In addition to arresting some black - robed deacons, another purpose of this operation was to give these wild witches a chance for actual combat.
Therefore, throughout the process, Horn only cast a water mist spell. Apart from that, he didn't cast a single other spell.
All the fallen black - robed deacons were knocked down by the wild witches who had just learned spells. The effect of their first actual combat was unexpectedly good for Horn.
Among the wild witches, Enoch and Annie were just there for the numbers and didn't make a move. The remaining ones, like Marshmallow, Ian Parker, and Voice, all had auxiliary abilities and just stood by and watched.
The ones who really got into the fight were only Match, Breeze, Snowflake, Stone, Black Dog, Hoe, and Smiley. They all showed the combat power that a wild witch should have.
Although their skills were not yet very proficient, it was enough to surprise Horn!
Match's spell seemed to be the ability to burn whatever he touched. Its power was much greater than that of the flame spell, but it seemed that he had to be in close - range to use it. It was called the Burning Wood Spell!
Breeze could control the wind to condense into wind blades to attack the enemy. This wind didn't have the obvious cyan color of the divine spells of the Northern Wind Church, and it was not easy to be detected. It was called the Wind Blade Spell!
Snowflake's spell was to control the nearby cold air to attack the enemy. It was highly operable but lacked power. It was called the Cold Current Spell!
Stone's spell matched his name well. It was to throw stones, called the Flying Stone Spell!
The most powerful spell belonged to Black Dog. There was a colorless and transparent fist in the void in front of his palm. This fist was very powerful, and normal people couldn't see it at all. He knocked down three black - robed deacons by himself! As for this spell, it hadn't been named yet.
What surprised Horn the most was Hoe. He threw a seed at a black - robed deacon, and that seed unexpectedly grew into a long vine in a short time, binding the deacon! This spell was called the Vine Spell!
Smiley's spell was a bit strange. The black - robed deacon he attacked fainted unexpectedly. Horn couldn't figure out what had happened, and Smiley didn't seem to want to tell him either.
In fact, the strength of the first - ring priests of the Northern Wind Church was not very strong. Most of the first - order deacons had only learned two combat divine spells, the Northern Wind Protection and the Northern Wind Fist.
Although their combat ability seemed strong because it was single - faceted, as long as these wild witches developed and learned more first - ring spells, they could definitely defeat the first - ring priests one - on - one very easily.
At this moment, more than a dozen small wooden sticks were pointed at Simon in the middle of the field.
Simon raised his hands blankly. How could he fight so many people?
"Evil - faced man, aren't you afraid of arousing the church's anger by doing this? After you've attacked us, the church will surely never let you off," Simon said bravely on the surface but actually timidly.
"Are you angry just because of this?"
Horn walked slowly up to Simon and said in a hoarse voice,
"I'm even more angry than you are!
Moreover, even if we did nothing, would the church let us off?
At first, we just wanted to survive!"
Simon shouted at Horn, "You are sinners by nature. Your very existence is a threat! Listen to me. Stop resisting, or you'll only bring greater disaster upon yourselves."
Didn't he know that this would further enrage Horn and the others?
He knew, but more than twenty years of brain - washing had given Simon amazing perseverance when it came to dealing with wild witches.
Not only him, but most of the church people were the same.
Unreasonable!
Horn thought Simon was talking nonsense. Every church person would say such things. On the contrary, if someone tried to reason with him, Horn would really be surprised.
He put his hand on Simon's face and pushed hard, pressing Simon to the ground!
"I won't say much to you. Just know that this is revenge!"
The crackling sound of electric sparks came from Horn's palm, which was emitting a faint blue glow.
It was a first - ring magic,
The Thunder Touch!
Horn deliberately increased the output of his magic power. The spell resistance of a second - ring priest was much higher than that of a first - order professional. Without adding more power, he couldn't even stun Simon!
Now, Horn was becoming more and more proficient in casting first - ring magic. He even felt that he was only a thin barrier away from a higher realm!
...
Half a day later, in the cellar of Stone's house.
Stone lived in the countryside. Before he learned the Flying Stone Spell, he could already control soil and rocks subtly, so he had dug a huge cellar underground in his house.
This cellar outside Lehn City was a good place to keep these deacons.
Ten black - robed deacons were tied up in the cellar. In front of the wild witches, Horn took off Simon's clothes.
On his smooth back, a large mass of cyan tattoos was very eye - catching.
This tattoo was the logo of the Northern Wind Church, with cyan light spots moving on it.
"See this? This is the mark that the lofty god has left on their servants. This is the source of their power!"
Horn pointed to the tattoo on Simon's back and said.
The wild witches were amazed. It was the first time they had known about this. In fact, Horn had only learned about it from old Douglas.
Then Horn stretched out his right index finger towards Simon's back. The tip of his finger turned slightly red and he pressed it hard on Simon's back!
The stronger a wild witch was, the more operations they could perform without chanting spells. For Horn, it was something he had long been able to do, like heating the tip of his finger to a very high temperature.
Simon suddenly woke up. A sharp pain came from his back, and the painful part was the tattoo!
He struggled in panic, cursed in despair, and begged for mercy helplessly, but it was all in vain!
The church wouldn't show mercy because of the wild witches' pleas, and neither would Horn!
Horn burned a big cross on Simon's back! Wherever his finger passed, the flesh and skin were split by the high heat, but no blood flowed out!
He pointed to the wound on Simon's back and said,
"As long as this mark is destroyed, most low - level clergy will lose their power! Even high - level clergy will greatly decline in strength once this part is damaged! This is the weakness of the church!"
However, most high - level clergy would defend the part of the mark more strongly, which was beyond Horn's knowledge.
Simon howled loudly,
"How could you do this to me! I curse you, curse you, curse you to go to hell..."
His face was pale and extremely desperate. As a black - robed deacon, he knew better what this mark on his body meant. It meant that he had lost the gaze of the Northern Wind God!
The corners of Horn's mouth under his black robe twitched slightly. He grabbed Simon's face and made him look into his eyes.
"Desperate? Afraid? The wild witches burned by you were even more afraid and desperate!
And what I'm going to do to you is far more than this!
I'll make you even angrier!"