At this time, Buffon could only maintain the last trace of clarity in his mind, sighing a little at his own powerlessness, and looked at the old John who was surrounded by black mist as if resigned to his fate, with white bones and palms made of blood floating in the air. At this time, it suddenly seemed to be alive. He moved the illusory fingers and slowly floated from the air to the front of Old John. Two of the fingers looked like human eyes staring at the middle-aged man in front of him.
Seeing the reaction of the bloody palm, Old John became excited instantly, because he knew that this meant that a certain existence responded to him, which also meant that the thin black-haired boy in front of him was not that simple. The glimmer of hope he saw from his fate was real, and his weakened state could be completely eliminated. He then showed an extremely respectful expression and began to recite a mantra in an unknown language: "The great Fallen Lord, the origin of all depravity, the being who holds the reins of madness and death, answer my prayer, the offering of your faithful servant John Randall, beseech your gaze, and ask you to free me from the curse of debilitation. ".
John Randall raised his hands above his head, and his body trembled slightly as he chanted the incantation in his mouth. His body turned into black skin, and his body also exuded a strong smell of blood.
The bloody palm slowly turned into a black vortex. Smooth black tentacles stretched out from the vortex along with bursts of black mist, swinging randomly in mid-air. The mucus falling from the tentacles made the ground wet. With signs of melting, the already fragile wooden house is even more shaky, and the surrounding space is distorted as the tentacles swing.
"Fuck, tentacle monster." Buffon, who was a little frightened by the tentacles in front of him, suddenly woke up from his depressed spirit. The slippery tentacles reminded him of some bad scenes, and he was a little frightened and wanted to struggle to regain his consciousness. Body control.
What Old John didn't expect was that with the appearance of the tentacles, the isolation wall he had barely built in the wooden house could no longer withstand the pressure of those slippery tentacles, and gradually began to become thinner on the walls of the wooden house. The traces of collapse made him a little anxious.
The black tentacles in the air suddenly stopped swinging, as if they smelled some delicious food, and extended towards Buffon on the side.
"It's over." Buffon only had this thought when he saw the ball extending towards him.
Suddenly a sacred light fell from the sky, making the area shrouded in blue moonlight as bright as day. People around them raised their heads and looked at the sacred light. This attracted the attention of many people. That beam of light falling from the sky.
"Oh my god, what is that? Is it a god coming?".
"What happened? Isn't that light a treasure?"
The people around him gathered around and talked a lot.
Two knights following Tesche rode on their own horses and began to drive the onlookers very roughly away from the area.
The holy light penetrated the broken roof and fell inside the wooden house. All the black fog in the wooden house seemed to be purified and disappeared out of thin air. Under the light, Buffon's face looked very clear, and bursts of energy radiated from his body. The black air and the accompanying hot feeling made him extremely painful, but fortunately, this pure holy light did not do much harm to humans. It would only make one feel thirsty, but for those who prefer the dark realm The Extraordinary One was definitely a bad memory.
The black tentacles that were gradually approaching Buffon seemed to have encountered natural enemies. They kept twisting and struggling to escape in all directions, but they seemed unable to leave the area shrouded in sacred light and began to melt with bursts of black mist.
Under the pure light of the Holy Light, Buffon felt like he was about to melt from the inside out. He saw the slippery tentacles disappear. Fortunately, he seemed to be saved.
Old John, who was under the holy light, was like a fish exposed to the sun. Under the purification of the holy light, bursts of black gas came out of his body, and cracks began to appear in his body, as if he would become... Shattered, Old John noticed the disappearance of the tentacles and felt his own failure. He wanted to struggle to get out of this beam of holy light, but he felt that his already weak strength became weaker and weaker under the holy light. Then he made a cruel decision, which might make him completely lost, but he couldn't care less now.
Old John had barely completed the ceremony, but various bone spurs appeared on his blackened body, covering his body like armor, and his figure suddenly hit the wall on one side.
boom!
