In his opinion, Fang Heng is an extremely dangerous person, and the look Fang Heng throws at him is an extreme provocation!
After this test, Momier became more fearful of Fang Heng.
Imammu on the side noticed Fang Heng using this move, and after the initial shock, surprise immediately appeared on his face.
Madhu! Now the hug reaches the thigh!
After more than ten years of misfortune, things finally turned around today!
Fang Heng still maintained the action of holding the scepter horizontally.
The increase in mental power caused his mana recovery speed to increase rapidly. He tried to raise the scepter again and aimed it at the spiked light ball not far away in mid-air.
"Sui! Sui Susu Su!!!"
More than thirty holy fire meteors continuously hit the spiked ball of light.
"Boom! Boom boom!!!"
A series of explosions sounded.
Under the continuous bombardment, the spikes of holy light exploded, scattering little bits of energy in the air.
After the skill was released, Fang Heng frowned.
The effect is very average.
The spiked light ball has natural additional resistance to sacred attacks and can withstand more damage.
Moreover, the accuracy of the Holy Fire Meteor is really bad, with a hit rate of only about 30%.
"You can try that..."
Fang Heng murmured to himself, squatted down, and picked up another scepter that he had just thrown on the ground.
Buzz…
A shield of holy light opened, once again wrapping Fang Heng and Imamu in the center.
"Um?"
Imamu was still excitedly preparing to hug her thighs, but when she saw Fang Heng switching to turtle shell mode again, she couldn't help but be surprised.
What do you mean? Wasn’t it very fierce just now? Why did you stop? Keep going!
Imamu leaned towards Fang Heng's position, lowered his voice, and asked softly: "What's going on? Why don't you continue?"
Fang Heng shrugged helplessly, looked around at the believers in the hall, with a helpless smile on his face, and replied in a loud voice: "I can't continue, I haven't mastered this skill for the first time.
It’s so good, my mental energy is almost exhausted.”
"ah?"
Imamu's heart sank when he heard this, and his expression also changed. He continued to move his lips, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's okay, wait and follow me, I will try my best to buy you time to recover."
force."
On the other side of the hall, Momir couldn't quite hear what Imamu said clearly, but after hearing what Fang Heng said and observing Imamu's expression, his heart suddenly moved.
Mentally exhausted?!
yes!
Although Holy Fire Meteor is a low-level sacred skill with low mana consumption, it cannot withstand Fang Heng's excitement.
An ordinary person would be almost exhausted by releasing more than twenty strands of spiritual power in a row.
He has just released it more than a hundred times in total! His mental power must have bottomed out!
Momir suddenly felt that he had a chance again.
Kill him while he's sick!
but……
Momir looked at Fang Heng warily, and felt that there might be something wrong.
Is he really mentally exhausted?
Or was it a tactic to lure them into attacking? Otherwise, why did the other party speak so loudly? Momir even felt that the other party spoke loudly on purpose to let him hear.
Or did Fang Heng do this intentionally?
Showing weakness to the enemy? Deliberately luring them into attacking?
But……
Is he really capable of releasing the Holy Fire Meteor hundreds of times in a row and still have a lot of mental power left?
Momir didn't believe it.
He stared at Fang Heng closely, feeling more and more that Fang Heng was deeply scheming.
Or is it that Fang Heng is already standing on the third floor?
He deliberately and boldly said that he was exhausted, making himself think that he was just trying to spread suspicion.
In fact, he simply suffered from mental exhaustion?
Unknowingly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Momir's forehead.
"Hello!!"
Momir had an idea. He turned to look at the many surrounding believers and said, "Are you going to stand here and watch? Just watch him win the final victory of this trial?"
The other believers looked at each other, a little moved, but still no one spoke.
Momir gritted his teeth and said: "To tell you the truth, there is only one person who can pass the trial in the end! Even if the others are lucky enough to survive, it is useless to be selected by the Holy Court. You will always be the bottom members of the Holy Court.
Can be used as cannon fodder!"
"There is only one quota for the core member of the Holy Court. Unless we kill him, we will run with him!"
Momir's words began to have an effect.
Many believers cast hostile glances at Fang Heng.
Especially the remaining players.
Over the years, as far as the players know, the only person who has passed the divine selection ceremony to become an internal member of the Holy Court is the leader of the Idamodun gang.
Only the Idamodun gang knows the trials best.
A player looked at Momir, still with a bit of doubt in his eyes, and asked: "Are you sure?"
"Of course, do you think I need to lie to you?"
After hearing this, everyone looked at Fang Heng with even more unkind expressions.
The players frowned and kept weighing in their minds.
at the same time.
The prism of the Holy Court.
Through the central crystal pillar, the performance of everyone in Fang Heng was fully visible to the judges of the Holy Court.
Everyone marveled at Fang Heng's powerful Holy Light affinity ability.
The excitement on Judge Kadar's face was beyond words.
Judging from Fang Heng's qualities in the trial, his Holy Light affinity ability is first-rate and his talent in magic is also extremely high!
It’s so high that people can’t understand it!
"Sanjay, have you seen it! He is a genius! He is a genius that is rare to see in ten thousand years. We should ask the elders to come over and take a look immediately. He needs to be trained intensively!"
The person who presided over this divine selection trial was Sanjie. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he looked at the scene that appeared in the prism.
Seeing that Sanjay didn't speak, Kadar became even more excited and couldn't help but increase his voice, "Sanjay, what are you waiting for! I have a hunch that he is the next archbishop we are looking for, and he may even become our
The first pope to appear on the mainland! I have already seen his potential! You must have seen it too! Right!"
Sanjie's attention was still focused on the prism projection mirror, and he nodded: "Yes."
"If you are worried, just leave him to me. I will teach him personally. Two years, no, I only need half a year! In half a year, I am confident that I can definitely train him into an outstanding judge! He is definitely not weak.
To me!"
Sanjie finally withdrew his gaze and nodded, "Karda, calm down. I understand your mood. We need to wait. Fang Heng can control and be awarded the Book of Beginning, at least the trainee priest level, in the church.
There will definitely be a record of his granting. After verifying his identity, I will ask the elders to discuss it as soon as possible, and I will also consider your proposal."
Kadar wanted to say, what else needs to be verified? Could it be that the enemy has the ability to train believers who are proficient in the sacred system to serve as spies?
Isn't this funny!
Even the Holy Court itself has not trained such a newcomer with such talent in sacred science!