Dust of History Chapter 82:

As Huo Fenghuang's huge body tens of meters wide was divided into two, the fire clouds all over the sky disappeared. The white light rain also disappeared, only the trace of that white ray of light remained in the black sky, everything was cut off by this sword and disappeared without a trace.

The two bodies of the phoenix fell to the ground, and flames still burst out, but the flames were far less powerful than before. After the flames, Phoenix's body became a pile of ashes again. The surrounding fire elements were still gathering towards the pile of ashes, but this time the speed of gathering was already very slow. The sword that opened up the world does not only contain power, the influence has already spread to the level of space and element ions.

With a bang, the beheading giant sword was heavily inserted into the pile of ashes of the phoenix, like an incomparably majestic monument. There was a slight inaudible cracking sound, and several crystal fragments splashed out. The fluctuation of the fire element in the air was like a dying sigh of a giant, and finally stirred up a bit, and finally calmed down completely, returning to the most primitive silence.

The entire Glory Castle was boiling, and everyone saw that the ancient hand beast known as the phoenix finally fell under the sword of the archangel.

The archangel's face with golden beard and hair remained expressionless, as if the countless worships and cheers under his feet had nothing to do with him, he looked down at Asa.

Although Asa couldn't see it, he could feel it. He could feel the mountain-like majesty and pressure all leaning over his head. He knew that the archangel had turned his attention to him. He suddenly strengthened his hand, slashed with all his strength, and roared: "Go away."

Ever since the Phoenix threw the archangel away, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he couldn't escape.

Lancelot had already shot at the phoenix instead. Both the swordsman and the priest were attracted by the earth-shattering battle above, which was originally an excellent opportunity. As long as he stands out from this circle, no one will be able to catch him and surround him. And this only takes two or three seconds. But just as he started to rush out, a person stopped him.

This person is actually Talis who has been in the cell.

The templars had already demolished this cell until only the skeleton remained. The aftermath of the battle between the archangel and the phoenix completely turned this place into ruins. Talis had been standing by the side and watching quietly. Whether it was Asa's escape, Lancelot's pursuit, or the prayers and battles of priests and magicians, she always stood there and watched, but her expression was always weird. . And when she saw Asa rushing out, she gritted her teeth suddenly, grabbed a templar's long sword casually, and rushed up to block the front.

"Are you crazy? Don't block the way." Asa slashed over with a knife. Although he was also surprised that Talis would block the way at this most critical time, he knew that this was not a time of surprise. No matter who is in front, it can only be split with a knife.

Talis barely held the sword and staggered back. She gritted her teeth again, as if she had to use a lot of strength to shout: "Stop this man, he wants to escape."

Just this block, this sound, all the templars around reacted. Although their minds were attracted by the great battle in the sky, they were well-trained fighters after all, and dozens of them rushed up immediately.

"Sister Talis, why do you..." Ai Yimei was full of disbelief.

Talis did not answer. Didn't even look at her. He just raised his sword again and rushed towards Asa like crazy. The rain of light in the sky has disappeared, and the dense white magic pervading the air has gradually diminished. The two necromancer knights have gradually recovered their mobility, but the templars who surged up around them have been tightly surrounded.

"Brother Asa, leave me alone, hurry up and go...don't fight anymore." Ai Yimei yelled in Asa's arms, but she didn't dare to move.

Asa's face was livid, and the knife that slashed at Talis became heavier every time. A knife is more urgent than a knife, and Talis is also extremely hard to resist. But no matter how hard she worked, she never retreated and dodged, and Asa was indeed blocked by her. Although the templars next to him were still coming up to help, most of them were staggered and retreated after being hacked.

If there is no Talis, if there are only a few churches instead of dozens, the elite swordsmen specially recruited by these churches may still be able to deal with Asa, but there are dozens of people around, and Lance With Lott's disciples in front, everyone flinched unknowingly. The dark and **** aura emanating from that knife is like a torch in the night in the newly abundant white magic domain, and the **** magic fluctuations looming in the black can even be seen with the naked eye, even a piece of wood can be guessed Learn what it would be like to be hit by such a knife.

Only Talis did not take a step back. More than half of the offensive was taken by her alone. Every trial is extremely fierce and lose-lose style of play.

Under such circumstances, Asa discovered that this woman who didn't seem to be too smart or too powerful had good swordsmanship, which was completely beyond his previous impression. It was the crystallization of talent and Lancelot's long-term teaching. Although Asa had the upper hand in terms of strength, she couldn't be pushed away two or three times.

