All the glory and power of angels comes from the wings given to them by the light, but when they descend to other planes, they will be limited by the laws of the plane, and they will no longer be able to show their wings and exert their full power.

Only those advent angels who have reached a certain level of cultivation and understood the laws of the plane will have the opportunity to summon their power origins.

Roland is familiar with the history of the Radiant Holy See, and from Meron's mouth, he also knows a lot about the secrets of the Templar, such as the fact that many warriors in the Templar are transformed from the angels sent to the world by the Radiant Vision.

But there have been very few Templars who have been able to show their wings for hundreds of years.

The moment he saw Diana show her angelic wings, Roland knew that he might not be able to compete with her for the Templar Master in his life.

This fact made the sun of the empire feel inexplicably stunned.

Younas also felt the change in Diana's aura, but he fell into a semi-crazy state and ignored it, and many of the spells he had learned in his life came to mind one after another, and then they were put into practice by powerful magic.

From the most basic [Fireball Technique], to the intermediate [Yang Yan], to the high-level [Corona] and [Fire Corridor], flame-type magic is endlessly attacking Diana.

Before entering the City of Dawn, young Younas was known for his fire-based magic, so he was the most proficient in using it.

In the face of this encyclopedic fire spell attack, Diana spread her wings, her body turned into a white shadow shuttling through countless light flames, and the Holy Flame Greatsword swept away the incoming flames like an oar that cut through the waves.

The extreme heat that was enough to melt the rock could not make the pair of white wings burn at all, only to add a new bright color to it.

Countless basin-sized fiery meteors smashed into Diana, who danced gracefully in the flaming meteor shower.

Younas chanted a spell, and the red mist swept through him, and the face of the Banshee of Hell flashed in the mist, and a furious scream swept away.

Hell's Howl

Flame meteors flying in the sky exploded.

Diana's figure paused for a moment, but the next moment, her figure swept at a faster speed, and even the north wind could not reach it.

The snow-white wings slashed like lightning, and the Hell Banshee let out an unwilling cry, and her body disappeared in an instant.

Younas's pupils shrank, he couldn't have imagined that Diana's strength was so strong.

But it's not over yet.

The black mage waved his hand without hesitation, and a hideous bloody mouth suddenly appeared on his arm, and blood spurted out wildly, forming strange magic symbols suspended in the air.

Casting this dangerous spell would cost half of his life force, but Younas, who had already sacrificed his soul, didn't care.

As long as he could summon a ray of projection of Beelzebub, it would be easy to destroy Diana.

After that, with Tismar who arrived in a hurry, he also had a chance to kill the three people on the tower.

However, Diana raised the Flame Greatsword.

A golden sun appears in the sky.

Seeing this familiar scene, Roland's eyes widened in disbelief.

On the plain, Obiro raised his head and sighed, "Such a powerful divine power, when did the Radiant Sect have such a terrifying Sacred Domain powerhouse?"

Count Fastia on the side was holding [Disillusionment], gasped, and muttered, "It's Her Highness Diana, this sword is ......"

Morgan stood at the forefront, the dean's robe on the body of the oldest and highest realm powerhouse of the Holy Empire had been stained with countless dust in the previous fierce battle, and the black flames on Tismar's blade had left indelible marks on the robe.

Before arriving with the Abyss Great Lord, the old man had delayed for a long time, and the consumption was quite huge, and he was also not lightly injured.

But even so, the exemplary bearing of this imperial soldier is still the same, and his expression is indifferent.

Morgan turned his head and said in a stern tone, "You two guys, hurry up and cheer up, what are you doing in a daze? ”

Ophiro spat and waved the dragon chanting spear in his hand in annoyance, "Phew, Lao Tzu is not your subordinate, don't talk to me in this tone, old man Morgan, if I hadn't poked a hole in that demon's arm just now, at least one of the two of you would have to kneel." ”

Fastia glanced at Ophiro and snorted coldly, "Without my [Disillusionment] to fend off its magical attacks, you are now a roasted dragon, where is the chance to stab it with one shot?"

