The magic set of the Dharma Profession can be called the high-end storage of magic props, and even most mid-level alchemists are not capable of making zuò. The materials and magic items needed are even more precious, and the idle mages are not able to raise them. Therefore, the Bracada Dharma set has always been priceless, and any set that appears on the market will be quickly grabbed by high-level mages and even Grand Arcanists, and it will be difficult to circulate.

And now Catherine opened her mouth to order a legal suit, and the asking price is not high.

However, the werewolf took out a bet that Moriarty could not refuse.

Hydra, also known as the legendary Hydra Monster, is a top-level magical beast that inhabits the depths of the Tartaglia Swamp, not only possessing the strength of an extremely strong man, but also possessing a photographable talent for self-healing. Legend has it that this beast is unkillable as long as it does not cut off nine of Hydra's heads at the same time. As a result, there have been few records of being able to kill a hydra monster since records began. Even, in the treacherous terrain of the harsh swamp, Hydra, who can freely shuttle through the mire, has a considerable environmental bonus, and even if it is besieged by several extreme paths, it has a chance to break through the siege and retreat.

On the other hand, the body of the hydra monster contains an extremely rare crystal, the "Pearl of Hydra". Legend has it that this beautiful pink glow contains the essence of the Hydra's natural essence, and if it can be extracted, it can obtain the self-healing ability of the Hydra part, and it is more likely to regenerate the severed limb. Therefore, Catherine took out this bet and hit Moriarty's "seven inches". Nothing else can be left behind, but the Pearl of Hydra is one of the very few treasures that can bring White's broken arm back to life. So Moriarty had to "take the bait".

"Is this the real thing?"

If Catherine's hand is really the Pearl of Hydra, it will only be worth more compared to the French set. But the cunning werewolf has always been ruthless, and Moriarty has to be on guard.

"You don't have to question a scepter shaman!" The werewolf smirked.

"I'm sorry, but your credit is bankrupt in Fort Ford Night Market." Moriarty also sneered.

"It's between friend and foe, how can it be compared to the promise in the sacred gladiatorial arena." Regarding the other party's pursuit of the old matter, Catherine was also calm: "If you are not at ease, I can ask my father to guarantee it." The credibility of a Grand Duke of Croulaud must also be worthy of your trust. ”

"Lord Duke?" Moriarty was meticulous and turned his gaze to the Werewolf Grand Duke.

"Yes, I am willing to vouch for Catherine." Midamoia glanced at the two of them.

"That's right. I have no objections. Moriarty nodded.

"Good. Let's get started. I can't wait to wear the cute outfit! Hehe..."The werewolf seemed to be full of confidence in the victory, and turned the wolf's head scepter in her hand and made an inviting gesture to the other party.

"As a word of advice, don't let me kill you." Moriarty just sneered.

The next moment. The third game officially began. Either on the side of Midamoa. Or on the side of Olympus. They all stared at the two people on the field with great concentration. The current situation is no longer a question of who will spend the last percent of the shares, but more involves a set of legal suits, a pearl of Hydra, and a period of chaos of life and death feud many years ago.

"You've improved a lot compared to before. Human mage. Looking at Moriarty, Catherine suddenly smiled, but then showed a pair of sharp canine teeth: "But it's still not enough!" ”

When the words fell, I saw the female werewolf cross her arms in front of her chest, and at the same time she drank in a deep voice, and an invisible strong wind immediately roared. The whirlwind came out and disappeared, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be greatly attracted, and it drilled back into the shaman's body.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Catherine's long golden hair, which was neatly tied, broke open and fluttered like a waterfall, like golden waves in the direct sunlight. And its tall body is as straight as a banner at the moment, but it is also more tall and plump, with the already heroic face of the female werewolf, it is like the legendary Valkyrie coming to the world!

"Madness!? Temple Maiden Battle Sacrifice!? ”

Faced with Catherine's astonishing changes, Moriarty couldn't help but blurt out.

Unexpectedly, the female werewolf not only became a scepter shaman at a young age, but also mastered the art of madness. You must know that shamans are still legal professions in the final analysis, and similar to magicians, they are not good at martial arts by nature. Even the ogre shaman Gordon back then only relied on his own flesh and body to hold an iron rod to fight with Moriarty and the others in close combat, but he didn't have any ability to go berserk. And only in the religious system of the god of war, there is a profession called "war sacrifice", which is rare enough to have the two powers of "war song" and "madness".

At present, Catherine's physical appearance change is obviously a clear proof of the mid-level madness, and it can be seen that she has been inaugurated as the "God of War Goddess War Sacrifice".

However, what is interesting is that when they saw the "transformation" of the female werewolf, everyone on both sides of the gladiatorial arena was equally surprised. Even Ronnie and Margaret looked surprised, as they didn't seem to know the secret before. Only the Duke remained indifferent.

