
-One punch (extension)
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Pryce seemed to have lost all of his strength at this moment. His head, which had been raised high, bowed deeply. His tall and straight back seemed to be slouching.
His nails sank deep into his palms, and blood dripped down.
A deep sense of helplessness and despair spread from his heart, devouring the rest of his pride.
He can't be compared to her He can't be compared to Joelson for the rest of his life.
After the silver, he might not even be able to catch up to Joelson in the future.
The red-robed bishop was also astonished, he whispered, "God of light, God of light, how could he be?"
The red-robed Bishop's face was filled with bitterness He secretly glanced at Pryce.
He has a bad feeling.
This time, he really got into big trouble.
However, not only Pryce, there was also Lord Chesterton.
Chesterton retracted his shocked and jealous gaze.
His good mood to catch an evil lich was instantly shattered.
He lowered his head and discovered that the strange and foolish Lich was still laughing, filled with ridicule and provocation.
Chesterton could not help but frown and suppress the Sacred Light.
As the holy light touched the aura of undead on Frederick's body, it let out a sound like burning flesh.
"Aah!" Frederick cried out sadly.
It was very ear-piercing in the middle of the cheers, and many people turned to look in this direction.
The person in the bright sunlight seemed to be looking up as well.
Frederick shouted more cheerfully.
His entire face was twisted into a ball, and he looked extremely pitiful.
Chesterton was a little upset.
It was only a holy light that lit up, and the experiment had not even begun.As a lich, was there a need to be exaggerated?
Chesterton even thought that the bones of many followers of a low-level dark sect were much harder than the bones of this person.
At this moment, Pryce suddenly walked over and said with a grim expression, "Take him off!"
Chesterton looked at Pryce coldly, "Are you kidding?"
The three saints were also filled with doubt.
Pryce was the one who issued the decree of judgment of light, and the one who called them was also Pryce. But now, he took the initiative to ask to let go.
Is Pryce crazy?!
"Chesterton, if you don't want to get into trouble and don't want to cause trouble for the Light Church, I suggest you let go now!"
Pryce's tone was serious, and his whole person seemed to have changed. He seemed to be thinking of something and was very calm.
"The Authority of God ."
The red-robed Bishop carefully interrupted, "I beg you to listen to Lord Pryce's suggestion this time."
Chesterton laughed in anger. The holy light was even stronger, and Frederick's scream was even louder.
"Are you ready to abandon the trust of light? Pryce, you let me down."
Chesterton had not finished speaking when he suddenly realized Pryce's expression was unsightly, he quickly retreated.
The light saint's low voice rang out in his ear, "God, be careful!"
Chesterton felt his heart pounding, as if he was being subjected to a terrifying existence.
He involuntarily turned around, only to see a dark golden dragon flying down like a meteorite, accompanied by endless blue flames, crashing towards him.
Chesterton's pupil shrinks.
A surging holy light rose from his body, and a golden staff shot up high, covering his body along with the three light saints.
"God of Light protection, you cannot.. pfft!"
The explosion!
A huge explosion rang out, and the earth shook violently.
Chesterton and the three light saints were thrown out like Ragdolls.
Chesterton fell to the ground. The white priestess robe with a golden edge was covered in dust, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. He looks very pathetic.
Who's that?!
Before the anger in his eyes could rise, he saw it.
Nonchalant eyes looked at him from the sky and said coldly, "Do you want to die?"
The whole place is quiet.
Everyone stared blankly at what had happened, and their minds were still in a daze.
After a short void, there was an even greater surprise.
The authority of the Gods, Chesterton the level of saints, and three other light disciples who were also the level of saints.
However, they couldn't even accept a single strike from Joelson?!
Wasn't Joelson Edward still level nine before this?!
Although there was a surprise attack that caused Chesterton to be unable to react, it was still enough to shock everyone.
Isn't Joelson's strength too strong?!
How old?
He looked younger than the Silver Hand.
What is even more surprising is...
A huge creature under Joelson's feet.
A dragon.
His entire body emitted a dark golden metallic luster, and his aura was extremely frightening.
Metal type dragon!
Many people did not even know what a metal-type dragon was.
Someone explained with a solemn expression, "It was an existence that was even more terrifying than elemental dragons."
Everyone is surprised!
Is that Joelson's fighting partner?!
It seems.
He is also a Saint-level!
Everyone could barely find the words to describe their current feelings.
A feeling of looking up, a deep sense of helplessness.
The sun still hangs high in the sky.
Only then did everyone understand that Joelson could be a sun-level genius they had never seen before, a super genius.
That makes sense.
Joelson looked at Chesterton coldly, a terrifying aura emanating from his body.
In the Inheritance Land, he had slaughtered countless monsters, including nearly a hundred saint-level killing intent, causing him to give off a frost-like chill.
The air seemed to freeze.
"Tell me."
Joelson narrowed his eyes and took another step forward. He glanced at Pryce, who was hiding in a corner with a pale face, and said coldly, "Do you people from the Light Church want to die?"
you wanna die?
Pryce's face was ugly.
As the authority of the Holy See God, he was a top genius in the central continent.
He is respected and praised everywhere. Flowers and compliments are her fans.
When had he ever been humiliated like this?
Trampled and questioned.
But Chesterton felt a sense of humiliation and fear.
He sensed Joelson's terrifying aura and a cold killing intent that was like a sword stuck to his throat.
He felt that he might actually die.
He accidentally caught a glimpse of the evil lich that looked pitiful just a moment ago.At this moment, he smiled at himself proudly.
Then, he quickly put on a sad expression and stumbled to Joelson's feet, he immediately knelt down and called out in a low voice.
"mastering."
Chesterton finally understood.
Why would Pryce let go? It turned out; the lich was a slave of the man in front of him.
Chesterton felt he had been cheated and played.