Chapter 274: The Lamp of Morpheis is advanced, and the power of the blood of the gods

"Damn, you can't penetrate his defenses at all, after all, there is too much difference in level."

Roland looked at Metcalfe who was approaching, and a look of solemnity could not help but appear between his brows.

The only thing that is fortunate is that he doesn't seem to be interested in the two Christie. From the beginning of the attack just now, this guy didn't pay attention to them, just attacked him vigorously.

This will never work, and we must find a way to solve this farce.

Just as Roland was thinking, a piercing sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears.

"Damn bastard!"

Roland scolded secretly, and without even looking at the direction of the sound, he immediately used the teleportation skill.

With a bang, silver spatial power emerged in the void, instantly removing him from his place.

He had barely left that position when a pitch-black arrow flew by, thud, and sank deep into the floor, disappearing.

"Fireball! Ice Crystal Spike! Hands of Darkness! ”

As soon as Roland's feet landed on the ground, he immediately used magic cards in succession against Metcalfe, who was not far away.

There was no way around it, as Roland had to interfere with the centaur hero's attacks, or else the arrows would come at him and turn him into a porcupine.

And it was just Metcalfe's normal attack.

If that guy used a special skill, the power of the arrow would never be so weak.

As soon as he finished speaking, scorching flames, icy frost breath, and vague dark power slowly emerged around Roland. With his command, they all rushed to Metcalfe's body.

"Oh my God, Mentor Roland is able to instantaneously perform three spells at the same time?"

Not far away, Retanas saw this scene. I couldn't help but exclaim.

To be able to instantaneously perform one type of magic, that is already a magician with a super high level, but now her mentor can instantaneously perform three kinds of magic at the same time, which is simply a miracle.

Unbeknownst to Retanas, her mentor was not a proper magician at all.

He was able to perform three kinds of magic in an instant, just relying on the power of those mysterious cards.

"Stupid mortals. You think you can defeat me with the fur of these magic? No, not even the dragons, the creators of magic, could defeat me. So...... Give it up...... Accept the coming of death. ”

Metcalfe still had an indifferent look in the face of Roland's attack, as if he didn't care at all.

The former hero of the centaur clan drew an arrow from his back and slowly bent his bow to aim it at the oncoming magical attack.

"No, Lord Roland, run away!"

Suddenly, it was as if Christie had seen something terrifying. yelled at Roland.

“…………”

Roland had already known about the centaur girl's reminder.

But at this time his feet could not move at all, as if he was bound by ropes.

And Metcalfe's movements gave him a feeling of extreme danger, no less than the dark giant outside.

It was at this time that the bow and arrow in Metcalfe's hand finally changed.

I saw that the pitch-black arrow slowly emerged with a trace of red lines, which looked like the blood vessels of the human body, exuding a strange feeling.

But it wasn't the arrow itself that shocked Roland, but the moment it caught the dragon's scale longbow. The magic he unleashed was instantly extinguished, and it only dissipated into the air in an instant.

To know the general collision of forces. If the guide is annihilated, Rolana can still understand.

But now Metcalfe has not launched an attack at all, and he is only relying on momentum to defuse the enemy's attack.

It's just horrible!

"Accept death, mortal."

Metcalfe said lightly, then let go of the finger that grabbed the arrow feather.

There was a muffled pop, and the pitch-black sword flashed away. With a ferocious whistling sound, it struck Roland's head.

Although Roland felt very anxious in his heart, he had no way to escape from the place now.

What to do? What to do!

Watching the time pass by second by second, Roland's heart suddenly felt anxious.

If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid he will really die here.

"Be quiet, you can do it. Since magic doesn't work. So just try something else and think about what else you have in your holes? ”

Suddenly, a strange voice came to Roland's mind.

After hearing this voice, he couldn't help but start thinking.

Cards?

What else could he have to stop that powerful arrow?

Wait a minute...... Since ordinary magic can't work, let's try the power of the gods, don't I still have a silver epic card [Lamp of Morphis].

"Using the power of promotion, the target is the Lantern of Morfis."

The arrow had already reached a distance of half a meter in front of him, and time did not allow him to think about it anymore, so Roland did not hesitate to use the promotion power of the ring.

In an instant, with a buzz, a golden light slowly lit up from the lantern on Roland's waist.

This golden light emerged from Roland's body like a holy light from heaven, slowly spreading towards the surroundings, making people look as if they thought that a god had descended into this world.

With a bang, the moment Metcalfe's arrow touched the golden light, it made a crisp muffled sound as if it had hit a hard object.

And those golden rays of light were like several hungry wolves, frantically devouring the arrow, completely enveloping it.

In a few moments, the arrow was completely swallowed by the golden light, turning into specks of light and dissipating into the air.

But just a few seconds later, a strange scene suddenly happened.

I saw that the light emitted by the lantern was slowly changing, from a holy golden light to an eerie blood-colored light, making the surroundings seem to be soaked in bewitching blood.

In just a few seconds, the entire cemetery hall turned from a holy heavenly court into an incomparably terrifying hell.

Whereas...... Roland is the source of this hell.

"The power of the evil gods?"

Metcalfe looked at Roland, who was covered in blood, and said slowly.

In his opinion, Roland at this time was the embodiment of a god. It is simply impossible for mortals to master this power, otherwise the dominion of the gods would have been overthrown by these stupid mortals a long time ago.

At the same time, Roland didn't know that he had been mistaken for a deity, as he was feeling the power in his body.

This time is very different from the last time when the [Evidence of Shadows] advanced.

How to say that?

If the last time it seemed to dominate all the dark feelings, this time it was endless plunder, the plundering of blood and life.

Roland could already feel the sound of blood calling to his body.

…………………… (To be continued......) R1292