The black hair was coiled into a bun at the back of the head, and the white and red skirt resembling a maid's costume replaced the original unisex hunting outfit, and the silver-white breastplate and skirt armor covered the small half-red dress. The weakness of women and the strength of warriors are mixed, and the incongruous contrast instead absorbs a little white light from the stands.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands wrapped in iron gloves, Qili sighed slightly.

Not to mention the hair color, the skirt subconsciously turned red, probably because of the difference between the red and blue camps in the earth world, so there is always some resistance to blue.

The magic light is blue, and it is also the logo of the magician, and the division between the Finn world and the Earth world really fits.

But this is not the king of stupid hair, she has become her daughter Xiao Mo......

Maybe it's this kind of beauty that can still absorb strength without losing the temperament. Although it is very disobedient, the power continues to pour into the body, which means that this route is successful, at least it can fight with the greasy senior sister!

The black-haired little Mobankiri in the red dress and iron armor charged with a lightsaber, and the greasy mage that Yurna transformed into kept shooting arcs of light similar to wind blades, but this time it was constantly shattered by the force drawn by the lightsaber.

When Kiri rushed to Yurna's side, she had already pulled the flow of white light from the stands like her.

The lightsaber and staff clashed, with the two of them as the center, and a circle of sand and dust rose into the sky.

"Why are you still reserved?"

Yurna flashed into the air, unfurled her light shield to block Kiri's cannon-like blow, and was still judging: "But it's surprising that you have found the power of beauty in your reserve, although it is a little strange. ”

Quirky is right!

"If it's really just pure beauty than anyone, can't you just scratch your head and make a pose? Why fight?"

Qili swept her light wings into the sky, and then fluttered to the ground like an eagle fighting a rabbit, pulling out a bright red afterimage, chasing Yurna who kept flashing and moving.

Stronger and stronger power poured into her body, making Qili's confidence stronger and stronger.

"This shows that the battle is the body, and beauty must be presented in the battle! A greasy senior sister like you, who can only pose and has no sense of blow when she moves, has completely deviated from the essence of competition!"

Another sword slashed Yurna's hair messy, and even the hem of her long skirt was cut off. The greasy legs were suddenly exposed, winning another wave of power, but the girl in the red dress incarnated by Qili gained more strength because of the victory posture.

Dressed in a simple long dress, she is a mortal girl. Putting on iron armor and holding a long sword, fighting in a simple and refined style, steadily overwhelming opponents, this contrasting beauty of supporting extraordinary strength with a weak body, even an elf is overwhelmed by it.

"It seems that you have entered the arena, but unfortunately, you still ignore your potential", Yurna flashed to the other end of the arena, and the light and shadow on her body flickered, and began to change again.

"Beauty is absolute, whether it is posing or fighting, it is just a different presentation of beauty......"

As she spoke, the greasy mage vanished, and Yurna transformed again.

Looking at her new look, Qili actually breathed a sigh of relief, with this jewel in front of her, she didn't have to think about the female version of the copycat Little Red Riding Hood, Sun Monkey.

The upper body is a metal trap covering the chest, and the exposure is infinitely close to 100% armor, and the lower body armor is only one or two fingers wider than ***, but it is covered with extra knee pads and elbow pads.

Covered with a light veil that was almost completely transparent, he held a double blade similar to a moon ring, and just by stretching his arm, he pulled a wave of white light like an angry wave from the stands.

Qi Li sneered: "Are you really selling meat to the end......"

If she turns back into a man, Qili has to admit that she may lose her fighting spirit.

"The beauty of the human body is the beauty of nature", Yurna flew up.

"That's what the obscene videographer said too!"

Qili met with lightsabers, and the two started a new round of battle.

The two figures, one pink and one red, staggered rapidly, and the lightsaber and the twin blades rippled through the Dao. At this moment, Yurna was like a colorful butterfly, dancing around the red flower of Qili. Whether it is the body itself or the changing posture, it is dizzying.

