Act XLVII
Four lightning bolts fell, this is a lightning full of chaos magic, more dangerous than the purple lightning created by the remnants of chaos power in the eternal night forest, once hit, the wild magic will directly tear apart Lawson's magic wall and hit his body, which is unbearable for anyone. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Lawson hurriedly used his magic power to produce a huge jet of fire in front of him, only to hear a bang, and his whole body flew backwards like a cannonball, just before the lightning fell, dodging the deadly attack.
Elandall did not miss this opportunity, and her right foot kicked on the ground, and the entire masonry floor directly dented, in contrast to Lawson, who flew away backwards, the silver-haired nun went straight forward, and her hand was sharp.
But Pahaibel looked like an understatement, and the Holy Sword of Light flipped and blocked Erandall's ferocious attack with a single sword.
"Everything was as I expected. β
Pahaibel sighed lightly, and the chaotic sword in his other hand swept, and between the lightning and thunder, two more thunderbolts struck Elandall.
"The only surprise is that you are too weak. β
"You seem to have underestimated the determination of the Inquisition. β
Edlander didn't dodge the deadly crimson lightning bolt, but simply took a step back.
Clicksβ
With a metallic sound, two openings opened in Erandall's back, and from each of them flew four crosses, which seemed to have a will of their own, and quickly surrounded Erandall's side, emitting a faint light, forming a golden wall.
Crackle β
The lightning fell, hitting the defensive wall around Erandall, but a shuddering wave of magic power stirred, and Erandall, who was in the golden barrier, was not affected in the slightest.
"I didn't expect the Templar to actually succeed in developing the magic weaponry, and it seems that the scientific research maniacs of the Inquisition are not useless. β
Pahaibel said with appreciation, admiring Irandall's posture with a pleasant gaze.
Behind the silver-haired nun with golden crystals on her chest are eight huge crosses, which unfold their golden swords and levitate behind Elandall in the form of wings, making them look like angels and exude divine meaning.
"Divine Feather, this is a crime weapon that can only be driven in the face of an extremely evil enemy, Pahaibel, I didn't expect that the first person to put me to use this thing would be you. β
Irandall said with some regret, and then, with an awe-inspiring expression.
"Heresy, Pahaibel Odysseus, adjudicate against you. β
As soon as the words fell, the crosses behind Irandall flew out one after another, and each slashed at Pahaibel as if they were alive, and she herself stepped forward with her sword, and ten sharp swords pointed directly at Pahaibel.
On the other side, Lawson had already returned to the battlefield, and seeing Elandall's appearance as if a divine envoy had descended, he had a little more questions about the Sanctuary in his heart.
What kind of enemy is it to fight that makes a young girl become like this?
Without thinking about it, he swung his great sword and immediately rejoined the battle.
The strange and long chant has become the background music of the battle at this time, quite a bit of epic feeling, even if Pahaibel has endless magic, it is difficult to perform in the face of the well-coordinated attacks of Irandall and Rosen, and can only defend instead of attack, which seems to be quite suppressed.
But Rosen's side didn't have it easy.
On the one hand, as Pahaybel said, Irandall was fighting with his life, and although the magic suit was extremely powerful, it could not hold it for long, as can be seen from Irandall's increasingly bitter expression.
On the other hand, although Lawson was excellent in swordsmanship, he did not dare to rashly use key killing moves, and with the experience of his previous opponents, he knew that Pahaibel must have been on guard against his existing sword skills, and rashly using them would only lead to flaws.
When the two were at a stalemate, the smell of blood in the surrounding air became more intense, and red runes surrounded the entire Great Sanctuary and the entire Byron Weith City.
It was an astonishing sight, the whole city was a reflection of the abyss of chaos, and a disgusting stench emanated from everywhere.
And in the forest not far from Byron Weiss, several people in gray and white robes were also discussing in low voices.
"Oh my god, what the hell is this, Brooke didn't tell me to face the projection of the People of Chaos. β
Said a man who looked to be about thirty years old, his eyes were small with a sly glint in them.
"Who told us to be on duty, Yorkshire, have you written a suicide note?"
His companion, a slightly younger man, was relieved, looking with interest at the rising moon of Byron Weith.
"Eingrand, man, I still have an experiment to do, and I won't die so easily until I prove that the Tarasia formula and the Drnessi formula are different expressions of the same function. β
The man who had been replaced as Yorkshire rubbed the ring on his left hand, the aquamarine glittering in the sun.
"You're still proving that? God, it's going to be ten years?"
With a surprised expression, Eingrand looked at the slightly diminutive man beside him.
"Twelve years, my friend. β
Yorkshire glanced at Byron Weiss again.
"I'm afraid that my advancement to a mid-level mage is hanging, and in my limited life, I have to fulfill this wish. β
"Then I can only wish you a few more years, at least not here today. β
Eingeland smiled, then continued.
"I heard that a mid-level mage will come to help, guess who?"
"Anyway, it can't be the 'Lord of the Wind' or the 'Elemental Knowledge', maybe it is some big man who has come from the Rainbow Tower. β
Yorkshire pondered, this incident was undoubtedly worthy of the attention of the Rainbow Tower's higher-ups, and it was also valued by many other parties, including the Templar forces, but no one dared to act rashly, after all, if they were not careful, the second magic war was likely to start.
But how could they compete with other forces by relying on their two low-level mages alone, you must know that low-level mages are usually referred to as bronze level, and in the face of the night watchmen who may be from the province of Brunhill, Yorkshire and Eingrand do not feel that they can escape with their whole body.
"Wait, if it's a mid-level mage, there seems to be a rumor of that one appearing in Bunajn recently?"
Suddenly thinking of the news he had seen recently, Yorkshire's eyes widened.
"Hey, hey, no, if that's the one, I think this mission is more than three times more dangerous. β
Eingrand also restrained his relaxed attitude, and his face turned iron-blue.
"You two, it's not something to be commended for speaking ill of people behind your back. β
Suddenly, a clear female voice sounded from behind them, and that voice contained absolute confidence, but also more banter.
"No, no, no, Your Excellency, we're just feeling uneasy about the task ahead. β
Yorkshire turned slowly and replied tremblingly, seeing the owner of the voice at the same time.
It was a beautiful woman with long red hair, her scarlet eyes were bright as jewels, her beautiful figure was wrapped in a satin robe, but it was even more sexy, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, she was sitting on the branch of a big tree looking at the two, looming under the skirt, which led to infinite reverie.
"You don't need to be upset, it's just a projection of the people of Chaos, according to the principle of equivalent exchange, even if the entire Byron Weiss is drained, his strength is no more than the bronze peak at most, there is nothing to be afraid of, you should be worried about the restless night watchmen of the Templars, but I heard that the 'Immovable Holy Sword' Kaslan Bougas has arrived. β
The other party said, jumping off the branch, and the fiery red hair danced with it.
"Have you two written suicide notes?"
Woman, "Scarlet Witch" Liliana Christopher asked lightly.