I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 286: The Power of the Paladin Force

Several Tyrian knights were extremely fast, and their horses leaped a few times and passed Annie.

After all, a horse is not a racing car, and the lower the chassis is, the faster it is not necessarily.

Since there were no obstacles on the ambush route, the knight troops had already attacked the half-dragon's flank.

[Divine Grace] is a very special way of using divine arts, which allows these magical energies with divine nature to penetrate into one's body, filling every part of one's body and improving one's physical attributes;

At the same time, these energies can also wrap around the weapons themselves, making mundane weapons more durable, or simply bringing out some of the unique damaging effects of the gods.

For example, Tyr's [Divine Grace] can increase the potential energy of his paladin's weapon when it is swung, and fifty pounds of thrust can produce a two-hundred-pound impact effect.

It seems that this weapon effect has an effect on the half-dragon's shield.

The two-handed giant sword and heavy hammer directly shattered the shield light on the half-dragon man, and the huge force blasted these monsters that were nearly ten feet (three meters) long into the air.

Paladins are rigorously trained in weaponry, especially paladins of the Church of Tyr.

Because the imaginary enemies in the training were all evil creatures of astonishing size, this group of knights seemed very adept at fighting against half-dragons who were taller than them on warhorses.

For a moment, broken limbs, broken wings, and broken heads were flying all over the sky.

There were also broken ribs and scales smashed out by a two-handed warhammer.

Under the impact of the war horses and the angry swinging of the knights, a gap was suddenly opened on the flank of the half-dragon army.

The halfling troops following behind seized the opportunity and used their spears to stab those half-dragons who still had the strength to resist.

However, maybe it was because knights were easily overwhelmed, or maybe the collapse of the front line of defense irritated the knights, and they rushed in too fast.

Compared with the half-dragon army of a thousand people, this cavalry consisting of less than a hundred knights and the same number of halflings can't really do anything special.

Before they had advanced far, the troop was stuck in a quagmire, with half-dragons surrounding them from all sides.

The knights had no choice but to use their weapons to hack and kill the enemies around them. The powerful force brought by [Divine Grace] could also offset some of the negative energy's destroying power.

But it can only offset some of it.

A knight had just smashed the jaw of a half-dragon with his warhammer, but then the half-dragon, who had gone mad with the severe pain, swung his long staff and chopped him down vertically.

Without time to block, the knight was hit hard on the shoulder by the long stick. The divine grace in his body rushed madly to the long stick and entangled with the negative energy that began to eliminate matter.

But the power of the half-dragon is not weak.

The long stick fought against the power of God's grace as it moved down, breaking through the knight's armor, muscles, and shoulder bones until the entire right shoulder and arm were cut off.

I didn't expect that this knight was also a ruthless person.

Even though he had lost his dominant hand, he still used his left hand to pull out his spare sword and stabbed it into the half-dragon's eye socket.

A halfling who was following behind rushed over and used his body to knock the knight and his mount away before the knight was about to lose consciousness and be beheaded by another half-dragon.

The cavalry team that broke into the enemy group lost the inertial advantage brought by the charge and fell into a tough battle.

At this moment, the twenty or so priests who had been left behind by the cavalry finally arrived.

Most of the priests of the Church of Tyr have never experienced combat.

Vases who have not experienced the cruelty of war usually have two reactions after being stimulated by scenes of death and blood.

One type is those who are so frightened that they stand there in a daze, or those who still have some strength left will choose to flee;

The other is to completely blank your mind and attack the enemy frantically.

At this moment, the priests, who were already trembling with fear at the bloodiness and cruelty of the battlefield, chose the second option.

The overwhelming fireballs and colorful balls were activated almost at the same time, rushing towards the enemy groups within sight.

Before the battle, every spellcaster had at least two types of enchanted stones in their hands: [Fireball] and [Colorful Ball].

And into each stone, Alvin poured a lot of spells.

More than three hundred fireballs and nearly five hundred pink magic balls were used up in that instant.

Although this group of priests were not good at spell combat, they all held the enchanted pebbles distributed by Alvin in their hands, and they used them all without thinking.

At this time, they no longer cared about the range of the attack or the target of the concentrated fire. These priests completely forgot the few military trainings they had.

But it was just this group of vases that blew up the half-dragons around the knight troops in circles, forming a vacuum area.

At least hundreds of half-dragons fell in this concentrated spell bombardment.

The priests successfully allowed the knights to catch their breath and begin a brief period of healing.

Annie was wiping the blood off her rapier when her pony failed to dodge in time and the half-dragon hit her with half of its head off.

This paladin in maid costume was covered in the blood of her mount and some white stuff.

Fortunately, halflings have a good natural agility, and she blinded several half-dragon Annies in a row. Apart from her torn skirt and broken lace, there were no other signs of injury on her body.

She walked to the edge of the team, looking at the half-dragons who had gathered around them again, with the light of [Divine Grace] shining on their bodies again.

"Have mercy on the weak and drive out evil!"

This paladin of Yondala shouted the slogans that human knights shouted before the battle.

Seeing the actions of their halfling colleague, the knights, most of whom were injured and had damaged armor, stood up one after another.

"Please, Tyr, don't let me fall behind this little halfling girl."

A paladin who had lost his right shoulder walked in front of Annie, the weapon in his left hand shining with the light of God's grace.

"I've been a Paladin for ten years, and all I do is put on airs and talk big.

But brothers and sisters, today is the happiest day I have ever had since I became a paladin..."

It was another knight dressed in noble attire. He raised his eyebrows at Annie in a very arrogant manner, then walked to the front without looking back.

"You're still in the mood to joke! Haha! Be careful when you return to the church, or Priest Nordman will ask you to clean the toilet!"

When the knight passed by Annie, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

"That won't do! We can't leave the toilet in the ladies' room to that lecherous guy!"

A female knight walked up to Annie, her beautiful flaxen hair flying in the wind, but her left eye had turned into a bloody hole.

"Little girl, although we are not knights serving the same god, when we arrive in our respective kingdoms of God, remember to visit us when you have time!"

As if joking, the female knight raised her two-handed sword and stood side by side with her companions.

"Have mercy on the weak and drive out evil!"