The remaining golden light in the night turned into a trajectory heading towards the battlefield. Mida looked around and saw rumbles from the city in the distance, and the air was filled with a depressing atmosphere.
Rosalian got out of her arms and sighed: "The fight started again. These people really can't stop. Is that old man planning to show his true skills?"
Mida, who was in the slum, had just finished changing the medicine for the patient. When she came out, she saw the northern sky shrouded in bursts of fire. Then the old man in linen robes came out to say goodbye to him, then turned into a golden light and left the sky, heading straight for the battlefield in the north.
Many people in the slums were also disturbed by the noise on the battlefield and could not sleep, so they went out to watch in fear.
"Miss Milda, what happened?" Winter ran over quickly. He had just seen the golden light flying into the sky.
"New Camelot City is about to become a battlefield, and I'm afraid you won't be able to leave now," Mida said.
Winter felt uneasy and asked: "Who was fighting with whom? I looked in that direction, it should be the wealthy area in the north."
"It's the Eye of Mystery, the Church, and the Provincial Governor." Maian said as he approached.
Myon has not always stayed in the slums. During these days in New Camelot City, the new half-giant seems to have gradually become more harmonious physically and mentally. He wanders around elsewhere whenever he has free time. Mida did not restrict his movements, so she asked:
"What's the situation like on the streets in the city now?"
"Some people took advantage of the chaos to cause chaos, but the chaos is not big yet, but I don't think it will last long," Maian said.
At this time, there was another string of flames and lightning in the distant sky like a fireworks feast, illuminating the dark night with brilliant colors. The loud sound of the collision of heavy objects was like muffled thunder. Even in the slums as far away as the southeast corner of the city, you could feel the ground trembling slightly.
Winter had never seen such a scene before. Even in a place like New Camelot City, spells were not a rare thing, but the spellcasters on both sides were fighting to the death, and the earth-shattering situation made this slum boy's legs weak.
"They, they won't come here, right? These are all poor people, there's nothing to rob." Winter's teeth chattered.
"Probably not." As Mida spoke, she noticed Rosaleen getting out of her collar, standing on her shoulder and looking eastward from a distance.
"What's wrong?" Mida asked quietly.
Rosalian's tone was a little heavy: "I sense that a big guy is coming, right in the sea, and there are many resentful souls."
"Resentful soul?" Mida also turned towards the sea, silently unfolding her soul to sense it. She could detect that the water vapor coming from the sea was getting thicker, and a mist climbed along the waves to the port pier.
There was an indescribable energy hidden in the mist. It seemed invisible, but it was connected to the depths of the sea. The unparalleled pressure almost suffocated Mida, and she immediately restrained her spirit.
"Don't feel it casually!" Rosalian advised: "I suspect that this was also called by one of the parties in the battle in the city. This big guy is more terrifying than the king of creeping monsters in the south of Evergreen City. If it is allowed to attack
Shore, I really don’t know how many people will die.”
If there were high-ranking mages stationed on the coast to guard, they should have noticed the unusual situation in the sea. However, it was dark at this moment, and the battle in the wealthy area in the north attracted everyone's attention, and also mobilized all the combat forces in the city to fight with each other.
Get up, no one will care about the cold mist spreading ashore.
"It's time to leave." Ma'ang said to Mida: "The next battle is not something you can interfere with."
Mida looked around the slums and sighed softly: "I would like to advise everyone to leave first and try to avoid the seaside."
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The Zhaoying Hanguangjian shot out a circle of light, projecting scenes of battlefields. When Xuan Weizi saw the legendary spell "Hell Ball" engulfing everyone in the Sutra Copy Academy, the long straight staff on his knees jumped for no reason.
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On the side, Palina looked solemn when she saw the power of legendary spells. Although she was a legendary warlock and had begun to understand the fundamental operation of magic from a legal level, beyond the inherent spell level, this did not mean that she could cast legendary spells so easily.
Because legendary spells are not "learned", from the perspective of a legendary mage alone, they need to spend a lot of financial and material resources to conduct experimental research, making legendary spells an integral part of themselves.
It can be said that in the process of studying legendary spells, the mage is also changing himself, integrating his life and soul with the vast and boundless universe. Legendary spells do not need to be memorized repeatedly in spell books.
This process is so difficult that even a legendary mage probably only masters one or two legendary spells, and the prerequisites for its execution are still stringent. Even a legendary mage cannot throw legendary spells casually as "fireballs".
However, when a golden light flew across almost the entire New Camelot City and swept away the "Hell Ball" as a haze, even Palina couldn't help but exclaimed.
