The team confronting Shinig Castle is a classic combination of five large knights with luxurious armor, three tulip magicians, and two great arcane artists. Only a country of honor that is rich in high-level mages, like the Holy Empire, can build a luxurious approach with equal proportions of warriors and mages on a small-scale battlefield.

Ten horses with high-quality feet remained motionless, and five sharp spears shone brightly in the sun. The mages' praise-level staff have already produced signs of magic, with white crystal balls or amethyst blocks as the core, and the energy veins flow irregularly in line shapes, squeaking.

"When will I have such a family background?" Augustine sighed in his heart. The boring nobles of the Empire calculated that it would cost about 120,000 Caesar gold coins to cultivate a private tulip magician, while the Great Knights needed 140,000. The young knights that seduced half of the attackers combined only 50,000 or 60,000 Caesar gold coins. This is why the Empire is still an empire controlled by the nobles to this day, rather than an empire that civilians can control.

Augustine knew why the alchemists and puppet masters in Elizabeth's mouth did not appear, because they planned to transform the cannon fodder Knights into an army of undead, transforming them from cannon fodder from Shinig Castle into cannon fodder that turns around to attack the underground castle. This can also effectively disperse the cosmo forces and must divide their strength to fight on both sides. Any behind-the-scenes conspirator knows that Augustine's "giant" lacks reliable subordinates who can come in handy than anyone else.

The great figures of the imperial capital who were hiding in a dark corner to watch the show have begun to regard Black Swan Lake as an artificial colosseum. On one side is the weak cosmo consul, and on the other hand, there are a large number of expensive chess pieces sent to Black Swan Lake.

Philip and Professor Shirley brought two undead puppets behind Augustine, and stood alone at the entrance of the castle of Sinago but looked normal, and turned his head and said, "Transfer the puppet command to me, and then go back, Miss Philip, tell Sheep Koala, please be prepared to turn all the warriors on the ground floor into undead."

Professor Philip and Professor Shirley, who are known for their extreme personalities of calmness and unrestrainedness, were pale when they heard this horrible news, but they both turned around obediently and walked towards the spiral stairs.

This is the fundamental reason why the Sacramentary Department is far superior to the remaining 2 houses and 8 departments of the Holy See. This gloomy organization will never give a pedantic priest who only understands profound teachings at all. Almost all members of the Sacramentary Department are absolutely obedient to the leaders of the three major spiritual and power. The execution power born from the Inquisition is a peak that is insurmountable to all the official institutions of the Holy Empire.

The [transition] procedure of the undead puppet is not complicated. When two units that can only be called weapons, which regard Augustine as the [New Sanctioner], walked up to him, and faced ten powerful enemies who were at least one level higher than them without any emotion.

Even if humans do not retreat, they will instinctively produce some negative emotions. However, they have been squeezed out of their souls and are fearless. Unless they are some sacred things, they are products of darkness, which is the advantage of puppets, but the disadvantage is that they lack the flexibility of living bodies. This has always been the bottleneck of all taboo spells who are tirelessly seeking breakthroughs.

It seems that Augustine's sensitive identity was sometimes fatal enough, and the knights and mages took away official medals and family badges so that after a failure of less than one in ten thousand, Augustine would not leave tricky evidence to attack the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Riding a horse and trampling on the Black Swan Lake will cost a little bit."

Augustine said softly and vaguely, and the commander specifically asked the sheep's horns to set up a large number of dirty undead puppets with [base metal] and [ugly elements] in their bodies to rush forward. There was no way. He just recovered from the last time he overdrawn core weight in the Clockwork Orange, and this time he had to hold a large mouthful of conch-level hot spring worth 30,000 Caesar gold coins. However, unlike Clockwork Orange, after inserting the Titan longan into a pulse point that is much more abundant than the Crow Fair, he seemed so arrogant today that he did not rely on an epic staff to fight against the enemy. The two black and red gloves still gathered two super-large high-purity magic balls.

Helplessly, he only had a "small" core weight with a capacity that only expanded to the level of an intermediate magician, and could only use magic skills below level 25. The only thing he could work hard to do is to use these most basic and cheap skills to exert the most unexpected destructive and invasive power.

Large areas of magic spheres gathered above Augustine's head like hail, and then all hit the opposite side with Augustine's waved his hands.

