【Frost Armor】

Roland recognized the spell and immediately recited a long classical scripture: "The Seraph, the Seraph of Justice and Judgment, the Great Walker of the Radiant Throne, grant your devout believers the flame of heaven to burn all evil, filth, and uncleanness." ”

The silver blade rippled with flames, and the frost armor on Rommel's body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye under the shroud of heat.

Roland raised the cross sword surrounded by holy flames, and the two sword lights alternately slashed horizontally and vertically, and a cross formed by flames appeared in front of Rommel.

Holy Sword --- [Cross Slash]

Seeing this signature skill that had appeared in countless and belonged to the paladin, Rommel's pupils shrank slightly.

However, the natural aggressive nature of the dragon vein made Rommel not intimidated by the flame cross in front of him, on the contrary, his battle spirit was completely ignited, and the front end of the black war spear condensed snowflakes, and the chill poured out.

The snowflakes fluttered and flowed endlessly, and the magic power of the dragon vein warlock was released into the air, and countless ice elements felt the supreme dragon power contained in the magic power, and involuntarily chose to surrender.

Thousands of snowflakes, like fairytales in a fairy tale, flew around Rommel.

Frost Magic --- Snow Country

The huge crosses formed by the flames fell into the realm of snowflakes, and the white elves were mercilessly ignited by the flames, but the flames were also swallowed by the flying snow, and quickly disintegrated and collapsed.

There was a sudden fluctuation of magic power filled with the smell of metal in the air, and the sword that flashed with cold light appeared in front of Roland like a branch, alchemy magic--[Sword Blade Barrier].

The number of alchemy spells with attack ability is extremely small, and the [Sword Blade Barrier] is undoubtedly one of the most terrifying.

More than a dozen swords trembled slightly, surrounding Roland like wild bees flying, pulling out the warp and weft of death.

Roland turned around in a dashing manner, the cross sword in his hand spun rapidly, drawing silver arcs with an elegant attitude, intertwined into an impermeable sword net, and the flying swords were picked up one by one, and the crisp sound of the blade hitting was endless.

No matter how tricky the angle is, no matter how sharp the piercing, it will not be able to break through the defense of the cross sword.

The audience who witnessed this scene, no matter what they thought of Roland before the battle, couldn't help but applaud the paladin's exquisite swordsmanship at this moment.

"What a wonderful swordsmanship, Brother Fastia, I dare say, even you can't catch so many flying swords at his age. "The old man of Monte Cristo is in good spirits.

Fastia nodded, "On a purely technical level, he has reached the pinnacle of a high-ranking knight. ”

The last sword was slashed in the air by the cross sword, breaking in two.

However, in the next moment, a silver-white electric current suddenly burst out from the fingertips of the dragon veiner.

【Lightning Chain】

Roland quickly raised his long sword, the light of divine magic flickering on the cross sword, facing the most powerful of this mid-level magic, even as a powerful paladin, he had to be serious.

Unexpectedly, the silver-white electric beam passed by Roland, hitting an alchemy sword stuck in the ground, bounced back with a strange twist, bifurcated like a stream of water in mid-air, and hit the other two swords one after another, bifurcating again.........

By the time Roland reacted, dozens of lightning snakes had surrounded him, and the electric snakes raised their heads and let out a piercing hissing sound, enveloping them from all directions.

"Do you think I'm going to waste my magic on magic that doesn't work for you?"

Rommel smiled mockingly, "Lava spirits who sleep in the earth, I show you the sacred coat of arms, obey the call of my generation, follow the law of fire, and show your ......wrath to my enemies." ”

This spell was recited in the language of the dragon, and in the face of the paladin, the dragon warlock finally used his most powerful ability--- dragon magic.

The deep syllables unique to the dragon language resounded throughout the audience, and the crimson pentagram emerged under Roland's feet, forming a huge magic array pattern, each line flowing with an almost substantial fire element, and the five swords were inserted into the five acute angles of the pentagram.

