He held a long staff, and thunder spread across the entire long corridor in an instant. Even the super long distances that his spells could not hit at all spread in an instant due to the chain mechanism of the lightning chain.
——All this is because of the spell anchoring effect provided by Yasen!
Even if it is completely exposed out of sight, even if it is not locked by perception and vision, it can still hit the enemy 100%!
"Spell Anchoring" is such an unreasonable "sure-hit" gain.
In fact, in principle, it does not guarantee that the spell will hit. It just makes the spell as if it has gained life and can automatically find its way. If you use fireball while the spell is anchored, the fireball will have a weak guide, like a missile.
It still turns and flies towards the enemy - but even so, it can be thrown away by detonating in advance or maneuvering at high speed. After all, it will not increase the ballistic speed.
But lightning spells are different.
As long as it is locked, it is a sure win!
Even a fifth-level or sixth-level transcendent can never avoid lightning!
It was more like a whip than a chain. The lightning source continuously condensed from Sherlock's staff, and the arc crackled on everyone - every time one person fell, the arc immediately jumped to the next person.
On the body.
Sherlock actually has no idea about the effect of "Spell Anchoring", a unique spell at the fourth level of the Path of Beauty - not even Yassen himself knows about it.
But he guessed the effect of this state just by relying on his wisdom, and instantly thought of the most correct way to use it!
——This first chain lightning shot almost cleared the field.
Nearly half of those blood servants were mortals, and some had the energy level of the path of love or the path of devotion. However, the highest level among them did not reach the fourth energy level and was instantly destroyed in front of Sherlock's spell.
And those children of the Moon with "extremely thick blood" will be electrocuted for a while...the lightning will condense on their bodies and jump repeatedly.
It tore flesh and blood like a drill, emitting a burnt breath.
Those charred corpses and gray stone statues were still dancing with electric light.
If Sherlock had been based on his character a few years ago, he would never have killed anyone. No matter whether the other person was good or evil, he would have spared his life even though he was used to it. On the contrary, Edward was ruthless enough. He read people's minds and searched their souls to destroy others.
When it comes to thinking and soul, there will never be any soft-heartedness.
Because in Avalon, murder is a serious crime - even ministers can be prosecuted and imprisoned for "murder". No matter what the identity of the person killed or what crime he committed, he must be handed over to the legal court or court.
The Arbitration Hall conducts trials and determines guilt.
Regardless of whether this is due to the failure of the political struggle, at least it can be announced as a "reason", which proves that Avalon attaches great importance to the law.
At least in Star Antimony and Iris, this kind of thing is not important at all. No one will be surprised that "the noble Lord can actually kill people", rather... if someone comes out and proves that they don't have a human life on their hands, it will make people
surprise.
And Sherlock is not so much abiding by the rules... as he is afraid of trouble.
But on the one hand, he was careful not to leave any weaknesses that could be exploited; on the other hand, he was always unscrupulous and completely unafraid of danger when investigating.
This is undoubtedly contradictory and conflicting. It is precisely because of this conflict that Shylock is always in a state of internal friction.
But now, Sherlock has grown up.
——As Isabel ascended the throne and Aiwas became pope, he gradually became less cautious.
But follow your inner impulse——
He has long wanted to take action against these children of the moon.
These blood slaves - they can't be considered human beings at all.
Once they are marked by the charming kiss of the Moon Child, it is almost impossible to escape control by their own will. They cannot have any negative or harmful thoughts towards their master... and if they are not sucked for blood for a long time, they will be unbearable.
Loneliness and emptiness; once the blood is sucked, it will turn into extremely intense satisfaction.
As they suck blood again and again, they will be controlled more and more deeply. For them, sucking blood is no longer a punishment or use, but a reward - in order to be sucked, they will even do whatever it takes to be sucked.
Do anything without scruples. Even if the enchanting kiss itself can be dispelled as a curse, the changed heart has become irredeemable.
Punishing evildoers is also for justice!
but……
Suddenly, Sherlock paused, and the continuously discharged staff suddenly stopped buzzing.
He realized something else.
Even if the Blood Slave is heinous, the Son of the Moon is not a human being at all...but there should always be innocent people captured in this room. Those people will be captured by the lightning chain outside his field of vision.
"No need to worry," Aiwass's voice sounded from the white mist, "If you are worried about innocent people...
"I will bring them back. Believe in my healing ability... As long as they are the people you want to save, I can make them come back to life even if they are dead."
The moment the crackling sound of lightning stopped, Aiwass guessed what Sherlock was thinking.
As he spoke, he continued to pace forward.
As a healer, he walked at the forefront among the three people, standing at the front of the cone formation.
"Don't worry about that kind of thing," Aiwass's voice was calm and gentle, but full of a sense of reliability, "Both of you, fire as you please.
"I will bear all the responsibilities, and I will heal all the pain..."
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"——In the name of our ancestors."
A steady voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Aiwass's words: "Make this place a pure place."
A gust of wind carrying the smell of blood suddenly blew by.
Sherlock immediately grabbed Aiwass and stopped. Yassen was the first of the three to react - he closed his mouth and at the same time cautiously held down the dagger at his waist.
The white fog gradually thinned and dissipated.
The magic of the scene was cancelled, and the buffs and protections were also dispelled. Even the blue rune light band around Sherlock's neck faded and disappeared - that was the effect of the "Foolish Song Tantra" being activated.
In front of the three of them, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous black and red dress appeared.
It was an outfit very similar to the old aristocratic style of the Herasl Empire. It was similar to the outfit Bayard wore when he was impersonating Aleister.
He has a thin cheek and neatly styled black curly hair. His back is straight, his left hand is behind his back, and his right hand is holding a cane. His delicate goatee looks somewhat elegant and elegant.
The middle-aged man stood in the bright candlelight, looking alone at the three people in the dark corridor.
Behind him are clean and bright tables, chairs and candlesticks, while the three Aiwass are surrounded by gray stone statues and charred corpses.
The middle-aged man looked at the three of them and frowned slightly. There was no emotion in his scarlet pupils.
Neither angry nor afraid. Just like a director examining the actors, criticizing their behavior with the sharpest eyes.
And Aiwass said slowly: "Louis de Orleans... Count of Orleans, that's right."
"It's me."
Louis turned his gaze from Yassen to Aiwass and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was silent for a while and then said calmly: "I don't know you, a strange fellow human being.