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Enoch was half-knelt on the ground and could only support his body with his sword, but he knew that he was just lingering.


Most of his companions were unconscious, and the strong smell of blood almost made him lose his sense of smell.

"Where is the location of the sacrifice?" Ding He raised his chin with the tip of his sword, and the sharp blade left a bloodstain on his skin.

A strong sense of frustration and faithfulness to the church haunted him, making him choose to remain silent.

Ding He withdrew his sword: "If you don't say it, more people will be injured. Do you choose to maintain that illusory belief, or your people?"

Enoch's expression loosened, with pain and struggle in his eyes.

Ding He's sword tip randomly picked the body of a knight next to him: "You should know that I will not be merciful."

"Why do you do this?" Enoch finally spoke, his tone filled with sadness, "They used to be you Your companions."

"They are also your companions, are you going to watch them suffer now?" The

weak knight struggled to open his eyes and comforted Enoch: "It is my honor to sacrifice for my faith."

Ding He raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised by his answer, and put away his sword: "Since you don't want to tell me, I can find it myself."

He couldn't waste time with these people anymore.

The knights on the ground flashed unwillingness in their eyes, clenched the swords in their hands, staggered up from the ground, and tried their best to strike out a sword.

But the tips of their swords were fighting together, and those who wanted to stop them had drifted away.

Ding He could think of what a sacrifice would be like.

They know what Yu Jin is most afraid of now, and how to "purify" him.

They will definitely choose an open-air place that belongs to the church for the ceremony.

The way to the square is not difficult to find, just ask the attendants in the palace and go to the most heavily guarded place.

Outside the square, there were several teaching staff, with solemn expressions, calmly and vigilantly watching the evil-looking intruder.

Dazzling walls of light rose from all directions, firmly surrounding Ding He in the middle.

He stood in the center of the wall of light, feeling the erosion of the white light on his body.

The holy white light gently bit his skin, burrowed into his flesh, and almost replaced him.

But there was no pain on his face at all, on the contrary, he quite enjoyed the process. With a slight smile, the white light was driven to attack the caster.

Most of the attacks in this world can't really hurt him, they will only attack the original owner.

The barriers erected by the clergy were broken, and not even the Pope could fill the widening gap.

Ding He stepped over the fallen and struggling priests and stepped into the altar.

Raina suddenly stood in front of him, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Raina said respectfully and indifferently: "You can't go in now."

"Did he arrange for you to wait for me here?" Ding He was not surprised, but his hand was already on the saber.

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