A dazzling lightsaber fell from the sky, facing the charging Lich, and slashed hard...

Looking from a distance, a white light suddenly penetrated into the black smoke.

The Lich was immediately frightened and hurriedly raised the bone staff to hold the lightsaber.

The intersection of swords and staffs was like sulfuric acid poured on the iron plate, making a series of tooth-wrenching "chichi" sounds.

Under the illumination of the light, the black smoke covering the Lich's body dissipated instantly, revealing the Lich's original appearance, a black robe as broken as a ghost, and two green flames in the skull inside the robe.

In his empty eye sockets, green light suddenly lit up, staring at the person in the radiant armor.

"Lorraine~!" A voice full of hatred came from the gray-white skull, like a poisonous snake hissing and spitting out its core.

Opposite him, he saw a knight wearing armor made of holy light, with a familiar face revealed under his helmet.

It's Lorraine~!

It was Marshal Lorraine who was known as the Knight of Divine Blessing, Protector of Fantino, and Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Human Alliance.

For a long time, Lorraine has served as the commander of the coalition forces, leading hundreds of thousands of troops to conquer the east and west, sweeping across the world.

He appeared on the battlefield as a victorious general, and his illustrious reputation was frightening and made children cry at night. Because this halo was so dazzling, people only remembered Marshal Lorraine as the commander.

And forget about Marshal Lorraine who fought head-on with the High Priest of the Undead, defeated countless lich interceptions, and swept away the undead with a soul sword.

It wasn't until this moment, when Lord Lorraine appeared at the front line wearing the armor of Holy Light, that everyone remembered that Lord Lorraine was also a powerful paladin.

A heroic knight who can make the high priest of the undead return home in defeat.

Seeing him appear at the forefront of the battlefield, the human soldiers, who were a little depressed at first, cheered up and burst into cheers like a tide.

Immediately afterwards, all of them stared at the enemy opposite with their eyes wide open, roaring angrily, clenching the weapons in their hands, and firing with all their might.

To actually let Boss Luo kill people with a knife, this is a great shame for a younger brother~!

The dense bullets swept across the battlefield like a violent storm, and in an instant, they actually choked off the enemy's tidal attack, knocking the insect swarm off their backs. The attacking frontline retreated more than ten meters.

At this time, Lorraine looked coldly at the Lich opposite and pressed down hard on the lightsaber in his hand.

The white light emitted by the War Soul Sword seemed to have a blazing temperature. Under the irradiation of the light, the Lich's bones seemed to be roasted, and wisps of gray smoke emitted.

The lightsaber pressed down on the lich's bone staff and pressed down bit by bit. Although the lich used all his strength to block, the lightsaber was getting closer and closer to his head——

Although mages are powerful, they have never been a power-based profession.

Seeing the lightsaber getting closer and closer, the lich couldn't help but have a look of fear in his eyes. Then, the bone-white mouth opened to an exaggerated degree and let out a harsh scream.

A sound wave that was almost visible to the naked eye flew towards Lorraine quickly.

But under the protection of the lightsaber, the harsh sound waves seemed to encounter a transparent shield and slid past Lorraine's sides.

A scream like rubbing glass reached the fortress, causing all the soldiers' ears to hurt and their brains to lose concentration for a moment.

But at this time, Lorraine smiled sternly and used more force, seeing that the dazzling sword was about to chop off the Lich's head.

Under the illumination of the light, there was even a scorch mark baked by the holy light on the Lich's skull.

Seeing that the magic sound spell had no effect on Lorraine, in desperation, the lich let out another miserable scream, quickly abandoned the bone staff, and turned into a line of smoke and retreated quickly.

At the same time as the Lich let go, the War Soul Sword suddenly struck down, slashing down from the Lich's shoulder and penetrating the Lich's skeleton from top to bottom.

Under the power of the Battle Soul Sword, the Lich's bones, which were harder than steel, were forcibly broken, and the entire right half of its bone frame fell off.

Although half of his body was broken off, the Lich escaped from Lorraine's sword after all, and retreated twenty or thirty meters away in the blink of an eye, with a pair of green eyes flashing suddenly.

You can imagine that he must be very angry at this moment.

"Don't think that wearing a layer of bare skin is anything special." The Lich roared in a hoarse voice from a distance: "So what about the Paladins? In front of the Eternal One, you will always be trash, trash~ !

So what if we don’t have a body? We immortals can still show our strength.”

Lord Luo flicked the lightsaber in his hand and sneered: "Blow a**, nm**d, come here if you have the guts..."

The Lich couldn't help but hesitate, and then a crazy look flashed in his eyes.

Although the lich is violent and cruel, he is still a high-level intellectual. Therefore, he cannot change the bad habits of literati, and he is always polite when he scolds people.

Who would have known that even though Lorraine was a nobleman, he would... break out such disgusting swear words.

He roared, raised his only remaining arm, and shot a series of dark spells towards Lorraine not far away.

A shield suddenly appeared in Lord Lorraine's hand, standing still, and stood in front of him, easily blocking a dozen dark spells in a row.

