Nether

Chapter 44 The Knight Brother
The sky was clouded with leaden clouds, and the bitter east wind stirred the trees.

Da da da!
A group of silver armored cavalry rushed over from a distance, with a clear trace of dust floating behind them, and finally stopped a hundred meters away from the gate of the village.

The iconic silver armor, as well as the faint white halo flowing on the armor, are filled with a kind of holy energy, making people instantly aware of their identities.

It represents light and justice and the Holy Light Knight.

The knights got off their horses one after another. The leader was a young knight with a height of 1.9 meters and a handsome face. The eyes wrapped in the helmet were a strange silvery white.

At this time, the village had undergone tremendous changes. The original gate had been violently smashed open, and pieces of wood were scattered on the ground. There were traces of giant beasts colliding, and there were still huge half-meter-long footprints on the ground.

Inside the village, there was even more smog. Houses were set ablaze, and the raging flames caused a roiling heat wave. There were corpses lying on the surrounding ground, all with huge wounds on their bodies, which made the knights look even more angry.

"These bloody bastards!" Cavalier Ferguson punched the wall next to him, enraged by the sight in front of him.

In front of him, a woman with a baby in her arms was lying there, pierced by a sharp weapon with the baby, and the blood flowed all over the ground, extremely bloody and cruel.

As the messengers of the God of Light in the world, they themselves shoulder the responsibility of spreading justice and light and saving all living beings in the world. Naturally, they are most hostile to this sinful behavior that regards human life as worthless.

As the team leader, Tazmi stood there silently, his heart also filled with anger. The crises that broke out in various places these days have already made everyone feel more anxious and tired.

Cough!

Suddenly there was a slight coughing sound from the side, and many holy light knights hurriedly surrounded them, and found a seriously injured little girl among the buried ruins.

A little girl who looked like six or seven years old was lying there with her eyes closed, her cheeks were bloody and bloody from the gravel.

Divine Art · Healing!

Tatsumi used the divine spell without hesitation, and the white light bloomed, enveloping the little girl.

However, the injuries on her body were too serious, and her heart had already been hurt, and she only opened her eyes with a flash of light under the magic spell.

The little girl looked at the young knight in front of her with beautiful blue eyes, and said softly, "Brother Knight, are you here to save us?"

"Well, we're here." Tatsumi squatted down, holding her small head slightly with one hand, her voice was involuntarily softer.

"Brother Knight, those people are too bad. They stole a lot of things, and even stabbed people with knives." The little girl's voice was soft, like a cute kitten, with a faint smell of milk.

"Don't worry, we are here, and none of them will escape punishment!" The white light on Tazmi's hand continued, making the deep wound on the little girl's cheek slowly recover.

"Brother Knight, they have captured many people, including Mia and Uncle Loki. Brother Knight, can you bring them back?"

"Don't worry, little guy, I will definitely bring them all back and reunite with you!" The light in Tazmi's hand gradually dimmed, and the duration of the magic spell ended, and he solemnly promised——

"Because we are Holy Light Knights, representing the God of Light!"

There was a gleam in the little girl's eyes, and she stretched out her little hand as if trying to touch the other person's cheek: "Well, I believe in you. Mama told me a lot of your stories, and I like you the most. ..."

pat~
The half-stretched palm fell, and the light in the eyes quickly disappeared...

Tatsumi's facial muscles twisted, and the veins in his left hand holding the knight's sword were exposed. With his right hand, he gently closed the opponent's eyes, clenched his teeth and made a low voice:
"Go, I want to kill those evil people!"

"Tazmi, don't let your anger overwhelm your reason. Those evil people who were able to break through this village obviously have great force. We need to ask for help." Ferguson took a deep breath and proposed calmly.

"No, I have accepted the second baptism, and now I have mastered the mysteries of light, and I have advanced into a powerful Son of Light, and my strength has far surpassed before!" Tazmi waved his hand, and the pent-up anger in his heart made him I just want to kill those evil people as soon as possible.

"The Son of the Holy Light is indeed powerful." Ferguson nodded and stopped persuading him.

This is the most dreamed advanced profession of every holy light knight. It represents the highest grace of the God of Light. In the future, it will almost certainly become the incarnation of the God of Light in the world—a saint!
Every saint has a power comparable to that of the pope. When the three gods slayed dragons, several saints participated in besieging those evil dragons with powerful strength, and assisted the gods to kill them one by one!

Tazmi's current mount has golden hair and looks like a huge lion, but with wings on its back, it is a powerful griffin.

A mount with great strength in itself, and the ability to fly into the sky. It is the ability of the Son of Light that can be summoned every day.

He drove the griffin to fly into the sky, and finally found the traces of the group of evil people from the sky. At a position more than ten kilometers away from the village, a group of people was on their way mightily.

Under his leadership, 12 holy light knights rushed in that direction one after another, and soon caught up with each other.

The other party realized their identities, but did not have the slightest fear. Instead, they stopped and surrounded the carriages in a circle, forming a simple defensive position, as if intending to confront them head-on.

"Let go of all the innocent villagers, disarm, and follow us to Santas for trial!" Tatsumi roared majestically.

This is a group of fierce robbers, each of them is wearing fine armor, and there is a bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes.

The leader was a burly man with a height of two meters, with a huge double-headed battle ax on his shoulders, and he laughed loudly when he saw him: "Hahaha, are you stupid, really think that I am afraid of you? "

"Guys who claim to be bright, if you dare to take a step forward, I will kill one!"

He casually grabbed a thin and small man, and amidst the other's desperate screams, he cut him in half with a double-headed battle axe, spraying blood all over the ground.

"Now, let's kill one for you to see!"

"Go back to me!"

The burly man pointed at him with a blood-dripping double-headed battle axe, and roared recklessly.

"You are fighting against the messenger of God, your soul will receive endless punishment, and you will never be able to escape!" Tazmi's eyes were tearing apart, he did not expect the other party to be so cruel.

"Hahaha, if that's the case, then come on. I just want to live through these few decades, don't care about suffering after death!"

The burly man caught two villagers and brought them to the front of the carriage, with a cruel grin on his face: "Choose, only one of them can live, and the other must die!"

"If you don't choose, they will all die!"

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