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When Lesathos was struck by the [Flame Strike Technique] that fell from the sky, he knew that his guess was wrong, and that the forbidden effect of the Auronic Realm did not include the priests of Nieron.

The flames exploded in the back, and the power of the flames was directly immune to the golden dragon, and the power of the divine power hammered the dragon scales hard, and the damage was not great, but it could not be regarded as nothing.

The chief priest shouted, and his hideous right hand picked up a long-handled hammer and galloped with his usual speed, and he did not know where he found such a weapon that had no connection with the elves. The elf leaped high, his hammer slamming into Lesatoth's neck with a bitter wind.

"Smack!"

Just as he wanted the fly swatter to hit his target, Lesatos calmly struck a swing, and the dragon's claws slammed neatly into the chief priest from top to bottom. The elf slammed into the ground, the sound of bones shattering was audible, and then rolled into the distance.

Although Lesathos was not a warrior by profession, the movements of the chief priest were too clumsy. It's full of energy, but it can't be used in a coordinated way.

The golden dragon narrowed his eyes, and he actually turned over immediately. A normal elf should have a broken spine and half of its ribs shattered. When he hit him just now, it seemed that ...... [Protective Dragon Aura] flashed on his body. This weak god of Sarafur is becoming more and more mysterious, and it is not only given the standard magic of Faeron, but also this cold magic skill.

The dragon slayer was painless, the divine power washed over the body, and the bones and muscles quickly healed. He searched through the knowledge given by Nielon in his mind, and quickly unleashed several magic spells.

Resatos watched silently, and with each more power used by the strange elf in front of him, he knew more about the Lord of the Rites. The Chief Priest appears to have become a derivative of some kind of inferior creature, but is able to use magic without mishap. One of his eyes was filled with silver, and in his pupil was the ceremonial staff inlaid with silver thread and diamonds, and the other pupil was swirling with dark green flames. Faced with such a special specimen, the mage's curiosity tormented the dragon.

【Iron Skeleton】

【Demonic Weapon】

【Etiquette and admonition】

The last one was not in the scope of Ressatos's identification, and it should be the exclusive magic of the Lord of Rituals. But he knew what to do at once, and the clumsy priest suddenly became a warlike veteran, and he got very close with a treacherous curve, a heavy hammer flipped lightly between his hands, and a dazzling trajectory to influence the dragon's judgment.

With a swing of his left claw, the chief priest flicked his hammer and used centrifugal force to change his position in mid-air to dodge the attack.

"Bang!"

Lezatos blocked it with his right claw, and was numb with shock, and the demonized warhammer was equivalent to a +3 magic weapon, enough to tear the dragon scales.

The blow misses, and the elf falls from mid-air. Lesatos's long tail swept across the ground like electricity, and when the chief priest landed, he would inevitably withstand a violent tail blow, and even if there was a [Steel Bone], it would be smashed into two pieces.

The dragon slayer turned upside down, head down and on his feet, and struck the ground with a hammer in both hands, raising a cloud of dirt. The reverence of the ground caused the chief priest to leap again, the dragon's tail brushing against his back. At this moment, he spun his waist, hooked the bone spur on the dragon's tail with his left foot, flew up diagonally with the rapid force of sweeping the tail, and jumped to the left side of Lezatos's head with his right foot kicking the dragon scales, and Lesatos had no time to defend himself.

Within seconds, the priest took off twice without touching his feet, and the skill of borrowing and unloading force was vividly wielded.

Facing the elves who were very close to the dragon slayer, Lesatos just turned his head and opened his mouth.

"Roar, roar!"

The zero-distance dragon chant almost turned into a shockwave visible to the naked eye, charging the chief priest backwards. Tumbling to the ground again, the elf staggered backwards, dizzy. He took two steps back and vomited.

It's tough, Lezatos applauded, and the steel bones have increased their resistance to blows, but they have also reduced their toughness and their ability to resolve sound waves. And the elf's brain was not shaken into a pulp, and the strange physiological structure made the dragon salivate even more.

Anger crept up on both of the priest's faces at the same time, and a new magic was unleashed.

He didn't want to vomit anymore.

The elves with costumes and weapons have doubled in size.

[Weapon Extension] doubles the range of the hammer's attack again.

