Chapter 51: Blasphemy against the Knight
Holding the giant hand of the crossbow arrow, the black gas began to roll, it was the power condensing, and the floating airship responded to the Nightmare Tower with an equally strong attitude.
A dangerous aura filled the air, and the energy fluctuations caused by the confrontation of the second-level wizards swept through like a tsunami.
Some of the apprentices standing below were already shaky, and the airship trembled slightly.
In this fluctuation of energy, the apprentice lost almost all control of his energy.
However, even if they were unable to unleash any of the sorcery, the apprentices of the Tower of Nightmares still stared at the airship in the air with a hateful and angry gaze.
In the face of the bloody deathmatch, there was no fear of official wizards in their eyes, only hatred of the enemy.
Two potions quietly slipped into Ron's hands, they were two potions that exuded a scorching aura, although they could not release witchcraft, but they could still do it by activating a few potions, and the True Eye had already shown the power compartment of the floating airship in front of Ron, although this distance could not carry out an effective attack, but Ron believed that as long as the war started, the floating airship would inevitably be shot down as soon as possible.
At that time, as long as one of the lava burst fireballs can enter the power compartment, it will be enough to trigger the explosion of the airship, and even if he must die in the aftermath of the official wizard's sorcery, it will not stop Ron's madness before he dies.
"Why should the two heads of state be so nervous. ”
A soft female voice suddenly sounded, this voice was so gentle, at the moment of the voice, the battle intent in Ron's eyes quietly extinguished, and then there was a confused look, as if it was his mother's call, so that he involuntarily let go of all his defenses, and couldn't help but want to get close.
"Shhh
Marais's voice suddenly sounded in Ron's consciousness, pulling him back from his confusion, and Ron immediately held the two potions that were about to slip down.
"It's dangerous!"
Ron instantly broke out in a cold sweat, if these two potions fell to the ground like this, those first-order apprentices behind him were afraid that they would die immediately.
Out of the corner of Ron's eye, he saw the crowd around him who were also desperate, and everyone was caught up in that strange voice, and their eyes were confused.
This made Ron instantly understand that the voice he was listening to was not a hallucination, but a large-scale sorcery - Requiem.
Although the Requiem is only a first-level witchcraft, the person who released this witchcraft is obviously strong, Ron even heard a muffled snort from behind him, obviously many first-level wizards have been tricked, although they rely on their own strength to immediately get rid of the influence of the Requiem, but in the duel of wizards, it is the difference between life and death in an instant.
Ron resisted the urge to turn his head, and tried his best to calm himself down and make himself look less conspicuous, hoping that no one would notice his strangeness.
"Humph!"
Moriago's soft snort rang out in time, and the hum echoed heavily in the consciousness of each apprentice, like a thunderclap, pulling everyone out of the atmosphere created by that strange sound at the same time.
So everyone returned to this world full of anger and hatred, the only difference was that the giant black hand outside the floating airship had quietly disappeared, along with the slender crossbow arrow.
Moriago's magic eye staff also closed the shriveled eye tightly, and Elvis's eyes returned to normal.
Six visitors dressed in ash robes appeared on the adjacent stands at some point, led by a woman of outstanding grace, and anyone who saw her would feel a tranquility welling up from the depths of their hearts, with long hair taller than a person, gently floating in the air.
Her demeanor alone attracts all attention.
With the lesson of Requiem in front of him, Ron deliberately lowered his gaze, not looking at the face that was enough to make any man's heart move, a second-level wizard was definitely not something he could touch now, not even staring.
In her right hand, she held a strangely shaped scale.
The balance is bounded by the pointer in the center, and the left and right are divided into black and white, the black side is a devil who roars to the sky, and the white side is an angel standing with a sword, exuding a faint holy light.
This is the El Lodge scale, the master of the bloody deathmatch.
"Dorothea!" Moliago and Elvis bowed at the same time, for such an existence that was already at the peak of a second-level wizard, he deserved such respect from them, not to mention that he was also holding the witchcraft of the Speaker of the Ashes.
Dorothea nodded in response.
In front of her, the floating airship of the House of Souls no longer dared to fly arrogantly in the air, but quickly landed in the stands opposite the Nightmare Tower.
First to appear was the Führer Soth, who also saluted Dorothea, and then the other wizards disembarked from the airship, followed by the forty-six apprentices.
This made the pupils of Ron and the others on the opposite side shrink, because these forty-six apprentices were all third-order apprentices.
It's almost bad news for them.
When the forty-six third-order apprentices stood on the opposite side, for a moment, Ron even felt a tremor from his side, and he knew that it was a forcibly suppressed fear.
The last to disembark from the airship were two knights in heavy armor armed with heavy swords, and the moment they fell from the airship, a black ring wave with a diameter of nearly two meters spun from under their feet, and the place where the black ring went was a place of desecration.
Ron's eyes instantly shrank into the most dangerous pinholes, as he felt a palpitating strength from those two.
And that power was so evil, Ron didn't notice it, and when the two appeared, a purple light flashed on the ring with the snake-ringed tail wrapped around his little finger.
"Blasphemy Knight!"
A solemn look appeared in Elvis's eyes, and the Book of Wizards reappeared, and if anyone looked closely, they would find that the same image appeared several times in the Book of Wizards, which was a hydra that hissed up to the sky, and under it was an endless black abyss.
The two blasphemous knights, like two cold stone statues, stood behind Thus with their swords, hiding every inch of skin behind the scale armor, and a trace of black qi overflowed from the crack in the scale armor, evil and weird.
It seems that if you look at it more, your soul will be blasphemed.
Dorothea gave the two blasphemous knights a deep look, then tossed the scales in her hands into the air.
The black and white scales floated directly above the ring, then spun and began to grow, and the black and white light swept over the opposing sides until the demons and angels at each end were two meters high.
The El Lodge scales suddenly stopped spinning and froze in the void.
One end of the Sword Angel landed on the side of the Nightmare Tower, and the other end of the Roaring Demon pointed to the House of Souls.