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In the crowd not far away, Mo Jiawei frowned and whispered, "Boss, this is bad. It's the great repentance spell and it has partial spirit control effects."

"The Holy Court has quite a few tricks up their sleeves."

Fang Heng licked his dry lips as he spoke. He took out a scroll from his backpack and aimed it at Zhuo Lingfang.

Fortunately, Tang Mingyue had given him a lot of magic scrolls before he came, and most of them were sacred scrolls.

After all, the holy elemental scrolls could only be triggered through sacred studies, and their popularity was very low.

Holy word!

"Boom!!"

Zhuo Lingfang, who was half-kneeling on the ground, was about to say something when a golden Holy Light suddenly exploded in front of her, sending her flying back while spitting out blood.

Ed was stunned for a moment and looked up at Karkkila.

The people of the Holy Court were crazy. Did they dare to attack in front of so many people?

Ed saw a moment of confusion on Karkkila's face, followed by incomparable fury.

No!

Ed instantly understood.

He understood!

This attack was not done by Karkkila!

Someone was behind this!

That person was most likely Li Xue!

Ed's brain worked quickly and he immediately shouted, "Not good! They want to murder her! Stop him!"

Karkkila turned to look at Ed, his eyes almost spitting blood.

Murder?

Have you ever seen such a murderer before?

The other players also came back to their senses. They did not give Karkkila a chance to catch his breath and shouted, "Murdering her in front of so many of us, do they think that our Mage Association is so easily bullied?!"

Under the signal of the team, one of the players sent an icicle spell toward the Holy Court's group.

"Pfft."

It was ineffective!

The low-level icicle spell was easily blocked by the Holy Light shield that enveloped the Holy Court's group, and the defensive barrier did not even have a ripple.

However, this move had sounded the horn of attack!

With someone taking the lead, more and more low-level spells were thrown at the group from the Holy Court.

The Holy Light barrier absorbed a large number of spell attacks, and ripples gradually appeared on it.

"Stop! Leave it to me!"

Seeing that things were about to get out of control, Lord Chadwick's face turned green. He shouted for everyone to calm down and stop attacking.

He indeed didn't want to get into a deadlock with the Holy Court.

Moreover, the other party was an archbishop of the Holy Court. He was so powerful that even the Empire had to show some respect to him. Even if all of Lincoln City's forces were mobilized, they wouldn't be able to defeat him.

However, the Holy Court was too much of a bully. Did they think that he, a feudal lord, could be taken advantage of?

Since things had come to this, he had to fight even if he could not win. Otherwise, he would become the topic of conversation for the other feudal lords.

From another perspective, he still had Tang Mingyue and Lord Fang Heng as his backing.

So be it!

Chadwick made up his mind and looked at Karkkila. He said, "To aid in the investigation of this matter, please stay in the city!"

Karkkila looked over, his face was cold.

"You want me to stay here? You?"

Karkkila could finally tell that this group of people was plotting against him. They wanted to keep him here!

Chadwick, who pledged his loyalty to Tang Mingyue, was obviously not a good person.

"Then try it!"

The Empire's guards and mage apprentices, who had been provoked to the extreme, felt that the Holy Court had gone too far.

"Boom! Boom Boom!!"

Without waiting for Chadwick's order, a large number of spells once again smashed toward Karkkila's shield.

Unfortunately, most of the attacks came from low-level mages' small spells, and they would disappear as soon as they came into contact with the Holy Light barrier.

Many of the feudal lords who had come along also joined the battle.

The Holy Court's side lacked flying skills, so it would be a little troublesome for them to retreat quickly. Hence, they decided to stay where they were.

Karkkila nodded at a few of them, and the two judges began to cast holy teleportation, so as to teleport several people to a distance through teleportation spells.

"Not good, they want to escape!"

"Stop their spellcasting! Don't let them escape!"

Seeing the Holy Court's actions, several players shouted.

Everyone from the Mage Association hastened their spell-casting speed to bombard the Holy Court's group.

However, the fine spells landed on the Holy Light barrier like droplets in the sea, unable to cause any substantial damage.

Mo Jiawei watched anxiously from afar and whispered, "Fang Heng, what should we do? This group of people can't stop them."

"Yes."

Fang Heng hummed in acknowledgment, but his eyes were fixed on the golden scepter in Karkkila's hand.

It was a very familiar scepter.

He had seen it once when he sealed the original devouring body in the underground palace. There was no doubt that this scepter possessed great power. Moreover, it was very likely that it could deal with the abyssal demon.

Fang Heng measured the combat strength of both sides. It was almost impossible to kill the archbishop in his current state.

He had to take advantage of the other party's weakness to use the power of the vampires and the ultimate move, the Everlasting Moon, to kill him.

Since he couldn't win, he would settle for the next best thing.

He could think of a way to snatch that scepter. If he succeeded...

Greed flashed in Fang Heng's eyes and an action plan of greed quickly formed in Fang Heng's mind.

The plan was very shallow, and there would most likely be hiccups.

However, time was tight and Fang Heng could not think about it any further.

"Old Mo, I'll think of a way to seize that scepter in the chaos. I'll retreat immediately after that. You think of a way to meet up with Ed and the others and tell them my intentions. Don't worry about me."

"Yes, alright."

Mo Jiawei responded and quickly hid behind the crowd.

Not far away, Lord Brent, who was watching from afar, saw that the Mage Association had already made their move. He could not help but whisper, "Now that the Holy Court has invaded our territory, we can't even stop them. If this gets out, we'll be laughed at. Let's help them and teach the Holy Court a lesson."

"Yes."

Chepo nodded, understanding what Lord Brent meant.

Swoosh!!

A few seconds later, a cold light flashed from the crowd.

"Crack!!!"

The long sword gently landed on the Holy Light barrier, emitting a clear sword hum.

Karkkila's expression changed slightly as he stared at the person who had just arrived.

The Empire's sword saint Chepo.

"Kakaka!!!"

With the tip of the sword as a point, fine cracks spread rapidly in all directions!

Boom!!

The golden barrier exploded with a loud bang, turning into golden fragments that flew in all directions!

Chepo immediately retreated into the distance.

Damn it!

Karkkila looked at the shadow that was quickly leaving.

He could no longer care about him.

The Holy Light shield shattered, and numerous small spells were launched at the Holy Court's group.

A dark look flashed across Karkkila's eyes.

"Archbishop!"

Mary Fiel shouted anxiously.

The holy teleportation spell required a period to prepare and cast continuously. Once it was interrupted, it would take more time to re-condense.

"Leave it to me."

Domain spell, the holy word-Judgement!

Karkkila slammed the scepter in his hand on the ground and cast another spell.

A dark golden light quickly enveloped the surroundings!