Chapter 420 The Wrath of the Holy Land
"Young temple knight, you are very good and have won my respect for you. Now, you can do it. If you have any cards, take it out now. I allow you to do it first. Otherwise, once I take action, you will never have a chance. Sainz looked at Lance indifferently and said in a flat tone.
Through the cooperation of the latent personnel of the temple, coupled with the elite he brought from the three holy places, and the Cinderila, who is comparable to the sanctuary, silently controlled the branch of this dark parliament. Sainz, as the master, was indifferent. Maybe Lance did it too perfectly this time, so the supreme strongman didn't realize it. Or maybe he thought it was really interesting and had absolute confidence in himself, so he sat still and waited for their arrival...
No matter what the possibility is, there is no denying the fact that Sainz is a true holy magician, and his self-confidence can be seen from his current words. No matter how perfect the conspiracy is, it is still just a conspiracy and fails to be sanctified. No matter how many ants are piled together, they are still ants. It is the greatest respect given that he can show his true face. Perhaps he has not seen such an interesting thing for a long time, or he may secretly laugh at the stupidity of the temple in his heart and let such a super genius lead the team here to die.
But there is a saying that there is nothing wrong, that is, if you don't do it now, you won't have a chance. Even if you are at the disadvantage of being calculated step by step, Sainz can still say such words calmly. There is no doubt that he has absolute confidence in his own strength. Even if he wants to play, he wants to play. Interestingly, if it is often the power of the sanctuary, won't it fail to live up to the careful planning of these little ants?
Lance knew that Siles was telling the truth and did not lure him and others to take action first, and then seize the flaw to break the mind, but he did not appreciate it. He shook his head faintly and smiled, "It is usually said that the stronger you are, the more battles you will experience, the more cautious you will be. You can become the fastest saintly magician in the Western Continent in the past 100 years. Naturally, you have to go through this truth, but now you have to do the opposite? Then God will kill you."
Not only did he not appreciate it, but also taunted Sainz as an elder or an experienced person. Lance's behavior can really be said to be good or bad. Clay people have three points of anger, not to mention the dark saint magician who grew up in the killing.
After listening to Lance's words, Sainz did not change his expression, but his eyes became more indifferent. He nodded gently and said, "Well, then, you will die."
The words are calm, but clear. The words followed, and the disappeared darkness enveloped the whole scene again in an instant, wrapping it at Lance and his party, saying that if you want to die, you will die.
The darkness came so fast that perhaps the ordinary great practitioner had fallen into a dead end before he could react. But Lance and the others were fine. When Sainz's last word fell, he moved, as if he had already guessed the other party's action.
He raised his calm hands, then drew his sword and two huge iron boxes engraved with magic inscriptions behind him opened in an instant, and two huge swords were pulled out by him. He did not shout for a joint attack, but at the moment he took action, the seven temple knights standing behind him moved, and the cooperation was perfect, as if they were well-minded.
Lance's left hand chopped forward at the same time. On top of the two divine swords, he instantly inspired two extremely dazzling bright fighting swords, which were combined into one. In the rear, the seven swords of light came to the front of Lance for the first time and poured into his sword light, making the two swords of light more huge. If you don't do it, it's already the most powerful move, bright stunt, 'infinite light cut'!
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With a wave, Sainz has turned around. It doesn't matter what the outcome is, because he believes that no one can resist the power of his move under the Holy Land. No matter how many ants there are, no matter how excellent they are, it is. So he sat down slowly.
However, he finally failed to sit down, because a huge fighting sword with infinite light instantly shattered his darkness and devoured, moving forward, coming towards him with the breath of destroying everything.
"What!? Holy skills? How can it be so powerful!" Sainz finally had a calm look in his eyes. He shouted in a low voice, put his hands together in an instant, then separated like lightning, closed again, and quickly knotted a few mysterious marks.
In front of him, three portals suddenly appeared on the only way of the 'Infinite Light Chopping'. With the smell of the dark, the silence of death...
"It's the 'Triple Gate of Hell'!" Lance narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his lips gently, highlighting these words. There is nothing wrong with it. What Sainz used in an instant is the supreme dark sanctuary magic, the 'Triple Gate of Hell', which claims to be able to devours everything.
It can only be said that it can devour everything, because there is no existence that can really devour everything, just like the huge sword with infinite light, and the three portals have been broken and destroyed one after another. However, what disappeared with it was the peerless attack of the power of Lance and seven high-level peak knights...
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The two sacred skills collided, and then disappeared at the same time, and the huge energy fluctuations slowly dissipated. The two sides of the war still stood still in place without moving too much.
Sanes's eyes finally became slightly dignified, because he saw the dazzling golden light on the opposite side after the energy shock dissipated.
In the teenager's hand, he held the brightest and most beautiful sword in the world, which exuded the supreme power of light. His whole body emitted a noble golden fighting light, and the heat filled the whole dark hall.
"Light Thunder Sword?! It turned out to be a real light thunder sword... Such a young paladin... Who the hell are you!?" Sainz said in a low voice.
"Humility, integrity, compassion, heroism. Ever in my heart. When the trial loses justice, the defender is willing to die. I will draw my sword... Blood defends honor, and my soul sings an elegy. I came from the light and cut through the darkness. My name is Lance!"
"What?! Lance!!!" Sainz's eyes shook with an unbelievable look. In an instant, many emotions shook in the heart of this dark supreme, being fooled, deceived, crazy, and so on. Then a pure and bright gold flashed in his eyes, and it was Lance who took action again at this time. His words were preaching the justice in his heart and his indignation at the darkness. In the end, he said his name and finally captured a flaw in the heart of Sainz, the powerful dark demon mentor.
Seeing another peerless light killing rushing in, Sainz was full of anger. He regretted saying so much nonsense to the young man just now. It turned out that there was also such a cunning existence among the temple knights. He already knew that this overly young paladin was not Lance at all, but The top secret means hidden in the temple. The paladin knew Monroe of the Wizards Guild and seemed to know himself, so he deliberately mentioned it in the previous conversation that both he and Monroe had their own secrets and heart disease, so they all paid great attention to the geniuses in the world.
Saines didn't know how the secret was known, but now the young man took advantage of it to kill himself, so he went crazy and became angry.
"You all have to die!!!" The extremely well-faced dark demon tutor finally came out of his true face. He looked up to the sky and roared, and his face was full of violence and ferociousness. At this moment, he finally showed the supreme power of his bloody killing. The whole scene is completely changing. Here, it is no longer a dark parliament, but a bloody world composed of millions or even hundreds of millions of corpses, a Shura hell full of the smell of death...