"You still don't understand that the beauty of the Eternal Spirit is justice, and that when we judge everything by it, beauty rises to the point of divine measure, and thus creates an eternal order!"

Yurna's voice also danced like a dancing figure, lingering in Qili's ears: "Whether it is the beauty that inspires desire or the beauty that makes people worship, all beauty is power! Now I only need to use this most direct beauty to defeat you!"

You elves are really good-looking parties!

Relly finally understood why Dragond had sought out the elven god of beauty, and the elves really regarded beauty as justice.

Although this is a bit strange to human beings, the nature and content aside, justice is indeed a standard for judgment. The standard of human beings is good and evil, and the standard of elves is beauty and ugliness.

Perhaps this is why the elves were finally overthrown by humans......

Qili complained secretly, but complained bitterly. Yurna's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and she has no new income.

Do you really have to take the route of selling meat to compete with Yurna?

Confidence suddenly lost, and when she lost her mind again, the double blades swept over her shoulders and waist, and Qili rolled and fell out. Two blood and water spiraled out, and they actually pulled a wave of white light, winning back a trace of strength.

Lying on the ground, he let the force circulate in his body, and his injuries healed rapidly. Qi Lixin said that the elves in the stands are probably acceptable to the beauty of perversion, and they are really standard aesthetes.

"The beauty of Nilsela is above all else! Not even the human god Dragond can be fused, which is why he finally abandoned this kingdom of God. ”

Yurina walked slowly, her body still stained with strange blood, red and jade white, making the tide of light rushing towards her even more violent.

Beauty above all else?

Instead of embodying the content, the form determines the content?

Art is not a reproduction of life, but an imitation of life?

Wilde's thoughts, even in the world of Fein, where the mind has power, are backward and absurd!

Even if it is not to put the cart before the horse, it completely denies the influence of objective existence on the mind, and Fein is not a pure idealistic world.

This is clearly the defeated dog of Finn's history, how can he lose to such an opponent!?

Qi Li stood up with difficulty, the iron-armored red dress on her body, and even her hair and face glowed with pale gold.

Since you stubbornly take the meat selling route, let's beat you on the same route!

Let you know that this is not how the meat selling route goes!

Even if it is selling meat, there is a difference between a clubhouse and a shampoo room!

It's a bit off, but there's no way to get to this point, right?

Besides, it's much better than making it better to show more and whose fluctuations are more eye-catching.

Being mentally prepared to step into a new world does not mean that you will fall directly into the abyss of sin!

The light faded, and the long black hair turned into short silver-gray hair, and the pure black headband was placed on the top of the head.

The ironclad red dress became a tight corset, a small black skirt resembling a gothic dress, with a large piece of lace with a hollow pattern on the chest, and puff sleeves and petal cuffs on the shoulders that were tightly wrapped around the arms and hands.

A pair of knee-high heeled black leather boots covered most of the slender legs, and the absolute realm above them was obscured by black silk, and the snow-white skin could only be seen when the skirt was swinging.

If you just stand quietly, the new Qili has become two polar opposites of Yurna in terms of exposure.

Even her cheeks were covered by a black blindfold, and only her red lips stood out in the black and white tones of the whole person.

The grotesquely large sheathed broadsword was carried behind him, and the proportions of the size were clearly incongruous. There was also a long blade in his hand, no longer a lightsaber condensed by pale gold light, but a long knife with a slight arc at the tip and a metallic luster.

Just standing silently, the stands fell silent, and the tide of white light that had been constantly surging towards Yurna suddenly disappeared.

"You...... Surprise me again. ”

Yurna's face became solemn.

..................

On the stone wall, which still glowed with magical fluctuations, Otto sat down against the battlement.

His whole body was trembling, his consciousness was fluttering, and he felt that it was a miracle that he was able to withdraw with his companions, but luckily there was a bottle of Thorn Holy Water left in his bag.

