In addition to the old butler Lacey, Constantet and Rooney can be regarded as dual cultivators of magic and martial arts, and the nether creatures they summon and the elemental giants seem to have inherited the characteristics of the two.

The two Grim Reaper skeletons can obviously release nether magic through the Nether Scythe, but people don't do that, but they rush over to play melee with the scythe against the baptism of magic.

The same is true of the bone dragon, which can obviously spray undead breath from its mouth, and people don't do it, just huddle behind two death skeletons and prepare to play melee combat.

Even Rooney's two elemental giants, after throwing a few big stones, actually began to climb the city wall, still preparing to play melee combat.

In order to intercept the minions, a group of enshrined mages used up the elemental magic in the Ring.

Who knew that after Conslet and the undead creatures were summoned, he actually used the magic element to tear open a void crack, and then pulled out a blood-red battle axe more than a meter long from the crack, waved his wand, and summoned a full twelve nether shields.

Cardinal Binxu, who was chanting a spell, almost didn't bite his tongue.

Rely on you. Mom, rely on you. Mom, it's up to you. Mom, the twelve-sided elemental shield?????

It is impossible for a Saint-level mage to summon twelve shields directly.

And looking at the degree of condensation of the magic power of the Netherworld Shield, one shield can resist seven or eight guide-level single magic, the twelve sides of this Nima, even if you stand still and let me beat me, you can exhaust me with half my life, are you here to fight or to show superiority?

Don't say anything, what are you flying over with a tomahawk with a hideous face? You're a magician, not a warrior, aren't you。。。。。

Cardinal Archbishop Binxu was completely dumbfounded, he was a little skeptical that he had been in the Holy Mountain for a long time, could it be that the outside world had become so crazy?

Duels between magicians without spells? Switched to summoning and close-quarters combat?

The other Holy Light mages and Holy See mages were also confused.

They saw the handsome old man holding a magic wand in his left hand, a blood-red Netherworld battle axe in his right hand, and flew over with twelve shields, as if he had been cuckolded and caught an adulterer, with a hideous face.

In a hurry, the magicians of the Holy Light Department did not dare to use any combined magic spells that had been summoned for too long, so they hurriedly released a single spell, and whatever spell did not need to be chanted, whatever spell was fast.

If there were ten unsolved mysteries on the continent of San Cassis, these papal magicians would definitely elect the handsome old man as the first of the unsolved mysteries.

Because there are so many weird things about Conslet.

For Mao, you are a native mage of the St. Cassis Continent, who does not practice the main magic, but prefers the partial magic.

For Mao, a Holy Light mage from the Holy See, he can actually summon the god's name weapon of the god of another world.

For Mao, your ancestral home is obviously the Saint Cassis Continent, why do you open the void crack every day and go to another world to wander around.

For Mao, you are a magician, but you want to carry a tomahawk to play hand-to-hand combat.

Also, what the hell is going on, it's clear that you're a sub-saint level, how can you summon twelve elemental shields??????

You must know that the Water Saint Rank Archmage Downey, and the Space Rank Saint Rank Master Albert, who is known as the strongest in the continent, these two can only summon eight elemental shields at most.

It's a pity that the handsome old man didn't have the leisure to discuss this kind of philosophical issue with them today, he came to seek justice for the Sword Saint Blind Dragon, and also to seek justice for the injustice he suffered decades ago, of course, if he could kill the Holy Order Albert by the way, then everyone would be happy.

The handsome old man didn't have the effort to spend magic with a group of papal magicians who were less than half a bottle dangling, and he still had to keep the magic in his body to deal with Albert.

So he used the most magic-saving method, which was to get a handy weapon, summon a lot of magic shields, and then rush over to hack the dogs of the Holy See to death with a baptism of magic.

Originally, the distance between the two sides was less than a few hundred yards, and the handsome old man took the lead, and after being baptized by the spell and consuming three elemental shields, he finally rushed to the front of the cardinal archbishop Binxu.

If you want to say that Ben Xu, this guy is really not long-sighted, the sect worship mage, and the holy light magician, are all standing behind the tower halfway up the mountain to release magic, and he himself is still very flamboyant floating in the air to command the battle.

Conslet directly used his magic power to teleport nearly a hundred yards and stopped in front of Ben Hur.

To say that this cardinal archbishop is above 10,000 people under the Holy See Holy Mountain, and his magic cultivation has also reached the title of a magister, and he can't care about reciting the spell when he is caught off guard, and directly summons six holy light elemental shields, and this is still an extraordinary performance.

The handsome old man glanced at Bin Xu with disdain, with a look of disgust.

Even now, when the enemy and us are incompatible, Benxu is still ashamed.

Indeed, the handsome old man didn't fart, and directly summoned twelve shields.

