Nightmare Light

Chapter 175 You Must Pay
The sound of a longsword piercing flesh, if listened to carefully, had a somewhat peculiar quality—

First, there's a "thud," and the sharp blade will pierce through the skin and flesh, penetrating the body.

Immediately afterwards, the tip of the longsword, where it pierces the body, will emit a faint "hissing" sound, and some gas will be released along with this sound.

Then comes the blood.

Warm blood slowly flows out from the wound where the sword blade pierced, and a person will feel cold.

Only after that will you feel pain—but when pain occurs, a person's first reaction is not pain, but confusion.

"I...I'm going to die?"

The young priest looked somewhat bewildered, glancing down at the wound on his abdomen before looking up at the assailant who had stabbed him.

"Why...? I am a servant of my mother, just like you!"

The assassin wore the temple's standard armor, his cold, hard eyes hidden behind his helmet, and he showed no hesitation or shame at the prospect of striking.

The priest reached out to cover his stomach, staggering back a step, while the assassin mercilessly pulled out the sword.

laugh!
Fresh blood gushed out.

The young priest felt a chill in his abdomen, followed by excruciating pain.

The coldness in his body, the excruciating pain in his abdomen, and the fear of death all swept over him at the same time, leaving his mind blank.

"But I... but I don't want to die!"

It took the young priest a second or two to remember that he was a priest and could use divine magic to save his own life.

He hurriedly raised his hand, condensed a ball of divine light, and pressed the divine light against his abdomen.

But before the divine spell could be cast, a foot clad in an iron boot kicked him in the stomach, causing the priest to fall and roll down the steps.

The young priest's body went limp, and he struggled with all his might to get up: "I...I don't want to die!"

The young priest looked up in terror and saw a pair of iron boots, their soles stained with blood, making a dull thud as they approached him step by step.

The young priest crawled a few steps into the distance before being caught up by his pursuers, who kicked him to the ground.

The Crusader, clad in iron armor, stepped on the priest's chest, raising his longsword with both hands.

“You who stole from your mother, you shall repay.”

The longsword pierced down heavily, striking the young priest's heart.

Mother... wants me to repay?
I also want to sell shoes...

The world before the young priest's eyes gradually darkened.

……

Shi Xionglue and his entourage watched the tragedy unfold silently from a short distance away.

Throughout the entire process, his whole body was trembling slightly.

As the Crusader raised his sword and plunged it into the young priest's chest, Shi Xiong slightly closed his eyes and took a long breath.

He seemed to recall those cold glints that had been raised and then fallen in this very square years ago.

"Commander, shall we make our move?" Sensing Shi Xiong's emotions, the subordinate asked in a low voice, "It's not too late to make our move now."

Shi Xiong paused for a moment, then shook his head: "No, our mission is to monitor that northerner... the White Flame Walker."

"Yes."

Shi Xiong suppressed his urge to attack the Crusaders and retreated to the back of the crowd—at this time, the laymen had already clashed with the Crusaders.

Although the Crusaders wielded divine power with unparalleled ease and were armed to the teeth, they were, after all, thousands of laymen, all of whom were fierce and brave, and each possessed superhuman physical strength.

Furthermore, some of the powerful lay masters, relying on their extraordinary mental strength, still managed to engage the Crusaders in battle.

In the square, colorful folk arts and folk arts exuding a sacred aura collided without reservation.

The rocks began to crack, and the earth began to tremble.

at this time.

boom!
With a deafening roar, the glowing cube on the steps exploded amidst a blinding white light. Lin Wang, his hands ablaze with pale flames, his eyes wide with fury, emerged from the blast.

Not far behind him was the slender female archdeacon.

"You actually managed to get out?"

Her expression was a mixture of shock and rage. She quickly pulled out a stone cube and brandished her scepter with her other hand: "Kill this northerner! He stole a huge portion of Mother's gifts!"

Although the surrounding Crusaders did not recognize the priestess, the scepter in her hand was unmistakable.

Soon, several Crusaders closest to Lin Wang, their longswords gleaming with holy light, lunged at him: "You shall pay!"

"Get lost!" Amidst the surging white flames, Lin Wang unleashed two punches.

In an instant, the two Crusaders, swords and armor intact, were smashed into two twisted clumps of metal, then sent flying like cannonballs, crashing into a nearby stone wall and embedding themselves in it.

Lin Wang was furious.

These people in front of him, these self-proclaimed servants of God, had really crossed his line.

For some inexplicable reason, they forcibly wielded their weapons against innocent people...

This is intolerable and unforgivable!
Lin Wang held nothing back. He spread his arms, took a step forward, and roared, "Drink!"

A surge of white flames erupted from beneath his feet, instantly spewing out in all directions.

These white flames, carrying extremely low temperatures, surged outwards.

Whenever the white flame touches a Crusader, it instantly turns them into an ice sculpture.

However, these Crusaders were incredibly powerful and responded correctly in the first instance.

A dozen or so Crusader soldiers quickly gathered and formed a wedge formation in front of him.

You must pay!

The divine power of more than a dozen people surged and converged into the bodies of the three at the front.

The three people's bodies gradually became brighter and brighter.

The two people on either side put their hands on the shoulders of the person in the middle, while the person in the middle raised his fists and clenched them together.

An invisible lightsaber appeared in his hands.

The lightsaber grew brighter and brighter, gradually becoming blinding.

At the same time, the astonishing temperature emanating from this lightsaber even began to distort the surrounding air.

You must pay!

The leading Crusader shouted and slashed his lightsaber heavily at Lin Wang.

The lightsaber came too heavy and too fast. Lin Wang only had time to raise his hands and condense an ice shield with white fire before the lightsaber came crashing down on him.

when!
The massive collision generated an astonishing shockwave, which blew away many people in the vicinity, except for those at the center of the impact.

In the very center of the temple square, where Lin Wang was standing, a radiating crater was even created by the tremor.

When the smoke cleared, people saw a giant covered in white flames emerge from the bottom of the pit, swaying its head from side to side.

The giant was covered in cold white flames, frost filled the air, and his violent and cruel aura grew stronger with each step he took out.

A thunderous voice boomed from the giant's mouth.

“I didn’t want to be in this form again… but you have really angered me.”

The leading Crusader shouted, "The evil god! Everyone! Concentrate your fire! Attack the evil god first!"

Meanwhile, in the middle of the square, Shi Xionglue shouted to his subordinates, "Target confirmed! Move out!"

With a whoosh, he pulled off his cloak, revealing gleaming armor beneath it, along with dozens of kitchen utensils hanging on it.

Shi Xiong stomped his foot hard, creating a large crack, and leaped high into the air, raising a bone-chopping knife to slash at the white fire giant.

"Luo He, prepare to die!"

(End of this chapter)