Summoning the Lightbringer is a powerful skill that only ninth-level priests can learn. It uses holy light to simulate the form of an angel, which is extremely lethal to evil camp units.
Although this magic is powerful, it is useless against the Demon King. The Demon King can easily kill the Lightbringer without any effort.
Furlong controlled the Lightbringer to rush towards the Demon King and take the initiative to attack.
The Demon King drove the gryphon to face him. He didn't pay attention to the Lightbringer's attack. Not only did he easily defend against it, he even played with it like a cat playing with a mouse.
After playing for a while, I directly grabbed the Lightbringer and injected my own magic power into it.
The Lightbringer formed by the Holy Light quickly turned dark and became an existence full of evil energy.
Furlong immediately used the Holy Light Hammer, summoning the Holy Light to form a giant holding a giant hammer, and hit the Demon King hard.
The Black Lightbringer, who was transformed by the Demon King, went straight over, blocked the hammer blow with his shield, and pierced the giant's chest with a sword, causing it to collapse instantly.
"Use all your tricks!" The Demon King slowly descended on the gryphon beast and walked towards Julius and Furlong when he reached the ground.
The Black Lightbringer has always been by his side and has become his helper.
After losing consecutively, Furlong coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at the situation.
"With your current magic power, how many high-level magic can you use?" The Demon King laughed and said, "Fron, you can't hold on anymore, can you? Julius, you just watch your teammates run out of magic power? What?
You don’t have the confidence to defeat me, so you don’t dare to come?”
Julius said nothing, and stared at the Demon King tightly, keeping his guard up.
Seeing that he didn't respond, the Demon King continued to move forward: "What, are you scared? Are you desperate? I can give you a chance. If you surrender to me, you can be ranked among the Demon Generals and gain eternal life. Even though you have sealed me, I am still very big.
How about! You can even resurrect Kallio and become a demon general. How about conquering the world with me?"
The so-called resurrection actually means becoming a demon and being controlled by the devil forever. Although he cannot die, he can be resurrected indefinitely, which is equivalent to eternal life, but he loses his freedom.
Of course Julius would not agree, and responded with two words in a deep voice: "Dream!"
"Really? You don't want to seize such a good opportunity." The devil was already approaching Furlong.
Furlong stepped back repeatedly, looking at the Demon King warily, and gave himself a healing spell to recover.
The Demon King's attention was on Julius, and he didn't pay attention to Furlong who was unable to resist. Going forward, he suddenly found that his feet were entangled with something. He looked down and saw the place where Furlong had spit out blood.
, I don’t know when a large number of vines appeared, bursting out of the ground, and quickly wrapped around my feet.
"This is... the plant-type monster blood-sucking vine?" The Demon King looked at Furlong with a strange expression, "This is the first time I have seen a priest raise such a special magic pet! This guy has good qualifications, and you have raised him to the eighth level? You
Don’t you think that an eighth-level special magic pet can deal with me?”
"Of course you can't rely on it!" Furlong suddenly projected a holy light towards the devil and went straight to his face.
The Demon King leaned slightly and easily avoided the attack, with a look of disdain on his face: "Are you kidding me? How can this level of Holy Light Magic be effective on me?"
"I didn't mean to attack you in the first place!" Furlong shouted, "Julius, leave quickly!"
When Julius heard the shouting, he turned around decisively and ran as fast as he could in the distance.
Did the Demon King think he could run away? Just as he was about to catch up, he felt someone suddenly hugging him from behind. He looked down and found that the Lightbringer who had just been transformed by him had returned to normal and was out of control in an instant.
Only then did he realize that Fulong had been aiming at the Lightbringer from the beginning, using holy light to dispel the dark power he had injected into it.
If he was trying to cover Julius's escape, perhaps when he summoned the Lightbringer, he had already thought that it would be controlled by him, and also thought of a way to release the control, just to contain himself?
The Demon King was very surprised and thought that after not seeing him for a hundred years, the former little priest had changed so much that he could even plot against him!
How could he be able to contain himself when he was just a mere messenger of light?
When he tried to break free, the blood-sucking vines under his feet grew rapidly and even wrapped around his waist, completely blocking his lower body.
The light messenger holding him behind him also changed his form and turned into a chain of holy light to lock himself.
The upper and lower parts were blocked at the same time. This kind of imprisonment was unexpected. The devil could not break free for a while, but he was not in a hurry: "You have really grown up! Compared with the timid little priest a hundred years ago, you are finally a little bit better now."
Looks like a strong man! Unfortunately, this method is useless to me!"
"I know!" Furlong turned over a page in the magic book, responded with three words and began to chant the spell quickly.
Hearing the spell, the Demon King laughed directly: "Holy Temple? You want to use this magic to temporarily trap me and create an escape opportunity for Julius? Just these few magics have been exhausted, right? Even if you use the Holy
How long can the palace last? Have you ever considered that with Julius's current condition, I can easily catch up with him if I let him run for half a day. Your sacrifice is meaningless!"
Furlong ignored it, mainly because the spell was very long and he didn't have time to waste talking.
Later, Julius ran away desperately, unable to let down his teammates and waste the opportunity specially created for himself.
A few minutes later, Furlong successfully summoned the sacred temple, shrouded the Demon King and himself in it, and locked them together.
Ordinary demons will be in pain in the sacred temple realm, but the demon king will only feel a little uncomfortable, and the impact will not be great.
He broke free from the Holy Light Chain transformed by the Lightbringer and the Vampire Vine that emerged from the ground. He was not in a hurry to chase the brave Julius, but walked straight to Furlong.
Furlong's use of the Holy Temple has exhausted his magic power, and he no longer has the ability to fight.
"How long can your sacred temple last?" The Demon King stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, easily picked him up, and said with a smile, "How many minutes? How far can Julius run? Stop struggling, who
You can’t stop me either!”
"Julius will stop you!" Furlong firmly believed, "The brave will always win."
"Really?" The Demon King laughed loudly, "I want to see how he wins! Everything you do is in vain and meaningless! Give you another chance, surrender to me and become my Demon General!"
"Apostles of God will never yield to the devil!" Furlong was quite tough.
"Really? It's such a pity." The Demon King did not hesitate, grabbed his neck and twisted it directly. The dignified and fair bishop, a legendary figure at the ninth level of the human continent, lost his life just like that.
The corpse was thrown aside. Although the person was dead, the sacred temple did not disappear immediately, but continued to maintain it, locking the devil inside.
The Demon King is not in a hurry. In Ephron's situation, the Holy Temple cannot buy much time at all.
Sure enough, the sacred temple disappeared five minutes later, and the Demon King directly mounted the gryphon and chased the hero Julius in the direction of escape.
In such a few minutes, a brave man cannot run very far.
