Artifact, what is an artifact.

In fact, if you really want to talk about artifacts, the vast majority of things that are called artifacts in the Sibian civilization are fake.

Of course, this is not to say that these "counterfeit artifacts" are not powerful enough, and within the protection of civilization, these "counterfeit artifacts" have indeed reached the pinnacle of what can be achieved within the rules of civilization.

But the real artifacts are not them, only in the hands of the gods, the utensils are truly called "artifacts".

Armed with true gods, a powerful being that transcends the rules of civilization.

The "Starfall" long stick in the hands of the magic god Ita, made from the core of the Death Star, is the best among the artifacts.

With a sweep of the stick, the starry sky territory where Ita was located was covered in a faint blue light in an instant.

Looking up, everything was gone, the blue light deprived him of sight and perception, and the slightly young middle-aged wizard who was targeted by Ita changed his face drastically, and opened his mouth to let out a silent scream.

The soul fluctuations spread across the starry sky in an instant.

"Protect me!" This is the meaning contained in the fluctuations of the soul of a middle-aged wizard.

The dark blue long stick swept down, and the giant bones that shimmered with brilliant golden brilliance instantly appeared on the middle-aged wizard's side, protecting the middle-aged wizard inside.

Starfall slammed into the thick golden sternum, and fine cracks emerged one after another.

After three seconds, the golden bone broke, and the attack of the magic god Ita was narrowly blocked by the middle-aged wizard.

The collision of the Starfall Rod and the golden sternum caused a violent cosmic storm, and the shockwave that was variable to the naked eye spread out in all directions.

The strong wind blew on his face, and just now he recalled the death threat that had been forgotten for thousands of years, and the middle-aged wizard couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his forehead.

This is a bone dragon with a wingspan of 1,000 meters, the golden skeleton exudes a mysterious aura, it looks like a beautiful work of art from a distance, the only fly in the ointment is in its chest, it has a section of the sternum disappeared, destroying the overall beauty of the golden bone dragon.

With the appearance of the golden bone dragon, a wave of irritability and panic quietly surged into Ita's heart, and the magic fighting god Ita was slightly stunned and then sneered twice, raised Starfall and pointed at the majestic golden bone dragon, and said, "Fear aura? It's all left over from some Sibian evil gods, and it's not easy to crack the fear. [This bone frame will be blown up by me]. ”

Ita was like a secret method of speech and spirit, Ita calmly hypnotized herself, so the next moment, the vigorous battle spirit swept away the shadow of fear in her heart, and among the gods who had not yet "gone out" in Sibia, Ita, the best fighting god in battle, broke out again.

The extremely brilliant seven-colored magic power converged into a river of magic power, which poured into Ita's body in an instant, and under the explosion of magic power, Ita's momentum rose day by day.

The river of magic diverted into Starfall's hand, and Starfall's blue light bloomed again.

The face of the middle-aged wizard who confronted Ita changed again and again, and in the face of Ita's domineering momentum, the middle-aged wizard gritted his teeth, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

The middle-aged wizard understands that his opponent is now gathering momentum, and if he succeeds in accumulating momentum, and his will and momentum are damaged, the next battle will not be easy to fight!

So it is necessary to interrupt the other party.

Sell!

The middle-aged wizard let out a silent scream again, and the golden bone dragon received the order, and immediately pounced towards Ita's location, and at the same time, a dark bone hand appeared in the middle-aged wizard's hand, and he grabbed it, and then his lips moved slightly.

The middle-aged wizard seemed to be muttering something in a low voice.

The next moment, a sinister power spread out from the middle-aged wizard's body, like a shadow under the darkness, lurking into the darkness of the starry sky in the blink of an eye, and touching it towards the location of the magic god Ita.

Ancient Witch Spells. Tragedy of the Dead.

This is a curse, a vicious and strange curse, a vicious curse that takes ten years of life for the caster, and anyone who falls under this curse will have their souls decayed, even if they are strong at the level of the Eight-Ring Wizard!

The middle-aged wizard who had escaped into the darkness couldn't help but sneer twice as he looked at Ita who was confronting his pet Golden Bone Dragon, as if he could already see this powerhouse from another world being torn to pieces by his Golden Bone Dragon due to the exhaustion of his soul power.

Dressed in a cool summer warrior shirt, Ita felt a little cold, and then she sneezed.

Looking at the attacking golden bone dragon, Ita was a little excited, this skull dragon was quite strong, after many years, Ita finally had a sandbag that could use her fists and feet.

Ita, the god of magic fighting, is very satisfied with this.

The middle-aged immortal wizard hidden in the darkness of the starry sky almost popped out when he saw this scene.

What's going on? The vicious curse "Song of the Dead", which cost him ten years of life, has failed?

The middle-aged wizard was a little confused, in fact, it wasn't that he was stupid, just now he also saw a little "abnormality" of Ita, but the middle-aged wizard was a little unbelievable, he spent ten years of life in exchange for the vicious curse, and when he came to his opponent's side, he could only let the other party sneeze?

Isn't that a little disrespectful for the ten-year lifespan of a middle-aged wizard? For a moment, the middle-aged wizard's spirit became deranged.

"This guy may have a constitution that is immune to witchcraft." At this moment when the middle-aged wizard was stunned, the long-eyebrow old wizard standing behind the middle-aged wizard raised his eyebrows and reminded his stunned companion.

As the old wizard spoke, a dark red bolt of lightning shot out from his staff, striking at Ita who was struggling with the golden bone dragon at an unbelievable speed.

"Shield!"

But just as the dark red lightning was about to hit Ita, a strange voice that could vocalize in the starry sky suddenly sounded. A transparent energy shield glowing with a faint pink glow appeared beside Ita, blocking the dark red lightning thrown by the old wizard with incredible precision.

The old wizard looked up and met a girl in a gorgeous golden dress with a strange pair of eyes, and the golden pupils that shimmered with stars met the old wizard's dark red eyes.

Chant and goddess of pleasure. Charty, it was this one who blocked the old wizard's sneak attack on the magic god Ita.

Charty bowed, and slowly drew the thin sword hanging from her waist, this sword was as dazzling as its owner, and the whole body of the sword seemed to be glittering.

Holding the rapier, which looked indistinguishable from the craft, Charty had a faint chuckle on her face.

At the same time she hummed an unknown ballad, some lively melodies spreading from Charty's mouth.

The light of the increase continued to flicker on Charty's body.

Song Blessing: Strength, Agility, Intuition, Mana, Vision, Bravery......

That's right, just in Xia Ti's light hum, a series of auxiliary forces poured into Xia Ti's body, so the next moment, Xia Ti's momentum began to rise.

Charty looked up, and the golden stars sparkled brightly: "Let me use your body to compose a lament, sinner!" ”