If he just wanted to kill Charles, Vitruvius only needed to put this immobile creature directly into his space kingdom, and then wait for his divine protection to lose its effect, and then slap him to death.

However, Vitruvius's purpose in such a high-profile murder was not just to kill Charles, he was to deter and show his strength.

Vitruvius plans to kill King Charles by forcibly killing King Charles in the Parliament Hall, so that the third-party forces hidden behind Sophie will weigh whether his small body can afford to provoke his parents and brother before provoking his parents and brother......

Therefore, this time Vitruvius must kill openly, kill strongly, must show strength, and must dominate the world.

This is to shock the world, of course, it must be bright and bright.

……

I don't know why, but the Divine Refuge Technique did not work.

Now there is only one way to save Charles, a god, and that is to kill the madman in front of him.

Cardinal Archbishop Celio, one of the three sages on the ground, looked at the crystal warrior on the ground with a majestic expression, and said, "God said that those who offend the gods should be punished. ”

Divine Magic, Blade of Judgment.

In mid-air, the gates of heaven opened.

A giant lightsaber fell from it, plunging into the crystal giant on the ground.

The lightsaber fell, the thick crystal armor was sliced, and the fanatic who defied the majesty of the gods was pierced by the sword of the Blade of Judgment.

Victorious, although this warrior is incredibly strong, he is a meat shield warrior after all, he doesn't know spells, he can't fly, he can only be a meat target, no matter how strong he is, it's just a punching bag.

Saying...... Is this the stupid guy who came to?

Knock knock knock....... Dragon Healing.

The flesh shield warrior on the ground was not killed by a single sword, but instead performed a healing spell on himself, and the penetrations on his body quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Belch...... It turns out that this guy knows spells.

Nima ...... He knew magic, and Cardinal Celio suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Great Waves!"

Vitruvius swung his sword into the sky.

The elemental power on his body flowed into the blood mark of the tide giant, attracting the free water elemental in the air, forming a giant water ball, and Vitruvius swung his long sword with a force of 120 points, and slapped the golden griffin flying arrogantly in mid-air with the power of the storm.

The quasi-spell skill Giant Wave should be classified as a plastic spell, and the strength of the professional's use of the Shaping Spell is generally only related to the elemental power of the professional, but the power of the Great Wave is not only dependent on the elemental power, but also on the user's strength.

The Tide Giant's use of the Wave Technique is very powerful, because the Tide Giant has 50 points of power, and if the strength is insufficient, the power of the Wave Technique is only mediocre.

Vitruvius, on the other hand, has 120 points of power, and with the swing of his sword, he can make a mighty wave slap, carrying a thousand powerful enough to be crushed by the sorcerer.

The handsome golden lion didn't even say a word, and was crushed to death by a huge force, although the skin was not broken, but the internal organs had become a pulp.

Clang.......

Another long bell rang out.

The same crushing damage as the Golden Gryphon was Archbishop Celio, who was caught off guard.

Fortunately, Celio knows the divine protection of divine arts, and his body is also lit up with golden light, and he is immune to all fatal damage.

After all, Celio was only a spellcaster, his body was weak, and he would not dare to be so close to Vitruvius without divine protection.

Unlike Charles's divine protection, which was bestowed by the Seraphim Divine Angel, Celio's divine protection was a powerful divine skill that he mastered.

Cellio calmly cast his spell in the divine shelter, and he first cast a slow-fall spell on himself, and he slowly fell from mid-air like a golden ball of light.

The expression is solemn and the posture is beautiful......

Although after casting the divine protection, Celio would not be harmed even if he fell from a height of 10,000 meters, but this is the city of Parthenon, the city of divine grace, and the city where the main temple is located.

Celio has to pretend to be forced too.

Tens of millions of believers in the city watched this battle, and if Celio was beaten to the ground, what would be the face of the Church of the true God?

Divine art, refuge.

After Celio cast a slow-fall spell on himself, he did not rush to attack Vitruvius, but cast a refuge spell again to send the already dead golden griffin into the space kingdom of Tyr, not to save it, but to protect the face of the church.

The inhabitants of Parthenon would believe that Celio had saved the Golden Gryphon with the Evacuation Technique, and that the Golden Griffin was not dead......

Cardinal Celio's gaze at Vitruvius became extremely solemn.

This guy in front of me really doesn't know where he came out, and it's not much better than those centuries-old monsters wanted by the Inquisition, no! Even stronger.

The Blade of Judgment is already the most offensive magic Celeor has mastered, and if this guy is all right, there is only one way, and Celio decides to beg the true god Tyr to kill him.

I saw Celio slowly falling in mid-air, his hands crossed and fell on his chest, his eyes closed in prayer, his expression solemn, and he humbly called in his heart, calling the true god Tyr, hoping for his response.

"My god, the murderer has boundless brute strength, strong armor, bottomless health, and the ability to heal himself, and no one in the mortal world can match it, and your humble servant asks you to lower your attention and purify this murderer once and for all."

"Send it in." An ethereal voice came from outside the sky, it was the voice of the true god Tyr, and he responded to himself.

The true god has agreed, and Celio can use divine magic to send the madman in front of him into Tyr's space kingdom, and Tyr in the kingdom of God will personally kill him.

Divine magic, funeral art.

As long as a high-level monk has mastered the refuge technique, it is actually equivalent to mastering the funeral technique, and the principle of these two spells is exactly the same, both of which send the target into the space divine kingdom of the true god of Tyr.

It's just that the true god Tyr has mercy on the world and sends people into his space kingdom for temporary refuge, at any time, but if you want to send a hard bone in for Tyr to gnaw, you must ask for the consent of the true god of Tyre.

This is actually very understandable, after all, Tyr is a dignified human patron saint, and he is not a high-level monk for you, you don't ask for Tyr's opinion, just send a strong monster for him to help fight, this is called disrespect, eh...... It's called disrespecting God.

As one of the Three Sages of the Ground, Celio was by no means comparable to ordinary high-ranking monks, and he was highly valued by the true god of Tyr, who directly responded to his request.

Naturally, Celio performed the funeral technique mercilessly.

A soft golden light sprinkled down........

Spatially rippled out of the space.......

Vitruvius's form began to fade, but it never disappeared.

"Ahh

I saw Cardinal Celio slowly descending under the divine protection.

The giant Vitruvius smashed directly into the Capitol and stepped into the upper square of the Capitol Chamber.

Vitruvius' flaming sword rose to one side, and he used the greatsword as a racket to aim at Celio's golden egg, and it slapped horizontally.

The refuge technique can't send Charles away, and the funeral technique can't send away the madman in front of him.

Cardinal Celio's unwavering faith was almost shaken.

Originally, Celio thought that he would fall from the sky with a golden light, and then use the funeral technique to send this big man into the space god kingdom of Tyr.

In the eyes of the inhabitants of the city, this is also equivalent to a second kill, and this kind of majesty is enough for the inhabitants of Parthenon to praise their majesty and the strength of the church......

Nima ...... The teleportation target failed, and now he is being swatted like a fly, and he has no face.

My God, I'm sorry for you!

Syllable!

A golden egg flew across the city of Parthenon and fell outside the city.

Whoosh whoosh ......

The 12 archangels all flew to save the cardinal archbishop, it really doesn't matter if Charles dies or not, the king is dead, and another one is that Celio is a first-class affinity for the water element, which can be called the pillar of mankind and has great strategic value.