Chapter 387 (2/2)
”It's psychic.”
Pope Joseph said to him in a deep voice: ”your knight's mental strength is very stubborn. You can't take the initiative to attack, but you have a strong resistance. Familiarize yourself with it and feel it. This is the power hidden in your heart.”
Around him, there were dense figures, mostly angels, priests and devout believers. They came to Pope Joseph and surrounded him with firm steps and singing songs praising God.
Under their common singing, the holy light is full of light, and a tall and beautiful angel comes slowly. The burning white flame on the huge holy sword burns the nearby soul space into distortion.
Zhao Shi looked at their actions and made them, especially Gregory III, adapt to the environment and the way of fighting here.
The battle in soul space is different from that of the outside world. There is no time, no order, and no sneak attack. The only way to defeat and kill the enemy is to defeat him.
”Joseph, I don't know if you know.”
After waiting for a while, Zhao Shi made the two men ready and said, ”I once said to your avatar that although you stand at the top of the world when it comes to the battle of spiritual strength, it seems to me that it is very superficial.”Pope Joseph's face was frozen.
”Now, I'll tell you about it again.”
Zhao Shi slowly pulled out his long sword from his waist, held his hands high, and gently chopped down, tearing out a red flash of lightning from the space, and all his spirits were involved in the sword.
”This is...”
The faces of Pope Joseph and Gregory changed greatly at the same time. They felt a will of destruction. All the spirits came to warn that the doom of doom was coming.
”Warriors of the Empire, follow me!”
”Kill the heretics and spread the glory of the Lord!”
Instinctively, they react violently at the same time in a life and death crisis.
Gregory's lance stabbed at the sky, the tip of the spear twinkled, and the spirit and the knight behind him became one. The horse's hooves exploded like thunder, trampling on the sky with ripples.
”Charge!”
Like a sharp spear, Wanjun roared at the red lightning in the sky.
On Pope Joseph's side, the prayers of believers and priests were louder and tidier, and all of them were of one mind. The angel breath in the sky rose rapidly, white wings fluttered, and the red lightning was chopped off with the holy flame sword.
”My Lord, your glory spreads all over the world, you will clean up the old and decadent world!”
At the beginning of the attack, the angel and Wanjun met with trouble. The belief in the God of blood can't hurt Zhao Shi at this stage, but it doesn't mean that they have the same ability.
”Lord, we will kill with you.”
Thousands of people's desires are intertwined and linked. Countless figures with golden red swords, ragged clothes, straw sandals and even bare feet have changed their goals at the moment when noble angels and High Knights appear in the sea of faith.
Countless people have killed them, and for the time being they are no longer obsessed with being integrated with the God in their hearts.
”Damn it, quick, kill him, quick!”
Their strength is weak, but the number is infinite. They use their own bodies to hold down the pace of the angels and the armies and kill their strength. Pope Joseph is in a great hurry and speeds up the pace of attack.
The red lightning in the sky, which covers half of the sky, did not care about the attack of tens of thousands of people's beliefs below, and did not intend to let them delay more time. The red lightning flashed away in front of the majestic angels and roaring armies, tearing the black space lines and disappeared.
At the same time, the body of Gregory III and the majestic angel are stiff, turning into a little light and breaking down.
The remaining two transparent and frail shadows screamed and hid in some places in fear and disappeared.