Evening Bell Church

Under the watchful eyes of a lord, a dozen masters, and nearly a thousand mystics, the thick fog gradually dissipated.

Joel had already joined the congregation, not far from the mist, and asked loudly again: "Who is it!?"

Boom!

A thick bell sounded from the fog, and as the fog dissipated, everyone could gradually see five figures standing beside Virginia.

They just stood there, seemingly calm and calm in the face of the most terrifying siege by the March Church in the world, still unafraid.

"The sound of the bell?" Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound of the bell.

"Where did the bell sound come from?" Sapir frowned slightly, with a hesitant look on his face.

Sapir stared at the fog: "It should be coming from the fog."

"The fog has dispersed! It has dispersed!" At this time, some shouts came from the crowd.

Gradually, people saw the neat and handsome black windbreaker, the decent and elegant suit, the strange symbol on the chest that they had never seen before, and the five people wearing silver ghost masks and black bowler hats.

A gust of breeze blew by, blowing away the last fog and blowing the robes of the five people into the air.

Elegant, mysterious, precise and handsome, these four words linger in everyone's mind at this moment.

These five people just stood here, like five mountains, and like five ancient monsters that condensed their inner breath. They were unpredictable and gave people invisible pressure.

"Who are they?" No one present had ever seen such uniforms, let alone such a logo.

But they all felt an invisible pressure that made it difficult for them to breathe.

Joel stared at the five people cautiously and asked in a low voice: "Who are you! Do you know what you are doing now!? You are against the whole world!"

The Church of March, the Church of Glory, the Elf Order, and the Fortress. These church organizations occupy 80% of the world's resources. They can indeed be called the entire world.

Under the gaze of everyone, the white-haired man who took the lead slowly raised his head, stretched out his black-gloved hand and slightly raised the brim of his hat. The frost giant sword badge on the side shone with an icy cold air in the sun.

A silver-gray, majestic mask like a ghost or god was exposed under the brim of the hat.

"What is this!" When people saw these eyes, they gasped.

Those eyes couldn't see the eyeballs, they could only see two hollows burning with ghostly fire.

Poof!

Exhaling a breath of cold air, the air outside the mask instantly froze and turned into particles that scattered.

The low, majestic, powerful and mysterious voice said four words.

"Evening Bell Church."

"Evening Bell Church!?" Upon hearing this name, everyone frowned and looked thoughtful, saying that they had never heard of this name before.

All the bishops are very unfamiliar with this name.

Child, who was standing next to Sapir, had a flash of shock in his eyes. He turned his head to glance at Su Ge, who still had a normal expression, and lowered his head in deep thought.

Joel wanted to speak, but at this moment Laurie led a group of bishops down the hillside and came not far from the five people.

At the same time, the surrounding circle of Holy Swordsmen and clergymen narrowed again, tightening their weapons and looking alert.

Laurie asked calmly: "Are the five bishops who openly attacked the Glory Church too little regard for our church alliance?"

The white-haired man turned his head slightly and answered with the same cold voice: "Yes, so what?"

! ! !

Upon hearing this, the faces of all the clergy present immediately darkened.

When many mysterious people in the distance heard this, their hearts suddenly jumped.

For thousands of years, no organization has dared to openly provoke the church alliance headed by the March Church.

Laurie's tone became increasingly cold as he said, "Are you here to cause trouble today?"

The white-haired man replied: "We are here to find someone."

While speaking, the two women in black behind had already helped Virginia up. The woman on the left waved her hand casually, and a pale and cold light flashed through. The wound on Virginia's wrist healed quickly, and it took less than ten seconds. The muscles have fully recovered, leaving only superficial skin trauma.

"Master Priest!?" Seeing this scene, the people around him were suddenly shocked.

The master priest's ability to control and understand the body is beyond human imagination.

Every master priest is a very important strategic resource. They can even bring back people who are about to die.

Its signature method is that it can quickly reorganize and heal the body through psychic energy.

Horace's face changed slightly when he saw this method, but then he felt relieved.

That person was completely different from Jenny in terms of posture, aura, and spiritual energy fluctuations. It could even be said to be the complete opposite. He was definitely not the same person.

The mystics in the distance are a little jealous. Having a master priest by your side is equivalent to having a few more lives!

The surrounding clergy and holy sword teams also aimed their primary attack targets at the master priest.

Joel said in a dark voice: "Virginia is our traitor and a heretic who joined the cult. If you are not afraid of death, just give it a try!"

The white-haired man turned his head slightly to glance at him, and said coldly: "In a moment, her sword will chop off your head."

