Hot sand racetrack.

Half an hour ago, this was the focus of the entire arena, but in the chaos, no one has long since turned their eyes here, paying attention to the two finalists, and everyone is running for their lives.

The moment the [Natural Disaster] appeared, Roland, as a paladin, felt it the most, and his complexion immediately changed greatly.

Subsequently, the figures of the corpse witches appeared in the eyes of Constantine and Roland.

"Undead, they showed up like this?" Constantine frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

A corpse witch stared at the two of them in the hot sand arena, hoarse syllables rolling out of his throat, and raised his finger to the center of the hot sand.

The orange-red fireball released a surging heat, smearing a fiery red residue in mid-air, and swooping towards the audience platform.

Roland's fingertips shot out golden sword qi, and the volley hit the fireball, blasting it into a cloud of sparks.

The sudden appearance of the divine aura made the corpse witch instinctively take a step back, but the blue flames in his eyes lit up.

The corpse witch beckoned lightly, and hundreds of living corpses climbed over the arena fence and jumped onto the hot sand field.

The rest of the corpse witches also noticed the two people in the hot sand field, the dead creatures were extremely sensitive to the breath of the living, and the stronger the magic of the living, the stronger this feeling became.

Hundreds of living corpses in ragged clothes walked towards the two of them as if they were stepping on mud, their eyes blank.

Seeing this scene, Roland's breathing became a little heavier, his fists clenched, and his eyes were cold, for him who believed in the path of the Holy Light, the evil act of turning civilians into undead creatures was undoubtedly unforgivable.

Holding back his wrath, Roland chanted the incantation, "The flames of heaven turn into a sacred sword and banish all uncleanness from sight." ”

Pillars of golden fire fell, and the living corpses who didn't know what they were afraid of were struck by the sacred flames, and let out a mournful cry.

"May ye rest in the bosom of the Lord. ”

Roland drew a cross on his chest, and in front of him, the living corpses were reduced to ashes.

"Let's find a way to kill them quickly, otherwise, maybe it will be us who will rest in peace. Constantine drew his crystal sword, "How about joining forces?"

In front of them, several corpse witches in robes floated from above the arena, staff in their hands.

The magic enveloped them, and powerful elemental fluctuations spread, and the hot sand on the ground began to form a thick layer of frost.

"It can only be so. Roland nodded, and at the same time couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity in his heart, the two players who had fought to the death before, were actually standing on the same front to defend against the enemy at this moment.

The divine aura emanating from Roland's body was undoubtedly the natural enemy of all undead creatures, so the corpse witches set their sights on the paladin first.

The surging elemental fluctuations were like a tide tumbling, ice blue, fiery red, dark green, and purple, and the magical energy of different attributes blended into a colorful magic light curtain, rushing towards Roland.

The paladin only raised his hand, and the divine power condensed in his hand, and the golden holy light that materialized in his hand turned into the shape of a spear.

A flood of colorful energy swept in, and the paladin threw the spear condensed by the holy light with a wave of his hand.

It seemed like it was just a casual throw, but in front of Constantine, the golden spear miraculously broke through the mighty wave of magic, like a prophet opening the Red Sea, and split the tide of magic in half.

Rumble!

A corpse witch's body shattered, and golden holy light passed through his body, directly incinerating his soul flames

The power of the Sanctuary is really terrifying!

The magic attack issued by several high-level spellcasters couldn't even block Roland's shot.

However, Constantine also noticed that when he threw this shot, Roland's face turned a little pale.

Using the [Heavenly Judgment] move that was unprecedentedly powerful, Roland consumed mana far above Constantine, and that shot just now was already the limit of what he could do now.

Dozens of minutes ago, Roland, who was in his heyday, would be able to deal with these necromantic corpses in minutes.

Seeing that the magic attack was ineffective, the corpse witches looked at each other, and they transformed into undead creatures, and reached a tacit understanding in the exchange of consciousness with each other.

The jaws turned to bones closed one by one, like the sound of air leaking from the operation of several dilapidated bellows, and the hoarse chanting sound sounded in unison, and every syllable coincided just right, converging into a magical chorus that made the scalp tingle.

[Group casting], this is a very difficult super magic skill, which requires more than two magicians to complete, and it takes a lot of training between magicians to run-in, and years of experience accumulation to achieve.

But for the necros who have become undead creatures, this limitation can be easily overcome.

The soul fire burning in their bodies resonated, connecting each other's spiritual power, and there was no hindrance in casting the [Group Spell] technique.

That's the horror of the corpse witch.

Red scourge mist slowly seeped out from the stone walls around the hot sand field, billowing red mist around the corpse witch.

The power of the Scourge Circle increased the strength of the corpse witches again, and the hoarse chorus became clearer.

Pang Pei's dark power poured into the corpse witches, and the flames in the corpse witches' eyes turned from dark blue to blue-black, and the magical aura emanating from their bodies was also surging.

It didn't take long for the circle to be completed, gathering all the magic of several corpse witches.

The pitch-black six-pointed star pattern blinked with an evil aura, like a huge eyeball, appearing above the heads of Constantine and Roland.

"[Fallen Angel's Pupil], I've only seen this dark magic in books. Constantine said, grasping the hilt of Dawn's sword, "How many more blows can you deliver?"

Roland made a quick estimate in his head, "Five times at most." ”

"Help me block the first few attacks, and I'll deal with those skeletons. Constantine said in an unquestioning tone. "This magic doesn't stop until the caster dies, and if you block it for five minutes, I'll be able to kill those witches. ”

Roland did not raise any objections, he and Constantine had known each other for a very short time, and most of the time they even appeared as opponents, but he had no doubts about the execution of the young man in front of him.

"No problem. Roland said lightly, chanted a few short syllables, and blessed Constantine with two magic techniques, [Blessing Technique] and [Light Armor].

The appearance of the [Fallen Angel's Pupil] rippled with a circle of blue-black flame ripples, and the long-accumulating magic array erupted arrow-like magic beams, raining down on the two people directly below.

"It's now!"

Constantine snorted softly, and his body swept sharply, swooping down on the joint corpse witches like birds throwing into the forest.

Almost at the same moment as the young man pulled his legs, a brilliant flame lightsaber also appeared in Roland's hand, and the sharp sword slashed into the air, dozens of burning sword marks alternately slashed like comets, stretching into blazing wings dragging long tail flames.

【Holy Spirit Wing Slash】

There is no better sword move to deal with this intensive magic.

The black beams of light kept sprinkling, but they were shattered one by one by the flapping fire wings, and the red sand flew on the hot sand arena, the smoke and dust billowed out, the debris of energy sprayed, and a silver tree sparked.

Roland wielded the flaming sword with ease, ensuring that no beam could pass through the scorching sword marks and threaten the departed Constantine.