Each ray of holy light was wrapped in a huge divine aura, falling from the depths of the heavenly dome, and even the sun was discolored.

In the sky, countless illusory figures with slender wings appeared, those phantoms had delicate and perfect faces, their lips moved, and the light and elegant prayers intertwined in the void, singing the immortal holy scriptures.

With each chant, a ray of light shone down and slashed across the snowfield.

Under the hostile light, Constantine's skin began to steam, and his eyelashes, hair, and black robes began to burn, and the flames were faintly golden.

"Whoever believes in the light will be saved, and whoever praises your name will be inviolated. ”

With a wave of his hand, Drakes rained down the sky and poured it on him, forming a perfect circle of divine runes, making his figure shrouded in light appear even taller, like a god.

[Divine Blessing Flower] can make the caster under the protection of the aura immune from all negative statuses, immune to all physical damage, and reduce the power of magic attacks on the caster to more than half of the original amount.

The effect of this Heavenly Defying Divine Technique is only four seconds under normal circumstances, but with the amplification of [Oracle], Drex can maintain [Divine Blessing Flower] for up to half a minute.

This means that in thirty seconds, the Grand Inquisitor is in a state of near-invincibility.

That's how powerful a top-tier magician is.

The Magician is the class with the highest ceiling among all the legal professions, and a top-level magician can sweep almost all the powerhouses of the same realm.

"Whether it is a mage or a dragon, no matter how powerful they are, their power is limited after all, and they are naturally bound by the laws of the plane, but the brilliance that originates from the Lord is infinite, and can extend to an infinite expanse of time and space. ”

Drexes looked at Constantine indifferently, as if he was looking at the woman in white many years ago, "Vainly trying to use limited strength to fight infinity, how can your mother and ancestors not fail?"

"The torch of judgment will first be lit from above the Holy Empire, and it will continue to move forward, burning the arrogant dragon descendants of the Dragon Lance Dynasty into the dust of history until it spreads throughout the human realm. ”

"In the distant future, the glorious power will cross the ocean and conquer the wild and primitive continent on the other side, and all the ignorant and backward races will crawl under the light. Drakes' voice grew louder and more intense.

The fanaticism in Drex's eyes was like boiling magma, "This is the meaning of the existence of the Church, the golden path that countless sages and saints have paved for us with their bodies, and anyone who stands in the way of this path has no other way but destruction." ”

This is a madman!

Constantine made the following judgment in his heart.

But what made him feel helpless was that he couldn't beat this madman at all.

However, the fact that he can't defeat Drex, who uses the [Oracle Technique], doesn't mean that he doesn't have items in his hand that can defeat the opponent.

The staff made of wood melted in the radiance, but the blue crystal pendant floated in midair, emitting a mysterious glow.

Countless tiny blue runes spread around Constantine like stars, shielding him from the endless radiance.

The key that Faust left to his descendants to open the mausoleum once again came into play at a critical moment.

Dao Divine Radiance fell, striking on the Starlight streamer, but it was dispelled by the power contained in the starlight.

Drakes' eyes froze, and his mind recalled those familiar images from years ago.

But today and then are different.

"Is the magic of the starry sky created by Faust really powerful, but unfortunately, your magic is far less than that of your mother, how can this little light of fireflies compete with the sun?" Drexes mocked.

With a wave of the Grand Inquisitor's white robe, an endless tide of holy light poured towards Constantine, bombarding the starlight barrier that guarded the young man.

The crystal pendant swayed, and cracks spread across the pendant.

Constantine felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, as he had previously guessed, the power of the Holy Key was limited.

During the Olympia Underground War, the pendant consumed a lot of energy in order to deal with the projection of the demon king Beelzebub.

And in the Heavenly Mountain, the Pope summoned the [Oracle Technique] to unlock the dusty memories in the pendant, and also consumed a lot of the power of the pendant itself.

No matter how powerful a magic item is, there is a limit after all, and without the replenishment of magic power, this crystal pendant can still play a role after a thousand years, and it is already a miracle in itself against terrifying existences such as the Abyss Demon King and the Grand Inquisitor.