After saying that, the white-haired man looked at Laurie directly in front of him: "Get out of the way, I don't want to kill you."

Hearing this, there was an uproar.

Facing such a terrifying formation, he actually said such words! ?

"Are they crazy!?" The clergy around them looked ugly, and the mysterious man not far away even exclaimed.

"Does he think that standing in front of him are cats and dogs from some small church?" The ascetic monk shook his head.

Laurie narrowed his eyes, feeling his authority challenged.

"You seem very confident in yourself."

The white-haired man did not answer, and only responded with two words: "Get out of the way."

The arrogant Sapir on the side could not bear such arrogance. He instantly took out his secret treasure with both hands, and with thunder all over his body, he rushed forward like a thunder god coming to the world, and roared: "You are asking for your own death!"

"A master-level lightning controller. I heard that he can form terrifying currents as high as lightning, which can instantly chop people into charcoal."

"I've seen it, and it's true. That kind of electric current is very scary. The weapon in his hand is a level three secret treasure. I heard it can increase his electric current by 20%."

"He is the best among the masters. I heard that three masters from other cult organizations died at his hands, and they are called master killers."

Seeing such lightning, everyone had a hint of schadenfreude on their faces. They knew the horrific consequences of angering this proud bishop.

The last bishop who angered him was electrocuted into charcoal within ten seconds.

Faced with such a terrifying current, the white-haired man showed no intention of defending or dodging, and calmly watched Sapir and his current approaching him quickly.

"Seeking death!" This arrogance completely angered Sapir, and the electricity became even more terrifying.

At this moment, the two people were so close that even the terrifying electric current touched the white-haired man's body.

…

In silence, the explosion that people expected did not appear, and there was no familiar burning smell. The current had dissipated, crackling in the air, and the aftermath was still there.

But the body of the white-haired man who was exposed to the thunder and lightning did not change at all, and even the elegant and handsome clothes on his body did not have any damage or wrinkles.

"How...possible!!!"

The people around them gradually widened their eyes, their expressions full of horror and sluggishness.

Thousands of pairs of eyes watched this scene, and everyone clearly saw the terrifying thunder and lightning falling on the white-haired man.

However, everyone also saw that the lightning dissipated after falling on the white-haired man.

Shocked, puzzled, depressed, dead silent!

The expressions of the people were like sculptures, motionless.

After a few seconds of dead silence, that hoarse voice full of special magnetism sounded.

"Follow Bai Shuang and dance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired young man raised his left foot and took a step towards the sluggish Sapir.

The dark leather boots stepped on the ground, and a kind of crystal frost began to follow his toes on the ground quickly.

"Be careful where you are!" Horace reminded hurriedly from behind.

Sapir hurriedly came to his senses after hearing this, and suddenly looked down, and suddenly found a large number of two-meter-long, slender and sharp ice crystal spikes suddenly appearing under his body.

These spikes grew out of the ground at extremely fast speeds, piercing his body from all directions.

With many years of combat experience, he reacted very quickly and retreated suddenly. During the retreat, his body kept jumping, dancing, dodging, and flipping like a gymnast, as if he was dancing.

Just like what the white-haired man said just now, follow Bai Shuang and dance.

He dodged quickly and accurately. However, due to a final mistake, the palm of his left hand was pierced by a sharp thorn.

After a period of severe pain, Sapir found that he had lost feeling in his left hand.

Under the gaze of everyone, people were extremely horrified to find that no blood even flowed from the punctured hand.

Because at the moment of being pierced, the blood, bones, and flesh were completely frozen and turned into human ice sculptures.

But not only that, this terrifying chill quickly spread up his arms, freezing his skin and flesh wherever it went as if it were crystal clear.

Sapir, who felt the fear, was also a ruthless man. He casually pulled out the guard's weapon and cut off his left arm from the elbow with a knife.

However, when the limbs were separated, there was only one-sided bleeding, and not a drop of blood came out of the amputated forearm.

Click, click, click!

The severed forearm was quickly frozen amidst a crackling sound of ice, and then fell to the ground a second later.

Like glass that was frozen to the extreme and fragile, it fell to pieces and shattered into pieces.

Looking at the broken arm, people can clearly see the frozen muscles, pores, blood, college, bones, bone marrow inside through a layer of ice crystals...

It was as if time had been frozen, everything inside was perfectly preserved to that moment.

Suck it! ! ! ! !

Seeing this scene, all the bishops, including Laurie, all the clergy, and all the mystics outside gasped at the same time, feeling an indescribable biting cold for some reason.

