With his right hand stretched out in front of him, Cyril's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Come on, Elf of Light—Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Light Marksmen!"

Nearly a thousand light shooters converged into a brilliant golden torrent and poured towards Black Peter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a relaxed smile, Black Peter snapped his fingers lightly, and an enchantment of countless small hexagons suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Light Prism ......?" Helo frowned and reminded Cyril loudly, "No, he uses light-attribute magic!"

Unlike other normal elements, if you use fire magic to defend against fire magic, it will not increase your own defense and will not weaken the enemy's attack.

However, the light attribute and the dark attribute are not the same, if the firepower of the two sides is almost equal, using the light attribute to defend against the light attribute magic can basically completely immune to damage, and the same is true for the dark attribute.

Sure enough, the nine hundred and ninety-nine light shooters summoned by Cyril were easily defended by Black Peter with a subordinate magic 'Light Prism'.

"Light attribute magic...... "Cyril suddenly began to feel a little overwhelmed.

Among the many magical attributes, the light attribute has always been known for its proud support ability, and the defense ability is also quite good.

Although its defense against physical attacks is slightly worse than that of earth magic and metal magic, it is extremely resistant to the elements.

With the exception of a very small number of higher-level elements, almost all of the attributes cannot deal full damage to the Light element.

Of course, the dark attribute, which restrains each other with the light attribute, can indeed cause a lot of damage to it.

However, there is basically no magic that Cyril has mastered in the illusion before, which is dark attribute.

And the nearly 100 kinds of magic he recalled at that time began to gradually forget when he returned to the real world, and he only had time to record some of them in his notebook.

"In that case...... "Thinking of what the old man had said to him when he was doing the attribute test before, Cyril had an idea.

The two fingers of his right hand pointed high to the sky, and the robe on Cyril's body rose without wind, and he sang loudly: "LAKE-LILAKE-Brilliant and inextinguishable radiance, the Red Flame Walker that burns heaven and earth, when darkness comes, you break it, O O Immortal Shine of the Sun that is above the heavens!"

After Cyril finished chanting the incantation, a blazing sun suddenly appeared in the sky that was originally covered by the black ** circle.

The large golden fireball suspended in the sky was even more dazzling than a normal sun, and then the golden fireball vibrated violently, and two brilliant white pillars of light shot out from it.

The moment this pillar of light appeared, Cyril's face changed, and the ring on his right index finger turned into a puddle of powder and disappeared.

Black Peter, who was floating in the air, waved his hand unhurriedly and whispered a few incantations in his mouth.

When the pillar of light was about to fall from the sky and hit him, he shouted, "The day of the end of the world!

Compared to the large golden fireball summoned by Cyril, the black fireball that was no less inferior appeared on the other side of the battlefield, and two black rays of light shot out from it.

The black glow dotted with red stars intercepted Cyril's solar flare from mid-air, and the two collided violently and set off a heat wave.

The demonic beasts and demons that were close and could not defend themselves suddenly turned into dry bones.

Swallowing his saliva, Cyril looked at Black Peter in shock, who still maintained that perfect smile, and secretly began to break out in a cold sweat.

Even Harrow found that the current advantage was not with Cyril, the solar flare was pure star magic, because the huge magic array blocked the sun's brilliance, Cyril basically had no way to borrow power from the sun, and the solar flare he created just now was created by using his own magic.

But Black Peter was different, although the dark star flare in his mouth sounded like star magic, but the keen Harrow didn't feel the power of star magic from there, so it was not surprising that he easily intercepted Cyril's magic.

"But the most important thing right now is ...... Cyril: He doesn't have a spellcasting medium right now!"

That's right, that's the most important issue at this point, all but a few sapient beings must use a spellcasting medium to cast their magic.

Special intelligent creatures like Dragons or Bloodlines can only release their own special magic, such as Blood Magic and Dragon Magic, even if they don't use a spell casting medium.

Of course, some powerful mages can cast magic without the use of any casting medium.

However, the power of the magic released by this uncast medium will be about half lower than normal, and if it is released without a spell, the power will be greatly reduced.

