Chapter 285: Predicament, Moon Blue Aura, Shock

The god of war, as the supreme lord of the world of Beamon, is said to be invincible in the world with a golden spear in his hand and a flaming chariot in his hand. As an exclusive religious profession under the command of the god of war, it is only natural that the female war priest uses a golden war spear as a blade.

However, unlike ordinary spears, this wolf-headed scepter still has a faint layer of crimson on it, as if it has not been wiped clean. But it is this blood color that gives the golden war spear an additional bonus of "+1 Demon Breaking Attribute". In other words, even if Moriarty summons a first-level defensive spell with a "petrified skin" or a "magic shield", it will be vulnerable and easily broken under the demon-breaking effect of the spear blade.

Moriarty was also keenly aware of the war spear in Catherine's hand and the blood-colored streamer on it, but he did not hesitate to attach a series of first-level spells such as "Four Magical Defenses", "Petrified Skin", "Magical Shield", "Bloodthirsty", and "See-Through Eye". Even if these spells will be completely ineffective once they enter the weak demon barrier of the "Light of the Night", it is better than nothing.

And at this moment, Catherine was already holding a spear and rushing forward.

It was like the most insidious poisonous pit viper, but between the false thorns, the golden war spear actually made a "snort" roar, which was terrifying. Then, the female warrior quickly approached the target, only to see the spear blade instantly burst straight through, turning into a golden thread, and pointing straight at the opponent's shoulder. After all, it still has to rely on Moriarty to make a magic suit, so Catherine is still "careful not to play the opponent - to death".

"Dang!"

With a horizontal slash, the magic sword of Moriarty's right hand with "+1 piercing attribute" and "+1 cutting attribute" blocked the incoming war spear to the side. At the same time, with a finger of the wand in his left hand, "boom", a thunderbolt of lightning fell.

However, before he fell into the weak demon enchantment, the dazzling thunderbolt beam was immediately suppressed and dimmed, and the electric spark was nearly half gone. But after all, it is still a second-level spell, and the aftermath still exists after "effect -1". The remaining lightning bolts were still striking Catherine, bursting with boiling electricity. Then, the werewolf snorted in pain, her mouth was even more bloody, and her golden hair was much blackened by the electricity.

Fortunately, the mid-level madness body is already "resistant to magic and fighting". So it's fine.

"Bastard! You're looking for death! ”

As a duke noblewoman. Another high-ranking scepter shaman, Catherine had not suffered such a loss since she could remember. In shame, the priestess stabbed her spear into a golden light, enveloping Moriarty's entire body.

And Moriarty just sneered. While pulling back. At the same time the wand is another point.

A turquoise ray flew out and hit the werewolf woman. Immediately, a large illusory swamp shadow emerged beneath her feet. Although the shadows are much fainter under the "light of eternal night", they still can't be frozen.

Earth Mutation Level 2 Spell - "Sinking Mire"! Under the restraint of this technique, even the demonic pole of the day, Carmondotliworth, had to slow down!

Immediately. Catherine's body slowed suddenly, and she had to watch as Moriati quickly moved away. However, although there was residual hatred in his heart, he slowly calmed down, and he no longer had the urge to put the other party to death.

"What about Mutant Level 2 spells? You're just stalling for time, and when you run out of spells in your wand, will I still let you summon a spell? With a strong blow to the spear, Catherine shouted and screamed, and at the same time unhurriedly pressed towards the other party.

"Mistress Catherine is right. Although Lord Moriarty used the power of his wand and alchemy potion to stabilize the situation, it was only reluctantly. Therefore, strategically, the Priestess still has the initiative, unless..."On the other side, Clausewitz was also explaining the battle situation to Margaret, but he stopped talking.

Three minutes later, the "sinking mire" that restrained the werewolf was ineffective. Under the "Light of the Night", the power of the spell is not only greatly reduced, but even the duration is much shorter.

Instead, Moriarty could only fight head-on with the werewolf who had "regained her freedom", and she also had to try to avoid the realm of weak demons with a radius of one meter around her body. Because the "Loyal Partner" can only pre-store two second-level spells at most, the previous "Thunderbolt Lightning" and one "Sinking Mire" have actually been exhausted.

Within moments, Moriarty was in danger several times, and even suffered some minor injuries.

"Still not admitting defeat? Or, do you really want to be beaten by me? ”

In melee combat, Catherine, who has a mid-level madness, has an all-round advantage over the Moriarty, a level 4 warrior. Fortunately, the alchemy potion that I drank before was still working, otherwise with the low-level against the middle-level, even if the female werewolf had some hands, it would not be able to support it for long.

"Hehe, do you really want that 'Pearl of Hydra'? Either you come and be my shaman, and I'll give it to you, how about it? ”

As if to get out of the breath that had just been electrified, the werewolf began to humiliate her opponent as if she were nothing, and even the war spear in her hand couldn't help but slow down, almost like an old cat playing with a mouse. However, in this regard, the werewolf duke in the audience couldn't help frowning, as if he was not satisfied with the eldest daughter's appearance.