Immediately, he rushed towards the lich with long strides.

The lich with only half his body left let out a long laugh and said: "Slow, slow, too slow~!

You paladins are as slow as turtles."

The Lich drifted to another direction almost instantly, and then used dark spells to blast Lorraine's side. At the same time, he laughed loudly and shouted: "Although you Paladins have as thick a turtle's shell, you know How did your paladin die?

This is how we polished off the turtle shell and killed him. Hahaha..."

Liches always mock the Paladins of the Holy See of Light as turtles.

In the eyes of the lich, those hateful paladins are like turtles, covered in a hard shell and possessing perfect defense against dark spells.

The power of their dark spells is greatly reduced in front of the Paladins, but the Paladins' long swords infused with holy light are a fatal threat to dark creatures.

However, at the same time, the Paladins moved as slowly as turtles. Compared with the flying Liches, they seemed to be crawling slowly on the ground.

This is also the Paladin's biggest weakness when fighting dark mages.

In fact, the movement speed is too slow, especially the inability to fly as fast as a mage, which has always been a matter of great distress to everyone in the Holy See.

The Holy See of Light has a large number of people. The number of bishops, priests and paladins under its command is ten times that of the undead. It also has the holy light that specifically restrains the undead. However, after fighting the undead for a full thousand years, it always fails.

Unable to achieve decisive victory.

Although they worked hard to block the dark mage or lich, the enemy could easily get rid of their pursuit as long as they flew into the air.

Whenever this happens, there are no bishops with surging power, and the archbishops can only stamp their feet on the ground in anger. Watching the duck they got fly away.

That's why the successive popes of Vatican spared no expense to obtain silver-winged pegasus from the elves. However, as the darling of nature, the number of silver-winged pegasus is too rare, and reproduction is also very troublesome. There is only enough to form a pope.

Guard.

Whenever dark mages were encircled and suppressed, the people of the Holy See had to ask for the help of mages to block the enemy's escape route from the air.

Priests and mages no longer dislike each other, but after all, they are still allies on the same front.

For the undead, although they are natural enemies with the Holy See of Light, they hate the elemental mages even more - not only because of the two thousand years of historical grudge between the two sides, but also because the elemental mages are the ones who can truly threaten the lives of the undead.

people.

After fighting with the Holy See for a thousand years, the Liches also have a set of tactics to deal with people from the Holy See of Light.

When people from the Holy See arrive, they run away, hide to avoid the limelight, and then sneak up on them when they get the chance, which can drive the people from the Holy See crazy.

Dealing with a single Paladin is even more like a joke.

Although half of the body of the lich was cut off by Lorraine, he laughed loudly and moved erratically, circling left and right around Lorraine, hitting Lorraine with continuous dark spells from different directions.

Now Lord Lorraine seems to be able to only passively defend, let alone attack. When the lich flew into the sky, Lord Lorraine could only stare.

In the distance, Lester was even more confused by several lichs. He was too busy to take care of himself and could not even take care of Lord Lorraine.

The Lich, who had enjoyed the game, hovered in the air twenty or thirty meters away from Lorraine, and said proudly: "How is it? Does this feel good?"

Sir Lorraine sneered and said, "Your tricks are just leftovers from my play, sir. Did you plant them?"

The Lich snorted coldly and said loudly: "Don't worry, let's take our time, I can stay with you all night."

Lord Lorraine looked disdainful and said: "Sir, as a big capitalist, I can make millions every minute, but I don't have time to waste with a dirty little bug like you."

The lich, who was aroused even more angrily by Lord Lorraine, let out a scream and threw several black spells at Lord Lorraine.

A dazzling light flashed, and the dark spell was split by Lord Lorraine's Soul Sword and dissipated in the air.

After the black smoke dissipated, the Lich suddenly saw Lord Lorraine holding a sword in his right hand and a short silver-white iron pipe in his left hand.

Lord Lorraine clenched his revolver, aimed at the lich 20 meters away, and said contemptuously: "The frog at the bottom of the well."

Then pull the trigger.

"Bang~!"

There was a crisp gunshot, and the skull of the lich opposite suddenly exploded and was blown away by the bullet.

The headless lich just swayed in the air, but did not fall from the air. Losing his head was not a big injury to the lich.

Sir Lorraine flattened his mouth and muttered: "It seems that I can't change my habit of headshots."

I remember that when Sir Alex was in school, the dark Internet cafe behind the school was very famous and could be called the tyrant.

In that era without broadband, Dongre and online games, a sand eagle and Aka played so well that the headshot rate remained above 50%, and people gave him the nickname Eagle King~!

It has become Sir Alex Ferguson's instinct to pick up a guy and hit him on the head.

However, this cannot deal with the lich. The lich's fatal weakness is his phylactery, and most lichs hide their phylacteries in their chests.

Even if the body is lost, the lich can still use mana to create a body by relying only on the phylactery. However, this will continue to consume mana, so the lich will always find a body for himself.

The headless lich had already realized that the situation was not good and tried to escape.
To be continued...