Cracks appeared in the rocky ground beneath his feet, and the white light drew phantom blade marks, and Randall's figure was invisibly magnified in Leo's vision. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first level of mantra magic strengthens faith.

The Second Adjudicator's blade went backwards in the rain, and the white magic that was gathered swirled around it, and the sharp momentum of the swallowing almost turned into a substance.

"Ding! The skill [Third Shelter] has been released, and the current number of uses is 2/3! ”

The moment the skill [Third Protection] was released, the elemental order around Leo collapsed, and all the magic that swept through him like a storm turned into nothingness.

The ordinary knight's sword broke through the swift rain, spilling a clear light, colliding with the dark golden blade, and the four rays of power scattered the sparks, and the heavy force was transmitted to the ground, and the place where the feet were was dented.

Randall was bound to win the blow.

The Second Adjudicator has the effect of increasing the strength of his mana, which is also the ability generated by the Divine Grace Bath, and with the harmony of the Shield of Judgment, his impact power can even penetrate the thick walls of Stormwind City.

But he never thought that the other party could block it with just an ordinary knight's sword, and it was still devouring the magic power on his body.

The blasphemous's magic, the thought flashed through my mind.

"Second level of light magic, the Divine Ring."

Randall's blue eyes were filled with white, and the riotous light element condensed into a ring, spreading wildly around his body.

Being able to chant the cumbersome second-level light magic in an instant is enough to show his high level of magical attainment.

What made him lose his eyes was that the light element that shook out mysteriously disappeared the moment it touched Leo a certain distance, as if it had disappeared into the abyss, without the slightest wave.

At the same time, the force on the second adjudicator increased sharply, and it felt as if he had been hit by a giant beast, and Randall flew out with a muffled grunt.

Stepping on several pieces of hard rock in quick succession, he noticed the dim light of the Second Adjudicator, and for the first time looked at Leo with a shocked gaze.

In just one moment, he released two second-level or higher magic spells one after another, and used the power of the quasi-artifact, and the other party was unscathed, and easily repelled him.

Is this a degenerate, isn't it a monster in human skin?

A slight chill crept up his spine and shaped his body, Randall took a deep breath, and the white magic shone again, and his body attacked Leo again.

Among the mountain peaks and forests not far away, the Moon God Warriors and Priests who had retreated a lot of distance stared at the place where the white light flashed, and their hearts set off turbulent waves.

More and more Golden Festival personnel came out of their tents and braved the rain to watch the battle.

"The invaders and Lord Randall are at war, why don't you come to your aid?"

A long-overdue priest looked at the frozen Moon God warriors and roared angrily, merging with the sound of the rain.

"Only Lord Randall can fight against him, nearly half of the Luna warriors have already died, and the losses of the warrior believers have not yet been counted."

"Take a closer look at that area."

The priest who had previously participated in the battle let out a hoarse voice with heavy eyes.

The priest frowned, his gaze pierced through the chaotic rain and saw the countless corpses at Leo's feet, completely blending into the dark meadow.

Just looking at the mountains of dead bodies and the completely discolored rocky ground, you know the fierceness of the battle.

He couldn't help but move his throat and looked at the white light, a look of disbelief on his face.

"As for the magic scroll, our second-level priests have all assigned mantras-"

"No, it's useless."

"He's like, as terrible as a demon."

The priest gritted his teeth and stared at the faint pale figure in the rain in the distance, his voice trembling.

Randall and Leo continued to fight, and knowing that ordinary attacks would not work, he pretended to raise the Second Inquisitor in his hand, and then unfolded a golden magic scroll under the cover of the shield of judgment.

The third level of mantra magic, the Great Moon Nianliu.

These pure magical powers depicted a golden magic array, enough to make the terrifying power of the rock collapse swirl around the surging light, enveloping Leo's figure in an instant.

"It's not over yet."

Randall looked at the indistinct figure that was drowned out in the light, snorted coldly, and carefully took out a blank piece of paper.

The paper is of a strange material, like smooth silk, with intricate pale lines covering the surface, but on the back there is an enlarged text of the moon god.

The moon is forbidden by demons, and it is said that within this ancient magic array, the source of magic power of any believer will be temporarily cut off.

Every copy of the Moon Demon Forbidden is extremely precious, and the white paper in Randall's hand is a small Moon Demon Forbidden, and he brought a total of three copies before leaving, two of which were used for the blood mage in the mine, and the operation to capture Kelsey, this is the last one, which is used to deal with Leo.

The artifacts of the gods are like rules, no one can cross them, they can't break them.

The pale blue magic array bloomed on the ground beneath Leo's feet, like a delicate flower in full bloom, and an unimaginable ancient aura poured out, and Randall clearly felt that the elemental power around him was being squeezed out.

"The existence of moving elements with strength is the power of a god as vast as a starry sky."

The blue light completely enveloped the front, and Randall let go of the dull golden scroll in his hand, letting it fall to the ground, carefully tucking the white paper into his arms, feeling relieved.

No one survived, and he turned around without hesitation, imagining in his mind the miserable appearance of Leo's form being crushed by the pressure.

"This is what happens to the fallen."

Randall smiled slightly, looked up at the gray and dark rainy night, and took a step in the scattered showers.

"I'm not going to waste any more time with you."

"Natives are natives, and these little tricks of yours are not as good as the Necromantic Sect."

Randall's smile froze on his face as the flat words thundered, and panic quickly replaced a smile as he raised the shield of judgment and quickly turned around with the second adjudicator in his arms.

The magic array that bloomed with dazzling blue light, and the golden streamer slowly disappeared into the darkness, not even dissipating, just like the magic he had been devoured before.

In fact, these magical powers, elements, were distorted and shattered by the power of the [Third Protection], that is, the [Life Cultivation Ring], and thus dissipated into nothingness.

"You depraved! No way! ”

Randall's eyes widened, his blue eyes bloodshot and incredulous.

The snow-bright knight's sword was like the stars of the night, just a slight wave, a faint silver glow like a moonlight, and the huge moonlight that expanded from the bottom to the top, swept and shattered everywhere it went.

"Ding! The skill [Silver Moon Slash] has been released, and it has entered the cooldown! ”

Shrouded in darkness and a terrible storm, a large area of silver light suddenly lit up somewhere on the Red Rock Coast, purer than the moonlight above the sky that was obscured by dark clouds.