National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 1288 Repentance
Among the crowd not far away, Mo Jiawei frowned when he saw this, and whispered: "Boss, it's not good, it's a great confession technique, and it has some mind control effects."

"The holy court has quite a lot of means."

As Fang Heng said, he licked his dry lips, took out a scroll from his backpack, and aimed the spell at Zhuo Lingfang.

Fortunately, Tang Mingyue gave him a lot of spell scrolls when he came, a large part of which were divine scrolls.

After all, holy scrolls can only be triggered through holy theology, and their popularity is very low.

Holy Word!

"boom!!!"

Zhuo Lingfang, who was half kneeling on the ground, just opened her mouth to say something when a golden holy light burst out in front of her, spitting blood from her whole mouth and flying backwards.

Ed was taken aback when he saw this, and suddenly looked up at Karkira.

The people in the holy court are really crazy, how dare they act in front of so many people?

Ed saw a moment of confusion on Karkila's face, followed by incomparable rage.

wrong!

Ed came to his senses in an instant.

He got it!
This attack was definitely not the work of Karkira!

Someone is behind the scenes!
That person is most likely Li Xue!

Ed's brain was spinning rapidly, and he immediately shouted: "No! They want to kill people! Stop him!"

Karkila turned his head to look at Ed, his eyes were about to spurt blood.

Murder?
Have you ever seen such a murderer?
The other players also came to their senses one after another, and without giving Karkila a chance to breathe, they shouted: "Silence in front of so many of us, is it true that our Mage Association is just being manipulated by others!"

"When our Necromancers are so easy to bully?"

A player blasted towards the holy court with a cone of ice at the team's signal.

"puff."

invalid!

The low-level cone of ice technique was easily blocked by the holy light shield covering the outer layer of the holy court, and the defensive barrier did not even have a ripple.

But this attack sounded the horn of attack!

Someone took the lead, and more and more low-level spells were thrown towards the Holy Court.

The barrier of holy light absorbed a large number of magic attacks, and waves gradually emerged.

"Stop it all! Leave it to me!"

Seeing that the matter was about to get out of control, the lord Chadwick turned blue and shouted for everyone to calm down temporarily and stop the attack.

He really didn't want to have such a deadlock with the Holy Court.

Moreover, the other party was the Archbishop of the Holy Court, so powerful that even the empire gave way to three points, even if all the strength of the entire city of Linklipton was used up, it would not be able to defeat him.

But the holy court is too bullying. Is it true that he is a fake lord?
The matter has come to this point, if you can't fight, you have to fight, otherwise he will become the talk of other lords after dinner.

Taking a ten thousand step back, anyway, he still has Tang Mingyue and Lord Fang Heng as his backing.

Hit it!

Chadwick made up his mind and looked at Karkila, "Until the matter is investigated, please stay in the city for the time being!"

Karkira looked over with a cold expression on his face.

"Let me stay? Just rely on you?"

Karkila could see that this group of people was planning to frame him!want to keep him here.

Karkila, who is loyal to Tang Mingyue, is obviously not a good person either.

"Then try it!"

The imperial guards and mage apprentices, who had been emotionally aroused to the extreme, only felt that the Holy Court was too deceptive.

"Boom! Boom!!"

Without waiting for Chadwick's order, a large number of spells smashed towards Karkila's shield again.

It's a pity that most of the attacks are small spells from low-level mages, which disappear as soon as they touch the barrier of holy light.

Many of the accompanying lords also joined the battle.

The Holy Court lacked flying skills, and it was a bit troublesome to evacuate quickly, so they simply stayed where they were.

Karkila nodded to the few people, and the two judges focused on casting the holy transfer, preparing to teleport the few people far away through teleportation spells.

"Not good, they want to run!"

"Interrupt their spellcasting! Don't let them slip!"

Seeing the movement of the holy court, several players shouted.

Everyone in the Mage Association accelerated the condensed spell bombardment.

However, the fine spells landed on the holy light shield like a tickle, unable to cause substantial damage to it at all.

Mo Jiawei, who was watching from a distance, was anxious, and whispered: "Fang Heng, what should we do? These people can't stop them."

"Ah."

Fang Heng hummed lightly, but his eyes were fixed on the golden scepter in Karkila's hand.

Very familiar scepter.

He had seen it once before when sealing the original phage in the underground palace.

Undoubtedly, this scepter possesses great power.

And it is very likely that they also have the ability to deal with abyssal demons.

Fang Heng measured the combat effectiveness between the two sides.

In the current state, it is almost impossible to kill the Archbishop.

Only when the opponent is weak can it be possible to use the power of the blood clan and the ultimate move of the moon to kill him.

Since you can't beat it, then you should settle for the next best thing.

You can find a way to grab that scepter, if you succeed...

A flash of greed flashed in Fang Heng's eyes.

A very greedy action plan was quickly constructed in Fang Heng's mind.

The plan is very shallow, and there are likely to be accidents.

But the current time is tight and Fang Heng can't allow Fang Heng to think about it.

"Old Mo, I will find a way to take advantage of the chaos to seize the scepter, and then retreat immediately. You will find a way to join Ed and the others to tell them my intentions, and leave me alone."

"okay."

Mo Jiawei agreed and quickly disappeared into the crowd behind him.

Not far away, Lord Blunt, who was eating melons and watching, saw that the Mage Association had already made a move, and couldn't help whispering: "Now the house has been stolen by the Holy Court, and now even people can't stop it. If this spreads, it will be caught Those who make fun of people, help them, and teach the Holy Court some lessons."

"Ah."

Chippo nodded, understanding what Lord Blunt meant.

Huh! !

A few seconds later, a cold light flashed out from the crowd.

"Crack!!!"

The long sword landed lightly on the barrier of holy light, making a crisp sword cry.

Karkira's complexion changed slightly, and he stared at the person coming.

The Imperial Sword Master Qibo.

"Crack Kaka Kaka!!!"

With the tip of the sword as the point, fine cracks spread rapidly to the surroundings!
boom! !

The golden barrier burst open, turning into golden fragments and flying around!

Chibo backed away with one blow and dodged into the distance.

Damn!

Karkira looked at the black figure that was leaving quickly.

I can't care about him anymore.

The shield of the holy light was broken, and more detailed small spells blasted towards the people in the holy court.

A haze flickered in Karkira's eyes.

"archbishop!"

Maryfiel yelled anxiously.

Holy transfer takes a while to prepare for continuous casting, and once interrupted, it takes more time to recondense.

"pass it to me."

Domain spells, holy words - cut!
Karkira hit the ground with the scepter in his hand, and cast the spell again.

The dark golden light quickly enveloped all around!
(End of this chapter)