The huge force instantly created a big hole in the wooden house shrouded in holy light, and old John with red eyes appeared in the open space outside the wooden house.
"Who is it?" Old John, who had broken free from the holy light, showed an angry expression on his face, and his body exuded a sense of oppression. Originally, the god he believed in had responded to his request, and he would be able to get rid of him for many years soon. The predicament returned to its peak, but was stopped by this beam of sacred light falling from the sky. Since this was just a simple ritual, the gods could not use their power to come to reality and could only make a simple response.
He was observing his surroundings with some vigilance. The traces of being burned by the holy light on his body made Old John, who was covered in bone spurs, look very embarrassed. The black energy that was still evaporating from his body made him feel a little miserable.
Da da da!
The sudden sound of horse hooves coming from one direction surprised Old John. Obviously, the situation at this time was beyond his expectation. He stared angrily at Tesche, who was wearing gold armor: "I really didn't expect that. There is a priest of light living in a small town like Cologne, which I have not seen in Destiny."
After Tesche appeared, the holy light falling from the sky slowly disappeared, leaving only Buffon whose clothes had been completely burned by the holy light in the wooden house. What made him embarrassed at this time was that he had no clothes on him at all. , and the body has not yet regained control, and there is no way to cover his body, so he can only lie naked on the ground. Except for Old John who was present and glanced at Buffon in the wooden house just now, the Tesche who just appeared and the one behind him None of the knights turned their attention, after all, Buffon was just an ordinary person in their eyes.
Tesche rode his white horse towards Old John, surrounded by several knights who had drawn out their mithril swords. Their eyes looked at Old John who was covered in bone spurs with hostility. Due to the opponent's oppression, , the knuckles of their fingers holding the sword in their hands turned a little white.
At this time, Tesche had a very confident smile on his face. Seeing the traces of the Holy Light burning on Old John's body, the Holy Light's ruling just now seemed to have played a great role, which made him extremely confident that he could do it as soon as possible. Get rid of the opponent.
Tesche's body began to emit a white sacred light, and the aura of his whole person became stronger and stronger, as if he was bathed in holy light. His eyes were fixed on Old John, and he said "The fallen should be purified". "The slogan, the white light on the body became more and more intense, covering the surrounding knights.
Cough cough cough…
Old John coughed twice, and the black blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth slowly dripped onto the ground at his feet. The dripping black blood quickly dissolved and disappeared as soon as it touched the ground. Old John wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, and the blood was red. Looking at Tesche and the knights opposite, he laughed crazily and said: "Monkeys of the Holy Light Church, I want you to know what it feels like to be degenerate, hahaha...".
"Purify, inspire", Tesche read two words from his mouth. The ability of the priest of light. Purification is mainly aimed at undead creatures, fallen creatures and other items with a dark aura, causing them to be greatly traumatized. Inspiration will make the knights Full of courage, no longer afraid of the erosion of darkness, and with the protection of divine light, they can better display their abilities.
All the knights who had been purified and inspired, holding mithril swords in their hands, rode their horses and rushed towards Old John in front with firm eyes.
Looking at the many knights approaching, Old John narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered words that made people crazy and full of mystery. The surrounding space seemed to have stagnated. At this time, he rushed towards the knight who was covered with holy light. They seemed to hear whispers of evil, depravity, and darkness in their ears. Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. The holy light on their bodies gradually faded and disappeared, and their consciousness began to become confused.
"Ah", a scream of pain came out, a knight fell from his horse and fell to the ground, traces of blood flowing from his ears and eyes.
"You are the Whisperer." Tesche, who was already sure of victory, was shocked when he saw this scene. He immediately used the Scythe of Holy Light, a sickle condensed from pure holy light, and slashed at Old John. The power of the move is very powerful.
Old John could only temporarily give up using his babble to avoid the Scythe of Light. After all, in his current state, he would definitely be seriously injured if he withstood such a move, because the Scythe of Light interrupted John Randall's babble. The knights regained consciousness with the help of the Holy Light.