Chapter 312: The Caster's Fighting Style

The smoke cleared, and Harvey stood in the back of his place intact, surrounded by colorful light.

The pact with the Diamond Elf blocked the fatal blow.

Brushing the dust off her clothes, Harvey looked at Joan of Arc not far away with a solemn expression, the elegant and luxurious black evening dress was burning, and the burned embers formed a black armor that covered her body, making it even more heroic.

Harvey had to admit that he had underestimated her after all, that she was not using the power of the magic side, and that strange flame seemed to be created out of thin air, and it was impossible to feel the traces of the flow of the aether.

Bloodline knights or spellcasters need to store the aether element in the body and convert it into magic, and then transform it according to the established rules, to put it bluntly, the caster is using the power of the world, and in areas without the aether element, the caster is no different from ordinary people.

Joan of Arc's flame came from itself.

This is the power of the church, and Joan of Arc was not blindly close just now, she has a wealth of combat skills and experience.

All of this shows that Joan of Arc does not rely on the aether, known as the universal element, to exert its combat power, which makes Harvey feel troubled, the thin aether element is a common shackle for spellcasters here, but this layer of unlocking can only limit Harvey alone.

Harvey said slowly: "I have heard that there is a kind of ascetic in the church called the vicarious, they are good at exercising their bodies, they think that the spirit is above the body, and they have turned their bodies into the sharpest weapons after years of training, and I can't imagine the day when they really have insights. ”

"I've only scratched the surface compared to the surrogates." Joan of Arc shook her armoured right hand, and there was a clattering sound of steel grinding as she adjusted to her current physical condition. Her long silver-white hair was scattered, her face was filled with excitement, and a flaming black sword appeared as her right hand swung horizontally.

Is this Joan of Arc really not a berserker?

In normal times, Harvey can be sure that he is not the opponent of the saint in front of him, the church used to be a huge strength to compete with the magic association, and the existence of the name of the saint belongs to a very high-level figure in the church, if it is replaced by the class of spellcasters, every saint or saint must have the strength above the caster of the title class.

"Hmph." Harvey snorted coldly, his mouth was as fast as a wriggling reciting a complex spell, behind Harvey, the magic array that protected the manor showed the prototype, and it can be seen that dozens of magic arrays with a radius of nearly 100 meters above the manor lit up, overlapping and rotating, and the complex star inscriptions on it followed Harvey's setting to frantically devour the etheric elements of the void.

The starlight is gorgeous, the pillar of light pierces the night sky and pours into the magic array of the manor, the visual effect is very shocking, this is the magic array is pulling the magic contained in the outer region of the world, that is, above the atmosphere, although the ether element is invisible, its distribution law can be followed.

The gems that the Bleak Abyss gave to Harvey were equivalent to delicate parts, and with those gems, Harvey could freely set up some high-spec and even large-scale magic arrays called magic projects.

As if the heavens and the earth were changing, a magic array of this scale also moved Joan of Arc.

Harvey's body floated into the air, and dozens of magic arrays of different sizes lit up behind him, each of which was swallowing a huge amount of ether element, following the structure of the magic array to inhale, compress, and transform, turning into an extremely destructive death ray. If you look closely at the center of the magic circle, you can see that there is a magnificent ruby the size of a grain of rice in the center of each magic circle.

The earth is tumbling, and the heavy silver water that was exploded just now melts into the interior of the earth, turning into the channel of the ether element to build a special magic array, which is the real function of the heavy silver water, and the heavy silver water is called the highest masterpiece of construction science not because of its freely changing form, the heavy silver water itself is an all-powerful magic array, which can freely transform all the matter it touches into a constructed creature.

Heavy Silver Waters turned into a dozen sludge-like constructed creatures, the tumbling sludge immune to all physical attacks.

At the same time, the magic circle is also helping Harvey analyze the information of the enemy in front of him, and the caster's battle is not purely a competition for destructive power, but more importantly, intelligence.

"The mental intensity cannot be determined, and it is expected that the [Transfiguration] will not work."

"The fastest speed of movement is about 130 meters per second, and it is not clear if there is a higher upper limit."

"The destructive power of the flame is second-class, and the energy index and nature of the contained energy cannot be determined, if the flame directly touches the magic array, it may cause collapse."

The aether absorbed by the magic array is constantly transformed into the magic that Harvey uses, which is the terrifying power that a spellcaster can exert in his own territory, and now Harvey has endless magical power, and can show his knowledge power as he pleases.

"Interesting, it's been a long time since I've seen a true blasphemer, and you're the only one who can afford it."

Zhende's tone was indifferent, and the more the flames burning around him, the closer the constructed creatures were directly scorched by the high temperature, covered with a layer of charred black.

"Whew!"

A bullet-like stone struck Joan of Arc's head, and she dodged it with a slight turn of her face, but a piece of her silver hair was scraped off by the stone.

Hundreds of small stones appear on the surface of the bodies of the mud-like constructed creatures, their bodies are made of dirt, which can continuously replenish the wear and tear of the body from the general body, the attack method of the mud is very simple, their bodies are made of dirt into a special high-pressure cavity, it is not appropriate to say that it is a pistol, it is more like a grenade in an explosive state, they can freely control their body to spray gravel comparable to bullets.

Each stone has a terrifying lethality equivalent to that of a sniper rifle, and the average person's body is estimated to be torn to shreds if hit.

The tentative attack of the mud puppet angered the holy woman, and when the heroic sword eyebrows were upside down, and when the right hand covering the armor waved horizontally, the flames were generated out of thin air, baking the surrounding mud into scorched earth, these flames did not have the power to destroy the heavy silver water for the time being, so no matter how high the flame temperature was, the heavy silver water was slowly reshaping the body of the mud.

"It's useless, unless you bake the entire kingdom to scorched earth." Harvey, who was standing in mid-air and observing, sneered.

"Papapapa~!"

A machine-gun fire rang out, and hundreds of stones shot at Joan of Arc, blocking off all her dodge space.

"Woo Woo Woo ~ "

The air continued to scream bullets, but none of the high-speed jets of stone could get close to Joan of Arc's body, and the stone was burned by the flames the moment it touched her armor, leaving wisps of white smoke in its wake.

"These flies are really annoying, and if you kill the caster, they'll crumble anyway." Joan of Arc looked up and stared coldly at Harvey in mid-air.

The black sword transformed into a spear, and the head of the spear ignited black flames, which she threw with great force.

"Huh!"

However, her idea was frustrated, and the flame from the muzzle of the gun was meant to penetrate the magic circle that protected Harvey's body, but the spear accidentally disappeared directly through Harvey's body into the night sky.

Illusion!?

Joan of Arc's pale golden narrow pupils contracted, and the saints of the church basically had the ability to see through the flow of the aetheric element, but in her eyes, Harvey standing in the void was indeed the same person.