"Don't accept it, it's a kind of heads-up, after being beaten down by me, how about inviting me to drink a hundred glasses of your empire's wine?" Ophilo scolded, "If you don't drink this earl to ruin, Lao Tzu is not worthy of being called a descendant of the dragon vein." ”

Fastia turned her head helplessly, no longer paying attention to this dragon knight drunkard who had no trace of the demeanor of a sanctuary powerhouse on his body.

Tismar felt a little restless inside.

After slaughtering an entire Golden Iris Knights, the Grand Lord thought he would make it all the way to the outside of the Colosseum.

However, this is only a thousand meters away, but he walked for more than half an hour, during which he has been entangled with Morgan.

This human is strong, Tismal admits it, but it doesn't care, he has seen too many humans stronger than Morgan in the demon's long life.

But after the actual battle, he realized that the most powerful thing about this human old man was not his martial arts, but his incomparably rich combat experience and terrifying strategic mind.

After only a few minutes of wrestling with him, Morgan figured out the Demon Lord's fighting style and various abilities, and successfully delayed it for more than ten minutes.

When Fastia and Ophiro joined the fray, Morgan simply withdrew, leaving the task of attacking to the other two as a defense and command.

Under Morgan's dispatch, the tacit cooperation between the two Sanctuaries brought a lot of trouble to the Abyss Great Lord, and almost hit him hard several times.

Fastia's offensive appeared to be neutral and calm, both in terms of containment and support, and the lethality of the legendary longsword also made Tismal dare not underestimate it, and its armor had several more gaps.

However, among the three Sanctuary Realms, it was not Morgan or Fastia who really made the Abyss Lord jealous, but Ophiro who was armed with a dragon war spear.

This dragon knight of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, leading the way, attracted half of the Abyss Lord's attack with a spear, his attacks were wild and unrestrained, completely abandoning defense, just attacking, attacking, and attacking again without reservation.

What shocked the Abyss Lord even more was that this human possessed almost a strength comparable to his, and in the head-to-head battle, he violently shook the Great Lord's blade away several times.

In this human, he smelled a familiar aura, it was the breath of an ancient dragon, and for the Abyss Lord, this was one of the few races that could make him feel wary.

At this moment, a round of golden sun suddenly appeared in the sky, and the light illuminated the plains of Olympia, and the holy aura made even the Great Lord of the Abyss tremble a little.

【Heavenly Judgment】

The supreme sword technique of the Divine Sword Style, in the same day, appeared twice.

Under the light, the black ** flame that enveloped the Abyss Lord's whole body melted like snowflakes, and his aura weakened suddenly.

The three Sanctuaries all felt the changes in the Abyss Great Lord.

Morgan glanced at Ophero, "It's time for you to make a move, don't tell me that your dragon vein ability is just for decoration." ”

"Hehe, if you don't keep a hand, after the fight is over, I will be plotted by the two of you treacherous and cunning Holy Empire Sword Saints, won't I be able to leave. Ophero rolled his eyes. "Besides, why should I help your Holy Empire kill this demon?"

Morgan said: "The empire and the dragon lance are not yet at war, you and I are very aware of this, if you don't make a move, the demon will appear in the Jupiter Colosseum this time, and you will have to take the blame for the dragon lance, when the time comes, what kind of attitude do you think the people of other countries on the mainland will put towards the dragon lance dynasty?"

Ophiro snorted, "Do you think I'll care about the shit of national prestige?"

"You can be shameless, but most of the people in those families of the Dragon Lance Dynasty still attach great importance to this thing, and this is politics. ”

Morgan looked faintly at the dragon knight with a rebellious look between his eyebrows, and said in a warning tone, "Besides, Rommel is still in the arena. ”

This sentence was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Okay, I'm out of the way. Ophiro took a step forward, a strong intent to kill from the spear in his hand.

Morgan and Fastia held their breath as they waited for Ophero to deliver his strongest blow.

Even for a powerhouse of their level, it was very rare to be able to see the bloodline ability of a high-level dragon vein person.

Those who have completed the awakening of the bloodline will not only be able to obtain an unimaginable physique, but more importantly, they will also obtain extremely powerful bloodline skills.

In each generation of dragon vein people born in the eight dragon vein families, some family members will finally complete the bloodline awakening, and they can be regarded as achieving a qualitative change in the true sense only when they obtain the bloodline ability.