Slowly picture?

Beta doesn't have that much time. As he said, Kyle's identity as a brave man is enough to judge the other party's identity as a villain. Besides, there are also the task clues given by the system, which are now fully confirmed that the crime of having to die.

Beta and Kyle walked towards Archbishop Roosevelt at the same time, and the latter's eyes became more and more afraid.

Roosevelt had heard of Beta's reputation as the Red Priest. Since Beta became the wetland lord, more and more people have collected his intelligence, and more and more people have become more and more concerned about him.

"Your Excellency, your expression seems to be very unfriendly."

Roosevelt watched Beta walk up and took a step back slightly. He just felt that he didn't want to get too close to Beta. He believed that the other party had a good relationship with the Temple of Light, but he felt that the other party should not use swords and guns in such a banquet or public places.

But the common sense in his mind was not enough to speculate on the behavior of the player Beta.

When players keep the bottom line, many things are done by any means.

For most players, the word "unswerable" is a neutral word, not a derogatory word.

And taking preemptively is one of the most common techniques used by players.

Kyle, a brave man, generally does not do such things, but he has an "unscrupulous" teacher, so now Kyle's behavior is already covered by 30% of the players.

If Kyle, the brave man in Emma's prophecy, encounters such a thing, he will definitely inform the other party first, and then wait for the other party to prepare and hold a cavalry duel.

Therefore, human nature can be trained and changed the day after tomorrow.

Beta continued to strode forward, and he heard Roosevelt's words and grinned: "No, Archbishop, you're overthinking. I'm just seeing you, and I'm just happy."

While speaking, he was only four meters away from Roosevelt.

At this time, Beta and Kyle were still moving forward.

Roosevelt's feeling of badness became stronger and stronger, and he began to frown, but the next moment, his frowning movement was replaced by fear.

A long sword appeared suddenly in Beta's hand, and then the sword was thrown and caught by Kyle behind him.

Another golden, translucent sword appeared in Beta's hands.

Storage space, enemies!

Roosevelt was stunned for a moment, then quickly retreated, and roared quickly: "Shield."

At this time, Beta had already pounced over with a long sword in his hand. The distance of four meters is to take a step forward and then pass the sword out.

If it were the Archbishops of other temples, they would probably be unsuccessful when they encountered this situation.

After all, if a melee profession is within a distance, there is no way to kill an unprepared and similar caster, he really doesn't have to survive anymore, he is a waste.

But the Temple of Light is very different. Among the Goddess of Light, there are not many attacking magic techniques, but there are not too many magics to protect life. And most importantly, the same magic shield is used to defend against magic, and the light system is faster than the other temples.

So, when Beta's golden sword stabbed in front of Roosevelt, a thin layer of light shield had already appeared.

It is very difficult to break through a master-level light shield.

But Beta's sword eye was about to stab the shield of light, but he stopped strangely, then slid sideways, flew directly past Roosevelt and flashed behind him.

A priest who had just reacted, was chanting the spell and was directly cut by Beta with a powerful oblique slash, cut from his left neck, and left the lower left, separating his head and half of his chest cavity directly from his body.

The bright red blood sprayed out from the oblique section of the chest like a fountain, and at some point you could vaguely see the beating surface of the heartbeat.

Beta, who succeeded in one blow, immediately turned his gaze to another priest.

At this moment, Roosevelt finally reacted and he roared angrily: "You actually dare..."

Then he pointed his finger at Beta's position, and his fingertips quickly condensed the magic of light.

"Where are you looking at?"

Roosevelt's square shouted loudly. Kyle had already bullied himself at this time. The long sword in his hand burned with blue flames and slashed heavily on the former's light shield.

Only the sound of glass was heard, Roosevelt's magic shield was shattered inch by inch.

He was extremely shocked. The shield of light was notoriously hard. How could it be broken by a blow? Who is this young man?

In fact, if it were an ordinary light shield, Kyle would naturally not be so easy to break.

But Roosevelt was filled with a strong evil aura, and his career was born with a special blow bonus to the evil ones.

Just as the Holy Light causes special damage to undead creatures, it is the same principle.

Roosevelt's light finger was not cast, and Beta appeared in front of another priest like lightning, stabbing the sword directly into the man's heart. He had just had time to react, but he didn't have time to make a defensive move.

In this short period of time, two priests had already died. Roosevelt was shocked and angry, but he had no ability to help. At this time, Kyle waved his sword and slashed at him.

Another circle of light shields was supported, and the blue flame sword shattered it again. At this time, Roosevelt was ready. He retreated repeatedly with the force of Kyle's attack, and then extended his finger to Kyle.

At this time, he had discovered that Kyle was his real nemesis. The cluster of blue flames was as terrifying as natural enemies, constantly stimulating his nerves and causing goose bumps all over his body.

But this time he just stretched out his finger again, and a golden beam of light hit him directly with a sound of whizzing from the side.

The speed of this beam of light was too fast, and at this distance, Roosevelt felt the violent magic fluctuation, and could only withdraw his fingers again and barely support the light shield.

Then he was knocked away and crashed into the thick stone wall of the main hall with his shield.

This is the tactical power brought by the tacit cooperation between comrades. This technique is very common in players' battles. It is called wave-type attack. Several people alternate continuously and continuously attack, like waves, one wave after another, and can easily defeat enemies much stronger than themselves.

Roosevelt was not stronger than Beta and the others, so he only took two attacks and was at a disadvantage.

Once he was at a disadvantage, he would never have a chance to turn the tables.

Roosevelt hit the wall, and the violent impact made him confused and his vision blurred.

Before he could recover, he felt his heart pierced by a sharp weapon of moxibustion. He didn't even make a sound of pain, and his whole body turned into a blue human torch.

At this time, Beta let go of the other two priests, and the last one left, raised his hands high and fell to the ground with a panic on his face.

Roosevelt fell to the ground, and the blue flames burned on his body, making a loud noise.

Apart from that, there was no other sound in the venue.

After the brief silence passed, the harsh screams of the women began to ring.
Chapter completed!