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Chapter 338

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Although the Church's strength had suffered serious losses under the strangulation of many forces, their Demigod powerhouses were still there. The Paladin Order did not suffer too many losses and still maintained a very strong combat power. So even so, the Church's competitiveness was still the strongest at the moment, especially after they formed a group. The various professions complemented each other and complemented each other. It would not be difficult for them to kill all the other participants here.

On the other hand, the Northerners had started to gather as well since the remaining members of the Church had gone to meet up with the others. After reporting the situation to each other, the situation was still not ideal. The scholarly man was even more displeased. "We've already killed so many of them, why is there still half of them left?"

"Not only that, we've suffered some losses as well. We're still outnumbered, and … that Yang guy is dead." The muscular man next to him brought even worse news.

"That self-proclaimed ruthless Yang Dongxu died in a place like this? Did he run into the enemy's Demigod? "The scholarly man asked incredulously.

"Don't underestimate the Southerners. Other than that old man, there are other experts here, like Hope, whom we've discussed before. Even if that Yang guy ran into him, he wouldn't stand a chance." The short man added with a sour look on his face. No one could be happy about losing a key member of the Church at a critical juncture like this.

Only four of the Four Heavenly Kings were left, and the bald abbot was still pinned down. Only three of them could participate in the battle. Even though the Northerners were generally stronger than the Church, who emphasized teamwork, they would not dare to face the Paladin Order head-on when it came to fighting as a group.

"Those damned Southerners! If they were a little smarter, they would've cooperated with us and ambushed the Church before they finished gathering. That way, they would have a chance and wouldn't be in such a passive position. " The scholarly man looked exasperated, as if it was a grave sin for those who did not do as he said.

"The Church has been operating here for thousands of years. Their influence is far greater than you and I can imagine. It won't be easy for us to pull a tooth out of the tiger's mouth." The shorty said, "For now, we should keep a low profile and follow behind the Church. They are a tall tree that attracts the wind and will attract others. Let's let those unaffiliated people help us whittle down the Church's strength."

"Also, don't forget that there's still a force on the royal family's side … I don't believe that the old Emperor would be happy with a huge church sitting on top of his head. He might not just watch the church take away the secret treasure, so it's not like we don't have a chance …" the muscular man added from behind.

Just like that, the Northerners, who had been killing their way through the city, suddenly laid low. They huddled together and followed the church from a distance, observing the situation.

After experiencing a series of chaotic and confused killings, more than a hundred people died here. The remaining people gradually calmed down. After realizing that the Church had begun to band together, some people also began to organize themselves. However, the scale was not large. It was impossible to go against the Church directly, but it was enough to cause some trouble for them.

Baiyi, on the other hand, had managed to save a few more people. Most of them were from different associations, and they did not look like they were there to steal the treasure. Instead, they looked like they were there to join in the fun.

"Tsk, it seems like the church has finished gathering and is heading towards Black Castle? What about this side? " Baiyi sensed the movement of the remaining people, and he noticed a group of people who looked suspicious. There were quite a few of them, and they all wore the same suspicious black capes. They did not look like decent people, but they did not pick on the others. Instead, they gathered together and hurried towards Black Castle.

What was even more interesting was that Baiyi could vaguely smell the scent of necromancy among the group of people. Then, the nature of this group could be easily defined. They were obviously the evil forces that had their eyes on the treasure. It was just that someone had united them and they were acting as one.

The moment Baiyi saw the disgusting black cloak, his first thought was that of the Godsfall cult. With their influence and style of doing things, it was not impossible for them to do something like this. Therefore, at this time, he might as well let the Church do what they should.

Thus, he tapped his finger lightly in the air and did something without batting an eyelid.

The group of black-robed men were still in a state of oblivion. No one noticed the slight change in the terrain beneath their feet. So, after the group climbed over a small slope, they just happened to appear in front of the advancing church …

Both parties were a little confused. Why did a group of people suddenly appear in front of them when they were walking along just fine?

However, in terms of reaction, the Church was a little faster. The Holy Knights who were leading the way were the most elite of the Holy Knights. Upon noticing the suspicious and wretched people, the leader of the Holy Knights immediately pulled out his sword and shouted, "On behalf of our God, send down the Holy Retribution!" Then, he pounced forward.

