Nerva led the witch hunters and made steady progress.

And Kane's grand spell casting has taken a step further.

'Sa!'

Nebulae, constellations, and stars fly away from overhead, under feet, and all around, giving people the feeling that they are traveling faster than light towards the center of the universe.

Infinite years, hundreds of millions of light years, the glory passes, the stars change.

In the distance, the elemental pillars of light turned into a crown of stellar light, shining deep and magnificent.

Some people in the team couldn't help but sway, their legs were weak, and they almost fell.

The companion next to him grabbed him, stepped on the void, and continued to walk.

At the same time, deep underground, the Sigma Werewolf, who was equipped with armor with a mechanical arm, remounted the arm blade, and then removed the broadsword from the weapon rack and hung it on his waist.

The entire area was dimly lit, like a power outage, except for the orange-red glow of the floor lamp, which resembled a backup light source.

This makes the specific scene of the area unreal, and can only barely be seen to be modern science fiction style, as spotless as a sterile laboratory, and the corridor is not an ordinary style, but hexagonal, and the floor lamp is on the side that is obliquely down.

The magic armor worn by the werewolf of Sigma is more like a mecha suit, but on the edge, there are a series of etched runes flowing with light, making the armor a little more luxurious and mysterious on the basis of the future wind.

The werewolves didn't speak, arming themselves in an orderly manner like a veteran of a hundred battles on the battlefield, the atmosphere was solemn, but each individual seemed relaxed, as if the next step was not to fight hard, but to go out for a walk after dinner, which was in line with the seriousness and liveliness of the essence.

After the arming, quickly find their own squad, a group of six, two groups of one squad, form an order in the march, and take the elevator to the upper floor.

On the outer frame of the hoistway, the light of the lights at intervals brought flickering light and darkness to the ascending elevator, and all the Sigma werewolves stood like stone sculptures, their pupils shining like ice chips.

The elevator stopped, the door opened, and at the end of the passage was a portal room without a door, and in the distance, you could see the magic array that had been activated and flowed with light.

Enter in formation, then head to the battlefield.

The same situation was done in several areas, there were far more than one elevator and teleportation room, and the Sigma werewolves involved in the battle were not a squad, but a warband.

Above the squad is the squad, above the squad is the squadron, above the squadron is the brigade, and then there is the war group, although they are all two-two systems, but there are also nearly 200 people.

Up to the surface, in the vision of the werewolves of Sigma, Nerva and his party were a small group of people marching through the swampy meadows, except for the faint wisps of magical light and mist circulating in the air, there was nothing else abnormal.

"Glorify my lord!" the werewolf leader roared.

"Roar!" the rest of the werewolves whispered in response, then fell on all fours like beasts and charged towards their target.

Unlike ordinary werewolves, who run with their upper bodies low, Sigma werewolves have more complex structures and muscular joints, and when they run on their backs, they can run like beasts and rely on their tails to maintain their body balance at high speeds, rather than like werewolves, who are not good at running, but can only jump.

The wolves go to war and rush wildly.

Nerva's sense of sensitivity was extraordinary, and he instinctively glanced in the direction of the two werewolves, although in his field of vision, both were dotted with stars, and there were nebulae and stars flying around him, but these had limited effect on him, and his attention was always highly focused.

"My Lord is sheltered, and the path of the Holy Light will be smooth!"

Nerva's spell casting system is more like a series of vows in mantras, demanding the degree of precedence of faith, which must be obsessive and unrepentant, and can turn a blind eye to the facts in front of them.

Nerva did it, and because of this, his magic was not to weave a model of a spell like a mage and then charge it, but to directly drive the energy and form a phenomenon.

The massive diamond at the tip of the scepter burst into a cloud of crystalline powder, which turned into an endless speck of light, which spread like blowing sand, and the white light spread with it, like glowing fine snowflakes, forming a cone-shaped band of light in the deep dome.

When the priests stepped on this belt of light, their hearts suddenly became much more steady, and the panic of stepping on the void, as if moving forward on the abyss, was eliminated.

With a gesture of Kane's hand, eight obsidian-like, egg-sized energy crystals appeared in front of him, and with a single pocket of his hand, the crystals were all encased in a translucent ball of magic power.

