Chapter 43: The Battle of Faith
The sword of light shone out of its sheath, and the originally dim underground square suddenly shone with a bright light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info A blazing flame flew out of Linya's hand, it was the little phoenix Erinka summoned by Linya, turned into a bright red flame and slashed through the air, and finally plunged into Linya's body. Linya's body also burst into flames, and when the flames finally solidified, they turned into a bright phoenix armor.
Now that there is nothing to say, there is only one way to fight! Linya spread her wings and flew softly. The blazing and dazzling Divine Sword of Light, the fiery red flame armor, the long golden hair fluttering with the flow of magic, and the most dazzling snow-white wings, this stunning girl floating in the air is even more beautiful at this moment, so that people almost dare not take another look, and even their breath seems to be suffocated. An angel has descended!
At this moment, in Bella's dungeon, she is the focus of all eyes, the brightest, most dazzling and most brilliant wings of light. What is the situation? The sudden appearance of the legendary evil and terrifying devil is surprising enough, and what reasonable explanation can the blazing-winged girl who has transformed at this moment except for the angel who has descended from the divine realm? Could this be the ultimate duel between angels and demons?
The unfortunate ones are also the lucky witnesses. The mercenaries, who had fallen into despair and panic, seemed to see a glimmer of hope again, no, great hope! Ugly and gigantic demons are indeed terrifying, but we also have beautiful angels, don't we?
"This, Heslan, I'll leave it to you, please protect everyone!" Linya said back to the wizard. The magical girl wearing the phoenix armor adds a bit of heroism to her charming face, and she is so noble and holy that people almost dare not look at it directly.
The wizard didn't say anything, he looked into Linya's eyes and nodded, with a rare bright smile on his face, trust and confidence.
"Your Royal Highness, please be careful. Suzanne only said briefly. At this time, she couldn't help the little princess anymore. All she can do is to fight hard with her teammates, protect herself, and don't distract the little princess.
The enemy is outnumbered, and the disparity in strength is huge, and if you blindly defend it, it can only be a dead end. So Linya said so many words just now, in fact, she was also buying time to accumulate light energy. Her only hope of victory is to eliminate the leader of the demon clan as quickly as possible, destroying the morale of the demon army in order to buy enough time for the team to escape.
She will face the enemy's thousands of troops alone. When was the last time she was fully armed like this? She seemed to have forgotten it. Now she's going to take her life for another fateful gamble. Not just for the sake of these new teammates, but also for their own beliefs.
At the scolding of the Doomsday Messenger, the arrows of the skeleton archers and demon archers flew like raindrops, and the devils also spread their skeleton and flesh wings and rushed up. The decisive battle began. Linya took a deep breath, stabilized her mood, and waved her wings forward to meet her.
The rain of arrows and fireballs fell on the ice shield in front of Linya, like raindrops falling on the surface of the lake, stirring up countless waves of magical power. With this brilliant magic shield flying towards the huge demon in front of her, she suddenly had a strange feeling at that moment. She felt like a moth pounced on the flames. But she has no regrets.
The demon army came from all directions like a tide, and the low-level sub-demons such as zombies, skeleton soldiers, and ghouls who rushed to the mercenary team had already come under him, and Linya threw out a light magic ball from the palm of her left hand, and the energy ball containing sixth-level light magic fell to the ground and exploded suddenly, and a strong light energy shock wave swept through, blowing up dozens of undead creatures nearby in an instant.
Demon soldiers wielding spears and swords also rushed up, and after a "ding" sound of weapons colliding, a spear hit the ice shield in front of Linya, but Linya's sword of light also swung over. The blade of the sword shone, leaving a shadow of light in the air, and the rest was the body of the devil that had been cut off by the waist. Without the slightest pause, Linya continued to fly towards her original goal. They are devils, not lives, they have no soul and certainly do not deserve any mercy.