The black-robed people knew that they could not escape, so they had no choice but to give it their all. Both sides were engaged in a fierce battle, and all kinds of divine and evil spells were cast in the air.

The Northerners had also noticed that the Church was engaged in a battle with their enemies, and they knew that this was a godsend opportunity. The Northerners hurriedly followed the black-robed people, intending to cut in from the back. However, after a few steps, they ran into a situation similar to that of the evil forces. Suddenly, they bumped into the royal family.

Both sides were stunned. They did not expect to meet each other in a place like this, but they did not hesitate to attack. Soon, the two forces were engaged in a fierce battle.

Just like that, the flames of war, which had already died down, reignited once again. This time, it was more intense and widespread.

"Well, I can't just stand by and watch …" Baiyi muttered to himself. He turned to Baldy, who was following behind him, and told them to ignore the battle going on in the other two directions and head straight for the black castle.

Baiyi's body blurred, and he disappeared. When he reappeared, he was standing on top of the mountain where the two Demigod-level combatants were locked in a standoff. In front of him were the two Demigod-level combatants. Behind him were the three Divine Warriors, who had been waiting for him for a long time. However, their appearances were not as colorful as they had been before. Instead, they were shrouded by a thick layer of black mist, and Baiyi could barely make out their human forms.

However, the three barbarians did not seem to know that their appearances had been concealed. Huskar did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. Instead, he asked, "Are the two of them the ones you need our help to deal with? These two … are very strong! "

As he spoke, he produced a pair of one-handed hatchets from his belt. This was the first time Baiyi had seen him use a weapon, and it was clear that he was very cautious about this battle.

"Just as we planned, you two. Keep the young one occupied, and I'll deal with the old one," Baiyi said in a low voice.

Naturally, they spoke in the barbarian language, a language that no one else could understand. However, this did not stop the two Demigod-level fighters from discovering their presence. The bald abbot slowly opened his eyes and stared at Baiyi. "You're Hope, aren't you? What are you here for? "

The middle-aged warrior, too, turned to look at Baiyi warily. His instincts told him that the newcomer was not friendly, but considering the Emperor's high opinion of Baiyi, he could only frown and say, "Master Hope? You've come just in time. If you and I work together, this bald old donkey is no match for us. If you help His Majesty obtain the treasure, I'll report it to the Emperor, and you'll be rewarded for your service. "

"Sounds generous," Baiyi said with a sneer. "You bandits! You trespass on someone else's territory, steal something from them, and now you're asking for a share of the spoils? That's one hell of a joke. "

With that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, a circle of strange runes appeared around them, trapping all five of them in it.

The middle-aged warrior's expression changed instantly. He unsheathed the two-handed greatsword from his back and growled, "What do you think you're doing? Betraying His Majesty? Betraying the Empire? "

"Haha, so you're the mysterious fourth Demigod-level combatant … No wonder you killed that traitor of the Azure Cloud Sect …" The bald abbot rose to his feet, his expression solemn. "But, do you really think you can take on two Demigod-level combatants by yourself?"

Baiyi shook his head slightly. He took off his cloak and carefully placed it in his storage pouch. "Not two, but three. This ceremony does not require Demigod-level combatants."

Baiyi's body morphed into a black meatball, and he clenched his right hand into a fist. Two bursts of Black Void Flames appeared beside the abbot and the middle-aged warrior, and they swept toward them.

When the three Divine Warriors behind him received the signal to attack, they immediately let out a furious roar. A golden shadow then descended on the three of them, and the three of them instantly turned into three pitch-black lightning bolts, pouncing towards the middle-aged warrior.

"Watch out!" The abbot warned, and an icy blue combat chi burst out of his body. It was as if he was on fire, and it devoured the black flames surrounding him.

"I don't need you to remind me," the middle-aged warrior replied coldly. The middle-aged warrior replied coldly. At the same time, he used a burst of Chi Burst to block Huskar's first attack. Then, he raised his two-handed heavy sword and blocked Huskar's first strike. Suddenly, his expression changed. He did not expect his opponent to be so strong!

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