This magic ball was made by him with his own magic power, and the electric arc flowed inside, and the crystals that were frequently shocked began to crack and glow, and their stability was greatly reduced, and they were obviously about to explode.

"10,000 bullets!"

With the same spell, Hermione attacks the critters around her, Faust bombards with a bunch of intelligent clay bombs, and Kane goes straight to the compound spell model.

The magic ball is like a spitting machine, and the energy crystals that are activated are the raw materials, and the magic ball processes them into magic bullets and releases them.

In a very short period of time, the magic ball was like a glorious sun, shooting out a large number of magic bullets, and the individuals of these magic bullets were purple fireballs the size of sandbags with high-energy cores.

They have a targeting effect that will eventually pounce on the same attack area, regardless of the direction in which the initial spray is launched.

They are as fast as bullets, forming a shuttle-like light and shadow in the air.

They tear through the air and make a whooshing sound, and when tens of thousands of such sounds converge, it is the roar of a rain shower.

It was a shower of tens of thousands of fire shuttles, like a metal storm raining down ammunition, and it was also very sudden.

Many of the priests thought at first that it was one of the magnificent cosmic wonders they had been experiencing and were emerging, part of the illusion.

Until the two adjudicators shouted a warning.

"Defend with all your might!"

With a roar, the rain of fire shuttles was already baptizing the area.

THE PENETRATION OF THESE SHUTTLES IS STRONGER THAN THAT OF A 12.7MM SNIPER RIFLE BULLET, AND IT IS LIQUID ENERGY, WHICH CAN BE UNDERSTOOD AS A HIGH-TEMPERATURE METAL SOLUTION, AND THE LETHALITY IS EXTRAORDINARY. More importantly, it has the characteristics of continuity.

The power is concentrated, the point is broken, and it is a continuous hit.

In comparison, Faust's clay bomb can only be said to be too big to be worthy. The clerics withstood the peak shock wave of the explosion and were largely unscathed.

But not this time, they need targeted point defense, but the large number of fire shuttles allows them to only defend on the surface.

Breakthrough!

Their uniforms are also made of special materials, which have their own protective properties, and their defense is stronger after being able to use them.

Breakthrough!

They wore holy relics, and the six-pointed star pendant was called Solomon's Star with another interpretation.

Unbeknownst to them, of course, this was actually the item created by the predecessors of the Inquisition, who, after reading the Key of Solomon, recorded the weaknesses of some of the seventy-two demon gods, and after selecting them, used their blood as a medium.

Its essence is to take damage, and the demon god will take the damage on its behalf.

The orange-red light shone brightly, the color of the fire of hell. The magic pendant shatters, and the effect of the damage is cracked.

Breakthrough!

There is also the body, the witch hunter has accepted the rules and precepts of penance since childhood, and the body is far tougher than ordinary people.

Still breaking through!

There are only a few dozen priests, and they are close to each other, and there are tens of thousands of fire shuttles......

At the same time, Nerva also attacked.

After he paved the path of light, the spreading light swept through several Sigma werewolves.

Although it was only stained with a few small pieces of crystal, and was quickly consumed by the forces of darkness, Nerva caught them.

He immediately realized that his feeling was not wrong, and the other party had indeed sent a combat force to besiege and raid with the help of illusions.

"Distant strike!" he shouted, sweeping with his scepter refilled with Imperial Green Emerald Stone.

The Holy Sword of Light, a super-large arc blade of light with a radius of more than two hundred meters, flew towards a part of the werewolves in a fan shape with this sweep.

"Obstacles!" Kane cast a spell as well, but not with a wand, but with a staff.

A dark energy crystal instantly shattered and burned, like countless gunpowder powder bursting in the air, except that the light star was black.

'Buzz!'

In front of the Sword of Light's energy slash, three black light curtains were generated.

'Click!'

The light curtain was slashed one after another, and the chips flew like glass plates shattering, and the light of the energy slash was visibly dimmed and became transparent.

Nerva laughed, realizing that Kane's spell was actually half a beat slower, which meant there was a chance to take advantage of it......