Everywhere the sword light passed, there were several more eerie screams, and where the sword of light passed, no devil could resist its edge. The undead on the ground rushed through the defenses and rushed forward, fighting the mercenaries, and Linya was soon surrounded by the devils. Although the power of the artifacts was unstoppable, they also had a numerical advantage, and Linya soon seemed to be unable to move an inch.
Wave after wave of the swarms of demons fell under the blade of light, as well as the dwarven ghosts of anger and hatred. They don't have magical powers, but they pounce on them in a suicidal attack driven by demons, trying to destroy Linya's mental force field with their hate-filled soul bodies.
The strength of the ice shield rapidly weakened under the continuous attack. It wasn't a fair fight, and if Linya was left alone with Amulo, she would have the absolute confidence to chop this big evil guy to pieces. But unfortunately, war is never a duel between two people, and neither of them is a knight.
This is a battle with a huge disparity in strength, this is the home of the demons, and the number of enemies seems to be endless, like a raging tide, constantly surging up, as if it could drown her at any moment. Another blazing ball of fire slammed into Linya's body, and a wave of heat came through the ice shield, and even the flame suit seemed to be unable to stop the power of the infernal flames. That abominable Amulo seemed to be right in front of him, constantly summoning flames from hell and all kinds of monsters, but such a short distance seemed so far away, and every step was so difficult.
The moth that fights the fire, that is for persistence, but also for the light.
And now, she is also for that persistence, her belief in light, and the origin of kindness, she has no hesitation.
Maybe she would die, but she had no way out, and she couldn't go back. Are I going to die here?" Then she will never see her father and queen mother again, and Alice and Namia...... Now is not the time to think about that, even if it is for yourself and all your loved ones, you must try to live!
And if you want to survive, you can only defeat the enemy in front of you first! Thinking of this, Linya took a deep breath again, waved her wings again and rushed forward.
Ten minutes later. The ground of the square was littered with the remains of all kinds of undead creatures, zombies, skeletons, ghouls and sub-demons, so filthy that it was unbearable to look at, and there was a strange smell in the air, which was disgusting. Even those high-level devils who had grown wings and could fly had already fallen under Linya's divine sword for a dozen or so, and the Doomsday Messenger in front of him did not retreat, and the air flow of the huge black batwing seemed to be felt, with a slight fishy smell and a dark and cold aura.
Another sword demon roared and rushed forward, and Linya swung her wings and turned around with a sword, and the sword of light cut off its weapon as expected, and then pierced its body, splashing a cloud of spiritual blood. Under the effect of inertia, its huge spiritual body finally slid over Linya's ice shield and turned into a torrential rain of black fire, and the vibrating magical energy rubbed against each other, stirring up a large spark of dazzling magical power.
Then, when the light was gone, the color of the Sword of Light, which had been stained with a lot of spiritual blood, seemed to dim a little. The strength of the ice shield's mana was already weak, and it seemed that it would break at any moment at the slightest touch, and the recovery of light mana could not keep up with the rapid depletion. In this dark underground world, there is no light source from the outside world, and the number of light molecules that can be summoned is pitiful, although Linya has previously discovered that she can convert various different types of magic power with her physical strength, but the speed of this conversion is obviously far from enough to replenish the consumption.
Her plan was to use the power of the Sword of Light, an artifact designed to restrain demons, to defeat the Doomsday Messenger first. But unexpectedly, these hateful devils actually stubbornly blocked their offensive with numbers and suicide attacks. After running out of energy, you will become the end of a strong crossbow in one go, and once you fail, the consequences may be unimaginable. Linya took a deep breath once more, concentrating all her strength and rushing towards the Doomsday Messenger who was close at hand.
"Die, Adversary!" exclaimed Linya, and before she could finish her sentence, she realized that she seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and she felt dizzy. Before she could react to what was going on, the invisible wall was like a collapsing sky, squeezing her immobile with the weight of ten thousand pounds.
