Matt couldn't wait any longer, so he could use his hands and feet on him, or even kill him, but he couldn't think anything wrong about the words on his shoulder flag.

At the last moment before taking action, Matt sent a message to the Light Lord Temple.

"Can the information on these things be confirmed?"

"The most I can give you is one more breath!"

"These dirty ants actually dare to be disrespectful to the Lord of Light. I will kill them to vent my hatred!"

Matt roared, with undisguised anger burning in his eyes.

Everyone in the Light Lord Temple quickly contacted.

Half a breath later, good news came.

"Master Wuming can let the fight go. We have determined the opponent's identity, and the means of dealing with it will soon be sent to the minds of believers."

"Thank you, Mr. Wuming, for gathering information for us."

Matt finally waited for these words.

The war hammer was raised high in his hand.

At this moment, the dense black shadows became even more crazy. They moved at a faster speed, and the originally continuous scraping sounds suddenly converged into one, turning into a long and lasting noise.

As the war hammer in Matt's hand was raised to the highest level, the black shadow suddenly stopped.

The next moment, they wanted to escape from here! There was a sneer on Matt's lips, but through the armor, these black shadows could not be seen.

"If you want to leave, see if I will give you this chance!"

Matt let out a low roar, and countless cracks suddenly burst out on the ground. A pale golden color shot up into the sky from the cracks in the ground like sunlight.

Countless black shadows were enveloped by this light, and a shrill wail suddenly spread.

More black shadows are looking for any possibility of escape in this dense column of light.

They are trying to escape.

After the previous crazy attack, they had completely given up.

Even with everyone's combined strength, they can't hurt this monster.

This is no longer a question of whether we can win, but a question of whether we can survive.

But when they spent a lot of effort and fled for hundreds of miles, the light beams around them remained the same, without any attenuation.

"The divination of the priest is wrong! This person is definitely the Lord of Light! The Lord of Light has not been imprisoned for ten years!"

As a group of dark figures hit the barrier at the edge of attention, the last hope of survival in their hearts disappeared.

They have no chance.

Facing such an opponent, they didn't even have room to struggle.

They were able to escape here alive just because their opponents wanted to tease them.

Let them be in a desperate situation, but still have hope in their hearts. Finally, let this hope disappear between heaven and earth together with their lives.

Apart from the Lord of Light, they couldn't think of anyone else who could do this kind of torture.

Looking back, they saw that the scattered lights gradually became thicker and occupied all their sight.

In the center of all the light pillars, in a place that could no longer be seen by the naked eye, Matt rose into the air, and countless lights and shadows gradually emerged on the warhammer in his hand.

The light on Matt gradually became dazzling, and Matt let out a low roar.

"The secret method of the Lord of Light, the fire of faith burns away sins, and the boundless cage!"

Boom! Within a hundred miles, the beam of light shot up into the sky, and even the thunderclouds in the sky were blown away by this move.

In the dark night sky, countless stars twinkled, and a bright moon shed a faint light.

Dazzling beams of light shrouded it in all directions.

It seemed as if everything in the darkness had been swept away.

At the top of the light pillar, where mortals could no longer see, a figure quietly emerged.

It was Qin Yichen who stood calmly.

Boom... As the light pillar suddenly turned into a raging fire, everything within the coverage area of ​​the light pillar was burned.

The black shadow's body was eaten away bit by bit in such fierce flames.

Finally it turned into a black smoke and scattered.

With such a terrifying attack within a radius of hundreds of miles, Matt's move was worthy of his status as the head of the Twelve Knights of the Temple of the God of War.

After the flames burned everything, Matt put down his hand and bowed slightly to the statue of the Lord of Light in the sky.

"I wish the Lord of Light a long life."

Following Matt's words, the shadow of the Light Lord Statue gradually dissipated.

Looking at the ground again, after the monstrous flames, except for those black shadows, nothing was harmed.

Even the few mortals lying on the ground were spared. Beside them, a beetle crawled by as if nothing had happened.

Only a monster-level person like Matt can achieve such a large-scale precise strike.

Matt put down his war hammer and looked up into the distance.

Behind him, the Temple Guards wearing heavy armor like him appeared.

"Back to Mr. Wuming, we have finished taking care of the things in the four major cities. Sai Lao and Zhao Wuling have captured several black figures alive in Leicheng City, allowing us to fight freely."

Matt nodded.

"I went to their lair and it's not easy for you to cook these things.

You are here to assist the temple law enforcement team and others to eliminate the remaining evildoers."

After saying that, a sonic boom spread.

At the moment of the previous confrontation, Matt keenly caught the breath of sound transmission.

Matt did not intercept or break it, but quietly used a little power of faith to follow him all the way.

Following the clues, none of these ants who dared to attack the Light Lord Temple would survive! Matt left in a rage.

With Matt gone, the Templar Guards took action again.

In the Thunder City, Zhao Wuling reached out and patted the heavy armor of the Imperial Guard in front of him.

"Brother, your armor is very overbearing."

Facing Zhao Wuling's inquiry, the man just took a step back slightly.

"May the Lord of Light bless you all."

Seeing such an inhumane believer, Zhao Wuling didn't have any idea of ​​​​talking more, and moved closer to Mr. Sai.

"Sai Lao, tell me, when did such a powerful person appear in the temple?"

In fact, it is not surprising that Zhao Wuling is asking now, mainly because in the previous battle, although they captured a few black figures for torture, in fact, they did not gain a decisive advantage in the battle at that time.

Just because of Sai Lao's existence, they could keep these black shadows at bay without paying any casualties.

It is even more difficult to fight back.

The abilities of these black shadows are too weird. Whether it is weapons or the power of faith, the damage they can cause is very small.

It wasn't until a team of three Temple Guards appeared that the situation of the battle was turned.

These three people were like gods of death. They changed the fighting style of the Light Lord Temple and charged forward with their war hammers. Like immortal bodies, they attacked again and again, finally repelling their opponents.

Sai Lao just glanced at Zhao Wuling lightly, with some sympathy in his eyes.
Chapter completed!