Evening Bell Church

While fighting is still going on in the mountains, fighting is also going on in the camps on the ground.

At this time, you can see a dozen giant ghouls appearing around the March Church territory for unknown reasons.

Each of these giant ghouls is the size of an elephant, with sharp claws half a meter long, like steel knives.

The ferocious teeth are each an inch long and can easily bite a horse in half.

The thick resistant carapace on the whole body has extremely strong mysterious resistance and physical resistance, comparable to a tank.

Under the rampage of these ghouls, the entire camp was in a mess.

However, being in a mess does not mean that the Church of March has been defeated.

The battle that was originally going smoothly suddenly took a turn.

For some unknown reason, another master-level cleric suddenly appeared in the camp.

This cleric is taciturn and ugly, but his fighting ability is terrifying.

His profession is a butcher, and he belongs to the Nighthawk Church Judgment Office. He has no name, and others call him the butcher.

One hand has a serrated machete that can easily tear apart the body of a giant ghoul, and the other hand carries a ferocious metal glove full of blood. The huge inhuman hand possesses terrifying destructive power and attack power.

The leader of this operation, Bishop Sheridan of the Cold Lie Church, seemed to have known about the existence of the Butcher for a long time, and did not care that he easily killed five giant ghouls.

"Get out." The butcher's skinny body stood there, his mouth full of yellow teeth opened, and he made a low, hoarse voice.

Sheridan stared at him and said calmly: "I know you, Butcher. I also know your knowledge. My ghouls really can't do anything to you. Your defense and attack power can indeed be called everything." The strongest among the masters."

"But I know your weaknesses very well," Sheridan said, placing his hands in front of him and whispering a prayer.

"Looking for death!" The butcher carried a serrated machete and moved forward step by step. He walked very slowly, but no one could block him.

It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, it's just that his knowledge is such that he can't go fast.

The machete swung past, and the body of the giant ghoul that rushed over instantly fell to the ground and was dismembered in the blink of an eye.

Step on the guts and blood and move on.

On the other side, a large number of people from the Lenglie Church attacked others in a desperate manner.

What makes people feel weird is that they are not focusing on the people of the Nighthawk Church, but Jenny who is in the Healing Church.

At the same time, some other scattered mysterious people suddenly intervened.

Just now, a mysterious person suddenly threw in a dozen grenades, seriously injuring Jenny.

Fortunately, she was a master priest, so a simple treatment would not be fatal.

But this consumes a lot of her spiritual energy, and the battle situation is very difficult at this time.

"Damn it, isn't their target the Frost Witch? Why do they keep attacking me?" Jenny felt very gloomy.

Jenny was in a very bad condition at this time, her whole body was covered in blood, her robe was stuck to her body, there were many wounds on her shoulders, abdomen, and legs, and even a lot of shrapnel was still in the skin and flesh and could not be removed in time.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and his messy hair stuck to his face in an awkward manner.

Bang!

The psychic shield blocked several attacks with difficulty. She looked around and immediately discovered some problems.

She found that the church members she left behind were all direct subordinates of Horace, and her subordinates had followed Horace up the mountain.

Now, these people fought carelessly. Not only did they not use their full strength, they even took the initiative to stay away from her, the priest who should be standing at the back, exposing her.

"Horace!" At this time, Jenny's heart was filled with anger.

Now, she has some clues.

Horace, wanted her dead.

Oh oh oh!

The battle was difficult, but a burst of cheers suddenly came from not far away.

Jenny turned around to look, her face suddenly darkened.

At this time, the ice came from nowhere and formed a huge ice block, which actually froze the butcher.

Without a pillar like Butcher, the master coldbender, Sheridan is the overlord on this battlefield.

Child looked very afraid of death. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately gathered the few remaining clergy and said: "Retreat!"

Afterwards, the group of people hugged together and actually...ran away, leaving the camp to the Leng Lie Church.

Sheridan sneered and did not pursue it.

He came here for two purposes. One was to take away the Frost Witch, and the other was to fulfill his promise and kill the female priest as the price for getting enough information.

"Hand over this woman and you can get out." Sheridan said lightly.

The surrounding Healing Church people seemed to have already had a tacit understanding. Without saying a word, they gathered up their formation and turned around to run away, leaving Jenny alone.

Jenny stood up with difficulty and asked coldly: "It was Horace who told you the Nighthawk Church's trump card, right? The butcher's knowledge is enhanced, but his weakness is the psychic gap and insufficient physical activity."

"By reducing the activity, this indestructible butcher can be frozen directly."

