124. Blow of the luxury lineup

Valentina glanced happily at Archbishop Amal Amar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "I didn't ask you again." The corners of her mouth curled slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

"Everybody's going to beat him!"

Valentina suddenly shouted. In the next moment, Archbishop Amar's jaw dropped to the ground almost in surprise.

The huge cobweb, which had been frozen and dry, was lifted up by two figures that suddenly appeared, and shrouded the unsuspecting Reverse Rakshasa half-finished products to the side. The semi-finished product was caught off guard, and six heads were wrapped in it at once. Then, a mage-like woman threw a small fireball onto the web, causing it to burn violently. At the same time, a golden phantom emerged from the ground, carrying the mangled limbs of a giant mole cricket. What made Amal almost pop out of his eye socket was a short figure appearing next to the giant spider and gently touching it. The massive spider immediately ceased its activity, and as if it were asleep, it did not move again. And that's not all. The half-finished product of the reverse rakshasa that narrowly escaped the cobwebs was disturbed by the perception in the chaotic environment. Arrows shot from the shadows pierced their necks one by one, knocking them to the ground.

Archbishop Amar's low, hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears. He looked first at Mora Gault with an eerie gaze. "Legendary mage, good!" he turned to look at Erneth again. "Elven warrior monk, it's also good. Finally, he looked at Easter, Sonya, and Cui Aili who had come out of the woods. "Sub-legendary warriors. It's great!"

The archbishop distorted his face and roared: "Damn it, vile unbelievers! I should have killed you all. Do you know what you're doing? You're ruining my research. This will allow the true God to come to our world much later. You are all unforgivable sinners. ”

Valentina watched with a smile on her face. When she received Sonya's psychic message, she knew that her own high-end combat power had been fully reached, and she was just waiting for the best opportunity to raid. Thinking of the luxurious lineup on her side, Valentina felt a little pity for the cult leader opposite.

Then, sure enough, a sudden attack like a storm occurred. Because the cult leader was far away, or because it was almost impossible for the legendary powerhouse to be killed by a sneak attack, no one attacked him. But his minions and men were all cleaned up in this wave of attacks. Now the roar of the cult leader, who is left alone, is nothing more than the wail of the defeated dog before he dies.

All six of them ignored Archbishop Amar's roar and pressed towards him almost simultaneously.

Cold sweat broke out on Archbishop Amar's head.

Including Cui Aili, the power of the six realms pressed towards Archbishop Amal at the same time. The power of his own realm drained at a high rate in the confrontation like opening the floodgates.

"You, you don't want to defeat the nest. The nest is the most choking. Archbishop Amal was so nervous that he even changed the tone of his speech. He tossed the large black book in his hand high. The black book shed a black light, forming a black curtain of light that enveloped the archbishop's entire body inside. Under the black light, Archbishop Amar's wrinkled old face became young again. Wrinkles are slowly disappearing, and gray, thinning hair and beard are gradually turning into thick black hair. His body was no longer thin and rickety, but swelled violently, and in the blink of an eye, he became a giant man three meters tall and full of muscles.

"This is the strongest form of the Black Book. In this state, I am invincible. Come and die! sinners!" Archbishop Amal suddenly saw a huge double-edged battle axe appear in his hand. He raised his heavy tomahawk in one hand and let out a roar of challenge.

This scene surprised everyone.

"I thought he was a spellcaster. It turned out to be a berserker. Valentina's tone became serious. She didn't expect that this cult leader would have such hole cards. The enemy is a withered old mage or a muscular berserker, and the risks you take in hand-to-hand combat are definitely different. Looking at the huge axe that could be used as a shield, every melee couldn't help but twitch the corners of their eyes.

Archbishop Amer, who has turned into a berserker, seems to have changed his personality. He roared ferociously, picked up his big axe, and attacked the six first.

The six of them themselves are Cheng, and an arc encloses him half-in the center. At this point, the first target he chose was Mora Gault, who was at the apex of the arc. As a berserker, he is basically immune to control spells, which also gives him the confidence to attack the mage first. He believed that his attack was powerful enough to break the mage's protective spells in a single blow.

Although Archbishop Amal claims to be invincible, this is nothing more than a bold word. In the face of three legends and three sub-legends, it would be strange if he wasn't nervous at all.

In this case, his best choice is to kill the weaker of the enemy first, and reduce the combat power gap between the enemy and us.

