Compressing as much energy as possible is the essence of any powerful spell, and Memphistus certainly knows this, with Akmund being the best example of this, his most powerful spell is not flashy or spectacular, it looks like a red lightning bolt, but the spell called Death Finger is the most worthy of all spells. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No matter what the energy, the process of casting the spell is more or less common, and the divine energy is no exception, but Memphistus can swear that it has never seen anyone so easy to control the energy called the Holy Light as this mortal, and even the proclaimed god Naru!

The golden energy was condensed into thin lines that were barely visible to the naked eye, and it was only when those threads submerged into the body of the Eredar Warlock that the occasional flash of golden light made it clear that it was not an illusion.

The whole clearing ------ no, it was as if the whole forest had suddenly begun to rain with needles, and Memphistos used all means to summon shadows and evil energy as much as possible, and the dark and dark green energy intertwined in the sky layer upon layer, forming an umbrella-like line of defense.

The nearby trees were visibly ignited and then reduced to ashes in seconds at an unbelievable rate, and the Dreadlord swore that he had never 'forced' so hard in tens of thousands of years of fighting, but the spell of defense seemed to work, but a sting shattered its illusions.

Those extremely thin threads were like needles piercing through the paper easily penetrating those evil energy and dark energy, and then silently pierced its body, rich combat experience made him make a certain decision in an instant, the energy intertwined with darkness and dark green shrank sharply, like an umbrella that opened and closed in an instant, shrunk.

"You can't go, big bat!"

The whisper sounded like an explosion to Mephistos, and the sudden surge of chaotic energy represented its current mood, and a metal pillar the size of a small arm was thrown at its feet, and the metal pillar unfolded violently, revealing a bright blue crystal, and a blue ripple rippled out, sweeping through its body without any hindrance.

The air seemed to shake slightly, and then, Mephistos found that he could not escape into the shadows, nor could he release any teleportation, the world seemed to be suddenly locked, and the spatial barrier suddenly became stronger than ever, it could still tear through the invisible and untouchable barrier, but the degree of tearing could not allow it to pass through the barrier.

"Damn elves!" Mephistos' gloomy face contorted, and it looked at the elven ranger who had moved away from here, and had no time to consider why she was not affected by the Holy Light spell. "What did you do?!" The Twisted Void had sent back a message that Tikdios couldn't even escape because of some strange spell that suddenly blocked the space barrier, could it be this thing?

Sylvanas thought quickly and jumped away, out of the range of light and rain, her face was solemn, she didn't say a word, the longbow in her hand slowly accumulated strength, the white bow body had been covered by golden light, she was waiting for the opportunity, a time to kill with one blow.

"Ah!!h Moreover, it is more afraid of how to face Kilgardan after defeat than the so-called death!

The thin fleshy wings suddenly burst into a few flames, and the golden flames came from the inside out, like a tender shoot breaking through the ground, and the bud grew when it saw the light, and in the blink of an eye, Mephistos's wings were completely ignited.

The power of darkness and evil energy wandered in the body, trying to disperse the holy light that pierced into the body, but lost the protection of the energy, and also accelerated the invasion of the thin line, Memphistus knew very well that he could not escape, the mortal saw that it could not withdraw in order to protect the circle, and when he wanted to leave, the elf blocked the space here, and now, everything seemed to be too late.

Turning her head with difficulty, only the female Ereda Warlock was still there among the five Ereda Warlocks, and the others were long gone, and the body of the female Ereda Warlock had already been ignited, and the evil shield around her had long since disappeared.

The female Ereda Warlock was about to turn to ashes and disappear into this world like everyone else, the flames scorched her soul, the pain made her face twitch, the staff in her hand was long gone, she used the last of her strength and reason, opened her mouth and said something silently, and then was completely consumed by the golden flames.

Memphistus' green eyes flashed, it lowered its head, its distorted face revealed a trace of almost imperceptible ecstasy, the circle was actually completed, Ereda Warlock sacrificed his soul with the last of his strength, accelerating the formation of the circle, the thin golden lines burst out on the circle with extremely small clusters of golden light, but the lines drawn by the dark green energy flowed tenaciously, and it seemed that it had not been affected at all.

Ignoring the severe pain in his soul, the Dreaddemon King was ruthless, and with a strange scream, it tore at its own soul and activated the circle with the power of soul fragments.

"Huh?" Benny's calm heart suddenly jumped, and the world made of lines suddenly distorted, and the green and black lines brightened, and no longer maintained the form of lines, but intertwined with each other into a seemingly messy ball of threads, which is a phenomenon unique to the activation of evil energy and dark spells.

The rain of light summoned by Benny was not large, only the clearing where Memphistos was sitting and the small surrounding forest, which had already become a bare clearing, and the trolls had long since lost their sight, and if it weren't for the fact that they could still sense their presence, Benny would almost have thought they had run away.

And now, suddenly a cloud of almost transparent light floated out of the forest, it was the soul, the soul of a troll, Memphistus was really sacrificing!

Groups of souls rushed headlong into the range of the rain of light without hesitation, and the holy light turned them into flames, and for a while, the wails of countless souls echoed in this clearing.

However, more souls managed to burrow into the glowing dark green circle, and the lines and runes of evil energy seemed to suddenly come to life, and Mephistos let out a piercing shrill laugh despite his tattered body and the pain that almost destroyed his senses.

"Your time of death has come, mortal!"