Today, it seems that miracles will not happen again.

Constantine took a deep breath, the crystal sword emitted a brilliant crystal light, held the pendant in one hand, and rushed into the dazzling holy light, and launched a charge against the stinging sensation of infinite light burning his whole body.

Now that death is inevitable, burn your life and make a last-ditch stand!

Thinking about this clearly, Constantine calmed down, and the pain in his body seemed to be alleviated a little.

With his wrist raised, [Dawn] drew a slender arc, slashing towards the endless light in the sky, and the crystal clear blade refracted countless golden-red afterglow, and in the crystal light, a round of bright twilight sprinkled around, and the soft twilight shrouded the four fields of the snowfield.

【Twilight】

Constantine's father, the peerless sword move created by the deceased Northland Sword Saint Grand Duke Ellögaard, is the peak of swordsmanship that all the sword saints in the continent cannot surpass.

In the arena, Constantine used this sword to break the ultimate move in the Holy Sword Style, crossed the border and defeated Roland, who was a Sanctuary, and became a legend in the hearts of countless people of the Holy Empire.

However, his opponent today is not an ordinary Sword Master, but Drakes, the second person in the Church of Light, a candidate for the previous Pope, and in addition to the current Pope Innocent, the only two geniuses who have reached the supreme realm of divine arts, a legend in the true sense of the word.

If Innocent hadn't returned from studying in the City of Dawn, the current master of the Holy See would be Drakes.

And the power of the [Oracle Technique] is far superior to the [Heavenly Judgment] cast by Roland.

The twilight flickered in the sky for a few seconds, and soon it was swallowed up by the tide of holy light, and it dissipated like a flash in the pan.

The Twilight Zone failed to break through the encirclement of the Endless Radiance, and Constantine's body was immediately submerged in the sea of Light.

The vision was blurred, and Constantine felt as if his soul and body were drops of water exposed to the heat of the desert, rapidly vaporizing and decomposing.

The vibration in the palm of the palm was violently abnormal, the crystal pendant was covered with countless cracks, and countless blue crystal chips fell, and finally... Broken.

This holy key, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has finally come to the end of its life.

Constantine stopped, he understood that there was no point in continuing to rush, and the moment the pendant broke, it meant that he had been defeated.

Death is really coming.

"Sure enough, I'm still too weak!" Constantine muttered, his smile a little bitter.

He did his best. However, even with all his might, the huge gap in strength between him and Drakes was still like an unbridgeable chasm.

He has also faced opponents stronger than himself on more than one occasion, has enough combat experience for this, and has won all of them.

However, the boy always knew in his heart that the more fundamental reason was that the opponents he had faced in the past were not strong enough, at least not strong enough to make him desperate.

But today, an enemy who is strong enough to completely crush him has finally appeared.

Constantine raised his head with difficulty, looking at the surging light that fell from the sky, and thought to himself that his father had seen such a scene before he died.

There was no despair, no fear, just a little unwillingness.

There are many wishes that have not yet been fulfilled, and he has not yet completed the great cause of restoring Azerolia, standing at the head of the newly built Winter City, loudly announcing his identity in the face of the north wind, and taking on his father's high hopes.

He hadn't yet opened the tomb of St. Faust and seen the treasures that might contain infinite power and knowledge.

He hadn't set foot in the City of Dawn, seen the legendary Council of Magic, hadn't seen the far-flung wilderness, hadn't seen real dragons and elves...

He is still very young, but there are so many wonderful things in this world, he didn't have time to appreciate it.

He was not reconciled.

As soon as Constantine's hand was released, the broken crystal pendant turned into countless crystal blue crumbs spilling from his palm, and went away with the wind, just like his withered will at this moment...

At that moment, a tiny ray of light rose from the palm of his hand, swam around it, and then slammed into his chest.

Constantine's body shook, and then a majestic picture appeared in front of him, which was the endless vastness of the void, suspended thousands of stars.

He stood among the countless stars.

