Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

On the other side, Xiwei had arrived at the door of the church, which was surrounded by his cavalry, and there were many expressionless believers gathered around.

This church does not look so bright and solemn, but rather gloomy and dilapidated. You will feel a sense of depression when you stand at the door.

However, considering that Badal is only a mid-level god after all, and the Eagle Territory is in a borderland and lacks funds, it is not unacceptable that the church here has a rather sloppy style.

Clemont stood at the door of the church, facing a group of priests and their bishop with cold eyes.

"Eagle Lord, are you going to kill his shepherds in front of God?"

Bishop Marton was dressed in gorgeous, flaming red clothes, with a bishop's hat inlaid with mithril on his head. He looked at Xiwei calmly, his voice was gentle and unhurried.

"The light of God cannot shine upon you, Bishop Malton."

Xiwei's expression was cold and stern, and he retorted. At the same time, he also saw a figure hidden in a black robe behind Marton.

Focusing his attention, the information panel of Marton and the man in black robes appeared in his eyes.

[Name: Marton]

[Identity: Bishop of the God of War]

[Strength: Archmage·Level 38 (21-40)]

[Skills: Divine Spell·Sacrifice, Advanced Fire Magic Mastery, Divine Spell·Holy Treatment, Divine Spell·Summon Divine Attendant]

[Equipment: Perfect Bishop Badar Robe (Master), Flame Heart Staff (Master)]

[Cologne Empire Reputation: 7324 (He is the only bishop of the Eagle Territory, slightly famous)]

[Reputation of demihuman forces: 147 (His hands are stained with the blood of demihumans!)]

【other……】

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[Name: Carter]

[Identity: Knight Templar]

[Strength: Earth Knight·Level 44 (41-50)]

[Skills: Insensible (biological modification), Intermediate Magic Immunity (biological modification), Divine Spell: Holy Flame Shield, Divine Spell: Flame Slash, Intermediate Great Sword Mastery, Madness (Biological Transformation)]

[Equipment: Templar Armor (Master), Templar Great Sword (Master)]

[Cologne Empire Reputation: 38 (They are the secret power of the Holy See)]

[Reputation of the demi-human force: 0 (the demi-humans know nothing about him)]

【other……】

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Interestingly, no wonder the church priests dared to listen to the tune and kept silent. It turned out that there was a Templar supporting them.

Xi Wei was thoughtful.

Then he noticed the four words "biomodification". What did this mean?

This was the first time Xiwei saw the Templars. As a secret force in the hands of the Holy See, they were few in number, mysterious and powerful.

It is said that each of them is at least as powerful as an Earth Knight, and they have extremely strong discipline. They are even more crazy and fearless in battle when fighting.

How do you view this "biomodification" and how suspicious it is?

But Xiwei still has no clue. The Holy See must contain some secrets that can produce powerful people at the level of Earth Knights relatively stably.

But these have nothing to do with him for the time being. He is here to settle accounts today.

"Bishop Marton, you and your priests blatantly disobeyed the orders of the lord, and insulted me, the lord of the Eagle Territory, as a lunatic. According to the laws of the Cologne Empire, I have the right to execute you. What do you have to say now?"

Marton smiled sympathetically when he heard this. He stared at the lord in front of him without fear and said tit for tat:

"The Eagle Lord actually asked my lord Badar, the most loyal servant, to perform healing spells on a despicable demi-human. I don't think His Majesty the King would agree to it even in person."

"In this case... there is no need for your church to exist."

Xiwei's eyes were gloomy as he pulled out the giant sword from behind.

"All cavalrymen obey the order and kill them all, leaving no one alive."

"Clement, the one in black robe is left to you."

Xiwei turned around and ordered, and then fighting energy surged around his body, and he struck Bishop Marton with a leaping slash like a meteor falling to the ground.

"I obey your wishes, Master."

Clemont drew his sword and locked his fierce eyes on the man in black robe behind Marton.

"Those who hide their heads and show their tails, I will be your opponent."

Scarlet fighting spirit covered Clemont's whole body. He bent one knee slightly and suddenly exerted force. The ground cracked. In the blink of an eye, the sword had already struck the chest of the man in black robe.

"Boom——"

As if slashing against a wall, this slash was blocked by the black-robed man's horizontal sword. The black-robed man remained motionless. The sword wind blew up a corner of his hood, revealing a pair of eyes as cold as a pool of stagnant water.

This is a strong enemy.

Clemont's pupils shrank, his heart sank, and he became extremely vigilant.

"Jie Jie Jie, old man, have you not eaten?"

The man in black robe grinned contemptuously, raised the hand holding the sword suddenly, and knocked Clemont away. Immediately after the black robe behind him stirred up, the man was like an arrow, attacking and killing Cremon in mid-air.

Although the man in black robe was using a heavy sword, his speed was comparable to that of Clemont. The two soon got into a fight, and the aftermath of the battle almost razed the nearby streets to the ground.

At the same time, on the other side, Xiwei was much more relaxed.

Bishop Marton is a typical legion-type mage. His skills are geared towards legion combat. His single-player ability is very weak. In addition, he is a full level below, so he was soon forced into a desperate situation.

"Lord Eagle, you have insulted my lord's shepherd like this, and I, my lord, will not let you go!"

Bishop Malton leaned against the wall sluggishly, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs.

He had made a mistake just now, and Xi Wei, who was approaching, struck him in the chest with a sword. The magic shield shattered directly, and he himself was severely injured.

"Tiantian, your master, your master, are you asking your master to save you now?"

Xiwei sneered and thrust the sword into Marton's heart.

Bishop Marton looked at Xi Wei with resentment in his eyes. The severe pain eroded his will, the broken internal organs deprived him of his vitality, and the lost blood took away the power in his body.

He didn't have a few more breaths left to live.

Bishop Marton's expression gradually calmed down, his empty eyes looked at the sky, and his lips trembled.

"My merciful Lord, your humble servant Marton, is willing to sacrifice his weak soul to become the cornerstone of your supreme power."

The remaining magic power in his body burned at this moment, and also ignited Marton's body.

The flames grew bigger and bigger, and the scorching heat melted the stone floor, forcing Xi Wei who was standing nearby to retreat, and finally turned into a large fireball with a diameter of seven to eight meters.

"hold head high--"

The ferocious and hoarse dragon roar sounded in the fireball, and a ferocious dragon head gradually took shape in the fireball.

Xiwei secretly felt that a great will was coming.

This will is full of violence and scorching heat, pressing hard on Xi Wei and threatening to burn out his soul.

It is the god of war and fire, the Fire Dragon Barda.

Even just a descending will can easily crush him to death.

Just when Xiwei was struggling to support himself and fell into despair.

Suddenly, he felt a coolness in his soul, and a will that was not inferior to that of the Flame Dragon Barda seemed to gather from all directions.

It was an all-encompassing, tolerant and peaceful will that expelled the flames burning Xi Wei's soul, using Xi Wei's body as the battlefield to compete with the power of the Flame Dragon Barda.

Seeing that his good deeds were interrupted, the dragon head in the flames neighed with anger and unwillingness, but Marton's magic power was about to burn out, and it could no longer support the existence of the great will.

In the end, the ferocious dragon head glanced at Xiwei fiercely, and then disappeared with the gradually extinguishing flames.

The will in Xi Wei's body also slowly receded just as it came, until it disappeared without a trace.

Xiwei only felt a lightness on his body and could no longer hold on. He panted and sat down on the ground. The lining of his armor was soaked with sweat.

"So I really have a god protecting me?"

Xiwei murmured with a wry smile, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.