I, the holy officer, seemed lucky to be assigned the task of evacuating residents with several monks and soldiers. Although it was selfish, I didn''t have to go forward and fight with Asians and lose my life.


    However, it was too late. The Asians acted quickly and cleverly. They surrounded the town and killed them from all directions.


    Finally, a few of us took refuge in the church with the people who could not easily keep up.


    Fortunately, experienced people have made the church a state that Asians don''t want to search carefully, even if it is based on the sacrifice of those people. Although I don''t know how to do it, they will never come back. I can only pray that they can return to the embrace of God.


    However, there are still things to do. After the Asians leave, they leave here with the people who have been rescued with difficulty and go to the mainland for help. Maybe everyone has to live a miserable life than now, but there is no way. Being alive is the greatest hope.


    Damn, damn Asians! Damn spirit!


    But I don''t know what''s going on outside. In addition, it''s too crowded to stay in one room, so after discussing with several monks and soldiers, I decided to separate to different rooms first and lead their teams to leave at night. The combat power here is overwhelmingly insufficient. There is only a dead end when meeting groups of Asians. Maybe it''s easier to escape.


    However, before dark, there was a violent explosion in the direction of the room where another group of people were staying.


    I quickly motioned everyone behind me not to move or make a sound. There might be an accident there. It''s over. If only the other party was satisfied because they found that group of people.


    There are too many dead people in my eyes today. I don''t know - is the real battlefield like this? However, I don''t want to see such a scene anymore, or I''m afraid of dying. Even if it is called returning to the arms of God, it''s actually dead. I''m really afraid.


    As long as there is no sound, the death of those people may make the people here live.


    It''s ruthless, but there''s no way.


    Thinking of the dead worthless people, I have the impulse to send summoning angels to rush out and tear up the enemy. After all, I can summon magic at the third level, and I can be regarded as a genius among magic chanters.


    The third level Archangel can completely destroy ordinary Asians. The enemy will not have strong heroes or a large number... It should not, right?


    No, we can''t joke about our lives. We can''t expose here.


    Everyone was also very strong. Even the woman who was almost afraid to cry did not make a sound, and she ruthlessly covered the mouth of the child who wanted to cry.


    Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door.


    No way, only war? I motioned to some of my fellow monks and soldiers while preparing to release magic.


    The door opened and there were two elves like children, didn''t they?


    No, elves live a long life. Maybe they are older than me, a middle-aged man. They can''t stop singing.


    Several monk soldiers rushed towards the two elves to buy time for me.


    "[dominate]!" the spirit standing in front released magic, and a monk soldier was manipulated by the enemy!


    How is that possible? [dominate] but the third level magic. Even I need some time to prepare. It''s not without singing, but it''s too fast!


    To this extent, only the strong man of the dark Scripture and the peak of the adventurer - fine steel adventurer!


    Moreover, although we understand this magic in knowledge, spiritual magic is regarded as a taboo in the judicature of any country. It is not even a magic that is not used to interrogate ordinary prisoners. Moreover, it is not so that even resistance has no instant control. Only monsters can be used so easily!


    "[dominate], [dominate]"


    The evil spirit doesn''t stop. How many times can he send it again and again? Do you want to dominate all the people here? Will we be so? God!


    However, they succeeded in winning time. It''s your biggest mistake not to kill us! I''ll get you back!


    "The devil who takes away the mind, you must die!" I yelled, trying to use these excuses, hatred and anger to embolden myself. To be honest, I was a little afraid of fighting.


    The magic was successfully launched, and the archangel of fire was summoned by me. This holy and powerful posture makes the monster in front of me less terrible. The people behind me seem to see hope, but I know very well that I have no advantage. The only place where I can give a go is that the angel of fire is relatively good at melee. Although the opponent is strong, he is also a magic singer, and the other is a Bowman with a huge bow. Their bodies should be weaker, This is my only chance.


    OK! The one who performed spiritual magic was hit! Next——


    "Unreasonable," said the other Archer angrily.


    Unreasonable you! Why do you take so many lives and dominate the souls of our compatriots so easily!


    "I''ve given it a chance," she added.


    The so-called opportunity is to let us all be controlled by your magic?


    If you don''t submit your soul to you, will there be no amnesty?


    Who wants such a chance!


    Maybe it''s important to live, and I''m afraid of death, but if I give in here, isn''t mankind the livestock that turns back to being slaughtered by other races - it''s also death, which is more tragic than personal death. Even if it''s personal death, it''s more frightening to become food, increase the strength of the enemy and make more compatriots die than fighting here.


    She yanked the bow. The arrow has a strange shape and is instantly generated by magic.


    At this time, I noticed that the spirit stabbed by the red flame sword did not suffer much damage. A first-order healing magic was cured.


    Damn, damn, damn, monster!


    Then, after seeing the release of the bow string, the divine officer''s consciousness still exists vaguely. He was buried by the collapse caused by the arrow explosion. He is not dead, but he is not far from death.


    "Wenka, what have you done? Isn''t it all dead again?"


    "Isn''t this elfin? You''ve been stabbed through? It''s all because you''re in a daze."


    "How much damage can that broken sword do to me? It''s cured. Even if it''s not cured, it''s no problem to take more than a dozen times."


    What are these monsters... Talking about?


    "But it''s only a dozen times."


    "Give me two more times, and I can control that God official together."


    "You said earlier, I won''t kill all."


    Hey, hey, there''s a living here... Forget it, these monsters are demons at all. Maybe it''s happier to return to God''s arms than to be dominated by these demons


    (to be continued)