In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

The sticky black blood dyed the ground red. Worried about the unknown and terrible infection, the defenders were forced to retreat continuously.

Galio used all his strength to cut open the chest of the monster in front of him with his sword. These powerful monsters were not much stronger than ordinary people, but even with such a serious injury as the chest being cut open, the monster did not stop his actions and knocked the knight in full armor away with one punch.

Galio was knocked flying and hit hard against the courtyard wall. He felt that his internal organs were displaced and he couldn't get up after struggling several times.

He saw the six-armed monster slowly approaching. In its cut open chest, countless disgusting tapeworm-like granulations were wriggling and connecting to each other, "stitching" the cut open chest back together like a zipper.

"I'm afraid only the wolf warriors from Texas can deal with these monsters?"

Seeing the monster slowly approaching, Galio did not feel too much fear in his heart.

He felt that he could transform from a stevedore who had to travel all day and would most likely be dependent on Damietta for the rest of his life into a respected knight. Even if it was only for a few months, he felt that such a life was wonderful enough.

Not to mention the legendary adventures in dreams - compared to the previous muddled life, this is what it means to be truly alive!

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, a figure flashed past him at high speed. In his hand was a shining silver sword with inscriptions on it. The sword flew through the air at a high speed, reflecting the inscriptions with a fiery red color.

In just a moment, the six-armed monster was cut in half, but the flesh at the wound no longer moved. It struggled a few times before dying.

"Who are you?"

Galio asked subconsciously, but then he realized that this was not a good time to ask questions. The six-armed monster was obviously also a small boss-level enemy. With its death, the group of monsters that were originally charging into the formation actually split into one-third and rushed over here.

The man looked back at Galio. His beast-like cat eyes emitted an amber glow. The hideous scar on his left cheek started from his forehead and almost went through most of his face except for his eyes.

Galio was so shocked that there was no need to ask about the man's identity anymore.

That was in the tavern, the legendary witcher that the bards had sung countless times, holding the sword of the Lady of the Lake "Alondigit", the incarnation of the Archangel Gabriel - Geralt Van Helsing!

The legendary demon hunter strode towards the monsters, drew magical seals with one hand, and shot out blazing fire, forcing back all the monsters that were rushing around. Then, the silver sword that was said to be obtained from an ancient pagan god chopped down the enemies one by one like a landslide.

Accompanied by the sound of iron hooves and the roar of wild beasts, the cold frost once again covered the battlefield.

The mist shrouded the black-armored knights, who were driving their wild hounds. Amid the terrified or hopeful looks of the defenders, they charged into the scattered ranks of monsters like a torrent.

They wore skull-shaped helmets, and their armor was frozen with eternal frost.

They held high their long-handled weapons that looked like moon blades. The sharp blades could easily cut off the heads of monsters, but the infectious blood of the monsters could not infect these knights, who were left with only skeletons.

The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Looking back, I saw Ms. Prajna, wearing a snow-white dress, standing alone at the highest point of the Grand Palace, holding a brush between her fingertips. As her brush tip moved, flashes of lightning illuminated the long night as bright as day.

In the white frost, more and more dogs barked and horses clattered.

After becoming elite, Prajna summoned an entire army of wild hunters by herself!

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Lothar had lost count of how many times he had killed the "wolf monster" in front of him.

When the wolf monster was killed again and was reconstructing its body, the strange dragon hovering in the air swooped down with a roar, spewing out poisonous breath from its mouth that contained countless tiny creatures that were difficult to capture with the naked eye.

Lothar immediately shot out a beam of dragon fire to resist the poisonous breath, but a sharp hissing suddenly exploded in his mind - it was the bloody skinless bat.

At this moment, the countless magic eyes on its body glowed with blood-red light, but the evil spell that could bewitch people's minds and make high-level spellcasters lose their minds could not shake Lothar's mind at all.

The siren with strange scales that stood up like barnacles also sang the siren's song, trying to help the skinless bats destroy Lothar's will. At the same time, an ice spear emitting a biting cold air appeared in her hand.

He fired a shot to sweep away the swooping dragon, then raised his hand and stroked the gun blade to summon a ray of dragon fire, which blasted the attacking "Strange Scaled Siren" away.

As if they had telepathic connection, when the strange dragon and the siren were blasted into the sky, Jeanna suddenly threw the holy spear in her hand. Although the power was insufficient because the process of accumulating power and chanting was omitted, the golden holy flame still engulfed the two monsters in an instant and burned them to ashes.

After fighting with monsters for a long time and performing mediocrely, Lothar activated the "Blessing of Saint Sophia" without hesitation.

This powerful new skill had an immediate effect. It created a huge illusory image of an angel behind Lothar. Its wings closed and wrapped around Lothar. Golden light was spread down and soaked into Lothar's body.

His mental strength was originally his main attribute, and after doubling it, he had firmly crossed the threshold of legend. If he were to specialize in witchcraft and become a professional spellcaster at this time, his progress would probably be frighteningly fast.

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Tasia was slightly stunned.

This power

Is there really a God in this world?

Whether God exists or not has always been an important research project in the supernatural world. The more many legendary spellcasters understand this world, the more they believe that there is an omniscient and omnipotent creator in this world.

However, most of the clergy in the church are not ordinary people, and are inferior to the Eastern Zoroastrianism, which still has some power.

But in the supernatural world, we often hear that there are holy objects with magical powers stored in churches all over the place. After in-depth investigations, some powerful supernatural beings found that although most of them were rumors or forgeries, there were also many that really had a power characteristic that was completely different from traditional spellcasting powers.

Tasia's tone was obviously quite pleasantly surprised: "Interesting, I really want to cut open your body, take out all your blood vessels and internal organs and study them, to see what kind of amazing secret is hidden in your body."

A new power system?

An ancient, mysterious artifact left over from the Age of Gods?

Or is it about the secret of how you were able to increase your power to such a level in a short period of time, and also recruit so many spellcasters who have never been heard of before but who actually possess powerful powers and should not be unknown?

No matter which one it is, it is more valuable to Tasia than Lothar's own existence.

She snapped her fingers, and in the darkness, the figures of monsters reappeared.

However, Lothar had already "gone all out", and obviously had no intention of continuing to fight with these puppets. His powerful mental strength was instantly transferred to agility and strength, and his body seemed to cast a space-folding spell and moved behind Tasya.

The Spear of Destiny in his hand was instantly covered with the high temperature of the mechanism, and, carrying the magic-breaking dragon energy of the Destiny True Dragon, pierced towards Tashia's heart.

At the same time, a strong wind blew up.

Cherinina crossed her two blades and slashed from top to bottom.