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Chapter 361 Fantasy and Killing

The last paladin in the holy city, Vir.↖top↖小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小�

He had the last hope of the Pope and St. Panin.

But for Roger, this was just a stepping stone that could be easily stepped through. He let go of Angel's hand and said, "Stand behind me."

"Swoosh",

There was no prelude or communication, a black light flashed in the container, Paladin Weir raised his gun to block it, the magic sword Copperfield and his nearly transparent gun attacked in the air, the magic sword and the holy gun were already incompatible, and both of them took full advantage, and the four unicorns took two steps back with one sound.

The source power exploded in the sky, and the loud noise was far better than the trembling of swords and guns. The unicorn could not bear such huge force. It cleverly shrank back and then rushed towards Roger with four hooves.

Roger danced quickly with his fingers, and the puppet thread wrapped around the God of Death's sickle. Before the Paladin could approach the sickle, he flew out with a "swoosh".

The wind suddenly sounded, and the breath of death spread. The spiral of the hook sickle cut towards the unicorn's four white hooves. The paladin quickly moved his holy spear down with clever combat skills to pick the hook sickle, and then he shot a gun toward Augustine who had captured the direction.

However, his two attacks were futile. Gou Jian and Augustine were always under the control of Roger's puppet line. Gou Jian was pulled down by Roger Gou and attacked the Paladin with the Sword Demon.

"Dangdangdang",

This time, Roger no longer focuses on strength, but instead uses quick attacks. The figure of the sword demon flashed outside the unicorn. Every time the magic sword Copperfield appeared, it brought great threat to the Paladin. The death scythe was also terrifying. The death aura spread all over its body could easily break the specially made armor on her body.

After just one round of attacks, the Paladin retreated to the stairs again. The armor on his body showed a black breath. It was the aura of the Demon Sword and the Death Scythe.

The unicorn under the seat was also injured. The wound caused by the magic sword is difficult to stop bleeding.

Phil said coldly: "Puppet Master, your sins are unforgivable."

Roger smiled, shook his finger and said, "Do you have the ability to punish me? I only use one puppet to deal with you."

Phil snorted: "Although I can't punish you, I will die if I do evil."

"idiot".

Roger's fingers were wrapped around, and the Death Scythe floating in the air suddenly appeared behind Vill, and the Sword Demon appeared in front of him in a flash.

"clang",

In the moment of lightning, Vir pulled out the magic sword with a slant, then he shot the barb to hold the death scythe. The tip and blade made a shocking cracking sound. The scythe rubbed his cheek and slashed over his face, and a striking bright red splashed beside his face.

He was shocked and before Roger could attack again, he activated the unicorn to fly high.

Roger looked up at him with interest. He didn't know how he would struggle next, but then he saw the Paladin's unicorn flying higher and higher, and farther and farther, until he could no longer see him.

The Paladin who swore to the Pope and guarded the death of the death escaped.

All the pastors showed disappointment, and Yihuo said without any concealment: "What a fucking coward."

He turned over and got off the horse and said, "Mr. Roger, I'll just leave it to us next. Although this hall is large, the Pope will never escape our search."

Roger shook his head with his hands behind his back and said, "Saint Panin should have more than so many troops. There are not many direct troops in the Executive Hall and the Pope, and there are only less than 10,000 people. As far as I know, there are no less than 20,000 soldiers in this city."

Before he came, he would naturally investigate the information about the city. He prepared many plans, but so far he has not even used one.

This victory came too easily.

He had been waiting for an assassination unit, but he had never come.

The Shadow and Sailing Brigade, it should have been the trump card of this city, but it has not appeared yet.

Yihuo smiled and said, "This city is so big, and you have to deploy other places. In addition, some soldiers escaped early, so it is not surprising that there are few people appearing."

"Maybe," Roger smiled. He didn't want to discourage them.

"No need to enter all of them, bringing twenty brothers is enough, Angel, go to Jessus."

Yihu nodded and followed with twenty cavalrymen.

Roger quickly walked up the steps, and the hall in front was pitch black. Yihuo couldn't help but frown.

What's going on? They are so close to the hall, and the interior of the hall is pitch black and there is nothing they can see. Now it's daytime.

Roger suddenly stopped and waved.

"Swoosh",

A short arrow suddenly shot from the darkness, and it shot accurately into Roger's eyes. Without waiting for Roger to take action, Yihuo took off the short arrow with his spear.

"Hmph, is this a trick?"

He strode into the hall, but Roger grabbed his hand and said, "Retreat, everyone, retreat a thousand meters away."

Strands of dense source power came, and the thin and dense source power was still in the hall when he felt it. When he said he had retreated, he had covered everyone. Another gust of wind came, and dozens of short arrows shot towards the people at the door.

But the cavalry were stunned for some reason, neither knowing how to dodge nor moving.

Even Yihuo suddenly became dizzy. He seemed to see the hall in front of him suddenly rotated, and the scene around him suddenly changed.

Then he heard a series of clanging sounds, and then Roger's voice rang in his ears.

"This is an illusion, you can retreat as far as you can."

He watched the sunlight outside disappear bit by bit, and turned his head with difficulty. He unexpectedly found that Jessos and others were still there, but the darkness was quickly covering them. Seeing that all the light was about to disappear, Roger's puppet line attached to his waist, pulled him back and threw him out.

He slammed Jessus's horse with a "pen" sound, and the dizziness in front of him suddenly disappeared. He looked up in horror and saw that it was dark in front of him.

The narrow darkness completely surrounded Roger, and several figures flew out of the darkness and fell beside him.

Like him, they were cavalry thrown out of the darkness by Roger.

"Mr. Roger",

"He's fine, you guys retreat quickly."

Looking back, the cavalry had turned around. Jessus rode himself to him and came to him. Behind him, Alice had already gotten off the horse. She stood high on a stone platform with a spiral knife, forming a three-legged foot with Roger in the front.

At this time, Roger had completely fallen into darkness, boundless, and no darkness was seen behind him.

Soon, someone lit a fire note ahead, and the flames illuminated the darkness. He saw that everything around him had changed.

There are no more steps or halls. He seems to be in an ancient battlefield, with broken swords, guns, swords and halberds everywhere, and broken stone platforms everywhere.

In front of him were three stone pillars nearly one meter high, and three extraordinary figures stood on the stone pillars in the wind.

The firelight of the fire slab was not transmitted from the stone pillar.

It flies in the air. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianyi, novels are better, updated and faster!...

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