Chapter 390: Only Robbers Are Happy (Part I)

[Regarding the map, I used my computer to draw it for a long time. Still can't be the same as the psychological.,Today to four more.,It's not good.,I'll buy paper and pen tomorrow.,That's the only way.,Then take a picture.,Send it to the group and ask the people to do it.,The pixels of the mobile phone.,Can't meet the requirements.,I hope it's as soon as possible.,Who will make a picture.,Say it in the group.,The seventh double monthly pass is over.,There's a monthly pass.,Take advantage of this time.,Be sure to vote.,Last month,There were brothers who forgot to vote.]

Naris incarnated as a demon god, and used the demon god trampling this skill, trampling more than twenty demon god angels to death with one kick, almost the entire sacred area. It's all within her striking range.

The piercing of the footboard was also something that Neris expected, and the old magician's divine protection was too strong, like a nail standing on the ground. Neris stomped violently, and only her own foot could be injured. Nellis didn't care, this old magician was not something she could deal with, and he had to be put into the twelve movements of Purgatory, and only if the two sides were flesh and blood, the old magician might not be able to escape.

The hole in the Demon God's incarnate foot held the Old Wizard to the ground, and the Twelve Movements of Purgatory opened, and Neris and the Old Magician were pulled in at the same time.

Dark Purgatory, without a trace of light, Nellis lifted her foot and grabbed the old magician embedded in her foot.

"Get out!" The old magician fell into the dark purgatory, but he was not in a hurry, he used a magic spell to break away from Neris's feet and fall to the ground, the light of the divine guardian was still there, but the old magician found that his divine magic light could only shine one meter away, and one meter away, there was endless darkness.

"Old fellow, I know you can lock my location, but what's the use? you're like a magic lamp, there, you can't hide it. Nellis's voice was like spring thunder rolling in the darkness. The earth in purgatory trembled.

"You ......," the old magician said one word, and he couldn't say any more. He discovered the strangeness of this space, the endless darkness, through which even the divine light could not penetrate. The worst thing is that this place no longer seems to be the plane of the Myers continent. Of course, this is just an illusion, the twelve movements of Purgatory are not something that opens the passage of the different planes, otherwise it would not be easy to bring two people in, but this twelve movements of Purgatory are isolated from the power of faith of the Lord of Radiance.

"It can't be, can it?" Neris slowly recovered from the injury on her foot, took out her weapon, the eighteen-meter-high shield, and stood in front of her. She couldn't be careful, the magician was able to lock on to her location, and even if she couldn't see it, the magic would accurately hit any part of her body.

The old magician was silent, he originally thought that he had taken this demon very seriously, it seemed. This time it's a big problem. This space should be a weapon of the gods, perhaps imitated by humans. Even if it is imitated, it does not mean that this weapon is not powerful, at least, I can't feel any power of faith at all now.

A ninth-level magician can intercept the power of faith in the believer's body and replenish himself. Just like a ninth-level magician, casting low-level magic is almost cost-free. A ninth-level mage can directly absorb the elements in the space to supplement the consumption of the magic string, although it is small, it is also equivalent to prolonging the combat ability.

A ninth-level magician, he cherishes the power of faith very much. This is a gift from the gods, such as the divine guardianship of the old divine magician, if it is on the continent of Myers, because there are hundreds of millions of believers, he can cast it without any scruples, and he can last for several hours. During these hours, the Holy Guardian will remain at its strongest.

Now it's different, after entering this dark space, the Divine Guardian can only absorb his own power to maintain, and can no longer gain any power in the body of 100 million believers.

"Old fellow, you can beg me to spare you. As long as you surrender to me, I will spare your soul. You should know that demons have many ways to torment souls. Neris was unhurried and mentally stressed, her feet still hurting and she didn't want to fight right away. If you restore the body. There are no injuries on his feet, but he is not capable of fighting.

"Surrender to you, poor thing, what do you think is a god!" the old magician did not attack immediately, but was analyzing what the rules of this space were. If you can't leave, even if you kill this demon, you will be trapped forever. Without the support of the power of faith, sooner or later he will starve to death here.

"God, what is God, the magician has said it very well, God is a vampire, absorbing everything from living beings, and then pretending to give back a little bit generously, just like - the Imperial Bank. All the people put their gold coins in it for decades for a pitiful little interest. And with these gold coins, the bank can lend, do business, and squander it at will. This is God!"

"Foolish beings, God, represent eternity!"

"Eternal? Hehe, then, Goddess Myers is also eternal?"

Nellis's words made the old magician not know how to refute. He had no choice but to say, "Only the Lord of Light is the only God." ”

"The only god, it's really interesting, then why do you want to know the temple of the goddess Myers, do you want to rob it, the goddess has a lot of treasures left, otherwise how could I advance to the demon god!"

