In the dark sky, the blood-colored moon hung high, and from time to time the howls of unknown beasts were heard, and in the atrium of the Great Church of Byron Weis, countless crimson lightning bolts intertwined, accompanied by the singing sound that gradually became high, like an apocalyptic scene. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pahaibel was no longer as comfortable as before, the robes on his body were torn in many places, oozing a little blood, but the blades in his hands were still sharp, and the expression on his face changed from the original plain and indifferent to a more crazy appearance.

"Give my flesh and blood to the gods, and my soul will live forever. ”

As he fought, he chanted prayers aloud, unaffected by the pain of his wounds, and looked like a fanatic.

Pahaibel constantly uses magic to strengthen his defenses, and at the same time blesses chaos spells to increase his attack, and in his body, light and shadow, order and chaos seem to have reached a harmonious unity.

While Rosen was inwardly lamenting Pahaybel's enduring fighting ability, he secretly observed the movements around him.

Irandel was already visibly exhausted, and many of his movements were not as precise as before, and he could only compete with Pahaibel by relying on his strange and changeable magic armor.

The elements in the air gradually converged among the three people in the battle, and the collision of magic and magic caused countless flashes of light, but Lawson noticed that there was something different.

If he was just an ordinary bronze powerhouse, then his sensitivity to magic would only make him focus on Pahaibel, but Rosen is an undead, and the undead naturally have an extraordinary sense of the flow of life force, and he finds that there are many green rivers in the air, which are the rivers of the souls of countless Byron Weis's dead.

The rivers meandered towards the atrium of the Great Chapel, but unexpectedly, they did not flow into Pahaybel's body.

Those souls are gathering in the singing procession behind Pahaibel.

It turned out to be a trick.

Rosen thought to himself, he should have known that the group of people was weird, but Pahaibel himself was too impressed by others, and anyone's first instinct was that he would be the core controller of the entire Advent Ritual, but he didn't expect that he would be willing to give it away.

It seems that this guy is not that crazy either.

Sensing the flaw, Rosen no longer had the idea of fighting a war of attrition with Pahaibel, he had been saving his magic power, and now he had more than enough, and it was not a problem to find an opportunity to break through Pahaibel's blockade.

Having made up his mind, Rosen directly pointed his sword at Pahaibel's throat, and the magic power stirred, making the wolf knight's greatsword in his hand seem to be much larger.

"In vain. ”

Pahaibel didn't know that Lawson had seen through his arrangement, and seeing that Lawson had a clear killing move for the first time since the battle, he didn't spare his hand, and the Chaos Sword slashed away, and several red thunderbolts fell from the sky.

"What !?"

But Rosen's sword, a sword full of murderous intent, lost all its sharpness in the middle, and swept past Pahaibel's long sword as if it were an understatement, and the two swords didn't even have time to fight before they missed.

In terms of strength, Pahaibel may be on par with or even better than Rosen, but when it comes to swordsmanship, Rosen can irresponsibly say that no one has been able to match the guys he has met so far.

On the surface, this sword seems to be just a simple false move, but between the fierce battle of life and death, this sword has a clear killing intent, and even leaves a back move, no matter who it is, it will be deceived by it, thus ignoring Rosen's true purpose.

In just a split second, Rosen rushed towards the priests behind Pahaybel, unstoppable and unstoppable.

For the first time, panic appeared on Pahaibel's face.

"Stop !!"

The Holy Sword of Light in his left hand was raised, and in mid-air, three swords of judgment appeared, flying towards Lawson.

"Where are you looking?"

But Elandall didn't give Pahaybel a chance, although the nun was already sweating profusely on her forehead, she still raised her hand, and the three crosses suspended around her immediately rushed towards the three swords of judgment, intercepting them in the middle of the road.

Like an arrow, Lawson shot straight into the group of priests, the wolf knight sword in his hand swung out, the scorching flames formed a huge sword body, he showed no mercy, five swords in a row, almost killed the unprepared priests.

In this way, the progress of the ceremony is ...... Wait a minute!!?

In a trance, Lawson suddenly noticed something unusual.

He didn't have time to think about it, he jumped up directly, and the next moment, the heads of the group of priests exploded one after another, and countless wriggling tentacles poured out from it, followed by crimson lightning, if he breathed any longer, it was likely that he would be entangled in the tentacles composed of these magic powers, and be hit by red thunder.

On the other side, because of the three crosses to assist Rosen, the frequency of the attack was a little slower due to excessive consumption, but Pahaibel did not let go of this flaw, and the Chaos Long Sword in his hand was sent out, directly through the flank of Irandall!

"Ahh

If Irandall wasn't made of alchemy dolls, then the corrosive effect of the sword alone would have made her unable to stand up again for the rest of her life, and she would even die violently.

But it was not a good feeling to be directly hit by the bronze rank sword, and Irandall had a sullen look on her face, and the cross sword beside her was still trying to break the siege, but her whole person was kicked away by Pahaibel, breaking a thick stone pillar in the corridor and raising a cloud of dust.

"You are clever enough to see where the soul flows. ”

Pahaibel's face regained that excited expression, as if the previous panic was all a play.

"But have you ever thought about it, such an obvious fact, I can't think of it?"

It turned out that it was all a scam.

Pahaibel had no intention of hiding it from the beginning, and had even been waiting for Rosen and Irandall to notice something unusual and take action to attack the clergy, as it was all a trap.

At the heart of the Advent ritual is Pahaibel, who uses a puppet to make others think that the flow of souls is abnormal, all in order to get a chance to defeat the enemy one-on-one in battle.

On the battlefield of life and death, intuition is likely to deceive you, and this should be the first lesson you learn after stepping into the Black Iron Rank and mastering the ability of "Jue".

Pahaibel looked with some satisfaction at the priests who had become unspeakable monsters and Lawson who was constantly slashing tentacles, and he opened his hands as if he were holding something in his arms, and whispered.

"On the first day, the goddess lit the fire, and the light dispelled the fog and brought stability and calm;

"The next day, the goddess separated the elements and drew order and rules;

"On the third day, the goddess created the dragon out of light, and the dragon with a long life ruled the world as the goddess's agent;

"On the fourth day, the goddess created the elves with water, and the slender elves transformed the world as servants of the goddess;

"On the fifth day, the goddess used the wind and the earth to create the Firut and the El, adding some vitality to the world;

"On the sixth day, the goddess created mankind with fire, and mortals were bound to fate and struggled to perish;

"On the seventh day, the goddess created ashes from the dregs of the elements, carrying the shadows of the world. ”

This is a passage from the creation myth in which the content of the seventh day was hidden by the Templars long after the Second Holy War.

Like the most holy priest of all, Pahaybel spoke again, chanting prayers.

"And now, when the stars have fallen, and the gods have withered, only the multitude sings to thee, and praises thee, and calls upon thy name. ”

He rose slowly, and all the elements, the magic, the soul, all converged into Pahaibel's body.

There was a tearing sound, and the robe behind Pahaibel was propped open, and two pairs of black wings were spread, and those wings were made up of countless black magic crystals, glowing with blood-colored brilliance.

"Give me the power, Lord of the Abyss, to purify this already decaying world with the power of Chaos!"