This is a useless skill that looks spectacular and grand but does not meet the expected penetration and damage. The same power is widely used on the surface and focus on the point. It is obvious that which of the two is more dangerous. Especially for high-level knights who almost wear high magic armor and have faith-benefits on the battlefield, they can almost achieve [perfect immunity] against all medium and low-level large-scale magic, which means that the armor and faith-making power are carefully crafted by special materials will increase the bonus of 1+1=2 to the body itself, rather than the general 1+1<2.

Hera stood on the top floor of Shinig Castle, staring at the large piece of gorgeous magic with confusion. The only difference in detail she noticed was that most of the spheres of this magic rain did not simply move forward in a straight line. About two-thirds of the small spheres had some purposeful spiral spiral stratosphere.

Two great knights rushed forward, facing two undead puppets who were ignorant of life and death.

Tulip Magician and the Great Arcane Sneered and used their respective staff to create skills that were often above level 40 to respond to the naivety and frivolity of the young magician in their eyes.

"Augustin, what do you want to do? Are you wasting precious nuclear weights until they were exhausted? Are you really sure that you are fighting face to face with me at the top of the five peaks?" Hera frowned, holding tightly with two classics and the golden puppet, not daring to miss any details. She is a great knight with rich practical experience. Knowing that a escort is crucial to the entry point of the battlefield, and can even turn the situation around. She is completely unaware that she is sweating.

Especially when seeing that most of the magic balls that Augustine carefully controlled the trajectory were destroyed or assimilated by the magician's numerous lightning chains, and the same large-scale "Bath of Light" as the arcane, Hera seemed to be on the battlefield instead of Augustine.

As a mainstream dual-profession master with both major professions of Knight and Magic, Hera Borsefeller is probably able to challenge a tulip magician with a big knight alone. Whether he can win depends on whether the opponent's cooperation is skillful. Her winning rate is about 60%. After all, there are very few perfect partners on the temporary battlefield.

The great knight stabbed the undead puppet almost at the same time with one shot. He picked up the tail of the gun and was about to smash two unclean dirty species at Augustine, but found that they held the spear tightly with both hands. Even though their bodies were stabbed with a transparent spear and their feet were filled with huge inertial momentum, they pushed back and made two deep marks on the ground. They were still stubbornly nailed to the ground. This is the power of the top 9th level puppets. They ignored the pain and strengthened their bodies to a level of pervertedness comparable to the barbaric orcs on the Muse Continent.

Before the Sacramentary Ministry fights all dark species, weapons will be taken to the cathedral to receive "baptism" and "blessings" of the priests at least, but the master behind these knights did not expect that Augustine would move out two undead puppets outside the plan, so the spear was suddenly infected by the base metal and ugly elements inside the puppet's body.

These two things are completely opposite to the [God Element] nature. They are born to be the darling of heretic wizards. There is a game in Lolita's "Vannie Affairs Office" that uses these two things to create a pool, and then throw it into it. The knights and priests who are "polluted" will not be purified by the Holy See forever unless there are archbishop-abominable figures who are willing to mercy on them.

The two undead puppets burst out with huge power, breaking the two long spears, and then rushing forward with the spear tip in their hands.

The two great knights were unafraid and pulled out the Temple Ivory Knight's sword that was consistent with Descartes, ready to cut off their heads.

Augustine still tirelessly used a large amount of magic rain to fight against the mages. The only result was that some sporadic magic balls hit the Knight's high-demon armor, but for the big knights, it was completely negligible. Except for one person who could poke the magic ball with a spear, two of them were too lazy to move, allowing the magic balls to hit the armor and exploded small sparks to reflect their completely different physical qualities from the mages.

The three tulip magicians seemed a little impatient with these small fights, and each brewed a level 50+ magic.

Augustine swallowed a small mouthful of hot spring, and did not pay attention to the entanglement between the Honorary Knight and the undead puppet from beginning to end, and looked up gently at the top floor.

Hera, who had been thinking about whether to throw away the Holy See's classics first or the golden puppet, finally chose the latter based on his intuition.

As she threw the little guy Elizabeth had carefully treasured to the battlefield, Augustine gently recited a large string of spells, and finally shouted two words, "Arrival."

The golden puppet, less than ten centimeters, burst into the sky with a bright light like the sun.

A giant slammed into the battlefield.

3 meters high, like a Satan worshipped by a heretic cult, has two huge golden bends, and black flames are burning on it.

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