Thanks to the short uncle named Longhammer, who led the druids and magicians of the Beta Castle Infrastructure Regiment to build this stone wall defense line outside the valley with jaw-dropping speed.

The uncle, who had a beard and dwarven blood at first glance, was still very guilty, saying that it was too late to repair the front and depth of the defenses, and the Crimson Tyrant, Civil Druid, and Construction Mage of the Infrastructure Regiment were already exhausted.

The earth was trembling, the crackling sound was like a continuous thunder that could not be stopped, and the gunfire of the magic guide gun was more like a pouring rain, which sounded beside Otto.

Listening to this movement, he knew that the battle outside the battlement was extremely fierce, but Otto's heart was unusually calm.

The legion has already come up, and dozens of magic cannons are bombarding non-stop. The Holy Light Pagoda was also erected, and the purification barrier covered the entire valley. Although it did not disperse all the undead qi in the Domain of Bones, it stopped the momentum of spreading, and the corroded gray and black ground reached in front of this stone wall.

The most dangerous moment has passed......

Otto gasped for breath and shook his head, rejecting Ralph's offer to go to the rear to rest on his own. The paladin of Cheyendia is an outsider, and it is enough to do this, but he is a Crimson Sanctuary, and as long as he still has a little strength, he has to stay here, ready to deal with emergencies.

He looked at the Holy Light Pagoda protected by the stone wall, and on the platform below the tower, the high-ranking members of the church and the holy women were looking at the battlefield with serious expressions.

No one, including him, said anything cold about them because they were far away from the battlefield. In fact, they were just fighting before, and it was the saints who played a key role in the real battle on the front line.

Even the silver-haired little dot rushed up with a short bow like a toy.

Seeing the tall warrior wrapped in silver armor again, Otto's heart moved.

He pulled out a pitted, yet flawless white stone the size of a fist from his satchel.

This was picked up on the battlefield and left behind by a powerful undead.

After most of the undead are purified and banished, the bones turn into ashes, but a few leave behind nuclear crystals and something called "bone jade".

Compared to the nuclear crystal that contains the soul fire, the value of bone jade is much lower, and the only peculiarity is that it has a strong sense of undead breath. Many Church of the Good God and Holy Warrior Order carved it into tools such as knives to detect the breath of the dead.

Otto pulled out his carving knife and stared blankly at the "stone", sketching in his mind what he wanted to carve.

The silver-armored warrior swept with his great sword, destroying a large number of undead in the valley, and that scene was deeply rooted in Otto's heart, so that his plan for this piece of material quickly took shape.

In the worship of the Holy Maiden in the Fergon, everyone does not hide it, and because they can meet the Holy Maiden at any time, they often eat together, chat and go to class to do tasks, and the worship has a strong cordiality, which makes everyone feel completely different from the clergy of other churches.

Ally...... No, this form should be called Catherine, a saint whom all love and revere.

It's a pity that the Templar Mentor, the Holy Maiden of Beauty, is not here, and how he longs to see Miracle in battle.

Just as he was about to start the knife, there was a small commotion on the side of the Holy Light Tower, and Aurora seemed to have received some news and left in a hurry.

"What will happen?"

Otto thought about it and put the doubt aside.

Take advantage of this time to carve this statuette, maybe this is the last work in your life.

Although he has no regrets, Otto still has a small hope, and it would be good if he could go to the kingdom of God after death.

..................

On the back of the Tower of Light, Aurora receives a group of strange visitors.

More than a dozen people are human, and their appearance is very ordinary, and the strange thing is in their clothes.

They all wore pure black robes, which was rare in Finn. Even the Night Lady or other churches whose doctrines are related to secrecy would not wear such black clothes, because they are so dark that they are very conspicuous, and they are easily contaminated with dust and look very dirty.

But these people's black robes were spotless, and they seemed to carry some strange power on them, keeping them isolated from the world.

"Archbishop of the Eastern Church, Lord of the Dying......"