Looking at the nervous Cyril, Peter Black smiled and said, "What's the matter? You won't tell me that the magic just now used up all your magic power, that's a bit too exaggerated." ”

Although he didn't exhaust all his mana, the great magic that he released with all his might with the blow just now also consumed thirty percent of Cyril's mana, which was not enough in the first place.

Taking a deep breath, Cyril forced a smile and said, "Haha, don't be kidding, you think you're great just by blocking my magic?"

As soon as the words fell, Cyril swung his right hand a few times, and more than a dozen rotating pentagram magic arrays immediately appeared behind him, and then more than a dozen burning ice-blue fireballs shot out from the magic array.

Black Peter laughed disdainfully, and a large metal hand glowing with golden light appeared from the magic circle behind him, and with a single slap, all the fireballs were scattered, and then reached out to grab Cyril.

Cyril stepped hard under his feet, chanted a few syllables loudly, and two rotating earthy ** circles appeared on the ground under the city wall.

Two steel spikes with a diameter of more than five meters and a metallic luster rose from the ground and slammed into the palm of the big golden hand.

Unexpectedly, these two steel spikes that rose from the ground broke inch by inch when they hit the golden hand, and they failed to slow down the speed at all.

Just as Cyril was in a panic and the incantations were starting to be chanted, Helo, who was standing behind him, took a step forward.

Her two hands flashed with emerald green light, and her hands were closed on her side and pushed forward hard, and an emerald ** magic circle with a diameter of more than twenty meters appeared on the ground.

Then a huge vine grew out of this magic array, and this vine and the rapid growth were wrapped around the golden big hand arm, seeing that the golden big hand was about to hit the city wall, but because of the vine, it could not advance another meter.

Helo's pale face flushed uncharacteristically, and then the vine tightened hard, and there was a creaking and twisting sound from the golden arm, and then the vine was torn apart.

Harrow covered her mouth and coughed a few times, blood seeped out of her fingers, Cyril saw this, hurriedly went up to support her slightly bent shoulder, and said a little nervously: "It's okay, Harrow, are you okay?"

Nodding, Heluo said very weakly: "It's nothing big for the time being, but I can only release that kind of attack just now, and it's still a little too reluctant......"

With that, Harrow let out a few more coughs, and she bent her waist lower, and the blood oozing from her fingers fell to the ground and splattered with blood.

Black Peter, who was floating in the air, clapped his hands and said in a tone of great admiration: "You are worthy of being a virtuous wolf, you are cursed and still have such strong strength, if you are in your heyday, you may be able to fight with me to a draw." No, it's possible to even kill me. ”

"Curse!?" Cyril frowned slightly, keenly aware of the concern in Black Peter's words.

But he knew that this was not the time to dwell on this issue, so he turned his head and said to Antrysta who was standing aside, "Antrysta, please help bring Harrow to the back, and I will keep this piece." ”

Antrysta nodded, then grabbed Harrow's shoulders and lifted her up towards the back.

"By the way, by the way, the Saint-to-be, half of the reason why you want to take this city this time is because of you, please don't run away. Peter said with a smile.

Before Atrista could speak, Cyril stood in front of her, although she didn't know that Atrista was a quasi-saint, but Cyril, who had been paying attention to Black Peter, easily noticed that Black Peter's eyes had been on Atrista all the time.

"What are you kidding, you can't get it today, either in this city or in Andrista!"

After saying a few words in awe-inspiring manner, Cyril took a deep breath, and a pure golden magic array suddenly appeared under his feet.

At this time, the scene was no longer under Cyril's control, and in order to be able to achieve victory, he had to sacrifice one of his killer weapons.

Cyril flipped his palm over and pointed it at himself, and a heavy book appeared in his left hand.

The cover of the book looks like it is made of some kind of metal, with a beautiful blue sheen, and there are multiple magic circles outlined in crystals on the cover.

The entire pages of the book are pure white, and on top of them are countless words that shimmer with various sheens.

With a light tap on the cover of the book, the book unfolded automatically, and with a swishing sound, the paper began to flip on its own.

Cyril looked up, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, and said, "Let you see it! My power, the Book of Almighty!" )