It wasn't until he felt that the fluctuation of the fire element in the air subsided completely, and the incomparable coercion from the archangel was like a mountain around his head, that Asa put down Ai Yimei, roared and slashed with all his strength. He knew that this was his last chance, and if it didn't happen now, it would never happen again.

This blow was a real blow with all its strength, the black sword light was like a sudden black frenzy, completely covering up Youlis's sword light. The surrounding templars who were involved in this knife were retreating, and everyone could see that such a knife could not be held back by them, and they could not stop it.

After all, there are countless companions around, as well as the **** of war Lancelot, and the miraculous angel in the sky, even if he makes room for a little bit, this person should still be unable to escape. So it seems that no fool is willing to risk his life to block such a block.

But there was one person who didn't hide or give way. You Lisi backhanded a long sword back. Holding the sword on the arm, the two hands intersected, and all the grudge and magic light gathered on the arm. She actually wanted to block the knife with her own body.

The white magic all over the sky has dissipated, as if dispelled by this knife. This overwhelming black is not only the sword aura, but also the corpse aura of necromancy. Evil spirit. And murderous enough to crush all living beings. Only a master like Lancelot who has integrated his mind, martial arts and soul can use such a powerful sword that combines all the aura of murderous aura, sword aura and evil spirit into one. This is also a sword that other than such a master cannot resist. .

Even if Talis could not use such a blow, she would never fail to see the power of this blow, but she still gathered all her strength and fighting spirit to block the blow. Because as long as she doesn't give in, Asa's knife will only be strong, his body will be stunned, and then his momentum will be weakened, leaving the best chance for others, and he will never be able to escape again.

The black knife is like a tide. Like thunder, human body is weaker than bread soaked in water in such a frenzy. There was no fear in Talis's eyes, not even strong emotions such as fighting spirit, but a strange calmness and sadness.

"Sister..." Ai Yimei's exclamation was completely submerged in the wind and momentum caused by this knife. Even if she doesn't know martial arts, but just by feeling, she can feel that Talis is blocking the knife, and Asa will only be torn to pieces.

With a muffled sound of 'Dang', the black storm all over the sky disappeared. All the swordsmen here are seasoned and experienced veterans. They can all hear it. This sound is the sound of metal and bone mixed with shattering.

Talis was not twisted into pieces, but just flew out like a shell thrown from a trebuchet. With a bang, it hit a wall not far behind, and the wall collapsed, burying Talis underneath, but everyone could see the blood foam she sprayed out in the air.

It wasn't just Talis who vomited blood, the corner of Asa's mouth was also soaked in blood, and he slashed Talis away with his knife. But he seemed to be injured too, and couldn't move for the time being.

But even if he can't move, there are others who can. Rodhart and Silica, who were surrounded by the templars, rushed out at this moment.

The white light rain summoned by the archangel has dissipated, and the white magic has gradually weakened in the air. Although the movements of the two dead knights are slowly recovering, it seems that the recovery is very limited, so the Templars To work together to trap them. But just after Asa threw out the knife, the two dead knights uttered a strange cry in unison, and black juice overflowed from their five sense organs at the same time. Then their movements completely returned to the way they were when they just rushed into the Castle of Glory.

The two figures who were still struggling with the white magic of the Templars suddenly accelerated, and several Templars surrounding them were immediately knocked into the air, and then they rushed towards Asa and Aiyi plum.

With the astonishing speed and strength of these two monsters ~IndoMTL.com~ As long as they really charge, almost no one can stop them. But just as their figures moved, a tower-like shadow suddenly descended from the sky and landed on the two of them. This is the beheading sword of the Archangel.

The ground trembled under the power of the giant sword. The lower bodies of the two ghost knights remained on this side of the sword, while the upper bodies continued to fly out due to inertia. The hand holding the sword loosened, and a finger as big as a human pointed at Asa, and then Asa became completely stiff.

The archangel looked down without any expression, and the supreme majesty expressed what it should express better than any expression.

The holy light surrounding the angel suddenly became stronger at this time, and then the huge angel, tens of meters tall, slowly became thinner in the holy light, disappearing into the air like a phantom shadow.

Amidst the prayers of the priests in unison, the Pope, who had been standing still like a statue in the Hall of Light, finally moved. He staggered, then staggered and fell to the ground.

Finally... I didn't make it in time to upload this chapter on the first day of the Lunar New Year... I just got home... Excuse me.

Congratulations to everyone for a happy new year...