How did we run into such a ruthless adversary?
Despair rose in the hearts of the three.
Bang, bang bang!
In the successive sounds of impact, the three fell from their horses and couldn't get up.
Two of the cultists were crushed by the warhorses, coughing up blood incessantly. The one referred to as Senior Brother tried to resist, but as he raised his magic wand, Jason directly snapped his neck.
Crack.
With a crisp sound, Senior Brother's neck tilted instantly.
However, it was not death.
"The Holy Mother descends, transcend to bliss!"
"The Holy Mother descends, transcend to bliss!"
"The Holy Mother descends, transcend to bliss!"
The cultist referred to as Senior Brother murmured continuously.
The two cultists crushed by the warhorses did the same.
The previous two Knights were the same.
The five people recited endlessly, their voices buzzing, as if echoing.
The already deep night grew even darker.
