"Combined Magic - Double Flame!" As Rolda's chant came to an end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A small magic array shining with blue light unfolded in front of him, and two fireballs flew out of it, but different from the ordinary fireball technique, the color of the flame was not red but holy white, which was a fireball technique that turned the flame attribute into a sacred attribute through the transformation of the sacred enchantment, and the reason why two were emitted at the same time was the result of using double chanting.

The two holy fireballs flew accurately towards the skeleton's hands, although it was a first-level magic, but the power had been doubled under the enhancement of the sacred enchantment, and coupled with the divine attribute that would cause additional damage to the undead, the power of the fireball technique could be said to have reached the initial three times. Being hit by such power, let alone hands, the skeleton soldiers, who are low-level undead, will be completely wiped out.

Rolda let out a remorseful sound in his mouth, if this blow really wiped out the skeleton, it would be like throwing the gold in his hand into the water, how could it not make people regret it. However, this is also to blame for not being able to calm down, because the skeleton behaves too much like a human, and in a fit of anger, he performs a stunt like the Holy Enchantment. But now, it's useless to think about it, I can only hope that the skeleton can survive this trick and leave a breath.

However, the next scene was beyond Rolda's expectations, making him unconsciously utter words like "It's a lie".

The fireball, filled with the power of the Holy Spirit, unexpectedly changed its trajectory just as it was about to hit the skeleton's hands, falling behind it, with a double roar like an echo, leaving two smoking holes in the ground.

The skeleton still stood in place, as if it had done nothing, no, there was still some difference from before, that it had something in its hand that resembled a twig that spread like a palm. At this time, Rolda realized that it was not a branch at all, but some strange creature.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did the magic shock wake you up?" The skeleton caresses the creature attached to its arm with its withered palm as if it were caressing a beloved child.

"What just happened? What's that? ”

Although he didn't expect the skeleton to answer, Rolla blurted out the question in his heart.

"Ah, your magic was just bounced off by my magic resistance just now, and as for what you said about this guy, I think it should be a little monster." Unexpectedly, the skeleton answered Rolda's question seriously.

"Hmph, the guy who is playing tricks!" As a mage, Rolda knows exactly what magical resistance is, and while it sounds powerful, it doesn't really work in actual combat. Because magic resistance is based on the difference in magic between the two sides, the stronger side can resist the magic attack of the weaker side, but this resistance is only limited to a certain degree of damage reduction, if the magic is to be neutralized, then the difference in strength between the two sides is ridiculously large.

And when the skeleton appeared, Rolda had already used magic perception, and learned that the magic emitted by it was pitiful, how could such a guy be able to neutralize his magic, so this must be a lie that deliberately disturbed his heart, it must be so!

Rolda was firm in her heart.

"If, as you said, the creature in your hand is a small demonic beast, then although the young must still have a certain amount of magical power, it is not surprising that it can bounce off the level of magic just now, I am not so easy to deceive, the attack just now was defused by that little demonic beast. But I have to thank you for sending it here, so I don't have to go through the trouble of looking for it. ”

Rolda quickly made a reasonable guess, and looked at the skeleton with a contemptuous look that resembled the deception of her opponent.

"Well, I'm telling the truth, if you want to think so, then yes," the skeleton scratched at its smooth skull with its slender fingertips, making a creaking sound like grinding teeth, "to find it?" So you're here for it. ”

Here we go again, this act of imitating humans! Rolda was furious again, but wasn't the ambiguous attitude shown by the skeleton a sign that he was eager to cover up what he said? Hmph, even the way of thinking is very similar to that of humans, but that's why it's even more unforgivable! Such a guy is never allowed to live in the world, although it is a pity to make a lot less money because of this, but his belief in God is more important than money.

"Then enough fun, I changed my mind, this time I won't show mercy to my subordinates, I want to destroy you completely!" Rolda showed a fierce expression that was completely incommensurate with the status of a priest who saved the wounded, and the magic in his body was completely liberated, and the wind that rolled up filled his robes, dancing wildly on the hem of his clothes, giving people the illusion that he was about to fly.

"Ah, there's a lot more I want to ask you, but I've had enough," the skeleton held up the little monster in the palm of its hand, and then the magic released from its fingertips wrapped the little monster in its entirety, looking like it was in a bubble, and then the little monster floated into the air like a hydrogen balloon.

Rolda's eyes widened, barely in disbelief at what she had seen.

It can make otherwise flightless creatures fly into the air, and there is nothing wrong with the flying magic that the skeleton just used just now. Flying magic is a second-class magic, and there are not a few creatures that can use it, and Rolla can also make himself fly.

If it were just the skeleton flying on its own, Rolla wouldn't have been so surprised. And now the situation is that the skeleton itself did not fly, but let the monster cub fly into the air. The second level of flying magic is limited to oneself, and it is not easy to make a creature other than oneself fly. Although it is only a matter of the object of action, the principle and difficulty of magic are completely different.

Making creatures other than oneself fly is the magic of the fourth estate, and it's even more unbelievable that the skeletons don't chant at all!

"The battle over there is over, so let's end it quickly, I still have to go and treat Aceles, it's going to be too late." The skeleton said in an extremely leisurely tone, and from that tone there was no sense of urgency at all in the battle, but more like it was playing a game.

Rolda is a strong person who has defeated a sub-high-level undead like the Soul Eater Monster, and a monster with a six-star difficulty by the standards of an adventurer, and the divine power it exudes should be completely felt even by skeleton soldiers with low perception. And the skeleton soldier in front of him didn't show the slightest fear, and it gave people a feeling of ease.

