim his glory. These Knights Templar will be our appetizer. We must savor it slowly, carefully! "
Marcus said as he danced crazily. The stronger one's strength, the stronger one's resistance to the corrosion of Chaos. As powerful venerables, although they looked similar to ordinary people, they were still corrupted by the power of Chaos. It was just that they did not notice it — they saw it as a blessing.
"Indeed, desserts should be savored slowly."
Marcus nodded and laughed, "Not bad, you finally understand my … Who!?"
Marcus suddenly came back to his senses and raised his head.
Above the sky, two men and a woman were standing out of thin air, looking at them with playful eyes.
"You are … Ah! You are that … Tang En! Yes! I've seen your information! It's you! "
Marcus rubbed his eyebrows and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and laughed wildly, "I thought you would be killed by Lieser. I didn't expect you to be here! That's great! This is really great! "
"I also think it's great … You guys have finally shown up …"
Tang En let out a long sigh of relief, "I was still having a headache about how to dig you guys out if you didn't show up. Now, I can finally purify you pests completely. "
Marcus danced with joy and laughed, "Lasani! Did you hear that? Purify! He said he wants to purify us! "
"I heard …"
Lasani stared at Lyon, "Commander of the Knights Templar … Lyon … finally … has a chance to take revenge …"
Lyon frowned slightly, "You are?"
Lasani said with a gloomy face, "Ten years ago … you killed my wife … I have been waiting for this opportunity …"
Tang En looked at Lyon in horror. This guy has such a dark history?
"Nonsense."
Lyon frowned slightly. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head, "I don't remember. I have never killed any innocent people. Unless your wife is like you, it's impossible for me to kill her."
"My wife was clearly so innocent … She was just sitting there quietly … But you guys talked about 'purifying' and 'purifying' and turned her into this …"
Lasani said and took out a small bottle from his pocket. His face under the hood was full of twisted love, "It was you guys … who made her leave me …"
Seeing the bottle in his hand, Lyon seemed to think of something. His mind flashed and he suddenly became angry, "I remember now! It was her! You were the one who killed her and made her into a corpse puppet!? You're actually her husband!? Why did you do this!? "
Lyon had once carried out a mission ten years ago. He had discovered traces of cultists in a small town. During the investigation, Lyon had found a young woman who had been killed and refined into a corpse puppet. He had conveniently purified her and buried her ashes in a bottle so that her soul could rest in peace. He had not expected that it was Lasani who had done this!
"You don't understand … When my beautiful wife aged day by day and began to fear the magic of time, I felt so powerless …"
Lasani opened her arms and looked at her withered skin. She said in a hoarse voice, "It was not easy for me to come up with this idea … Kill her when she was young … Deal with her body … That way, she would be able to stay young forever … But you … You destroyed my love for her …"
Eluri moved closer to Tang En, a little frightened, "He's completely crazy!"
What a twisted love …
"You're crazy!"
Lyon pulled out his long sword and shouted, "Today, I'm going to purify you! Knights Templar! Surround them! Don't let a single one escape! "
As soon as Lyon finished his words, a group of 1,000 knights rushed out from behind the hill. Every one of them was at least at the Gold level, and there were even a few at the Grandmaster level. The group of knights surrounded the men in black at lightning speed.
An extremely sharp holy light sword energy instantly opened the curtains of the battle!
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