Look at him again, the ink didn't say anything for a long time, he chanted incantations, waved his wand, and kept replenishing his magic power with the magic ring, and it took a long time to summon six elemental shields.

"Conslet, the Holy See has not blamed you in the past, and now you dare to help the abuse?" Ben-Hur clenched his wand, ready to stall for a moment.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight back, it's because he's confused.

He didn't know what he should do with a magician who was less than ten meters away, and he was carrying a large axe.

If you want to chant a spell, there is not enough time, and people don't know if the shield can stop it with an axe.

If you want to talk about fighting with the other party in the air at close range, his old arms and legs usually struggle to run two steps, isn't that nonsense.

So he can only stall for time, because he was just about to command the battle, so he has been on the front line, but now he is stupid and directly asks Conslet to block this.

The handsome old man held the wand between his arms, and took out a delicate hand directly from his arms with his left hand. The crossbow, without a word of nonsense, hooked his hand . After the crossbow's hammer, three bolts engraved with dark magic runes flew out.

"You。。。。。。 Shameless! Bin Xu's eyes were dull and looked at the three demon-breaking crossbow arrows stuck in his chest, and asked puzzledly, "You... I actually use it... With a crossbow? ”

After saying that, Ben Xu's eyes turned black and he fell from the air.

"Idiot, who has the leisure to waste time with you." Constant handles. The crossbow slipped back into his arms and continued to fly towards the group of priests who were casting magic on him.

Bin died very unjustly, and when the handsome old man held the wand between his arms, he thought that the other party was going to make peace, so he didn't make the next move.

After all, a wand is like a warrior's sword to a magician, and it must never leave his hand when fighting.

But Conslett held his wand between his arms, not to give up the attack, but to free his hands to pull his hands. Crossbow.

At this time, there were only two sides left of the handsome old man's shield, no matter what, a cardinal archbishop plus seventeen elemental users with no low cultivation level, constantly releasing single attack spells, the power was still huge, after all, water droplets could pierce stones, let alone elemental attacks.

Seeing that Conslet was getting closer and closer to the tower, another cardinal archbishop shouted with a beard: "There are only two shields, intercept him, intercept him with the single spell with the most powerful attack." ”

The handsome old man gritted his teeth, and kept flying against the baptism of a single spell, it seems that he still underestimated this group of sect worship mages, and after thousands of calculations, he didn't count that everyone on the other side had a magic ring.

Seeing that only the last Nether shield remained, a skull-sized ball of blood-colored light struck Conslet's last shield.

Who knew that instead of disappearing, the Netherworld Shield had an extra shield in front of the handsome old man.

"Who!!!!! The cardinal archbishop almost had a myocardial infarction, looked back at the seven enshrined mages and scolded: "Which god cursed the maggot that could not be killed by the heavens, and actually attacked him with a dark spell???? ”

The cardinal finally experienced what it means to be afraid of a god-like opponent, but a pig-like teammate.

Among the enshrined mages, a mage in blood-red magic robes turned pale.

As soon as I saw Conslet, the evil star, flying over with a big axe, he released a single dark magic of the Blood Evil Light that he thought was "the strongest attack", but he forgot that the other party also cultivated the dark system, and the elemental shield could absorb the magic of this system for his own use.

Not to mention that the cardinal archbishop wants to slash him to death, and the companions around him are eager to strangle him, you are an undercover agent sent by the Bloodhoof tribe, right?

The cardinal was also confused, but who could he blame?

The idiot behind the monster worships the mage, after all, he just said that he let them attack with the strongest single spell.

Or blame the Great Pope, blame him for teaching without class? Even the magicians who cultivated the dark system went to the Holy Mountain to collect it for their own use?

But the cardinal archbishop didn't have anyone to blame, because Conscituce, carrying a blood-colored battle axe, had already flown to the tower.

The blood-colored battle axe with the power of the netherworld directly split through the tower more than three meters high.

The cardinal archbishop and a group of mages huddled together, and now let alone chanting incantations, the upper and lower beds began to fight.

If there's one nightmare that elemental users fear the most, it's when facing an enemy without a vindictive warrior by their side to protect them.

If you ask the elemental user what is the more terrifying scene than this nightmare, it is that not only is there not a fighting warrior around him, but the enemy is close in front of him, and he has nowhere to escape.

Seventeen papal elemental users, including the cardinal, are undoubtedly now in a scenario that is even more terrifying than a nightmare.

"What's the last word?" Conslet kicked the rubble away and stood in front of a group of mages with a blood-colored battle axe.

A high-level magician with weak legs trembled and said, "Tower. The tower has a door, you don't have to split it hard, and then you are tired。。。。。。 ”

"I don't know." Constant's face was expressionless, and he picked up his tomahawk and walked over.