"What's going on? Even the 'Hell Ball' was..." Palina looked shocked.
Xuan Weizi smiled as if he had expected it. He looked at the old man in linen robes in the circular light mirror. His whole body was filled with magnificent sun flames that were invisible to the naked eye, and dense and pure miraculous power. He looked simple on the outside, but in fact he was extraordinary and holy.
That's right, it literally means "becoming a saint from the ordinary." The situation of the old man in linen robe reminds Xuan Weizi of the "Emperor's Mighty Dharma" that he can display only by relying on the Xinggang Dharma Altar. He has transcended the level of mortal things.
The spell resistance, energy resistance, damage reduction, and immunity effects that cannot be fully detected and analyzed make the old man in linen robe indestructible.
Not to mention that the old man in linen robe showed up and easily countered the legendary spell "Hell Ball". His strength indeed exceeded Xuan Weizi's original imagination.
Seeing the old man in linen robe putting the elder's head into the holy stone cabinet, he seemed to notice something and turned to look. His eyes actually penetrated the circular light mirror and looked directly at Xuan Weizi.
At this moment, Xuan Weizi and Parina were still in the top-floor guest room of the "Twilight Fairy", but at the same time they felt the sight of the old man in linen robe, which was far from sharp.
"He...can see us?" Palina took half a step back. According to the information obtained by the Farai family's extensive social circle, there was no mention of the existence of this hemp-robed old man in the Holy Bishop. She didn't even know what the other party was.
No one knew. At this moment, the two sides seemed to be looking at each other from upstairs to downstairs through the window.
"Sorry, I have to take back that long staff temporarily." The voice of the old man in linen robes came through the circular light mirror unmistakably, with a hint of shame and apology in his tone, which was not commensurate with his strength.
Xuan Weizi took a deep breath, loosened his grip on the long straight staff, and the long staff flew away from his hand, directly sinking into the suspended mirror shaped by spiritual silver light, as if the circular light mirror was used as a portal.
A straight long staff appeared out of thin air, landed firmly on the hand of the old man in a linen robe, and gently struck the ground. A wave of air swept across all directions, clearing away the dust and smoke, and the remaining heat on the scorched ground subsided, leaving only dead silence on the battlefield.
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The bald archmage did not yell. His expression was very serious at this moment, and he was quickly checking a series of protective spells on his body. At the same time, he was distracted to judge the enemy's situation and think about countermeasures.
"Who are you?" The bald-headed archmage ignored the gang of copycats who moved the sacred stone cabinet away. In his eyes, the magic aura of the old man in linen robes on the ground was so dazzling that he couldn't help it.
The degree of direct gaze.
"He's just a religious old man." The old man in linen robe said with his hands on his hips. Even though he was hundreds of feet away, the sound of conversation reached his ears without any hindrance.
The bald-headed archmage searched his memory at high speed and said: "The Holy Church has not seen an earthly saint for many years. The three saints of that year died one after another, and the Holy Church inevitably went downhill."
"That's called being inspired by the Lord! What kind of immortal can speak?" The old man in linen robe exhaled through his nose.
"What is that thing in your hand?" The bald archmage stared at the long straight staff in the hand of the old man in linen robe.
The old man in linen robes said with a cheerful smile: "As I get older, when I see wild dogs barking and biting people on the road, I have to have a walking stick to defend myself."
The bald archmage narrowed his eyes. The high mage under his command had already linked the magic spell during the conversation between the two. Now that he was ready, he snapped his fingers, and a pure black sphere with a radius of two feet appeared in front of him. The magic rippled in an incredibly complex form.
Issued overlappingly.
This is the nine-ring arcane "Sphere of Annihilation". After three high-level mages and a legendary mage teamed up to increase the magic, wherever it passes, it can completely dissociate all physical objects into ashes, as powerful as fine gold.
The golem is also like paper.
"I don't care who you are. Since you're blocking the road, just die!"
The bald mage used telekinesis to control the "Destruction Sphere" and flew towards the old man in linen robes on the ground, while several other high-ranking mage also freed their hands to cover, a string of "dimensional anchors", "advanced dispelling magic", "
"Reduce spell resistance", and rushed towards the old man in linen robe first.
"bring it on!"
The old man in linen robes spread out his arms, becoming very interested. The wooden knob at the top of the long straight staff moved at the sound, like a flower bud blooming, twisting and unfolding on its own, revealing the bright leaf-shaped spearhead inside, and the light spread freely.
