In an instant, the sawtooth heavy sword carried the cold death air and split through the black flames of hell, and the blade pointed directly at Moriarty. At the same time, the ghost dragon messenger also spit out a strong cone-shaped breath of death, and followed Lotteri
The gap opened by Ge penetrated directly into the black flame and hooded its target.
Seeing this, Moriarty still moved forward rapidly, as if completely ignoring the sword-edged dragon's breath.
"Ha, perish!"
The next second, the serrated heavy sword and the bone dragon's breath hit the target at the same time, and Lotrigor immediately laughed wildly.
But before the harsh laughter could fully rise, Moriarty's figure suddenly shattered like a thin layer of glass, turning into a piece of crystal-like light debris.
At the same time, the billowing black flames all around suddenly rose up, like a gluttonous monster, "swallowing" the undead holy warriors and the ghost dragon messenger in one go.
"What? Is that a phantom or an afterimage!?"
On the ground, looking at Lotrigo who was suddenly submerged in the flames of hell in the sky, the undead strongmen couldn't help but burst into an uproar.
Logically speaking, with the appearance of the Yakuza, ordinary magic phantoms or afterimages should not be hidden from their eyes. However, until "Moriarty" was inexplicably shot into pieces, they, like Lotrigo, still believed that it was the real body.
No doubt. But in fact, everyone looked away, which really made Dejia's strong man feel suspicious.
Among them, the death preacher's face was particularly ugly.
"boom!"
The next moment, a huge ball of hellfire suddenly and noisily spiraled up above the arena, turning into an upward tornado of black flames, as if some unknown accelerant was thrown into it.
Before the undead masters could try to see through what was going on inside the black flames, suddenly, another sharp wave that seemed to be able to pierce a person's hair instantly shot out from the hellfire mass, sweeping across the entire world at once, and even
It pierced through the competition barrier cast by Lord Amon. The undead warriors who were watching the battle had the illusion of a sharp blade, and even under stress, they burst out the power of the domain, showing a posture of full combat readiness.
"This is…"
At this moment, even Lord Amon looked hesitant and surprised, as if that invisible sharp wave was really the manifestation of some extraordinary power.
After just one breath, the hellfire scroll in the air was split into two parts like a fragile egg roll. Then it collapsed into black sparks that filled the sky.
At the same time, Lotrigor and the Ghost Dragon Messenger fell heavily from the sky like a pair of kites with broken wings. In the center of the bodies of the Deathly Holy Warrior and the Bone Dragon, there was a thin black thread that was constantly squirming.
It was like a terrifying sword mark that was about to cut them in two. Only surrounded by an inexplicable force, Lotrigo and the Ghost Dragon Messenger remained the same.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the undead saint warrior and the bone dragon had landed on the arena.
Then under everyone's surprised gazes, stone color gradually emerged from the bodies of the two, covering their entire bodies.
In an instant, Lotrigor and the Ghost Dragon Messenger all turned into hard stone statues, standing motionless next to each other. Moreover, visible to the naked eye, traces of soul flames emerged from the stone statues, which were the images of the Holy Warrior of the Dead and the Bone Dragon.
The core soul fire. But just a moment later, the soul fire was all absorbed back into the stone statue by the inexplicable force, and no more rays could be exposed.
This is the rule of the death match in the grand arena. Once defeated, even the soul fire has no possibility of escaping. It must be imprisoned in the arena together with the body, silently waiting for the arrival of the unknown "day of death".
"How is it possible!? Lotrigo and the Ghost Dragon Messenger were both killed!?"
Looking at the two newly added stone statues on the arena, all the undead Ji Dao outside the arena seemed to have been petrified as well, and they were all dumbfounded.
Especially the Death Preacher, it's more like being hit in the head, almost making him tremble uncontrollably.
These are two fourteenth-level people. Among them was a precious ghost dragon messenger, but it disappeared in an instant. Such a loss was extremely painful even for the Holy Spirit Temple. Even after fighting the invading demon army so far, the Holy Spirit
The palace has never recorded such heavy battle damage.
Therefore, when he saw Moriarty falling from the sky and slowly walking down the arena, Jie Xiu wanted to take action and tear him into thousands of pieces.
However, the death contest has undisputed sanctity in Dejia. And the devil also "fairly" killed his opponent in the contest in front of the Lord of Amon and many Dejia strong men, so Jie Xiu had no reason to do so.
Take revenge. At least, on the stage, the Holy Spirit Temple must not show any retaliatory actions. Otherwise, it will not only be embarrassing, but also will be rebounded and protested by Quan Dejia.
"Honorable Lord of Amon, I won the death contest." As the winner, Moriarty walked out of the contest barrier and came to the Lord of Amon and bowed deeply.
"Your last shot was interesting."
Looking at the devil in front of him, Lord Amon nodded, but directly praised him.
Of course, it also made the death preacher on the side look a little darker.
"Thanks."
