Transparent and pure white wind blades took shape in an instant when the wind elf raised his hand to summon them, covering most of the sky. They were aimed at the Slothful High Priest. There was almost no pause. The wind blades were like knives and fell like a violent storm.
It penetrated hard into the body of the lazy high priest.
"Puff puff……"
There were blood marks on the rotten and ugly body of the Slothful High Priest. The skin was torn, the wounds were torn, and the blood was dripping. He was bleeding, which prevented him from moving forward to attack further.
"Gluttony!!"
A hoarse, dry, and dirty voice came from the lazy high priest.
These twisted and mutated organs took shape, forming one greedy and crazy red body after another. They stretched out their hands with claws and teeth, gnawing and devouring these wind blades. Their facial features were ferocious and twisted, and they were in a demon-like state.
Epilepsy, tireless, like a madman who is swallowed up by desire and will sink forever.
Ferocious, ugly, crazy, evil...
Some of their arms were broken, and after squirming and reorganizing, they continued to pounce on these wind blades. Some of their cheeks were torn and split into two halves by the wind blades. They were half-hanging and continued to eat the oncoming wind blades. Some of their bodies were torn apart by the wind blades.
After being cut off, it gradually climbed up again, like rotten mud, resurrecting on the body of the lazy high priest, over and over again, never ending.
It's like a weird cycle, endless.
"Gluttony?"
"This extraordinary ability allows these living skeletal corpses to have crazy devouring abilities. They can continuously reorganize and recover from injuries through devouring. The state of the Slothful High Priest is getting better and better, and it seems that he is devouring the power of the wind element..."
Terrence looked at this scene with a serious expression and murmured.
"Okay, Mr. Magician, it's time to take action!!"
Under the delay of the Wind Elf Wind Blade, the formation formation under Huo Qi finally took shape.
"Okay, I'm waiting for you."
Terrence raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, stepped back suddenly, jumped behind Hodge, held up the magic wand inlaid with purple gems, and chanted loudly: "The mysterious existence from the void and the underworld, the high-ranking god greater than the starry sky,
The magical dragon who controls the elemental storm, I, Terrence Trunsoest, am here to praise your greatness and praise your power, and I beg you to temporarily lend me the power of the thunder element..."
From the Magician Path Sequence 7·The Ability of the Chanter - Chanting.
As Terrence sang, a huge yellow magic circle appeared in front of him...
"Zizzizi..."
Dense thunder arcs converged on the complex and profound magic symbols, patterns and words, outlining a huge and terrifying energy. The sky changed color under this power, the crimson moonlight faded at this moment, and the stars in the sky dimmed.
Many, it seems that at this moment, all the power is making way for the upcoming thunder storm...
The crazy, bloodthirsty, and twisted High Priest of Sloth felt the fatal danger for the first time. His crazy and cruel eyes instinctively showed a hint of fear. He looked at the rich power of thunder element in the huge magic circle and flew out of his hand.
A dark red book.
"Gospel".
An inherited book from the Eternal Demon Cult. It is said that the mysterious book that records the Lord's mantra is a god-given item that only the high priest level is qualified to wear and use.
"Great, noble, and holy Lord!"
"Your believers have been harmed by the heretics. Please lend your power to the believers and let the believers kill these heretics and shine your light on the world again..."
The Slothful High Priest seemed to have regained his senses, and he recited and whispered a mysterious honorary name quickly: "The Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God, you are the ancestor of everything and the incarnation of eternity..."
Accompanied by the chanting of a certain ancient language, an evil and crazy aura surged out from above the "Gospel". The strange black energy surged up and floated, forming long arms as black as ink, flying out, crazy.
Tearing the flesh and blood from the body of the lazy high priest, he pulled off the bloody body piece by piece, tearing off the slightly dark blood.
"Hahaha... everything that a believer has belongs to the Lord, and is dedicated to you. Everything is dedicated to you. Let your power be given to me for a short time..."
"These flesh and blood are all your sacrifices. They are all yours. They are also your sacrifices..."
The Slothful High Priest laughed nervously. Even though his body was being torn apart constantly, he seemed to feel no pain. His face was full of joy and excitement, full of fanaticism, as if being able to dedicate everything to the Lord was the most glorious and holy thing.
, the greatest act.
"Puff, puff..."
The sounds of tearing, bleeding, and breaking are endless.
The black-red gospel was stained with rich blood, and the power in it seemed to have completely awakened. It kept turning pages out of thin air, bursting out with a crazy and evil aura, and stretched out its long black arms, desperately heading towards Huo Huo.
Strange, Terrence caught it.
These jet-black arms, which are like substance, continue to extend, exuding the most primitive and craziest degenerate power.
"Do you think the formation formation I have been preparing for so long is just a show-off?"
Huo Qi looked at the extending black arms, his expression unchanged. He used his own spirituality to erupt with a strong light through the huge formation on the ground. In an instant, countless soil surged up, like an earth dragon turning over and flying directly.
A long eastern dragon made of mud appeared. As the giant dragon flew out of the air, the material structure of the mud changed, turning into an extremely hard steel dragon.
The long steel dragon waved its steel dragon claws and tore apart the black arm it grabbed.
The hidden eye on Hodge's forehead shone with a light red light. He jumped up, changing positions and dancing with his hands at will, constantly triggering alchemy, using the soil on the ground to change the material structure and become
Steel flying dragons appeared one after another, resisting the capture of the dark arms.
Hodge is a Sequence 9 pharmacist. In addition to the pharmacist's own extraordinary ability to identify medicinal materials, he only has the special ability of alchemy.
Alchemy is a prerequisite for performing magic and building a magic circle.
Alchemy can only use rules to build an alchemy array at a limited cost, conduct equivalent exchanges, and change the material structure.
Generally speaking, formed formations do not have very strong combat effectiveness.
Because few people use this ability to fight, the pharmacists are basically working hard to be promoted to Sequence 8 Magic Apprentice, and no one thinks that the formation formation has any combat effectiveness.
After all, it can only change the material structure. Compared with the fast spell casting and elemental magic mastered by Sequence 8 Magic Apprentice, it is really far behind!!
However, this is only the idea of others, and does not belong to Hodge, a traveler from another world.
Who said that alchemy can only change substances, exchange them with equal value, only have functionality and no combat effectiveness?
Who said that forming a formation can only be used as an auxiliary ability and not for combat?
Metal smelting and equivalent exchange, in Hodge's opinion, this is a magical skill.
It is one of the methods closest to his essential power in the low sequence.