The stone giant also appeared beside Sevia. The chief judge of the church, Araman, was still dressed in white.
This chief judge had a gloomy face and didn't look like a good person.
The rest of the knights of the Church, under the command of several Knight Commanders and the Ironblood Bishop Hemmons, had hurried here. They slowly approached the northern gate, coming to a halt outside the northern gate and forming several neat square formations.
The rebels and slaves who wanted to escape Kelandil were all nervously watching the battlefield, although some of them were fighting with the religious zealots and some of the knights of the church. For many of them. This was the first time they had seen such a large army. Of course, Alonso's army had also rushed over. Under the black armor that flickered with cold light was a group of devils who took pleasure in harvesting the lives of heretics and people who knew magic. They were warriors blessed by the Seven Gods, as well as believers who swore loyalty to the Seven Gods. If not for Crotia and the others holding the fort here, many of them probably wouldn't even have the courage to raise their heads and look at the numerous enemies.
Coleman, who was in the center of the formation, slowly drew his sword and pointed it at the temporary allied army formed by the rebels.
"Charge!" A mournful roar covered everything and resounded throughout the battlefield.
Behind him. Nearly a thousand Crimson Flame Knights flew toward the North Gate. One had to know that these were the Crimson Flame Knights, one of the three most elite Knight Regiments of the church. They were fearless and invincible as they surged toward the rebels like a tide.
At this moment, the rebels led by Crotia had been completely surrounded, and the situation was very unfavorable for them.
The knights of the church quickly charged back and forth between the rebels, while Serena and the others fixed their gazes on them.
The necks of the knights who were galloping at high speed suddenly exploded, and their heads flew high into the air as their bodies fell from the backs of their horses. Serena's Flame Explosion Magic had shown its great power in the first round of battle with the Falcon Knights. The extremely fast speed caused the leader of the knights to die before he could react.
Coupled with the magic of the Flame Servant Spirit, many well-equipped and well-trained Crimson Flame Knights died in the chaotic battle.
For a moment, everyone worked together. Claudia released a magical storm of fire, lightning, falling rocks, and ice. The area where the northern gate was located was shrouded in magical radiance of various colors, and the world instantly turned dusky.
"Everyone, let's work harder! I think there's hope for this battle! If we win, we will be heroes in the future, the creators of the great history of the continent! " In the midst of the chaotic battle, someone shouted loudly. The Circus of Freedom was also in the midst of it. Their people were tightly huddled together, seeking to protect themselves.
On the other side, Sevia and Araman were facing off against each other. Several blue rays of light flew out from Sevia's hands and shot towards Araman. Suddenly, a misty light lit up, and wisps of blue water slowly rose up, enveloping the entire North Gate. The ripples of light soon turned into thousands of threads, entangling many ordinary knights and religious zealots at the north gate, as well as the imperial soldiers who were not contributing at all.
These soldiers were attracted by the power of the water waves, and were swallowed by the torrents that descended from the sky in groups. Waves after waves carried the soldiers of the empire back into the city.
In this way, Sevia relied on her amazing water magic to send most of the ordinary enemies back into the city.
Apart from the three major knight regiments, the Holy Knights, and the powerful knight commanders, there were almost no enemies left.
This move of Sevia's was very terrifying. None of her own people were injured, and the torrents formed by the magic seemed to have marked all the enemies.
"You dare to embarrass yourself with such petty tricks? Today, I'll make all of you witches fall here. "The Araman was obviously somewhat angry. When had he, Araman, ever been afraid of people who knew magic?
The presiding judge did not stand on ceremony either. With him as the center, a purple light enveloped the entire area, encompassing almost all of the rebels.
"I'll let you have a taste of my Magic Seal." A moment later, everyone was hit by Araman's move.
"No, this is absolutely impossible!"
"I can't control my magic!"
"The magic in my body seems to have been cut off. What's going on?"
Many of the rebels also relied on magic to attack. The group of mages looked at Araman in panic, and for a moment, they were at a loss. What made them even more terrified was that the magic they had released with great effort was actually being guided by a mysterious force and flying towards them.
What kind of terrifying power was this? Such a huge magic seal was simply appalling. Sure enough, he was the oldest surviving paladin.
The stone giant summoned by Sevia was directly destroyed at this moment, turning into a pile of rubble. Serena's and Nicella's flame and frost spirit also met the same fate. The battlefield became unpredictable for a moment.
Even the sky returned to normal. It seemed that Claudia's magic had also lost its effect. Everyone fell into shock and despair. They did not expect the church to have such a powerful expert. This strength was simply too terrifying.
"Now, I'll play with you." Araman revealed a treacherous smile.
On the Falcon Knights' side, Grigori Gerrard had yet to make a move. He knew that the Lord Araman had personally come, so naturally, he did not need to do anything. The most important thing for them was to guard the north gate and not let anyone out of the city.
Coleman, Margaret, and the Iron Bishop Hemmons had long heard that the Lord Araman, the Lord Araman, who was in charge of the court of justice, was astonishingly powerful and old. He was also a fanatical believer who did things ruthlessly and mercilessly. Today, they saw that the rumors were true. The moment he appeared, he almost forced the enemy into a desperate situation.
For a moment, it seemed that a bloody massacre was about to unfold. Because the church had a one-sided advantage, the rebels could only surrender. They did not want to go to the prison of the church's court. They all knew how terrifying it was.
At this moment, the fate of these people could only hope for a miracle to happen. But whether a miracle would happen or not, everyone knew in their hearts.
Miracles did not happen every day, but it did not mean that they would never happen.
Flames ignited in Serena's hands, and Nicella stabbed a nearby knight to death with an ice spear.
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