Catapults are special weapons that all those in power will control.

This is also the only device that can be used to combat magical enchantment purely by physical means. Normally, the trebuchets are only in the hands of major lords, and the number is not large. After all, the maintenance and manufacture of trebuchets, and even the applications, are relatively troublesome and even controlled.

It is impossible for ordinary nobles to own trebuchets.

The holy city of life, a religious city with special significance, has stricter control over trebuchets.

Even so, Billy brought in four trebuchets, which proves how outrageous his methods are.

Beta stood aside and said, "It should be to bring in the parts one by one, hide them, and then assemble them again. The four trebuchets ... broken down into parts and then brought in, have to do it without knowing it. It should be more than half a year, in other words, he has long been thinking of dealing with the life of the Pope. "

"This Billy, I dare not keep him here in the holy city."

Beta looked forward and said, "He won't stay, or he won't take out the trebuchet."

"Why?" Monica looked surprised.

"He is the illegitimate child of the Pope," Beta said softly. "It was abandoned by his father from an early age, and it seemed that his mother had suffered a lot. So he seemed to hate the Pope."

"Oh, I can understand that." Monica shook her head helplessly.

She thought of herself ... and it was because of the family relationship that she became what she is now. Had it not been for Beta, it would probably have become more vicious and vicious now.

When the two talked about these words, the small half-blocked city wall was smashed halfway by megaliths, and the soldiers in black and black armor cheered, rushing to the gap desperately in the rain of arrows and magic.

"It's our turn."

Beta used to take off the cloud and took off directly, then landed next to the notched city wall, and then began to clear the temple guards and lower priests above.

He did not use powerful magic, but only one man and one sword swept past, and no one was an enemy.

After Beta cut down about sixty enemies, a figure smashed into the wall not far away, and a fierce air wave lifted dozens of enemies.

The person who fell was Kyle, who directly jumped to the nearly fourteen-meter-high wall from below with a 'jump and cut'.

Powerful fighters, if there is no mage with the same strength, or other professional restrictions, the general army can not stop them.

This is why most of the leaders are served by powerful fighters.

Kyle fell to the wall and immediately began to clean up the enemies around him. His killing efficiency was higher than Beta, after all, he was a professional melee warrior.

Beta is a double martial art, and can only play 40% of its strength without using magic.

In countless overlapping screams, almost all the temple guards and priests on the wall were cleared, and then the lucky cats and forest elves climbed up.

They occupied the high place and began to fire in arrays ... Their hit rate was extremely high. Almost every arrow could take away the life of the enemy not far away, and occasionally missed, because the arrows of the two elves had hit The same enemy.

If the killing efficiency value of Kyle and Beta is 5, then the killing efficiency brought by the simultaneous shooting of these 20 elves is 20. Seeing this scene, Beta and Kyle simply stopped to watch the show.

Both beckoning cats and forest elves pull bows very quickly. Their long bows are specially made, and each bow is made from the branches of the world tree.

The elves use this bow to get a series of blessings. For example, they can draw the bow with less effort, for example, they can barely feel the weight, and even the archer can provide some low energy recovery effects.

If it is another race ... As for it will take more than three times the strength to be full, and there are no other special effects.

So these elves can easily pull their bows full and feel almost no fatigue.

Unlike an ordinary human archer, after pulling a full bow about ten times, you have to rest for at least a few minutes to give your arms a certain rest.

About ten minutes later, there was no resistance on the east side of the city wall. Some belated soldiers in black and black armor took over the city wall and began to move towards the wall in other directions.

Judy floats in the air and keeps watching the situation around her. She is a very committed person. Since she promised Beta to protect these elves, she will do her best.

Beta's dragon pupil can be far away. At this time, the other three walls are about to be captured. The next step is to attack the cathedral.

At this time, Beta felt that two powerful magic burst out in the center of the cathedral, and then two black shadows appeared at the door of the cathedral.

In the vicinity of the two figures, there was a group of priests wearing green robes, holding one-handed hammers and iron shields.

This should be the last elite of the Temple of Life, the Battle Priest.

"Let's go down," Beta said to Kyle.

"Okay, teacher." Kyle looked at the two figures, and confirmed that they did have a weak evil spirit.

Then Beta said to the lucky cats and forest elves: "You stay on the wall, and once the enemy approaches, shoot directly. If the enemy is strong, you will immediately retreat, understand?"

"Yes, Pope." This was the response of the beckoning cats.

"Okay, under the crown." This was the answer from the forest elf.

Especially Emilia, her voice is more gentle.

Beta and Kyle jumped down, and they walked to the cathedral.

Halfway through, some combat priests rushed over, and they were cut down by Beta and Kyle like flies.

By the time they walked to the front of the cathedral, the other three walls had reached the point of decline.

The old pope was holding a skull that did not leave his hand, looked around and smiled, "In addition to the aristocratic army ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ there are personal soldiers of the archbishops. One was caught off guard. "

Beta looked at the old pope and asked, "What's your name?"

"You can call my original name, Cossmon."

Beta looked at the young pope: "What about this?"

"It's also Cosmon." The young pope snorted, his face darkened, his eyes flashing with an angry flame.

Kyle was a little surprised. He looked at the old man and then at the young man, confused.

The **** smell in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and the shouting and killing gradually became smaller. Beta looked at the two from side to side, and asked in confusion: "You should be the same person ... should I say, the same soul?"

The old pope laughed: "Can you see it?"

"Your soul is fluctuating, almost exactly the same. Just a calmer, a lively difference."