Aurora looked at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man in the lead, and then at the thin girl next to her, who was not brilliant: "And the saint?"

Persequis, the Lord of the Dead, is a weak deity who presides over funeral and cemetery priesthoods, and is technically more inclined to the good camp. However, because the Church always deals with the dead, and has a close relationship with the Pale Lord, who holds the priesthood of the dead and the Lich, it becomes an "unapproachable neutral" in the plane of Lord Fein.

The middle-aged man said respectfully: "Duncan, the first patron of Persequis, pay tribute to the saint of the Crimson Lady. ”

The girl, whose face was somewhat similar to that of the man, who was supposed to be his daughter, bowed her head at the same time: "Alishan, who listens to the divine will of Persequis, salutes you." ”

The voices of the voices and their breath were the same, so indifferent that they seemed to forget them.

"We have come here by the oracle of our Lord to ask for help," said Archbishop Duncan, "and I also know that our Church has a very bad image among mortals, and that it has little credibility in what it says, but the stakes are so high that we have to ask you to give it the utmost trust. ”

He said sincerely: "I would like to meet the Duke of Prell and discuss this matter with him." ”

Aurora suppressed her dislike of the Church of the Dead as a nobleman, and sighed: "What a misfortune you have come, our cardinal...... Well, His Majesty the Pope is out to carry out the oracle of our Lord. ”

"Really?"

The archbishop could not hide the disappointment on his face, he looked up at the gray and black smoke that was still spewing in front of him, and said melancholy: "The situation is already very urgent, and it will be too late to be late." ”

Aurora's heart jumped, and she hurriedly said, "But my lord can still hear my prayers and deliver the oracle directly to me, so if there is anything to discuss with me first." ”

The father and daughter looked at each other, and the daughter said, "The whole Finn knows your good name, and I think I can trust you." ”

Duncan nodded and said, "We are here to warn the Duke that the Pale Lord has lost control of the Undead Domain, and the various Undead Sovereigns are beginning to take matters into their own. The one who is now attacking the Godfall Plateau should be the last king of Slanhorn. ”

Aurora was startled, no wonder the roar that came from the crack before, claiming to be King Slanhorn.

But other than that, coupled with the Pale Lord's movements, it's not much valuable information.

As for the urgency of the situation, do you still need to say this?

The girl glanced at her father, presumably complaining that his words were missing the point, and she added, "King Slanhorn has demigod-level powers. If it is allowed to squeeze out of the dimensional gap, it will drag the entire Godfall Plateau into the Realm of Bones. ”

Aurora's face finally changed, and it was terrible!

The girl said again: "But this is not the most critical, the seventy-eighth layer of the purgatory abyss, the demon king of the Buried Bones Land, Karuza, may replace the Pale Lord. When the time comes, the Buried Bones Ground will be connected to the Domain of the Dead Bones, and Finn's life cycle will be blocked, and the consequences will be completely unimaginable!"

"Yes, unthinkable," Aurora repeated, her eyes straightening.

It's not unimaginable, it's unimaginable......

She had no idea about this, but when she heard that the demon king of the Purgatory Abyss was involved, she subconsciously felt that it was very serious, very, very serious.

"It seems that His Highness still does not understand what this consequence means", the archbishop of the Church of the Dead, who is indeed an expert in dealing with the dead, has no emotional intelligence in the face of the living.

Aurora forced a smile, "I...... I really don't understand......"

The archbishop shook his head and said, "That's why we want to talk to the Pope." ”

"He's not there, and you see, and we're facing a great challenge right now, the King of Slanhorn you're talking about," said Aurora, "either you stay and wait for him to come back, or you try to explain to me the meaning of these things." ”

"You...... I won't understand", the archbishop shook his head.

The girl glared at her father angrily, and then said to Aurora, "We'll try to make it clear, but it's best to tell this to Lady Crimson as soon as possible, she should understand what it means." ”