At the high temperature, the metal blade was scorched a dark red, showing signs of melting.

Othello, the leader of the Magic Guild, who was sitting at the height of the tower, was slightly moved: "This is ...... [Crimson Flowing Fire]. ”

[Crimson Flowing Fire], a magic recorded in ancient texts, its earliest users were dragons and dwarves, even the ancient High Elf tribes who were proficient in magic failed to master it, and did not take it into account when formulating the magic system, and it has been lost since.

But its true power is in no way inferior to any high-level magic mastered by human mages today.

The blood of the dragon endowed Rommel with huge spiritual power, bringing an unimaginable high-speed spell-casting ability, which allowed him to ignore many syllables in the spell and achieve an effect similar to the instantaneous effect of magic, and only the mid-level magic power could crush the vast majority of high-level mages

But what is truly terrifying about the Dragon Pulse Warlock is his ability to speak dragons, with the help of which Rommel can perform ancient magic that only dragons can master.

With hot sand as a base and a sword as a medium, Rommel awakened this magic that had been in the dust for thousands of years, and made it reappear in the arena of the Holy Empire.

Rommel raised his spear and pointed it at the ground at Roland's feet.

A dark red flame ignited in the center of the pentagram, expanding at an alarming speed, forming a blazing pillar of flame that completely engulfed Roland.

The silver-white electricity spread its teeth and claws, and rushed towards the center of the flames, and the electricity and fire intertwined, setting off a dense explosion sound.

Violent elemental fluctuations swept across most of the arena, and the center of the hot sand field suddenly turned into a purgatory of arcs and flames.

The hot mist surged, and the surface of the ground within a radius of about 20 meters in the arena, the red hot sand was carbonized into dust and slag under the action of high temperature and ionization, and it was pitch black.

Rommel took a breath, for him who had not yet completed the awakening of his bloodline, it was a big load to cast dragon magic spells, and more than half of his mental power was consumed in an instant, and a sense of collapse hit his mind.

The golden light flickered in the hot mist, fading away.

Roland's face was pale, half-kneeling on the ground, the gray chain mail had turned a charred color in the heat, and the blade of the cross sword had completely melted, leaving only a bare hilt.

The magical power that was enough to destroy a giant Beamon poured out on him without reservation, and even Roland consumed quite a lot of magic power in order to resist this dragon magic.

But even a few days ago, the divine magic that resisted Rommel's countless attack magic, this time it failed to completely resist the power generated by the combination of two magics,

"[Divine Guardian]. Rommel frowned, "The high-level magic of the Church of Light, no wonder it can resist my [Crimson Flowing Fire]. ”

Roland coughed heavily, "Is the dragon magic very powerful, if you had used it at the beginning of the last team battle, maybe we would have lost it in the morning." ”

"No, your defeat is doomed. Rommel's face was also very pale, but his tone was extremely excited, "You have no sword anymore, you will definitely lose this game, I won." ”

He does have a reason to be proud, even a genius like Roland, a figure on the same level as Diana has been defeated at his feet, and in the future, who in the entire Dragon Lance Dynasty will say that he is second only to that Gayan.

He succeeded, and after this battle, his reputation would surpass that of all the knights and mages of the younger generation on the continent, becoming the first person of the new generation in the true sense, and even Kayan who had inherited the blood of the Divine Dragon could not be compared.

However, he saw that Roland laughed, and there was a rare mockery in his smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Rommel asked coldly.

"Dragon-veiner, you don't understand at all. Roland wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of pity flashed on his handsome face,

"You were born with a great background, a strong bloodline, but it is also your weakness, your strengths make you arrogant, and you are too accustomed to looking at those who are better than you, trying to surpass them. ”

Rommel sneered: "Constantly keeping up with the strong and surpassing them is the way to become stronger, what's wrong? Besides, now that even you have become my defeated men, what qualifications do you have to preach here?"