The reason why the Legendary Mage was chosen as the first target among the six was not only because the Mage was always the most dangerous enemy, but also because he noticed that the Mage's skin and hair color indicated that she was not a Coronian. The other five opponents, Valentina and the Elven Warrior Monk, are all legendary powerhouses in the melee category, and even if Amal is crazy, it is impossible to defeat each other in a short time. The other two elves, one of whom was an archer, was afraid to run faster than anyone else. The other is too well equipped, not only has a legendary weapon, but also holds a large shield, which is difficult to entangle at a glance. The last human girl was armed with twin swords, and it seemed unremarkable, but every time Amal saw her eyes, he could feel waves of pinprick pain. Seeing the eager look on her face, Amaire's instincts told him that this was definitely not the right first target.

In this way, only the foreign female mage remains. This should be the high-level cannon fodder that the decaying and declining royal family has collected from the multiverse who doesn't know which horn. His own intelligence network never mentioned this female mage. She most likely had just arrived in Coronia. From the outside, her equipment is poor for a legendary mage. For Amal who was covered in the best equipment, he felt that it should not be difficult to kill her. And after killing the mage, there is no more caster who can interfere with his teleportation spells. As long as he can drag on for a day, he can safely leave this half-plane.

However, the premise of Archbishop Aymer's judgment is that Mora Gaudt is really a foreign female mage. But this judgment is wrong except that Mora Gault is a woman. This doomed Archbishop Amal to an attack that could only end in a coffee table.

When Amal charged at Mora Gault, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the shield-wielding warrior closest to the female mage did not rush to the mage to cover at all, but instead made the appearance of approaching Amar, intending to take advantage of his attack on the female mage to pick up some cheapness.

He was thrilled by this discovery. Because this probably means that the cooperation between the elves and the unbelievers is just a relationship of mutual use and mutual beware. In this relationship, when the other party's personnel are in danger, the two parties are likely not to rescue each other, but to choose the way of action that is in their best interest.

Thinking of this, Amal was greatly confident. Opponents who can't unite, but watch out for each other, don't look so terrible!

If Archbishop Amal had many eyes in all directions of his head, he would have been surprised to find that not only did the shield-wielding elf not have a rescue posture, but also the human side of Valentina and the Twin Sword Maiden showed no signs of going to the rescue. They were all ready to take advantage of the situation, approaching behind Amal from the blind spot of vision.

Instead, it was the elven archer who was furthest away from him who launched a disrupting shot at Amal . A whistling arrow made a quivering ripple in the air, shooting at Amal at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye.

Amal simply ignored the arrow. When the arrow entered the black light curtain, it melted into it in an instant. This discovery made the hearts of everyone who rushed to the scene feel a pang. Valentina even took out a bottle with a strange shape and sprayed the liquid inside onto her body.

Amal trusts his own defense mechanisms. He didn't care where the rest of the enemies were, instead focusing all his attention on the female mage. The female mage looked inexperienced and threw two rays of negative energy at him in a row. This spell ray is moving at the speed of light, so it is impossible to dodge at all. Melee professionals who have been hit by this spell will have their entire body stats dropped. There is even an occasional incident where a warrior is overwhelmed by his heavy weaponry, making it one of the spellcaster's favorite spells against powerful heavy warriors.

However, Archbishop Amal was not wearing armor, and the effect of using this spell on him would be greatly reduced. What's more, the black light curtain on the outside of his body can greatly weaken the effect of the spell. Therefore, although it was a spell released by a legendary mage, it did not hinder him at all.

The female mage seemed to have discovered the problem, and some hurriedly threw three terrain restriction spells in front of her: muddy, cobweb, and greasy. But how could this old-fashioned method used by mages stop the berserker Amal Aemar!

He let out a loud roar before entering the negative terrain, jumping from the ground and leaping through the air.

In mid-air, Amal roared again. This is a legendary ability, Fear Howl. This ability works wonders for creatures with low physique, instantly stunting them and leaving them to be slaughtered.

This time, this rare legendary ability looks like it's once again. The body of the female mage on the opposite side shook violently, and a frightened look appeared on her face, and she stood in place unable to move.

"Die, sinner!" the berserker Amal raised his double-bladed battle axe in the air, and with the potential energy of its fall, he slashed at the stunned female mage's head.