Chapter 112
Before today, almost no one knew that Sheen could use spells, and everyone just thought he was a good swordsman. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
However, from today onwards, I believe that no one will treat him as a swordsman anymore.
Whether he lives or dies, the magic abilities he displays are terrifying.
Because as soon as he made a move, he was the highest level of the priest's divine art.
As the name suggests, the Divine Descent is a spell that allows the gods to descend into the world, which can bypass the restrictions set by the goddess of life to a certain extent, allowing the gods to descend a powerful doppelganger. This doppelganger is completely at the level of a true god, enough to sweep through legends and even demigods, and once it appears, it is a big killer that is enough to change the direction of a country and even the entire world.
But the limitations of the magic spell are also very large, it requires the caster to provide a steady stream of magic power, and it also needs to grasp the magic power delicately and accurately, otherwise if you are not careful, it will not be a divine power reward, but a divine power explosion.
Sheen was clearly a top-notch spellcaster, and he grasped the use of magic with great accuracy, and unleashed the magic unleashing steadily.
With the sudden wind and smoke, a huge cloud of viscosity appeared in the air, appearing next to He Li, who was trying to summon the phantom of the Harvest Goddess God, and directly enveloped her.
A dazzling emerald green glow rose from Ho Li's body, trying to break free from the slime, but the slime also glowed with a dark green glow, absorbing all the emerald green brilliance and turning her struggle into nothing.
Seeing that He Li was about to be swallowed by the huge slime mass, the city lord of Joseph finally made a move.
A long emerald green stick appeared in his hand and stabbed straight into Sheen's heart.
It can be seen that he has no mercy on his subordinates, as long as this blow is hit, Sheen will definitely die!
But the long stick stabbed into Sheen's back of the heart, but it could no longer pierce it, not because it had no point, but because it was stopped by the surging magic, of course.
Joseph frowned, flicked his fingers, and several seeds of different colors flew out, turning into several strange-shaped plants in the air, and they all wrapped vines or roots around Sheehan.
One thing these plants have in common is their ability to devour magical power.
Sheen certainly didn't want to be entangled in them, and although he had to stand still and maintain the spell now, he couldn't move, but that didn't mean he didn't have the means to solve the problem.
At the sound of a whistle, at least six or seven people suddenly jumped up and blocked the strange-shaped plants with their bodies. Although these dangerous plants immediately cut or pierce their bodies with roots or vines, they were undaunted and stretched out their arms to hold the plants.
In the next moment, their faces were tinged with a strange dark green, and their whole bodies became withered, as if they had turned into withered dry branches, and this dark green immediately spread to the plants they were holding, infecting those dangerous and powerful plants as well.
A moment later, there was a pile of dry lumps that were tangled together, and it was no longer clear what they were.
Joseph's brow furrowed even tighter, he didn't know when his son had such great ability, but he could see that this was the magic of the god of the swamp, an evil means that could turn everything into dead wood.
The goddess of harvest and the god of the swamp have always been at odds with each other, mainly the confrontation of the priesthood. The goddess of the harvest tended to be fertile and rich, while the god of the swamp tended to be barren and withered. The kingdom of God on both sides, one is the rich "Fertile Plain" and the other is the barren "Dead Wood Swamp", which is simply the opposite of each other. In addition, both sides are gods of nature, so it really belongs to the situation where the strong and the weak are not together.
Joseph, as a high-ranking member of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, was of course very familiar with the methods of the Church of the Swamp God, and with a wave of his hand, some kinds of bullets went out. But this time, instead of bounced at Sheehan, he drew an arc in the air and landed on himself.
These seeds took root and sprouted in an instant, as if nourished by his flesh and blood, and grew extremely luxuriantly. Some of them turned into armor, some into magic weapons, and some wrapped around his long stick, turning the already green long stick into leafy branches, making it more vibrant.
But behind this vitality, there is a chilling killing machine.
The stick swung again, this time tearing through the air, sending out a deafening thud instead of a sharp whistle, slamming down on Sheen's head.
The Church of the Swamp God lacks divine skills that can greatly increase force, so the best way to strengthen itself with divine magic and then use force to solve the battle is the best way.
But in this way, Joseph had no time to rescue Ho Li, and could only watch her being devoured by the incarnation of the swamp god, but saw that the huge mass of slime was gently wriggling, and there was a constant sound of biting and chewing inside, and countless bloodshots were flooding in it, which was daunting.
He Li, the chief priest of the Harvest Goddess Church, was actually devoured and chewed alive by the incarnation of the swamp god!
However, the swamp god's methods did not stop there, after devouring He Li, its body shook violently, and slowly contracted as it floated towards the sky.
"Oops!" Ray looked frightened and couldn't explain, but with his sword sheathed, he grabbed Ranke with one hand and Liv with the other, beckoned to Steele to hug little Niss, and ran with Lady Teague as far away from the square as he could.
At this moment, the venue was already in chaos, and there were people who kept trying to stop him along the way, but he raised his feet and kicked them without hesitation, and kicked them one by one.
