That word was on the lips of the remaining three disciples of the death mage. Their expressions turned grim as the attention of the angel of death s.h.i.+fted to Philips whose body was shoved off the broadsword violently by the young paladin. They hissed and growled like animals but none made a move against the youth. Dimitri quickly dragged Philip's trembling body over to their side with a cautious look on his face.

At this moment they finally realized why someone as talented as Andrew lost to this person. Even though Andrew could not count as the strongest in terms of raw power, his ability to adapt well in battle and exploit an enemy's weakness effectively made him the most dangerous. If a foe should slip up even for a second in a battle against Andrew, he or she will definitely die but the young paladin defeated him and also defeated Philip in just a few moves. This shows how skilled the youth is and because of this Derik's disciples felt no hatred for this person, in fact, if it were on any other occasion they would have preferred to befriend such a talented youth, unfortunately, this is war and one side must perish in battle.

The reason why they refused to hastily rush into the battle at first was simply that they wanted to determine the opponent's strength when he fought Philip, they never expected Philip to be defeated so easily and quickly. After injecting her venom into Andrew's body, jean allowed the boy to rest on her laps while she watched his body undergo strange changes similar to what she went through when she was being turned into a vampire by the holy church. His skin turned pale and his looks magically improved, making him more eye-catching. His heart stopped beating and fangs began sprouting in his mouth.

Seeing that the angel of death finally ignored Andrew and turned its attention to Philip, these people heaved a sigh of relief. They were scared that Andrew would die off before the transformation is completed. Meanwhile, Philip's case was different, his ability to allow a demon of the underworld to possess his body also granted him the features of that demon. His skin color at this time was slightly reddish and claws replaced his normal fingernails while a small quant.i.ty of black flame escaped his nostrils each time he breathed out. His wounds were slowly healing and his condition seemed stable, all they had to do now is make sure no one interferes and disrupts their recovery while another person deals with the paladin.

"Why didn't they use the sins?" Dimitris frowned as he gazed at the injured Philips and Andrew.

In his opinion, if Philip or Andrew used their sins against the paladin, they would have won easily while the youth is struggling with his inner desires and emotions.

"Look around you… everyone here is suffering from the effects of these threefold domain spells and their combat standards have reduced drastically… pay more attention and you will see a few people not affected at all, all of them are paladins like this youth and are actually killing the undead army big bro left behind… if such a domain spell cant harm them, how do you expect the sins to affect them?" Blake spoke casually.

"Paladins have very powerful resistance to all forms of dark magic… they are our bane… We cant easily manipulate them…" Jean added 

"Three shadow guards… come out!" Dimitris cried out and three figures appeared from his shadow.

One possessing control over wind, the second had control over lightning and the third diffused divine light aura. All three of them possessed the cultivation base of the peak grade of the silver realm and their cold gaze was fixed on the young paladin, whose expression was extremely ugly at this moment. He knew that if the gray-haired kid decides to use these undead elites to battle him, he will definitely be killed instantly?

"How does someone so young possess such powerful undead?" He muttered.

At that point, a bell rang in his head and he remembered every word Andrew spoke before they fought. He claimed to be one of the disciples of the death mage, with such status it's not that the death mage gifted his disciple with such high-level undead before leaving. His heart skipped a beat as he realized the mistake he has made just because he was planning to show off to some bronze realm female oracles. Putting Philip and Andrew in such a state was practically declaring war with the death mage indirectly. They say Derik's relations.h.i.+p with his five disciples was as good as the relations.h.i.+p between a father and his children. This claim has been confirmed through multiple occasions where Derik is confronted by these five in public by these five youths, the way he treats them is way different than the way he treats his commanders. The fact he even gifted them three peak grade silver realm elite undead portrayed how much he cared about these people.

Realizing this the n.o.ble youth lamented in his heart while strengthening his resolve. Even if he were to survive here by chance and return home peacefully, when the death mage returns, he may even be the first person the death mage would come after. At that time he can only hope that the nature element mage and the moon cosmic spirit host are strong enough to withstand Derik's b.l.o.o.d.y revenge.

"Since you chose to harm my brothers, I'm obliged to kill you…" Blake finally got on his feet and walked towards the young paladin. Unlike before where Dimitris tried to stop Philip from acting against the paladin, that did not happen this time. Dimitris just watched with an indifferent look on his face as if Blake has won already.

"Please do me a favor… Protect Jean and the rest with your army...we can't let any harm befall them or big brother will get mad at us..." Blake shot Dimitris a glance as he spoke.