Chapter 172: South of Heaven
Raphael's body was long, his beard was white, and his wrinkled face had an air of non-anger and self-authority.
He ignored the threat of the dwarf king Zulu Nada, and his voice was calm: "Zulu, hand over the young man behind you." ”
Zulunada just smiled and didn't answer his words.
Miko was already beside Raphael, also looking in Zurunada's direction, and apparently, he also noticed the blue fireball that Donna had just emitted. Compared to Raphael, his expression was more solemn.
At this time, the two battles in the arena were still going on.
The Shadow Slayers, who had lost the protection of God's blessing, rapidly decreased their combat power, and in front of the Reinhardt Knights, they did not even have the power to parry, and they were completely reduced to the targets of slaughter.
However, neither Raphael nor the Seventh Divine Son cared about this battle anymore, and their target was only one person, the young man who instantly sent a seventh-level fireball.
After drinking the whole bottle of the twin Divine Element, Donner had already been promoted to a third-level magician, but those seventh-level magic just now had almost drained his Divine Element. Now, he can insist on standing behind Zulunada, which is already the limit.
Then, without warning, a battle of the Holy Steps of Middle-earth, which had been lost for three thousand years, began in front of him.
Countless fireballs with diameters larger than the height of ordinary people, with a colossal momentum, shot out of the magic staff held by Raphael, and flew towards the dwarf king Zulu Nada.
Even standing in front of the dragon, there may not be such pressure, and Donner instinctively raised his arm to block his view. He couldn't imagine how a human like him could have such terrifying attack power.
Just when he thought he was about to be consumed by these fireballs, a golden light shot through his blinded arms and closed eyelids.
After the loud bang, all that was left was the scorching wind hunting, and there was no other sound.
By the time Donner let go of his arms and opened his eyes, the lion Patin was already standing beside the Dwarven King, and the fighting spirit of the two of them had converged into a golden wall like substance, blocking him in front of him.
Closer to the Holy War, the Knights of Reinhardt, the Shadow Blades, the Medici family, and the defenders of the Princh family all turned black, but they remained in a fighting posture until a gust of wind blew them into flying ashes.
Alex had already withdrawn in the direction of the research institute behind him when Raphael appeared, and at this time he was using his body to block the aftermath of the flames for Rayco, and even so, the clothes on his back were instantly scorched by the flames.
Only on the lawn of the research institute farthest away from the battle, behind the lion Patin and the dwarven king, the more than 100 apothecaries survived, but they all passed out unconscious.
"Seventh...... You!" the voice came from Raphael.
"Raphael, the god of light has already called to you, but you have not heard it. ”
"So you ......," Raphael said, finally despairing, and still had a sad and angry face before he died.
The lion Patin and the dwarf king Zulu Nada were also stunned, it was originally a very difficult thing for the two of them to join forces to protect Donna in front of Raphael and the Seventh Divine Son, and to take care of Cynthia's safety.
However, right in front of them, something completely unexpected happened. The Seventh Divine Son actually pierced Raphael's chest from behind with a sword when he was at his most focused and his defense was at his weakest. The sword in his hand was not a physical object, but a legendary sword of the Holy Judgment condensed by holy light.
"Seventh...... What do you mean?" asked Patin in a low voice, his body still unmoving, holding Donner tightly.
On the balcony, Cynthia, who had always looked calm, was also shocked and puzzled.
"Beware of deception!" she reminded aloud.
The Seventh Son ignored them, and took it upon himself to draw the sword of the Holy Judgment and cut Raphael's throat. His movements were smooth and stretched, like a dance, and he paid no attention to the blood stained his holy white robe.
After a long while, as if confirming that Raphael was completely dead, he raised his head and looked at Donner behind Zurunada.
"Master Kevin, I have a question for you. The voice of the Son of God returned to its original gentleness.
Donner's face was solemn, and he said cautiously: "You say ......"
"Does the master know what is the place south of the kingdom of heaven?"
After saying this, Miko stood quietly, and from his tone, it was completely impossible to tell whether he was testing Donner, or if he really had such doubts.
Hearing his question, Donner was stunned at first, and then suddenly shocked, a possibility that had never appeared in his mind came up. It was so simple, but he never thought of it.
"Seventh, what do you mean?" Cynthia asked aloud.
Patin couldn't help but shout: "The kingdom of heaven is in the southernmost part, where is there still the south of the kingdom of heaven?"
It was as if the Son of God had completely failed to hear them, and just looked at Donner quietly.
"South of the Kingdom of Heaven......" Donner read a hint of anticipation in Miko's eyes, "...... It's the Magic Continent. ”
Miko smiled, smiled happily and was satisfied. His current expression is completely devoid of the solemnity and sacredness that a divine son should have, and he is more like an innocent child.
"Master, the key to the Magic Continent is a purple bottle that has no inside or outside. Cynthia, remember, Raphael and I were killed by Patin and Zulu......"
After Miko finished saying this inexplicable sentence, he glanced at everyone present.
The Knights of Reinhardt and the Shadow Blades, along with all of the Medici and Princh families, vanished in the aftermath of the magic of the legendary mage Raphael.
The pharmacists at the Bell Institute were all unconscious.
Miko stretched out his hand and pointed at Alex and Ricke, who were still awake.
"Don't!" Downer exclaimed.
The Seventh Divine Son shook his head with a smile, only to see a holy white light emanating from his hand, **** onto Alex's body.
This time, because he was too far apart, even the two Holy Orders had no ability to stop him.
The next moment, the divine son's body also glowed with holy light, and then his whole body began to disintegrate with the holy light, turning into a little white light and drifting away. Until the moment before it dissipated, he still had a smile on his face.
Donner ran in Alex's direction and snatched Rickau from him.
The half-elf girl didn't seem to be out of the ordinary.
"What just happened?" said Ricke, who was at a loss.
"Don't you remember?" said Donner.
Rick shook her head blankly.
"And who am I?" Donner's voice trembled.
"Are you...... Who?"
Donner closed his eyes, the only way to avoid tears from flowing. He guessed correctly, the Seventh Divine Son was a psychic magician, and he had just erased Rickle's memory.
Between him and this half-elf girl, all the memories will only exist in his heart from now on.
Since they met on the East, even if there were so many misunderstandings, even if they experienced dangers and difficulties, she was always by her side. Her beauty, kindness, intelligence, and well-behavedness, her smile, even when she was unreasonable, were already deeply ingrained in Donner's heart.
If he could do it all over again, he would definitely tell her: I have someone I like, but the person I love is you.
Just as Donner was heartbroken, Rick suddenly blinked.
"Are you Master Kevin? or Bruce Wayne?"
"You haven't forgotten me?!"
"Huh...... Are you crying?"
“...... Ash is blowing into my eyes. ”
...... (To be continued.) )