"What can you do if you don't give up, any further delay will only add to the embarrassment."

With a sharp spear, Catherine gradually forced her opponent to the corner of the gladiatorial arena. If the other party is no longer interested in admitting his guilt, hehe, the werewolf will sweep it away.

At this moment, Moriati, who was trapped in the corner as if he was still a trapped beast, suddenly sighed softly, as if he really planned to admit defeat.

But just when everyone thought that the third game of gambling was going to end here, suddenly, a blue aura inexplicably floated at Moriarty's feet. At the same time, the aura on his body also changed suddenly, and he actually broke through the shackles of the low-level peak and reached the rank of a fifth-level warrior!

"What's that!?"

At the same moment, an exclamation rang out from the gladiatorial arena. God knows, how can a mage have the class level of a mid-level warrior, and even summon the aura of a warrior that only human combat classes can have!? This simply overturns the "axiom" of thousands of years!

"What's that!?"

Looking at the strange aura of clear blue at Moriarty's feet, but as if it contained flawless moonlight, Catherine even forgot to continue fighting, but stood there motionless in amazement.

"Wizard Aura." Moriarty's voice sounded faintly, but it silenced the inside and outside of the gladiatorial arena.

"You're not a pure mage!" At this time, the female war priest finally came back to her senses and shouted loudly.

"I never said I was."

Moriarty glanced at the other party indifferently, and at the same time, the aura flashed under his feet. Immediately, a white light lit up on him, and then the wound on his arm that had just been cut by the spear quickly stopped bleeding, closed up, and disappeared in the white light.

"Instant Primary Healing!?" Seeing such a scene, Catherine could no longer control her shock, and screamed like a shrew on the street.

"Not bad."

Moriarty's tone was still light, but at the same time, the moon-blue aura flickered again and again, and the first-level buff spells that had been affected by the weak demon enchantment in the battle just now shone again on his body one by one.

"Father, he!?"

Instantaneous first-level spells, this is at least a high-level mage who has mastered the specialized elemental realm and has extremely profound magic skills can reach the level of magic casting, but the human in front of him is obviously only the level of a middle-level mage, not only has he just summoned a warrior aura, but also continuously instantaneously issued a series of first-level spells of different elemental systems. Such a table is not a miracle, but also a mimicry of heaven.

"Mage... Halo... However, the werewolf Grand Duke didn't seem to hear Ronnie's exclamation, just looked at the moon-blue halo at Moriarty's feet fixedly, and then suddenly whispered: "I remember." ”

"What is it? Father! The Summer Palace Knight immediately asked urgently.

"He's not a mage, he's not a warrior. His real profession is the 'Arcane War Emissary', which is the precursor to the 'Arctic War Archon' in the Elven Empire 10,000 years ago! "Duke Midamoa is definitely authentic.

In the Anti-Elven World War that year, Shaman Beamon has always been the leader and vanguard of the Resistance, and of course he knows a lot about the various powerful fighting professions of the sworn enemy Elven Empire. So it's not surprising that Krolod, who inherited most of the ancient shaman's legacy, would know these secrets of the past.

"It turns out that you are actually an Olympic War Envoy, and you are also a 'double cultivation of war methods'!"

Ekaterina naturally heard the words of her father on the field, and finally understood, and couldn't help but feel a kind of shame and anger about being deceived. At the same time, its unique pride as a female war festival was also violated by the appearance of an emissary similar to the "Warrior and Warrior".

"So, let's continue?"

Looking at the female werewolf with a flushed face, Moriarty just smiled coldly.

A few years ago, Moriarty began his training as an arcane messenger after the Grand Arcanist Figaro gave him the ancient emblem, dark gold seeds, and turquoise leaves that carried the "Arcane Legacy". According to the professional book engraved on the green leaves in the form of "leaf patterns", Moriarty first planted the "Seed of the Olympic" in his body and became one with himself. Then use the power of blood and magic to water the seed to sprout and grow.

However, after nearly 10,000 years, the dark gold seed has long since dried up. Moriarty's own blood and magical power alone can only awaken and sprout the first sprouts, but subsequent growth has always been sluggish. Moreover, this is still based on the crystal book to suppress abnormal movements, and it also helps Moriah's spiritual power and magic power to improve rapidly. Otherwise, if an ordinary mage faces the "Seed of Arcanic War" rooted in his body, not to mention being over-drained and rapidly aging and falling, he will at least stagnate in the mage professional level for a long time.

After weighing it for a long time, Moriarty finally decided to open one of the instinctive skills contained in the "Seed of Olympic Wars", which is also the "Vine of Extraction" recorded in the Biye career book. (To be continued......)