Covering his broken arm, Sapir's eyes widened with a look of shock on his face. He could not imagine the consequences of just a few seconds later and allowing the frost to continue to spread.

He suddenly raised his head, stared at the white-haired man with a hint of fear in his eyes, and asked hoarsely: "Who are you!?"

"War." The white-haired man raised his hands slightly, and a white frost sword made of frost appeared in his hands.

"I am both the beginning and the end of war."

Everyone's pupils shrank for a while, staring at the big sword filled with cold air and terrifying fluctuations in his hand, and they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Su Ge stood aside, his expression full of satisfaction.

Jellos's posture, expression, tone of voice, lines, movements, and eyes were all perfect, even better than his own.

At this time, waves of darkness began to surge all over Laurie's body: "You are challenging the authority of the March Goddess! Heretic!"

"We believe in the Lord of Storms and Death, the only true God in the valley abyss. Our mission is to spread the power of our Lord to the world."

After saying that, Jellos' cold eyes were filled with contempt: "Provoking the authority of the so-called goddess? If you do such a boring thing, it is disrespectful to our Lord."

"Looking for death!" Hearing that his faith was humiliated, Laurie's face was instantly hideous, and countless darkness directly wrapped Jellos up, and then took Jellos up and flew away.

The lord's battle was too far-reaching, and he didn't want to hurt his own people.

Before leaving, Laurie's voice came: "Quickly take down this group of heretics!"

The most terrifying person was taken away by the lord-level archbishop, and the rest of the people immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the remaining five people with cold eyes.

Dark Star, Horace and Joel stood together and stepped forward at the same time, whispering: "Heretics, die quickly!"

Hearing this, Randall, who had been paddling, opened his eyes that were also burning with will-o'-the-wisp, slightly adjusted his hat, revealing the logo of the pair of gloves on it, looked at the three people, and said arrogantly: "A group of inferior species full of blood, who gave you the courage to bark like this in front of the Storm Knight under my Lord?"

Joel clenched the lightsaber and threatened in a low voice: "Heretics who speak wildly, you should make sure of the situation around you."

Dark Star's face was very gloomy, and waves of black breath rose from his body. He whispered: "I can't stand these heretics who defile the goddess anymore, crush him!"

At this time, Randall suddenly laughed in a low voice, looked at the three people and said loudly: "I think you should recognize the situation in front of you."

"Are you surrounding us, or are we surrounding you!?"

As soon as the voice fell, whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A sharp cold wind blew from the four people.

Randall slowly raised his hand and said proudly: "Now, it's time to show the power of our Lord. Fellow countrymen, let's start!"

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Four heavy and solemn bells rang in succession.

Waves of terrifying pressure were released from the four people.

"Masters... are all masters!?"

"How is this possible!? These five people are all masters!?"

"Goddess! What kind of power is this Evening Bell Church? This... just sent five masters as external personnel to preach the doctrine?"

"Look! These are not ordinary masters! Look at the terrifying psychic fluctuations!"

"Damn it, none of these four guys is weaker than Sapir!"

Dark Star, Joel, and Horace were a little confused by this sudden change.

They thought that these four people were just the followers of that person, and except for the priest, they were at most experts.

But now, what they never dreamed of was that these four people were actually... all masters! And it was the top master who had been a master for many years!

"What happened to this world!?" The clergy around were already scared.

Although there are many masters in the mysterious world, there are not many.

Generally, multiple masters are seen in a special gathering occasion, where the masters of several organizations gather together to discuss and negotiate, just like this alliance.

And in an organization, just casually, five masters suddenly appeared at the same time, and there were even terrifying figures who could go against the lord and kill the master killer in seconds!

Now, these four masters released this terrifying psychic pressure at the same time, which shocked everyone speechless.

At this time, accompanied by the sound of bells and cold wind, a whisper came out.

It seemed to be praying, it seemed to be chanting.

My Lord is the Lord of Storm and Death, the only true God of the Valley and the Abyss, the ruler of dreams, the ruler of death, the master of fog, the king of the wild hunt, and the Lord of White Frost. We servants inherit the great power of my Lord, abide by the principles of my Lord, and hold the grace of my Lord to release and liberate all the filthy souls in the world. I am a believer of the storm, an executioner of death, and a sweeper who purifies the world.

I hereby declare that I am the walker of my Lord, carrying the sound of the evening bell, following the will of heaven, purifying all filthy people, punishing all sinful people, liberating all hateful people, and redeeming all regretful people...