The space beyond the ice shield began to twist under the squeeze of the powerful flow of mana, turning into a chaotic blurred color, and Linya was now as if she had been encased in a thin bullet case. Space magic? With such a thought flashing in her mind, Linya hurriedly swung the Sword of Light to try to cut through the magic wall that was bothering outside, but the result was like a mud cow entering the sea, and she couldn't do it at all. She couldn't even find a target.
"Ho ho ho ho ho ...... It's a fool!" The disgusting voice of the Doomsday Messenger seemed to be heard outside, and the rain of arrows from the magic archer and the fireball magic arrows of the demon spirit once again rushed towards Linya, who was trapped in the air. Each fireball bombardment was like dropping a heavy bomb on her mental force field, and wave after wave of bombardment made her almost stunned.
And that's not even the worst. "Boom!" After a loud bang, the ceiling above Linya's head, and the ground of the fifth basement floor, suddenly cracked, and countless broken stones fell down one after another, smashing into Linya's body. The imprisoned body could not dodge at all, her wings could not withstand such heavy pressure and huge impact, bursts of sharp pain came from her wings, head and shoulders, and Linya screamed and fell with the rubble, which was quickly buried.
When Linya tried her best to finally crawl out of the rubble pile out of breath, the doomsday messenger Amulo had also folded her wings and landed, "Taste the taste of pain!" Another huge fireball flew out of his hand and exploded on Linya's body, the phoenix armor trembled slightly, although the damage was dispersed throughout the body, the pain was still like a heart, his mind was confused and dizzy, and his wings were more like being blown by a sharp knife-like wind.
Linya fell to the ground again, and Amulo held a long sword burning with black flames in his hand, and pressed it against Linya's chest. "Arrogant and ignorant one! You are given face because of the divine consciousness you have! But you don't really think that we are afraid of you, do you? fool! Without an awakened godhead, you are just a weak mortal! Stupid fellow!"
"Ahh The whole body seemed to be flowing by violent lightning, and there was no strength at all, and the weak body seemed to be unable to raise the sword of light in his hand anymore. It's over, am I failing?
"With a mortal body, how dare you dare to challenge our powerful demons, what a fool who can't help himself!
Linya glared at him in disgust, turned her head and snorted coldly.
"Yo, are you still so stubborn? interesting, I like it! Well, for the sake of the divine consciousness you have, I'll give you one last chance - kneel in front of me and beg for my forgiveness, I promise I can still forgive you this time!" Amuro sneered coldly, and the magic sword in his hand slammed forward again, through the gap in the phoenix's chest, and finally against his own heart.
Just one centimeter further forward would pierce her heart. "There won't be another chance, come and choose, kneel down or die!" the Doomsday Messenger laughed, tilting his head. The humiliation he had suffered before could now finally be repaid to this ignorant fellow. The dignity of the demon race cannot be trampled on!
But what he didn't expect was that Linya raised her left arm and reached out to grab his sword, and the sharp blade instantly cut through her delicate skin, and blood dripped down the blade little by little. Under the stunned gaze of the Doomsday Emissary, Linya grabbed his sword and slowly stood up, her face full of determination and determination.
Pain, a piercing pain came from the hand. "Do you want me to surrender? I can die standing up, but I will never live on my knees!" said these words resolutely, and the last wave of light energy remaining in his body was also introduced into Amulo's magic sword, and as soon as the two powerful magical energies of light and darkness met on the sword body, it immediately triggered a large explosion, and a huge countershock force came, knocking Linya upside down and flying out, and falling to the ground again.
The strength of the whole body seems to be drained, and I can't use any strength. The brain began to tremble with pain, and the scene in front of him seemed to be shaking with countless ghosts, which must have been a brain overload reaction caused by the excessive use of magic and mental power. It's over, is it completely over now......
Desperate thoughts suddenly came to my heart, stinky god, rotten god, damn creator god, come and save me...... Please, am I wrong?