It's good to don't need money, Lezatos sighed. Looking at the elves rushing over, they fluttered their wings. hovering over the head of the stupid chief priest.

The chief priest went mad for a moment and turned to his god again.

A glittering [Sleeping Emblem] was thrown into the air, and Lezatos flicked his claws away.

"The Golden Dragon race is inherently immune to the lethargic effects of all magic and divine powers, including paralysis. Next time, pick a good magic and use it again. "Lesatos used the tone of a preschool teacher to popularize dragon knowledge, and being a good teacher is also a common problem for mages.

[Killing]!

The chief priest roared and shot dark red waves of negative energy from his fingers. Lezatos slapped another claw away.

"The instant death spell is the most wrong choice, just looking at my size, I know that a low-level killing spell can't work. You are as stupid as your god!" This time with disdain, for for a mage, stupidity is a greater original sin than ignorance.

"Ahhh......hh

Several teasing and humiliation completely tore the elf's calm heart, and a deep tyrannical ** rushed into his mind. The green flame in his right eye began to spread to the left, gradually squeezing the ceremonial cane behind it. A pair of wings resembling a mixture of bat-wings and dragon-wings burst out, shoulders and knees twisted to form bone spurs, and wild roars roared out of mouths full of sharp teeth. There were fewer and fewer traces of the elves on the chief priests.

Monsters flutter their wings, but having wings doesn't mean they can fly, and it's even more wrong to fight a dragon that has been in the air for half of its life. In just one round, Lezatos landed three slaps and a grappling, and if it wasn't too dirty, he would have come back with a devouring bite. He grabbed the frantically writhing monster and threw it into the air, then flicked the dragon's tail, the tip of which hit the target with the most powerful end.

With a loud bang, the chief priest smashed out a large pit with a diameter of three meters, and the ground was filled with smoke and dust. Lezatos wondered if he had killed him with too much force, and the hammer wrapped in evil energy broke through the smoke and smashed into the dragon's wings.

In the midst of Lezatos's angry cry, the chief priest, completely dehumanized, jumped out of the pit, his left arm and shoulder gone. The elves used what little sanity they had left to use the last magic spell.

【Downdraft】

The wind pressed Lesathoth to the ground, and seeing that it was impossible to fly, he simply adjusted his direction and turned his fall into a pounce, smashing into the elf like a meteorite.

The monstrous priest grows out of the howl of a beast and pounces on the dragon with one arm.

"Bang!"

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Drusilia's face turned pale, and she waited for the Ofascist High Priest for a while. She was unusual, and most of the priests' faces were paler than silk, and they shivered as they prayed, and sweat dripped down their ends. The princess knew, however, that these fanatics often held hard prayers that lasted twelve hours, and that the mere mere sight of the tedious rituals and rituals was painful, but that every high priest could sustain it. And this time the prayer was less than half an hour, and it seemed that something was draining their spirits.

One of the priests under the pillar could not support himself and fainted, and the other immediately made up for it, and the fainting man was ignored.

Drusiliama rubbed his chin and estimated that in another half an hour, all the praying people except the high priest would have to take a break. What the hell are they doing? The rangers outside the circle pricked up their ears and couldn't hear anything inside. The princess quietly sent Poirot high into the air, but when she returned, she was so frightened that she couldn't get any useful information.

At this moment, Drusilia felt the ground shake, and her face changed suddenly. If the vibration comes from within the circle, the movement inside must be very large.

......

And that was the end of it, and with his two paws he wrenched up the chief priest, who looked like a rag bag, and he was still alive and tenacity.

The Lord of Ceremonies uses some special method, perhaps a sacrifice or something, to turn a weak elf into an elite warrior of divine power.

This is illogical, why did he become like this? The divine skill level of the [Flame Strike Technique] in the battle is 5, so he has at least a priest level of 9, how did he achieve it in less than twenty days, this is not a turnip, he can pull it out if he wants.

The strangest thing is that he went to great lengths to get out of the Dead Magic Zone, and then only sent such a thing to slay the dragon, even if Ofascis was narrow-minded, Nielon would not be stupid enough to do this.

There must be something he didn't show up. Putting the chief priest in front of him, Lesatos probed with his spirit. Suddenly, the half-dead elf grinned.

A wisp of the divinity of the Lord of Ceremonies rushed into Lesatoth's brain.

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