Noble Emblem

For those who worship gods, their gods are pure and sacred, and will never be contaminated by even a trace of dust.

But what did this blasphemer say!

Cousin-in-law?

The extremely holy and pure goddess of light is his cousin? This is ten thousand times more malicious than someone saying that his mother had an affair with him.

At that moment, several heresy promoters became furious, and even the seriously injured one jumped up, with red eyes, breathing heavily, and wanted to smash Beta into a pulp.

Rooney took a deep breath and was even ready for a fierce battle.

But to his surprise, as soon as those angry heretical arbiters made up for it, they were cut into two pieces in a dazzling sword light.

At some point, Beta had a pale golden translucent long sword in his hand, with a white energy sword body at the tip. Beta's arm length is more than 70 centimeters, and the length of the golden sword is 90 centimeters. Coupled with the 100 centimeter energy sword body, Beta's effective range of melee attacks has reached more than two and a half meters. Moreover, the will of swordsmanship also brings powerful sword skills to kill. Power, these people were defeated without even using light magic.

"Sword Will!" Although Rooney is not very strong, as a warrior, he still knows the name of this ability: "Isn't Mr. Beta a spell caster? How can he still know Sword Will?"

Beta didn't answer him.

In Ash's diary, he only said that Beta was getting stronger and stronger, had many special abilities, and was good at managing territories, but did not elaborate on Beta's true occupation. After all, all the Knights of the Round Table did not know Beta's true professional name, and just regarded him as a composite professional with a special bloodline.

Blood was sprinkled everywhere, and the leader who was cut in half was still breathing. He looked at Beta with resentment: "blasphemer, the goddess of light will punish you. One day, you will be tied up by the goddess of light and burned... …burn."

After spitting out the last word, the leader finally died, but he still opened his eyes unwillingly.

Blasphemer?

Beta was quite dissatisfied. If his guess was correct, the goddess of light must be extremely happy with this title, and she would cause trouble for him.

Moreover, Beta has never regarded gods as too sacred and noble. In his eyes, gods are just more powerful creatures.

Rooney walked to Beta: "Master, did you deliberately anger them just now, so that they would lose their correct judgment due to anger?"

Anger may greatly increase the apparent combat effectiveness, but Rooney knows that when angry people participate in battles, they will always fail, especially when their strengths are about the same.

Beta just smiled, acquiescing. Rooney's guess was only half correct. Beta did deliberately anger these heretical arbiters, but not to make them lose their rationality in judging fighters, but just to make them take action so that he could have an excuse to kill them.

After all, it would be very troublesome if you were entangled with these all the way.

"Knowing my identity so quickly is not the vigilance that the Temple of Light should have, especially when they are in internal strife."

Beta thought for a while, closed his eyes, and gave Joan an order in the spiritual link. After a while, Joan descended from the sky, holding two scrolls given to it by Beta, and flew into the sky.

Jessica ignored the blood on the ground and dragged the limbs of the six heretic arbiters aside. Seeing this, Rooney hurried up to help. After all, Jessica was also his nominal master now. If he just watched these things, , it’s so outrageous.

Carissa's face was pale, she was half lying on the ground facing the tree, retching.

Unlike Jessica and Rooney who have killed people, Carissa is just an ordinary girl. Even though she has become a professional now, her mentality has not changed.

When the limbs of the dead were piled together, Beta flicked his fingers, and the fossils appeared as mud magic. A large area of ​​the ground turned into a swamp, and the limbs of the dead slowly sank into the ground. After they were all gone, Beta flicked again. Snap your fingers to change the ground back to its original appearance.

This is really a good way to destroy corpses and eliminate traces. Rooney looked at his master's behavior with great admiration, and then asked: "Are we setting off?"

Although the dead were indeed sunk into the ground, it was no longer a suitable place to rest because of the splattered blood everywhere.

Beta said: "Wait a while, it will be fine soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound in the distance. The sound was so weak that you couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully.

Beta smiled and said, "We can leave."

Time went back to more than a minute ago, and the city lord was drinking afternoon tea in the palace of Hector City Lord. For him, such free time was quite rare.

Opposite him were his son Malfoy and the great magician Lakra.

Lakra swallowed a piece of fluffy pastry, and then said with a smile: "City Lord, your plan of borrowing a knife to kill someone is so beautiful. I can already imagine that the heretic arbiter must have fought with the person named Beta. No matter whether he wins Even if you lose, that Beta will have a hard time.”

The city lord accepted Lakla's problem and smiled: "It's nothing...how is your injury?"

"It's okay. You'll be fine after a few days of rest. That Beta is being merciful."

Malv was a little worried: "If we plot against him like this, will he come to trouble us after he finds out?"

"After being targeted by the heretic arbiter, they have no time to think about other things. They can only run away desperately. They are just the pope of a small country and a small church. They don't understand how powerful our French country is, whether it is military power or the people here. State religion."

After listening to his father's words, Malfoy felt much more at ease.

Just when he had this idea, he saw Clark's expression suddenly change. He stood up suddenly and suddenly raised a magic shield, covering all three of them. "

A huge fireball fell from the sky. It was orange and dazzling even in the sun.

The fireball came into contact with the magic guardian and exploded instantly. Malv felt like his whole body was being hit by a giant hammer, and he fainted as soon as his vision went dark.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed next to a maid who was wiping him. He opened his mouth and felt that his ears were buzzing, and he could not hear other sounds at all.

When the woman saw that he was awake, she was very happy and shouted outside.

After a while, a light priest came in and treated him, and Malv finally felt much better.

He opened his mouth and asked with difficulty: "What happened? How is father? How is Master Clark?"

The two people next to them looked extremely heavy.