A bunch of methods of dispersing and lifting have no effect on the old man in linen robes. In a city full of anti-teleportation spell towers, the "dimensional anchor" is also unnecessary.
The bald mage only saw the spear tip that radiated thousands of rays of brilliance in the dark night, and the "Annihilation Sphere" slammed into it, but with a gentle sweep of the spear tip, the pure black sphere was actually blown away!
"Damn! It's the Spear of Preaching!" The bald archmage instantly understood that the only thing that could face the "Destruction Sphere" without damage could only be a high-level artifact.
In the Holy Lord Church, the only high-level artifact in the shape of a spear is undoubtedly the missionary spear that killed the "Golden Wisdom" Mikosi!
Focusing again, the old man in linen robe activated the Holy Miracle, and there were actually three pairs of white wings spread out on his back. The simple and old linen robe on his body turned into a slim-fitting golden armor. The halo above his head shone unstoppably, and the spear in his hand was covered with golden light.
A masterpiece that truly explains the momentum of the "Spear of Mission"!
"The magic stick's 'Advanced Divine Manifestation'?" The corners of the bald archmage's eyes twitched. Their Mysterious Eye mages are not ignorant of the miracles of the church. They have done a lot of research in private. Although they are not specialized in this area,
I also understand the details.
Compared with the various methods of the arcane system, in addition to healing spells, church miracles mainly provide various magical effects, allowing priests to have the ability to confront evil monsters head-on, especially combat priests and armed priests.
For the most.
The "Holy Manifestation Technique" allows the priest to synchronize his body and mind with the Holy Lord in a short period of time. Not only will he receive various buffs and blessings, but his appearance will even change, thereby showing the Holy Lord's appearance.
Majestic and beautiful.
It is said that there are subtle differences in the "sacred manifestations" of the three academies of the church. The Mercy Academy attaches great importance to the healing ability, and it can develop continuous healing aura from the position, and it is said that nuns are easier to master; the Scribing Academy can summon the angels of heaven to come and fight.
It is comparable to a golem; and the "Holy Manifestation Technique" of the Mission Academy is somewhat close to the "Righteousness Like a Rainbow" or the "Transformation Technique" of the mage, allowing you to increase your melee strength again and become a vanguard to charge into battle and fight against evil.
Before the arcana became a system, the Holy Lord Church could almost monopolize the beliefs of human civilization.
"I don't care what kind of saint you are?" The bald archmage gestured to the side. A senior mage took out a few palm-sized dolls, chanted the unsealing spell and threw them out. Three improved black irons were seen.
The golem fell to the ground.
The more slender and slender figure is like a strong and agile warrior, but it has four arms, each holding a sword, hammer and axe. Its sharp edges are sweeping wildly, and it is killing the six-winged saint. At the same time, the "Destruction Sphere" also turns along the ground.
Make an insidious curve and try to make a sneak attack.
Without saying a word, the six-winged saint swung his golden spear left and right. With exquisite martial arts skills, he repeled three four-armed demons with ease. At the same time as he closed the spear, he also swung away the "Destruction Sphere".
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Immediately stamping his feet, the six-winged saint flew into the sky, catching up with Li Xian's ballista. Three high-ranking mages hurriedly cast spells to cover, including "heavy fog", "repulsion", and "force field prison" to limit the enemy's approach.
The crystal cube-shaped "force field prison" only trapped the six-winged saint for one breath, and was directly chopped into pieces by him wielding the golden spear. It was as if the force field itself was disintegrated by the "extinction ball"!
The bald mage saw it and understood instantly. I am afraid that this "Preaching Spear" has a similar effect to the "Destruction Sphere" and can destroy and dissociate all matter. Therefore, even "Golden Wisdom" Mikosi lost to this thing.
Artifact!
"Damn, what a slap in the face!"
The bald archmage feels that he has bad luck. He has only had two chances to use "Hell Ball" in the past ten years, and both of them were missed. Now he actually has to face the six-winged saint holding the spear of preaching?
The Bald Master does think he is very powerful, but if we really ask the question, he does not think he is smarter than "Golden Wisdom" Mikosi.
"Withdraw!" The bald-headed archmage gritted his teeth and gave the order. He saw the six-winged saint stabbing him with his shining golden missionary spear, and a milky-white gemstone necklace on his chest burst out with indescribable powerful magic.
Nine-ring arcana - "Time stops"!
"I think you can still...ah——!!!"
The bald mage was about to take the opportunity to escape in the paused time and space, but saw that the golden spear actually broke through the limitations of time and space and penetrated the archmage's chest in one fell swoop!