"You're not the only one who has progressed."

The female warrior smiled proudly, then paused the golden wolf scepter in her hand and began to chant loudly:

Battle Song - "Light of the Eternal Night"!

The night has been a thousand years, like an eternal nightmare;

In the darkness, death feasts, showing the most greedy smile.

I want to wake up, but I can't open my eyes;

The night was too cold and too deep for him to turn a blind eye to.

We are like wild beasts, wandering in the bottomless abyss;

All that is thought is blood and desire.

Over and over again, over and over again, year after year;

We use meanness and ugliness to please the merciless eternal night;

But in exchange for deeper sinking and loss.

……

Until one day, the light, appeared;

Like a spear, like a spear, like a sword, tearing a thick curtain to pieces.

At last, Beamon saw that the way through the night was in sight;

But it's extremely difficult.

In the silence, the broken hearts melted together, and a pair of cold hands held each other;

In order for our descendants not to fall forever into "infernal", come, stride forward!

With the hot blood in your chest, you will extinguish the eternal night!

……

In the high-pitched battle song, a curtain as deep as the night and with the glimmer of pre-dawn enlightenment slowly descended from the sky, with Catherine as the center, forming a virtual circle with a radius of one meter, and finally condensed.

"Weak Demon Enchantment!" His eyes fell on the round screen, and Moriarty let out another exclamation.

"'Theocratic' Battle Song!" Off the field, the Summer Palace knights clenched their fists and almost stepped forward.

"Theocratic war song? What is that? On the other side, Guderian looked confused and couldn't help asking.

"The theocratic war song is a top-level war song that only a glory shaman can sing, sister, she...", as if still immersed in the battle song just now, Margaret said slightly.

"Catherine should still be at the rank of 'Great Scepter Shaman', otherwise the temple would have been celebrated by the whole nation if there were any new glorious shamans. However, the female war priest is the 'darling of my gods', and she can sing war songs one level higher than her own rank. Therefore, it is normal to be able to summon the 'Light of Eternal Night'. On the side, although Clausewitz's voice was calm, there was a strange light in his eyes. The theocratic war song, the top war song in the world of Beamon, can make the pious God of War warrior feel uncontrollable if you can hear it with your own ears.

"You have no chance of winning, human mage. Let's go and prepare a legal suit for me. ”

In the curtain of eternal nightlight, Catherine stood proudly, her eyes looking at Moriarty, full of mockery and contempt.

And what about the mid-level mage, under the "Weak Demon Enchantment" summoned by the god-level war song, all the spells of each system below the third level (including the third level) have "effect -1". In other words, if a first-level spell enters the circle screen, it will be completely invalidated, and the original third-level spell will be downgraded to second-level, and second-level spell will become first-level. On the other hand, the frenzied female war sacrifice not only improves the ontological magic resistance, but also has the melee strength of the mid-level combat class, which can completely resist the legal profession whose strength is "forced to be greatly reduced" and sweep it away.

It can be seen that the female werewolf has been prepared for a long time. Use the Pearl of Hydra as bait to lure Moriarty into the game and easily earn an expensive magic set.

However, Moriarty simply ignored the victory declaration of the war priestess. With a finger of his wand, a magic arrow shot out and shot straight at the werewolf.

"Whew!"

It was only when the magic arrow entered the circle that the "curtain of night" sank slightly, and at the same time, the slight starlight flashed, and the magic arrow disappeared in an instant like snow falling into boiling soup.

"Still not dead?" Ekaterina shook her head indifferently: "The first-level spell is arbitrary, and if it is the second or third level, I will have to do it." ”

This threat could not be clearer, if Moriarty dared to chant a spell above the first level or directly summon the remaining second-level spells in the wand, it would be regarded as "stubborn to the end", and the werewolf would unceremoniously drive the other party away.

"You're talking too much."

Moriarty snorted coldly, and his wand flashed. A "breath of the wind" blew up, and Moriarty immediately retreated sharply. Then, brute strength, endurance, agility, anti-poison... One alchemy potion after another appeared in his hand, and then he drank it directly.

"Oh? So you still have a warrior rank? ”

Moriarty flew back, and everyone on the field and on the sidelines immediately saw that he had a solid combat rank, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Heh, what about the strength of some fighters? If the fourth-level pass cannot be broken, the warrior will just 'not enter the stream'. Do you think that in addition to the 'war sacrifice' of my god, there are other Dharma positions that can also be mid-level war positions? Smiling disdainfully, Catherine immediately twisted the golden wolf scepter in her hand.

Immediately, the middle of the scepter arm stretched out, and at the same time, the golden wolf's head opened upward, and a cold spear blade slowly "spit out" from the wide wolf kiss. However, in an instant, the shaman's scepter just now had turned into a golden war spear nearly two meters long. (To be continued......)

PS: One more chapter.

Singing a war song and asking for a recommendation~