This murmured whisper seemed to linger in everyone's ears, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression and solemnity.

It was as if every word in the chanted words carried an indescribable great power, making people dare not despise, dare not remember, dare not forget, dare not read, dare not refuse.

Countless contradictions gathered here, and suddenly everyone present felt the horror of this sentence, or greatness!

"Now! Purify all filthy people!" Randall said, his body soaring into the sky and turning into countless black mist.

At this moment, countless black bats appeared, covering the sky and the sun.

"High-level vampire!!!!"

Seeing this scene, many people were terrified and screamed.

High-level vampires are no longer at the level of mysterious beings or creatures.

This kind of immortal thing is a mysterious phenomenon far beyond common sense, just like a legend.

But compared with the legend, they really exist.

In the mysterious world, high-level vampires represent terror, danger, and difficulty. They can be said to be one of the most awe-inspiring existences.

Even many people have never seen them, but only heard of them in rumors. It can be said that they are scared by high-level vampires.

This time, when these people saw the legendary terrifying existence, they were completely panicked.

"Shoot!" Dark Star ordered instantly.

However, just as he was about to shoot, the sound wave suddenly turned around.

With a buzzing sound.

The terrifying sound wave spread out instantly, not only shocking the clergy around to step back several steps, but also making everyone's ears tinnitus because of the huge sound, and even temporarily deaf.

"Witch! Witch! It's the sound wave witch!" In the silence, the embarrassed church staff screamed, and the neat formation just now suddenly became messy and disorderly.

Then, Frost slapped his hands on the hillside.

A terrifying frost storm suddenly broke out, sweeping across the entire hillside.

"Back off! Back off!" The mysterious man who was watching the excitement from a distance was so frightened that his face turned pale and he shouted hurriedly.

The terrifying cold and the ice and snow in between can kill people!

A high-level vampire and two master-level witches, these two legendary strong men who have always existed suddenly appeared, completely frightening these low-level mysterious men.

Compared with ordinary mysterious men, witches have unique advantages, and they are gifted. As long as the witches awaken their abilities, they will directly skip the apprentice level and enter the professional level.

And because the mastery of that kind of innate knowledge is like instinct, witches can generally crush most mysterious men at the same level.

And this kind of innate ability is accompanied by the witch's active learning, and the knowledge continues to deepen, and the knowledge and ability she shows are even more terrifying.

But due to the special nature of witches, almost most witches cannot grow up normally, and many die young.

But there are always some lucky people who can avoid it and keep a low profile in the dark.

Under normal circumstances, the appearance of an expert witch, like the Burning Witch Elena, is already a very dangerous and lucky existence.

Master-level witch? Even similar to high-level vampires, it is a legendary existence.

After all, masters are not cabbages. The appearance rate itself is low, and this low probability is based on the witch's few foundations and tragic experiences. This low probability plus low probability made many mysterious people once think that witches did not exist at the master level.

But today, at this moment and here, they found that they were still too naive.

"The Frost Witch is actually a master level!?" Facing this biting frost, Sapir was full of shock while running.

Joel, who had dealt with the sound wave, was also full of horror.

Due to the whispers of the ancient gods before, the two witches fell into a weak state, and the knowledge, psychic power, and combat effectiveness they showed were only at the expert level.

They never dreamed that these two witches who were once prisoners and defeated by their hands were so terrifying.

The sound of cold wind, wailing, and the piercing cries of bats dancing echoed all over the hillside.

The Holy Sword Team, which the Holy Blood Church was proud of, had no chance to fight back against the three master-level monsters that suddenly appeared. They were directly disrupted from formation, deafened, dizzy, and shivering in the cold wind.

The demon hunters around were relatively alert. They took potions and hurriedly retreated. They were a little confused when they picked up their weapons.

Master-level witches? High-level vampires at the half-lord level?

They looked down at themselves, two experts and five professional levels.

Demon hunting?

Hunt you!

Many mysterious people who fled further away saw these three terrifying monsters, their faces were a little pale, and their hearts were shaking constantly.

A mysterious person muttered to himself with a pale face at this time: "The Evening Bell Church... The Evening Bell Church... What kind of organization is this, which can tame high-level vampires and two master-level witches at the same time?"

The ascetic monk had a very complicated expression.

How many years have passed since the last time the March Church coalition was so embarrassed, it was the Storm Dragon.

For many years, no organization, no one, could make the March Church so embarrassed, so embarrassed.

Dong!

The bell rang again.

This time, the bell sounded extra loud, as if it could be heard by the whole world.