Now is the time to run for their lives, who has the time to explain to these roadblockers!
Not long after they ran, there was a rumbling wind behind them. Ray's eyes widened as he threw Liv and Ranke far away in the direction of the harbor, and he turned around, drew his sword, and took a striking stance.
It was like rain in the sky, and countless clumps of slime erupted from the body of the swamp god incarnate. Their speed is amazingly fast, like arrows from the string, hula la and all over the world. The sound of the wind is the sound of them piercing through the air.
The vast majority of the spectators in the square were just ordinary people, and they were powerless in the face of such an attack. In just a split second, at least a thousand people were hit by the slime. The lucky ones were hit through the head or chest with a blow, and they simply died, and the unlucky ones were pierced through the hands and feet, but they saw that the wound quickly rotted, and in just a while, the whole person was completely rotten, turned into a slimy liquid, and collapsed on the ground.
This process was naturally accompanied by great pain and fright, and for a while the cries and screams were continuous, and the scene was unbearable.
Ray's eyes widened as he swung his sword to intercept as much of the slime as powerful as an arrow as much as he could, beckoning the audience to run.
His efforts had some effect after all, and at least hundreds of people fled in a hurry under his cover, running in the direction of the port.
But that's all he can save. More people didn't have time to escape, and they were attacked by waves of slime, accompanied by cries and screams, and turned into slime that collapsed on the ground of the square.
The only ones who could withstand this wave of attacks were those who had reached an advanced level, or heavily armed warriors wearing full armor. There weren't many of them, and they didn't have much of an advantage in numbers compared to the followers of the swamp gods who had received defensive spells beforehand and wouldn't be corrupted by the slime.
At this time, Sheen was finally defeated, and he could no longer resist the subtle means of Joseph's city lord to assist his martial arts with spells, and was whipped in the chest with a stick.
Hearing the sound of bones shattering, he flew out with blood spurting and falling on the slime-covered ground, slippery and slippery, all the way out.
Coincidentally, the direction he slipped out happened to be on Ray's side.
Lei's eyes lit up, and the sword light swung it, cutting off the ground around him, holding him up with skill, and then the sword qi shook, cutting him all over his body with wounds, but cutting off all the mucus that stuck to him.
"Steele, heal him!" he exclaimed.
Steele, who had already sent little Niss to Mrs. Tigue and hurried back to help, immediately cast a spell, and a white light fell on Sheen's body, only to see that those terrible wounds on his body immediately began to heal, and his originally pale face was a little more bloody.
"Don't ...... In vain...... Sheen shook her head with a wry smile and told her not to treat herself, "I am...... Definitely going to die......"
"Something is wrong! there's a force in his body that destroys it all the time!" exclaimed Steele, "I can't get rid of it!"
As he spoke, Sheehan's ears and nose were bleeding from all over his ears, and he looked extremely miserable.
"Don't talk nonsense! You lied to me to work hard for you, and you still owe me a piece of information!" Ray said angrily, "Do you want people to die and be in debt!"
Sheehan laughed miserably, but there was a little more vitality in his tone: "Actually...... That answer...... You should have ...... long ago Guessed it......"
Lei frowned and asked, "Is it really the arrangement of the Noble Ladies' Church?"
"Can you still ...... Who is it?" Sheehan laughed again, but coughed up a mouthful of blood, and he gasped violently a few times, and said, "And ...... Bleak Moon ......"
"What?!" Ray was taken aback, "and he's involved?"
"They...... Originally...... It is...... Allies ......"
Ray couldn't help but curse, and hurriedly asked: "What else do you have to say? Hurry up! Don't bring the secret to the coffin!"
"It's gone...... The rest ...... It's not about you...... Got it...... It's harmful......" Sheehan gasped for air, but blood was constantly foaming in his mouth, "I'm a pawn...... It's useless...... You...... Don't ...... again So naïve...... No...... Be ...... again Chess pieces ......"
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly glowed green, and a terrifying force rose up in his body, making Ray and Steele who were nearby feel as if they were being pressed by a boulder, unable to move, and even breathing was a little difficult, and even the rotation of thoughts became sluggish.
But Sheehan mustered the last of his strength, jumped to his feet, and jumped towards the center of the square.
As if receiving an order, the slime that spread all over the square suddenly surged, flowing towards him in all directions, turning into a countercurrent, and like countless arrows off the string, rushing into his body.
His body was frozen in the air, and in a moment, his face had completely changed, without a trace of human feelings, even his skin was withered like ancient vines, and his eyes, nose, and mouth were constantly flowing out of rancid dirty water.
A terrifying flame of light rose up on him, it was the light of divine power.
On the other side, the city lord of Joseph, who had been defeated by the giant slime monster in the battle with the god of the swamp, also let out a desperate roar, and a raging fire ignited on his body.
It was an emerald green flame, and the same light of divine power rose.
"Let's go!" Thunder shouted, turning around with Steele and running.