Moriarty gave another gentle salute, but did not dare to look directly into the other person's dark eyes.
In fact, this so-called "final blow" not only involves the explosive shielding of the black flames of hell and the sudden change of the mirror fighting technique, but the core of it all lies in the gentle slash of the "Sword of Destruction" in an instant.
Without even getting too close, when the mirror image was broken, Moriarty, who was hiding on the other side of the hellfire mass, took out the "Ideal Judgment" from the crystal book, locked the target with his mind, and then chopped it down from a distance.
Immediately, the mid-range cross-space killing attribute of "Sword of Destruction" is activated.
Before Lotrigor and the Ghost Dragon Messenger could react, a space crack slash activated by surging black flames fell silently on both of them.
For a moment, everything in the world seemed to be frozen, and the Holy Warrior of the Dead and the Bone Dragon were motionless. Only a black line spread out along the eyebrows of the two, penetrating both inside and outside in the blink of an eye.
In the end, when an extremely sharp sword wind penetrated the heavy black flames and faintly penetrated the barrier, causing many undead Ji Dao in the outside world to be on guard, Lotrigor and the Ghost Dragon Messenger had already fallen on the spot, just because of the arena itself.
The reason for the rules was turned into a stone statue without being decomposed on the spot. At the same time, the "Sword of Destruction" appeared and disappeared, and was taken back into the crystal book without a trace.
However, even though Moriarty thought that he had tried his best to conceal the existence of the magic sword "Ideal Judgment", he was still cautious in front of the Lord of Amon, for fear of being caught by the other party.
"Well, you won the death contest, so you don't have to worry about suffering other punishments." The Lord of Amon looked at Moriarty, who bowed his head humbly, and said quietly, then looked around: "Do you have any objections to this?"
"According to the sacred rules of competition, this is how it should be handled."
Among the people present, the blood prince was the least concerned, and seeing that the Holy Spirit Temple was in great shape, Stanley was also secretly overjoyed and immediately agreed.
"...No objection."
On the other side, although Jiexiu looked very bad and looked at Moriarty with an extremely unkind look, he had no choice but to follow the judgment of the Lord of Amon.
"Then so be it." Lord Amon nodded lightly, as if everything was expected.
"Thank you and your Excellencies for your understanding." Seeing this, Moriarty formally bowed to the undead powerhouses again, making this death contest a "perfect" result.
"Then what are your plans next? Are you planning to return directly to the demon plane?" After a pause, the Lord of Amon suddenly changed the subject and asked.
"This...what is your suggestion?"
After hearing this, Moriarty immediately felt an inexplicable move in his heart. Obviously, the dignified Dejia giant's initiative to raise this question was definitely not unreasonable. Then he glanced at the death evangelist's gloomy eyes, and Moriarty immediately understood what the other party meant.
.
"Since you call yourself a necromancer, then come with me to the alliance. And now the devil is still fighting Dejia, so I can't just let you go back, at least for the time being. Even if you win the death contest, but
There are some material issues that still need to be considered." The Lord of Amon smiled slightly, as if appreciating the other party's quick response.
"Yes, I am willing to go to the Alliance with you. It is also my lifelong wish to have the opportunity to learn the art of necromancy in depth." Immediately, Moriarty nodded and agreed.
Just kidding, if he refuses Lord Amon's solicitation now, Moriarty can be sure that he will never get out of Silent Hill and will be surrounded by the undead gangsters of the Holy Spirit Temple faction. The Death Preacher may even personally take action for Lot.
Rigo takes revenge. Therefore, even if Moriarty is eager to return to Erathia as soon as possible, at this moment, he has no choice but to obey the wishes of the giant Dejia and return to the Necromancer Alliance with him.
As for whether the Lord of Amon has any special thoughts, or whether there will be any other "special treatment" waiting for him after joining the Alliance, Moriarty can't care about it for the time being.
"very good."
Compared to Jie Xiu's increasingly gloomy expression, the Lord of Amon smiled even more.
In any case, Moriarty calls himself a necromancer, so the alliance naturally has the first right to recruit him; and by holding him captive and not letting him leave, he is also responsible for the current anti-magic war situation. In public and private matters, this is what the Lord of Amon does.
They are all impeccable and worthy of being the leaders of Dejia who have been standing for more than a hundred years.
"Your Excellency, now that everything has been dealt with, we will take our leave."
Seeing that there was no more time to take advantage of, after hurriedly distributing the corpses of the devils and demons, Jie Xiu left with a group of powerful men from the Holy Spirit Temple.
Then, the vampire prince Stanley and several vampire marquises also bid farewell with satisfaction.
"Then let's go too."
In the end, Lord Amon stretched out his withered finger from his robe sleeve and pointed it towards the black cloud hole in the sky. Immediately, wisps of pale lightning flashed in the cloud hole again.
Then, Moriarty followed a group of powerful men from the alliance and flew straight towards the black cloud void. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
