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The light of the holy sword Ayerslan shone, and the blade came into contact with an amethyst-like arcane ball of light, and the frenzied primordial magic swept towards Shiloh like a volcanic eruption.

Shiloh doesn't dodge or dodge, he retreats as advances, and his pace accelerates!

When fighting against this skill, hesitation will fall into passivity, only forward is the best defense, Shiloh suddenly accelerated to avoid the gushing tide of magic power, and the holy sword drove straight in, and it was about to pierce Geralhaid's shoulder.

A translucent wall of hexagonal prisms immediately appeared on Geralhaide's body, and the tremendous force hindered the advance of the holy sword, which was the unquestionable law of all things, and the origin of the world that the arcanists were seeking.

However, under Shiloh's sword, this law only lasted for less than a second, and then it clicked, shattering like glass, Geralhaide's face was full of surprise, the prismatic armor would fail, which meant that the damage that this blow could cause was far beyond the range of his magic power, which was a blow comparable to the full force of the gold order!

Geralhide was already completely panicked in his heart, he didn't expect that this little priest who seemed to only have a bronze rank would hide so many tricks, and seeing that the pale blue sword blade was submerged in his military uniform, Gerala Hyde decided to make a last effort.

"Spectre Blade!"

This is the Arcanist's melee skill, and in an instant, countless blades of extremely sharp blades made of magic appear in front of Geralhide, this move is fast, and can dismantle unprotected enemies in seconds, and the Arcanist often uses this trick to break the game when faced with a profession that sticks to him in close quarters.

Geralhaide's subconscious behavior Shiloh naturally knew it well, only to see him let go of the holy sword in his hand, the moonlight suddenly scattered, and when the silver-gray particles were scattered, Shiloh's palm flashed a white light, and the world strings were intertwined, forming a magic circle.

Claustrophobic in the soul!

There was no way to hide, and it was as if Geralheid had seen several chains coming from all directions, binding his limbs and body tightly, even if he wanted to use magic, but the world strings did not move.

In front of the mage, the claustrophobic soul with the effect of silence is simply a big killer, and at this moment, Geralhaide can neither move nor cast spells, like meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of Shiloh.

Just as Shiloh raised his right hand, preparing to cast the Sword of Judgment and drop Geralhide in front of him, a sense of danger hit him, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, and just as he could make a move, a long sword appeared behind him.

It was a slender sword that seemed to give more importance to thrusts than slashes, and looking behind the blade was the hemispherical gauntlet, and Hicrates holding the sword.

“！！！”

One move was not settled, one move was raised again, the long sword was quickly withdrawn, and stabbed out again, Shiloh could only continue to dodge, this back and forth, in less than three seconds, more than ten swords were stabbed in a row!

This is a swordsman of the bayonet genre, and the attack frequency is very high, and although the dotted attack distribution is not as wide as the usual slash, it is more penetrating and can better catch its flaws against heavily armored enemies.

Shiloh had seen several swordsmen in his previous life, but the master had not met them, he had only been an ordinary swordsman before, but at this moment, seeing this flowing sword move, he really realized the horror of the stabbing sword flow.

"Hicrates, keep your mouth alive."

From the doorway came the voice of Prince Leotis, and the owner of the sword stopped his movements.

Silver peak, bayonet sword flow, Shiloh didn't expect this Hicrates to be such a difficult enemy, he knew that the effect of the Glorious Horn was nearing the end, and in the future, he still had injuries on his body, and he couldn't match the two silvers, he had to end the battle quickly.

"Yes."

Hicrates nodded slightly, and stepped forward.

The sword moves like meteors immediately fell, and Shiloh retreated step by step, while silently counting the countdown to the claustrophobic soul in his heart.

Touching the hard wall behind him, Shiloh knew he had no way out.

Hicrates was at ease, adjusting his position slightly, and then holding his sword in one hand, the blade striking Shiloh in an eerie arc.

It's here!

Shiloh lowered his body slightly, dodging the first blow, only to see that although the sword was small, as soon as it touched the wall, it carved a huge hole in the heavy masonry, and people couldn't help but think of what it would be like if they were directly hit by this sword technique.

Without the slightest respite, the second blow followed.

This second blow came from below, the opposite of the first, making it difficult to dodge.

However, Shiloh still has a wealth of combat experience, although he has not fought with the master of the sword stream, but through some common sword moves, he can still guess a little, he hurriedly dodged sideways, and his shoulder hit the wall straight like this, and the armor collided with the masonry, making a loud noise.

The third blow was delivered even before the second blow was over.

In Shiloh's eyes, Hicrates' sword had taken on an afterimage, falling like countless raindrops, an attack that could not be defended against by the movements of human reflexes alone.

Shiloh didn't choose to defend, though.

The magic circle in his palm circled, and the world's string entanglement structure built the last magic technique.

The sword of judgment, hanging high in the sky.

"Humph!"

Hicrates was making fun of Hilo's innocence, how could this slow magic hurt a swordsman at the pinnacle of silver, but when he saw the landing point of his sword of judgment, Hicrates showed a surprised expression.

Shiloh's chosen target of attack is himself!

The silver-white blade fell, piercing through Shiloh's armor and through the floor of the mansion, and Shiloh leaned against the wall, brushing against his own sword of judgment, and then followed the momentum of the floor's fall, leaping downward, and disappearing from the eyes of several people.

At this time, Geralhider's soul claustrophobia was also at the end, and he hurriedly drove the staff to release all the spells engraved in it, and for a while, the violet electricity, the raging tornado, and the dark red disintegration ray were all released, but between the smoke and rubble, they did not hit Shiloh.

"That's enough."

Hicrates was still hesitant to pursue, but Prince Leotis raised his hand to stop him.

"He was seriously wounded, and he couldn't run far, Geralhaide, put the soldiers of the whole city under martial law, and said that a priest tried to assassinate the prince and failed, and absconded, and everyone who reported it was seriously injured."

"Yes."

Glancing at the huge void in the corner, Geralhide clenched the staff in his hand. (To be continued.) )