As the voice fell, another two hits of 【Mandoken's Disintegration Technique】.

  This time, Harke finally lost everything.

  Some magical items were thoroughly disintegrated, his law robe, the magical items that had just been severely damaged but still had a chance to be salvaged all lost their arcane luster.

  Before Harke could react, a sharp pain suddenly came from both of his shoulders.

  "Hsssss!" A pair of dark, shadowy claws burst forth from his shoulders and re-emerged from beneath his collarbone. Halcan clearly felt the metallic taste of his own blood.

  "Whoa!" A dizzying whirl, and with those black claws dragging him down, Harke was flipped onto the ground. The intense impact on the back of his head left him dazed.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The air-pressure gun, along with the specially-made arrow, shot through his arm and calf with precision, pinning him to the ground like a frog waiting for dissection.

  Two mechanical monsters pounced on him.

  Harken's mouth, which had just opened wide in pain, suddenly had two large clips inserted into it, accurately clipping his tongue. The clip area was also cruelly equipped with fine small nails, and as soon as they were clipped on, the tongue started bleeding profusely.

  This caused Haruken to lose his ability to chant!

  Four slender and beautiful phantoms pounced on him, and the tendons of Harke's wrists and ankles were instantly severed.

  Harken lost his ability to cast spells with gestures!

  After all this, whether it was Randall in the distance or Sains who had approached within ten meters, both were panting heavily.

  Too tense!

  The two men's first round of attacks were just warm-ups. Now they are the Terminators!

  Everyone knows how troublesome legendary strongmen can be!

  Endless means!

  An almost endless array of trump cards!

  This left them with an impression that was too deep.

  If it weren't for Raven's repeated emphasis, Harken wouldn't have been able to play Godfall, and perhaps they would have retreated immediately after one hit.

  "What's wrong with you? Where's the enchanted arrow?" came Raven's stern shout from a distance.

  Randall added four arrows to Harken's limbs as if in a dream, the four attributes of the enchanted arrow being flame, frost, poison and acid.

  It wasn't until then that they finally let out a sigh of relief.

  Facing his own failure, Haraken was not convinced. He had never thought that his evil path would end at the hands of a few small fries from the Golden Realm. In his imagination, he should have been killed by a strong person from the Holy Domain at least.

  He doesn't accept it!

  He is furious!

  Even so, he still twisted his limbs desperately. Either break free or die!

  He's all too aware of his own history with Randall and the holy warriors. If he dies now, he still has a good chance of entering Shyrick's divine realm as a spirit follower to gain immortality.

  Once he is offered on the altar of sacrifice, his soul will be intercepted by a certain god, and what awaits him is probably endless suffering.

  Unfortunately, someone knew him too well. From the moment he was controlled, the mechanical monster began to give him hemostatic medicine. He couldn't even die from excessive blood loss.

  At this time, the holy warriors arrived.

  In order to catch up with Harlken, the legendary mage of the Tirl Church didn't hesitate to cast a group flight spell on the main forces. Even for a legendary mage, it was a bit overwhelming to bear the burden of dozens of people flipping over this mountain peak in such a short period of time.

  Seeing this strange scene, the Holy Warrior squad was also a bit stunned.

  Halken lay on the ground, still struggling and confused, evil forces swirling around him.

  Next to the Neutral Fog Lady stood the Female Sword Saint, the Neutral Good Archer of Mulan City, the Lawful Evil Mechanical Terror Corps, the Absolutely Neutral Special Shadow Steel Statue, and on the side of the Holy Warrior, the Lawful Good Camp... It's like all nine camps are having a conference.

  This chaotic feeling makes one's scalp feel numb.

  "Warriors of Holy Light, greetings! I speak on behalf of my master 'Dark Crow' to bid you well."

  When they heard the name of Dark Raven, the Holy Warriors secretly let out a sigh of relief. The one who brought them the news about Harlken was the one acting in the name of Dark Raven. At least these people before them should also belong to the temporary alliance for subjugating Shirek and Bane.

  "About Harlken..." The oldest legendary Saint Warrior was cut off as soon as he opened his mouth.

  "As agreed upon, my master has already given you an opportunity."

  The Holy Warriors' faces were slightly flushed. According to the agreement with 'Dark Raven', Dark Raven was responsible for providing intelligence, giving them an opportunity to heavily damage Ben's White Dragon Legion, and also collecting Shriek's followers, and even extra gifting an ambush on Shriek's high-ranking priest.

  Of course, there is also an agreement. If the Holy Warrior cannot spare Shireke's high-ranking priest, then the pursuit will be handled by 'Dark Crow'.

  "No way! Evil must be purified!" The youngest legendary holy warrior had a bit of a hot temper, taking a step forward as if to rush at people.

  The oldest Saint Warrior blocked his way, turned around and said to Kage: "Our church values promises. Since your side has promised to provide information that allows us to recreate the evil deeds, we will not go back on our word. However... he is 'Black Will' Harkein, Harkein who has been ranked first on our church's wanted list for thirty consecutive years. Killing him is the long-cherished wish of generations of Saint Warriors, so I'd like to confirm once again, do we still have any room for negotiation regarding Harkein?"

  "Harken is ours now, and by agreement, his life or death is no longer any of your concern." Shadou killed with an icy tone.

  "If it weren't for us..." The young legendary Saint Warrior shouted out loud, taking two more steps forward in excitement, looking as if he was about to pounce on someone at any moment.