The old magician turned through the book in his hand uneasily, this space was very solid, if he wanted to break it, he was afraid that his own life would have to be put into it. It's a matter of courage, if you put your life on the line. I can't leave this space, and my soul is imprisoned and can't enter the kingdom of heaven.

Nellis was also apprehensive in her heart, after entering the twelve movements of Purgatory, she felt the power of the book in the old magician's hand, without that book, the old magician might not dare to maintain the divine skill of divine guardianship, after all, this magic consumes the power of faith. Without the supply of church altars, without the replenishment of the power of faith of the faithful, one divine guardian is enough to drain the power of the magician.

After entering the Dark Purgatory, neither of them attacked, but looked at each other from afar in the dark. Magicians can't see with their eyes, and Nellis, even without her eyes, can clearly perceive the subtle movements of magicians. In the Twelve Movements of Purgatory, Neris's perception expands to every corner of the space, a space that has no secrets to her.

On the battlefield, the sudden disappearance of the magician and Neris did not cause any strong reaction from the demon legion, and the demons had entered the twelve movements of Purgatory and knew where Neris had gone. The Iron Cavalry of the Bitter Water Commandery had to move forward bravely to storm the enemy's position, and there was no time to worry about Neris's problems.

Six heavy cavalry banner regiments, each with a banner, interspersed among the demon legions, stormed south.

The two necromancers also knew the twelve movements of Purgatory, so of course they would not panic, and they led more than four hundred undead knights to follow at the end, looking for the enemy's wounded, and going up one by one to kill and absorb the souls.

The Demon Legion surged up like a tide, and the army on the opposite side, on the parallel battlefield, was not as numerous as the Demon Legion. It's just layered on top of each other, and the kills are endless.

Two eighth-level magicians, leading thousands of jailers, looked at the battle in the distance, and a bad feeling was born in their hearts. They couldn't sense the aura of the old magician, as if this person had disappeared from the continent of Myers!

The attrition of the demon legion was slow, and after fighting for a long time, it seemed that there were almost no losses. And the blood knights, after all, are not undead, under the impact of the demon legions and heavy cavalry, because there is no commander, almost like a straw, cut off by the enemy in pieces.

The troops attacking the three cities were no more than 20,000 people, and in the face of an enemy of more than 100,000, they only had a local advantage. Moreover, those two eighth-level magicians lost the trace of the old magician, and they did not dare to dispatch their core forces to strike at the demon legion. They have already begun to retreat, anyway, the old magician is gone, even if it fails, there is no responsibility for the two of them.

The Old Magician was many times stronger than the two of them combined, and if the Old Magician couldn't save the battle, then there was no possibility for the two of them to change the outcome.

The battlefield was only less than ten miles wide, tens of thousands of people were strangled together, the bloody breath was so thick that people couldn't breathe, and the most pleasant thing was the two necromancers, the energy they absorbed today was almost hundreds of times that of usual. On the battlefield, it will always be a necromancer's paradise.

The only regret is that the dead corpse cannot make corpse soldiers, and the enemy soldiers are blessed with divine magic, and when the corpse soldiers are formed, they will automatically dissolve, explode, or turn into a pile of ashes.

Despite this, the necromancer still used the soul power of the deceased to create many first-level resentful spirits, and even if the blood knights died fighting for the Holy See, they could not enter the kingdom of God, their souls had long been broken, and the necromancer was still able to use them.

The first-level resentful spirit is only lethal to warriors below the sword master, and it is better than nothing. The greatest function of their existence is to keep the necromancer's energy forever full.

Neris watched the old magician in the darkness, the pain on her foot gradually subsided, and the massive hole in blood healed, leaving only the wound in her metal boots.

The old magician's perception could not detect the flaws of the Dark Purgatory, so he could only gamble, and the heavy book in his hand opened, and he began to recite prayers. How could Nellis allow him to use his powerful magic skills, she lifted her heavy shield, stepped over, and slammed it down to the ground with all her might.

"Death!" the old magician, sensing Neris's approach, stopped chanting the prayer and instead pointed at Neris. He knew that it was impossible to complete the powerful divine arts, and what he wanted was the approach of the demons. Only when it is close can the instantaneous divine magic exert its full power, which is similar to the principle of magic.

He had forgotten that Neris was now a demon god incarnate, with two heads and four arms. The huge shield fell, but the Divine Guardian remained strong, piercing a hole in the metal shield, and the old magician was unharmed, and a gray ray of light on his finger accurately hit one of the heads of the Demon God incarnate.

The skull instantly turned to ashes, and the Grim Reaper, which gambled on luck, came into play, and the head of a demon god collapsed. Neris only felt a throbbing in the depths of her soul, but fortunately she could sense the direction of the old guy's attack, and the attacked head was simply an empty shell.

The appearance of the old magician was ten years old in an instant, and he felt that the magic had taken effect, but the three huge demon god palms had surrounded all the directions he had escaped, and among these three palms, each held a shining divine crystal.