"Click-"

The air in front of him shattered like a lens, and the place stirred by the holy light turned into a bleak nothingness.

At this time, the teammates were all pushed away by the qi wave, only Wu Yi and Joseph were pulled by the holy light, still frozen in place. But the collapsed space has spread, and if he doesn't leave, Joseph doesn't know what will happen, but Wu Yi is destined to hang up once.

At this point, there was no time to think about it, Wu Yi struggled back, and finally rolled out by inertia.

At the moment when he broke free, the air in front of him suddenly retracted, and then the dazzling light struck his whole body with a stinging pain.

"Hum-" The mind was empty, and time seemed to be stretched by a pair of invisible hands, and after a long time, the long-lost consciousness slowly recovered.

The blood floated into the sky, and in an instant it was evaporated. Wu Yi inhaled cold air, and his whole body was covered with shocking wounds except for his face that was protected by his hands.

As if stabbed by an invisible arrow, blood oozed along the edge of the wound, and then turned into wisps of white smoke under the direct rays of holy light. A stream of heat suddenly burst out from the mark on the back of his hand, surging quickly all over his body, the injuries on Wu Yi's body began to heal, and even the blood volume was slowly rising.

The pain was gradually dissipating, and Wu Yi couldn't help but feel glad that thanks to the mysterious mark on the back of his hand, this mysterious pattern called "Holy Radiance".

"Damn! Unexpectedly...... Ahem. You have abused the power of the Holy Radiance in such a way, ahem......" Joseph's appearance was not much better, his magnificent robes were torn to shreds, and only a few strands of cloth hung around his neck, and at first glance, he looked like a shaman in a barbarian tribe.

With a violent cough, Joseph stood firm with his staff, "Hehe, I didn't expect that the Holy King's bloodline had fallen to such a field, and he actually gave the Holy Light to an outsider, a ...... Mortal! ”

Listening to this tone, it seems that Shenghui is still something exclusive to the Saint King's lineage, so who is Tasuomillon who engraved this mark on the back of Wu Yi's hand?

However, Wu Yi did not allow Wu Yi to think much about it at the moment, and Joseph calmed down and began to chant the incantation, and a string of obscure words came out of his mouth.

From slow to fast, as the speed of the thought continued to increase, scattered white light sprinkled from the vault overhead, this time, the multicolored vault could no longer resist the illumination of the holy light, and a colorful rain fell in the crisp sound.

In the dynamic light curtain, everyone was marked with holy light again, followed by the finger of Joseph's staff, and the mark turned into an arm and stuck Wu Yi's throat.

Unable to breathe, Wu Yi slammed a few times, but he couldn't shake the restraint of the Holy Light's arm at all, his face was flushed, and he stared in the direction of the boss.

The next moment, the holy light arm was thrown, and Wu Yi fell out involuntarily, at this time, Joseph's eyes froze, the tip of the staff suddenly lit up, and a beam of light shot out.

In the blink of an eye, the beam of light was in front of him, but Wu Yi's figure suddenly disappeared from Joseph's eyes.

"Shadow Shift!"

At the same time as the beam hit the wall, Wu Yi also flashed behind the boss, and the Eternal Blade quietly poked forward.

"Poof—"

Blood splattered, and a -388 damage value floated out of Joseph's head, it seems that after being injured, the boss's defense ability has decreased a lot, and then a backstab, another more than five hundred damage flew out.

However, Joseph is also a level 38 Enhancement Lord, and in the previous collision of holy lights, he almost suffered full damage head-on, so that his blood volume plummeted, and even so, he still has more than 90,000 health.

Even if he stood still, Wu Yi would have to cut for a long time to kill this boss.

Joseph was not stupid enough to sit still, and as soon as he turned around, his staff slammed down on the ground, and sacrificed—

White flames poured out from the surface, weaving into a terrifying area of three yards square, and several numbers of -100 appeared on Wu Yi's head.

After equipping the Deadly Blood Pattern Boots, Wu Yi no longer enjoyed the stamina bonus of the pirate disguise, so he didn't dare to stay in the Holy Flame area for a long time, dodged and retreated a few steps, while constantly raising his hand and using the Holy Radiance to absorb another holy light spell shot by the boss.

"Jumping clown!" Joseph waved his hand again, and the holy fire on the ground suddenly flew in all directions, and a dazzling curtain of light burst out at that moment.

"Damn!" Wu Yi rolled out, but his body was still adhered to by a few sparks, and his health was cut again. By this moment, his blood volume was only in his early 800s.

The waves of fire dissipated, the ground maintained residual heat, and a certain winter and a few melee battles rushed up, and the flying swords brought out pieces of blood on the boss's body.

However, Joseph's attention was still on Wu Yi, and he seemed to have decided that the person with the Holy Radiance was the most important target to be eliminated, and a low chant sounded, and another wave of magical fireworks burst out of thin air.

The next battle is a bit of a regular boss fight, but the team's tank has been replaced by a thief, and most of the time, this thief is constantly dodging in embarrassment.

Ten minutes, in just ten minutes, Wu Yi began to gasp violently, although Shenghui was still transmitting waves of heat, but his body was on the verge of losing his strength.

Dizzy, sweat streaked across the wound and brought out a burst of heat, the sore numbness spread from his shoulders to his fingertips, and after a while, he was afraid that he would not even have the strength to raise his hand.

If one more Holy Light Wing can be released, I'm afraid the battle will be over!

Shaking his head, Wu Yi hurriedly banished the fantasy out of his mind, instead of pinning his hopes on the completely uncontrolled wings of holy light, it was better to concentrate on dodging.

I don't know how long I can hold on, Wu Yi tried his best to block the attack, and at the same time, his feet moved towards the boss little by little, and it was definitely not his style to be pressed to death because he was out of strength.

Joseph's blood is still 50,000 left, and at this time, the holy flame is ignited again, and there are two fewer teammates in close combat, and it seems that killing the boss is already a luxury.

-100

-100

……

At this time, the numbers floating above the heads of both sides are meaningless, and everyone is venting the depression in their hearts. It's a pity that they were just a little bit away from being able to get through the dungeon.

Although with normal strength, their team simply could not challenge the level 38 Enhanced Lord, but after the battle of Bertario, Scarlet Ghost Knight, and the Ruins of the Barracks, almost everyone was full of hope.

It was only at this moment that they had to admit the difference in strength.

A tingling pain suddenly spread throughout his body, Wu Yi's footsteps staggered for a while, and under his left ribs, a beam of light arrow passed through his body, and sleepiness swept over. The eyelids seemed to be heavy, and then as soon as the legs went weak, I felt that the whole person had fallen into an endless abyss.

In a trance, a light lit up in front of him, and an old voice sounded: "Actually, the power has always been in your hands......"