Sheridan smiled and said: "Of course, and you are the reward."

"Tsk, tsk, a clean body nourished by the light of the goddess, a master priest, a well-exercised body, full of freshness and elasticity, your taste will be very good." After Sheridan finished speaking, he raised his hand and held a handful of ice The spear condensed and shot towards Jenny's chest.

"Are you really going to die?" Jenny was very unwilling.

Before the attack, Alger came back quickly and took everyone from the Holy Blood Church away directly, and no one knew where he went.

At this time, she really had no backup or helpers.

At this critical moment, a shadow flashed by, and Jenny suddenly felt that she was wrapped in a gentle force, and then moved quickly.

She slowly raised her head and saw a handsome face under the mask, feeling the elegant and mature atmosphere.

"Archbishop!?" She asked softly and tentatively.

This mature gentleman lowered his head and smiled: "It's really heartbreaking to let such a beautiful lady suffer such an injury."

Hearing this, Jenny's face flushed slightly: "Archbishop, you are really good at talking."

Randall reached out and touched her face, and his tone was full of teasing magnetism: "What I said is true!"

Plop! Jenny's heart suddenly beat uncontrollably.

This old gentleman who didn't know how many years had passed had mastered the skills of teasing women.

"Teacher, now is not the time to pick up girls!" Hills, who also wore the mask of the Evening Bell Church, walked over and said.

Randall coughed, put Jenny down and said, "Hills, you've matured a lot."

"Cold Church? It's always so annoying!" A female knight carrying a big sword and wearing a mask came over. It was Virginia, the middle school female knight who had just wandered here today after receiving Hills' news.

Alger, who changed his clothes and wore a mask, came over with five tall werewolves.

These nine people lined up in a row at this time, standing on a slightly higher stone, looking down at the people of the Cold Church in the camp, full of powerful aura.

"Who are you?" Sheridan asked with a frown when he saw these people who suddenly appeared.

At this time, several werewolves retreated slightly, and Jellos, wearing a wolf head mask, walked over, and the hoarse voice full of special magnetism sounded: "Evening Bell Church."

"Evening Bell Church?" Sheridan thought about it in his heart, and he had never heard of this organization.

Jellos continued, "Frost is our man, you can go away."

"Your man? What a joke!" Sheridan sneered, and shot an ice spear at Jellos like a bullet.

Jellos raised his hand, and when the ice spear was less than five centimeters away from his head, he accurately grabbed the ice cone with his bare hands.

Sheridan's eyes narrowed when he saw this.

"We are in a hurry. If you don't plan to leave, then you will die." Jellos said, throwing away the ice cone and pulling out the white frost long sword.

At this time, a person hurried over and whispered a few words in Sheridan's ear.

Sheridan felt a little irritated after hearing this. He looked up at Jellos and Randall, whose aura was completely unknown, and gritted his teeth and said, "Evening Bell Church, our Cold Church will remember you!"

After that, he left quickly with his people.

Although they had the advantage in numbers, his inspiration told him that if they dared to go to war with these people, they would definitely die!

Because he couldn't see through those two people at all.

Not being able to see through means the unknown, and the unknown means terror!

And the most important thing is that he didn't expect that the Nighthawk Church used that kind of sturdy cage.

With their current strength, they can't open it at all.

"Damn Horace, he actually set a trick for me here!" Sheridan was full of anger.

Soundwave, who was hiding behind, said: "They have all left, and no one is left."

Jellos nodded: "Alger, take the werewolves to be on guard, don't show your true identity."

"Yes!"

Then, Jellos took Randall, Soundwave and others and quickly rushed into the camp and found Frost in the cave under the ground.

"Frost! Frost! Are you okay?" Soundwave asked hurriedly when he saw the sisters tied up like dumplings in the cage.

Frost's mouth was blocked and she couldn't speak, but her heart was full of shock and joy, and she nodded vigorously.

Hills stepped forward and pulled hard, and said helplessly: "Just like what the adults said, this cage cannot be destroyed by conventional means."

Randall touched his chin and said: "I can go in, but I can't bring people out. Can I take the cage away directly?"

Jenny shook her head and said: "No, this cage weighs a ton, and runes and restrictions have been imposed on it. Even if it can be moved, it can't go far."

At this time, Jellos, who had been silent all the time, said: "Don't you know?"

"What?"

"Chrome silver steel is not cold-resistant." Jellos said, and waves of terrifying cold air gradually emerged from his body.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into an ice man covered with silver-white frost.

The special form given by the Apostle of Apocalypse: Frost Body, activated.