It's so unusual, no, it's more than unusual, it's not logical at all! Rolda looked at his companion, judging from the state of Dilocle's current split in two, there was indeed no hope of survival, so the "Four Claws" were left alone.

A skeleton soldier and a dying goat-man can handle it even if you are the only one left, and you can still complete the mission. But there was a desire to retreat in my heart, and at this moment such an idea seemed groundless and even a little absurd.

Rolda used magic perception again, and after separating from the monster cub, the weak magic emitted by the skeleton also disappeared, and now it was almost impossible to perceive magic around it. It's just a skeleton, what the hell am I worried about? Rolda let out a slight sneer from her mouth, laughing at her own paranoia. Although a lot of inexplicable things had happened just now, he preferred to trust the judgment through magical power, and the stronger the magician, the stronger the magic emitted, this is a self-evident truth!

Ignoring his instincts of constant warnings, Rolda sings about magic, and it is this choice that sets him on the path to destruction.

"Third Tier Lower Magic-Holy Light Arrow!"

With the activation of the magic, dozens of magic arrows with magical power flew towards the skeleton, but the skeleton did not use any defensive measures and just walked leisurely towards itself. The powerful arrows of light made a continuous explosion and kicked up a cloud of dust, which was the sound of hitting the target.

"Hmph, what, that's it," judging that the skeleton had been completely shattered at this moment, Rolla let out a sigh of relief.

However, the rhythmic sound of footsteps reached his ears, and the skeleton emerged from the dust unscathed, the arrows that were supposed to hit the skeleton only left a trail of explosion on the ground behind it.

This scene made Rolda take a small step back, the same situation as before, if the previous two holy fireballs did not hit the target, you can use the excuse of accidentally missing to comfort yourself, but this time the fifteen light arrows all missed, it is not a simple sentence that misses can be explained.

The word magical resistance came to Rolda's mind out of place, impossible, impossible, although he couldn't think of anything else, but he still didn't want to believe it, indeed, how could he believe that if he accepted this statement, it meant that he had no chance of victory.

"What the hell did you bastard?!" Rolla let out a cry that was almost a roar.

"I told you it was magical resistance!" The skeleton replied in a flat tone like an absolute king.

"What are you kidding, you don't exude any magic at all!" Trying desperately to refute the other party, Rolla yelled.

"Ah, well, this seems to be the reason for this body, and the skeleton soldier seems to be a creature that can't use magic by default, so the body will block the emission of magic power by itself, and I'm really sorry if you misunderstand something." The skeleton bowed its head slightly, and behaved like a human again.

However, this time Rolla was not angry, because the magic that accompanied such an act was unimaginably amazing.

Rolda's eyes widened, and that look made one wonder if his eyeballs would fall like this. The incredible feeling of oppression made his whole body tremble unconsciously, and at the same time, the air around him seemed to be stripped away, and although he kept inhaling the air, he still felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Under such torment, it seems that even a second seems extraordinarily long.

Then his vision was covered by a pitch-black ball of light, and although he realized in his mind that it was an energy body that gathered the power of darkness, his body was completely immobilized by fear, which was the result of the subconscious mind fully accepting the fact of death before life died.

Now all of Rolda's hopes are pinned on the magic she is proud of, the Holy Barrier, and yes, it is the divine power, which is completely capable of resisting the invasion of darkness!

However, the barrier was being corroded, and the golden light was gradually turning black, and Rolda felt as if he was being bitten by thousands of insects.

"It's over, then I'll give it back to you, 'It's a sad guy who can't recognize the difference in strength between me and the enemy'." The skeleton's flat voice passed through the space filled with negative energy and into Rolda's ears.

It was a frustrating thing to be given back his words to him, but at this moment Rolda was not angry at all, because all his consciousness was dominated by the deep fear of imminent death.

"You, what the hell?" Engulfed by endless darkness, a cry of pain emanated from the depths of the abyss.

"If you ask me my name, my name is Kilgaru," the skeleton hesitated for a moment, as if not knowing what to answer.

"Now? So before, what was before? I know, you are the Demon God, the Demon God Mondbar, there will be no mistakes, there will be no mistakes! Life was ruthlessly deprived of negative energy, and Rolda shouted her last words hoarsely.

Without waiting for the skeleton to respond, the vitality of "Darkening" Rolda was completely exhausted.

However, perhaps there was no need to respond at all, and Rolda's heart had already decided at the last moment. That is, it is the legendary demon god who defeats himself, because only the demon god can make his own natural advantage over the undead lose so badly. Only by thinking in this way can you accept the fact that you are afraid of being unable to move.

My luck is really bad, obviously His Highness has already told me that he will appoint me as the head of the magic genus of the new empire after completing this mission.

It's a shame that I'm only one step away from becoming a nobleman, and I'm just one step away from making those who despised me bow down to me.

But after doing so many bad things, I can't blame others for becoming like this.

It's just that

It's just that I'm sorry for Ogan's little ghost.,I'm a crybaby.,How pitiful it would be to cry if I learned about my brother's death.,I really don't want to die.。 But the money he has saved over the years is enough for him.

The last thing that came to mind was his brother's cheek, and the day before he left for Jurrant, he had made an agreement to buy him a real magic wand, but that agreement could not be made.

After that, Rolla lost consciousness forever, and the group known as the "Four Claws" completely disappeared from this world.