The soul is pulled by a strange force, like a feather blown by the wind, swaying tens of thousands of miles, swimming in the magnificent and vast galaxy.

The picture suddenly shattered, and his body fell into an endless dark abyss, surrounded by pitch black, shrouded in a faint mist, and in the darkness, ripples rippled under his feet.

This is the depths of his spiritual world.

A grand sound appeared in the depths of his mind, with an irresistible majesty, descending directly on his soul, shaking his soul deeply.

"In the primordial age of chaos, the World Tree stands. ”

"After the fall of the gods, the stars weep blood, and dusk falls. ”

"Descendant of the High Star, remember your mission, pick up your lost true name, return to this world, turn the ancient wheel of life, and bring the World Tree to life. ”

With the emergence of this powerful will to exist, the fog slowly faded away in the pitch-black spiritual sea.

A pale blue light lit up in front of Constantine's eyes, and the light was like water, condensing a line of tiny runes.

That kind of writing does not belong to any known language in the world, it is extremely profound and difficult, and it is extremely three-dimensional, and each character rotates as if it has its own life, as if it contains infinite wisdom and rules.

Before he could see the line of runes, there was a roar overhead, and Constantine looked up and was shocked to find that dozens of stars were smashing towards him.

......

Deep in the Mountains of Eternal Night,

Laplace and Salin stood at the top of a mountain peak, staring at the sky, and the deep gaze of the silver-robed old man passed through the sky and fell into the depths of the endless sea of stars.

"Finally appeared. Laplace's eyes showed deep emotion, as well as a few shocks. “

Salin was silent, recalling the scene many years ago, when the woman in white stood on the top of the peak of the Dawn Mountain, her sleeves fluttering, and the stars shining all around her.

"The stars are descending, and the wheel of fortune is about to begin to turn. Salin suddenly remembered this proverb that had been passed down from generation to generation by the great priests of the Wu clan.

Has fate begun to change?

......

Behind him spread two wings, drakes up in the air, staring indifferently at the earth engulfed by the light below.

In his eyes, Constantine was already equated with a dead man.

Not to mention ordinary humans, even if they are powerhouses at the peak of the Holy Domain, or the legendary ancient dragons, under the blow of the holy light summoned by the [Oracle Technique], there will be no possibility of survival, and the body and soul will be completely destroyed and purified.

Using [Oracle] to deal with a young man who is not even a Sanctuary seems to be extremely overkill, but Drakes is not careless at all.

Although that woman had been dead for many years, the shadow left on Drakes was as dark as yesterday, so in the face of her son, Constantine, whose strength was far inferior to his own, the Grand Inquisitor used the [Oracle Technique] extremely rarely.

In the eyes of the Grand Inquisitor, who had a fanatical belief in brilliance, the boy and his mother were the greatest heretics worthy of the highest standards.

It's not enough to destroy the body, even the soul must be destroyed to reassure Drakes.

"I guess it's already destroyed. Drakes thought to himself as he looked at the snow that was completely silent.

However, a faint star, emerging from the Ocean of Light, appeared in Drakes' eyes, causing his ancient heart to tremble violently.

On the snowy field, Constantine raised his head and stretched out his hand to the sky, like the little boy who was a child in the snow of Winterfell, clumsily reaching out to pluck the stars.

His right eye turned a deep blue, and the worldly illusion faded away in his eyes, leaving only the dozens of twinkling stars in the depths of the sky.

Unlike many years ago, this time, he really caught the stars.

In the dark, he felt that he had established an invisible connection with the dozens of stars, and their power could be used for his own purposes.

At this moment, in his sea of consciousness, which was as dark as the sky, dozens of dim stars wandered away, dotting the endless night sky, flickering vigorously, illuminating a corner of the night sky. Although the whole is still dark and chaotic, at least it is no longer dark.

In the real world, dozens of stars appeared around him one after another.

Different from the past, this is the star that is directly summoned through his spiritual power, and it really belongs to his own power.

Therefore, although there are only a few dozen stars, the feeling presented is completely different, and it has its own temperament and soul.

"Azure Star Field!" the old man shouted in the sky.