"Priest Anman, stop him!"
Veronica watched as Brand ran further away, knowing she couldn't stop him, she could only shout to Anman who wasn't far off. But at the sa ti, she furrowed her brows, feeling the Fogged Saint Multi-Headed Dragon had already passed through the forest from the side and was attacking her. She quickly turned and slashed at the two huge heads in front of her.
The Green Sky swept up a ghostly glow, striking heavily at the Fogged Saint Multi-Headed Dragon's first head right in the center of the nose. However, the white, billowing mist only sank back montarily, then returned to its original state, the force of the strike instead pushed this Cruz's Female War God back nearly ten ters.
As Veronica retreated, the second head lunged forward again. She snorted and could only roll to the side to dodge the attack. The white mist rolled across the forest floor, knocking the surrounding black pines askew like a raging storm, blowing her Sky Blue hair up and obscuring her vision.
Involuntarily, she turned her head and saw that the Reserve Knights of the Holy Temple on the other side were holding back the other two heads at the cost of their lives, forming two lines in front of Anman to buy ti for the Lord Priest to cast spells.
Anman hesitated as he got up. Should he stop Brand first or deal with the Fogged Saint Multi-Headed Dragon? There was only one chance; if he chose to deal with Brand, not a single one of his knights might survive.
But finally, greed for the Earth Sword overca reason. Anman raised his right hand, drawing a Holy Fla Symbol of the Fla Temple with the agate ring on his finger: "In the na of fire, you run away, but you'll eventually be caught—" He pointed at Brand: "Fla's Wish, co back to !"
Brand, who was running out, almost saw black upon hearing the spell. Fla's Wish was part of a High-Level Holy Word, actually used by this Lord Priest from Eink against a minor character like him. It was well known that in Vaun, Holy Word Magic above the Seven Rings was mastered by only two professions—the Witch and the Priest. And both the Witch's curse and the Priest's prophecy were known as Near-God Speech, absolute powerful forces among the many spell existences.
Especially for a Pure Warrior with low Will, even though Brand had an Elental Mage level, it was too low to be reputable. He only felt that as soon as Anman's spell ended, his vision blurred, and he appeared in a ring of fire right in front of the other.
"Damn it!" Brand cursed quietly. He imdiately turned around, directly facing Anman, who was watching him with a cold smile, almost grinding his teeth as he said, "It seems Lord Priest wants to keep here!"
"Naturally," Anman responded.
"I hope Your Excellency won't regret it!" Brand didn't say more, simply reversing the Sword Blade, gripping the Earth Sword with both hands, and thrusting it towards Anman.
"Arrogance leads to madness." Anman's face turned cold. Ordinary people would hesitate and fear opposing the Fla Temple, but Brand's decisiveness made him feel his authority was challenged. This Lord Priest coldly raised his left hand: "Solid Wall!"
A golden hexagonal Light Shield expanded from the center of his palm, causing Brand's Sword Blade to strike it and spark a long trail of fire.
Brand knew this wasn't a spell but Anman's Elental Power. And at this ti, the opponent's spell was just being prepared. A fiery red glow enveloped this man's priestly robe, as Anman was augnting himself with Holy Magic.
"I advise you to surrender." Anman dispersed the hexagonal Light Shield blocking his front, simultaneously raising his hand to grab the Earth Sword from Brand—he clamped the Sword Blade with the web of his thumb, and when skin and the sharp tallic surface t, it actually made a sound resembling the screech of tal collision.
Holy Magic—Steel Fist, Holy Power.
The Priest augnted himself with Holy Magic, allowing his lee fighting capability to be no less than a fully ard warrior. Although Anman had only cast two Holy Magics so far, Brand felt the other's Strength was already on par with his own, even without unleashing full power.
Anman seized Brand's sword, chuckling lowly: "Though Lord Baron is a heretic, the Holy Hall and Fla Temple have not yet reached a state of war. According to the rules among nobles, you should trust that the Holy Temple I represent would not easily harm a noble of your standing, Lord Baron, and you can still pay your own ransom—"
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