  "You can abduct people, but after Dark Crow, they will forever refuse to cooperate with the Holy Warriors." Shadow Killer's tone was firm and decisive.

  "Sandru! Back down! Shadows don't necessarily represent all that is evil! Moreover, have you forgotten our teachings?!" The stern rebuke from the elderly legendary holy warrior finally suppressed the young legendary Sandru, who turned to Shadou and said: "Then we hope to add a requirement, abolish Halkein's ability to cast spells, and we are willing to pay the corresponding price."

  "If this can gain us the friendship of Tom and Till's church, then so be it. Our lord will even allow you to send a five-man observation team to confirm Halkein's death, only the manner of his death our lord dare not guarantee will conform to your teachings."

  The holy warriors all showed surprised expressions upon hearing this.

  They are people who adhere to principles, even if they clearly know that their group has made more efforts, but without the intelligence of the dark raven, they absolutely cannot achieve the current results.

  Without much thought, they unanimously agreed and stated that in the future, as long as it didn't violate their doctrine, they could help Raven out for free once.

  Ying Xie opened his mouth and beckoned Sains over: "The master wants you to first take back the things that belong to Miss Mist."

  Seins began to search, and Halkein destroyed most of the things. Although in theory, the "Madenkun Disintegration Technique" had an extremely low probability of even disintegrating divine artifacts, the divine power crystals imbued with divinity were not something that this technique could handle. In the two divine power crystals, a total of 8 points of phantom divinity were discovered.

  Seins felt both joy and sorrow. The joy was because Harken didn't sacrifice the divine right away, probably because Harken wanted to hold a grand ceremony of murder god sacrifice to show off his achievements.

  Tragic... 8 points of divinity, this means that the High Priestess of the Mistresses and the other three high-ranking priests are dead at Halkein's hands. According to Halkein's nature, they absolutely died a miserable death.

  It was easy for Seine to imagine how they had died in pain and sorrow and despair at the hands of Halkein's monstrous legion.

  Even her icy face, which was almost expressionless, revealed an unbearable pain that could not be concealed this time.

  Seins left, she had to hold a small ritual as soon as possible to return the 8-point Phantom Spirit to Lady Mist.

  Next up was the legendary wizard of the Tyr Church, and for an opponent who had no ability to resist, although it was a bit regrettable that he couldn't formally cross hands with a legendary wizard and priest, but out of extreme hatred for Harkein, the legendary wizard neatly and efficiently destroyed the magical circuits within Harkein's body, repeatedly crushing and ravaging Harkein's spiritual sea like a road roller, until Harkein was forever unable to connect his spiritual power to the magic web of the goddess.

  This process is absolutely cruel and painful. Abolishing a magical circuit is no different from tearing off a person's muscles one by one.

  Harke is also very tough and didn't utter a single swear word from start to finish.

  The legendary wizard finished his work and left, and the holy warriors all let out a sigh of relief.

  Even if the dark raven repents now, Harke is still a useless person. A weak former legendary wizard who can no longer use spiritual power, at least not a huge threat to the good camp anymore.

  It's finally Randal's turn.

  The Magic Shooter Uncle, who had been enduring for a long time, almost pounced on him like a starving wolf. As soon as he got his hands on him, he slapped him with seven or eight heavy slaps, causing Harke to bleed profusely, his face swollen and several teeth knocked out.

  He yanked out the hairpin holding Harken's tongue in place, and with one hand pinning Harken's neck, Randall's face was twisted into such a grotesque grimace that it was impossible to associate him with an elegant half-elf.

  "Monster! Do you still remember Maria? Ten years ago, you besieged Mulan City and tortured Maria for three days and nights outside the city before finally letting monsters devour her corpse. From that day to now, it has been 3789 days and nights! Every day, every hour, every minute, and every second, I have been thinking of avenging myself on you! Now! This moment has finally arrived! You beast! Do you have any last words?"

  Blood gushed out of his mouth in large gulps, and with a somewhat unclear articulation, Harken's face still wore a cruel smile: "Hah! I... still remember your wife tasted pretty good!"

  "Bastard!" Endless rage mixed with the surging blood rushed into his brain, Randall's eyes turned crimson in an instant, and he drew out a dagger and stabbed him straight in the chest.

  "Clang—" A sound, amidst Hariken's astonishment and despair, the dagger was blocked by Shadow Kill: "The master only agreed to let you take a non-lethal part of Hariken, didn't say it was okay for you to personally end his life."

  Randall was taken aback, then came to his senses, spat fiercely and cursed: "Devil, want to die? It's not that easy!" He turned his head towards the Holy Warriors: "I know what I'm going to do next is against the principles of the Holy Warriors. Those who can't accept it, please leave. I don't want too many people to see my crazy appearance when I take revenge."

  The holy warriors fell silent for a moment, and eventually most of them retreated, leaving only the oldest legendary holy warrior and several old holy warriors here.

  The old legendary Saint Warrior took off his helmet, tucked it into his waist, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I hate 'Black Will' Harken*Akemiller just like you! My mentor, my two apprentices, my son all died at his hands. As a Saint Warrior, I am unable to unfold bloody revenge. But the end of a legend, at least let me see it through."

  "Good!" Randal didn't use his sharp dagger, but instead drew a serrated arrow from his quiver: "You beast, retribution has come, are you ready?"

  "No..." On the mountain path, Halkein's desperate and mournful cries echoed, lingering on for a long time, as if to inform heaven and earth of those unjustly killed souls.

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