Not only him, but also the members of the mercenary team who came to attack, all had a look of ghosts.

The members of their mercenary team have been in the team age of more than four or five years, and they know each other well. The priest is one of their core personnel. His first-hand barrier and healing skills are quite excellent. Unexpectedly, he was forcibly broken by someone so simply.

"Retreat, withdraw!"

The middle-aged man, who was suspected to be the captain, shouted, then grabbed the priest's clothes and ran away. The core personnel must be rescued. As long as the core personnel are there, even if most of the combat power is lost, it will be easier for the mercenary team to rebuild in the future.

But without taking two steps, he heard the sound of a powerful weapon breaking through the air behind him. He subconsciously used the long sword in his hand to slid back and blocked it with a tingling sound.

The weapon in his hand was not very sharp, but the sword body was very thick. Although it was a broad sword, it was actually almost as hard as a giant sword.

The captain was delighted. He was holding the priest in one hand and turned around and wanted to draw the sword to record the slash, but as soon as his body was halfway through, he hit his fist in the face.

He flew backwards and fell to the ground, his chin tilted and his head buzzed, and he couldn't stand up even if he wanted to.

Then there were several screams, and the scarily numerous transparent spiders bite all the other mercenaries who could still stand, and then gathered around Beta and turned back into Monica.

She glanced at Beta with affectionate feelings. The feeling of the two fighting together was quite happy and comfortable for her.

After Beta looked at the mercenaries and confirmed that they had completely lost their combat power, he said, "I'll leave it to you next."

"Okay." Monica responded softly, then she looked at the mercenaries who were lying on the ground, and a ruthless look flashed across her face.

On the third floor, the four archbishops, watching Beta and Monica join forces, easily letting go of the mercenary team.

Thinking about the more than 100 people under the command of the four of them just now, they couldn't stop the opponent's attack. After comparing the two, the gap between the two was astonishingly large.

"Selia really has some ability." Berosk sighed.

The other three people's eyes were also gloomy, but at least they were no longer vaguely resistant as before.

"People who want to compete for the position of pope should have some confidence in themselves," said another bishop.

And downstairs, Monica looked at the screaming mercenaries, thinking about how to make some words from their mouths, perhaps... it's good to make puppets, just like they did in the Frans Royal City!

But will this make Beta unhappy?

Monica subconsciously looked back at Beta.

And at this moment, Beta's eyes suddenly changed, and she was extremely sharp. She stretched out her hands and hugged her body from behind.

Huh? Monica was a little surprised, and a thought flashed through her mind. Could it be that Beta wanted to be here, in full view of everyone... Although she was a little shy, if Beta liked it, it would be impossible. At worst, she would blind all the people who dare to look at it in the future.

Beta hugged her and immediately retreated and jumped.
Chapter completed!