"Under the gods, it's all ants, go!" Genenaris pointed casually, and the four Black Iron Sword Saints suffocated in mid-air and fell to the ground.

It's just that at the time of this breath, Faeron has already taken out the scroll and unfolded it.

Black, boundless black spread, enveloping most of the barracks. Jenarius laughed and said, "The darkness is not eternal, in the name of my lord, scatter!"

Under the pressure of the light in the sky, the dark aura was quickly dissolved, and what was even more terrifying was that the light had formed a curtain of light like substance, enveloping the military camp. The Kushui Army is only a team of 3,000 people, but the area of the military camp is not small, and with the power of one person, the entire camp is completely controlled, and all the soldiers who tried to break through to the outside collided with the light curtain and bounced back.

Except for those bitter water troops who left the camp, none of the more than a thousand remaining soldiers in the camp were able to leave.

The darkness had melted away with light, and Faeron had finished chanting a spell in his mouth. There were 12 scrolls floating around his body, and these 12 scrolls unfolded at the same time, and Rex covered his mouth and didn't shout.

Salin also half-opened his mouth and looked at Faren blankly. Using the Figaro magic formula, the scrolls that will be released can be arranged in an orderly manner, and Salin himself can control 12 first-level magic scrolls in this way, but let him control 12 third-level scrolls, he can't do it.

Faeron was burning his life, and in the face of the oracle of the Holy See, he did not hesitate to give up his life, to unleash his full potential, and kill the young oracle with long golden hair.

Geneares dispelled the darkness and was about to say something when he saw this shocking scene. Without hesitation, he recited the prayer aloud: "Lord of Light, my Father, allow me to use your power......"

Jenaris' voice was already inaudible, and all the 12 scrolls suspended in front of Feren unfolded, and twelve fireballs flew into the sky. It was the purest fireball Saleen had ever seen, and he couldn't even tell what level it was. Pale cyan flames dragged behind, scorching a vacuum in the air.

A mage who can only shoot fireballs is not a good mage, and Saleen's mind resounded with what Feren had said. But now, Fei Lun's expression was solemn, and he used the simplest fireball technique to release the most powerful fire elemental power.

The twelve fireballs continued to expand in the air, each growing to a diameter of more than a meter. The fireball was not flying fast, it could even be said to be very slow, but the fireball was still absorbing the power of the fire element between heaven and earth, and the diameter was about to be close to two meters. On each blue fireball was a human face, and this face was incomparably clear, exactly what Feren looked like.

Geneares didn't expect Qin Yin's mage to be so violent, and as soon as he made a move, he would exchange his life for his life. This fireball was already full of the essence of the magician, and even if he fled to the edge of the sky, he would be overtaken. And the farther away you are, the more powerful this fireball becomes. The dark canopy of the sky just now is just a disguise for the preparation that the magician has to make.

Salin was even more terrifying than Jenaris, he had studied the half-magic bestowed by life, and of course knew what Feren was doing. Feren poured all of his life force into these twelve fireballs, and as long as they were not defeated, these twelve fireballs would remain until Feren's life force was exhausted.

Until then, the twelve fireballs will follow their targets to the death.

There are many strange ways for the magicians to fight hard, and this one is the most decisive one that Salin knows. Because it requires the magician to pay the price of his life in advance, whether the magic succeeds or not, the magician is already dead.

Salin felt something choke his chest, and anger and sadness welled up at the same time. He never called Faeron a teacher, even though Feren had been guiding him. Life in Kushui County was the most comfortable period of Salin's life. He didn't need to worry about hunger, he didn't have to fear the appearance of enemies, he was accompanied by many of the same mages, and he studied together.

And Rex has been providing consumables for cultivation, and Feren is tirelessly showing him the way.

All of this is going to end today, and Salin knows what the Divine Envoy means, this is not just a simple meaning for a ninth-level professional, the Divine Envoy can briefly borrow the power of the Lord of Radiance, so that his power consumption is close to zero. This is like the day when his own demon hunting spider is inlaid with six level 10 dragon cores, and it will almost never be used up.

Therefore, although the Divine Envoy is only equivalent to the power of a ninth-level magician, it is regarded as a tenth-level professional. In the short period of time when borrowing divine power, the divine envoy can unleash divine magic at will.

Feren's magic, it is difficult to kill the oracle, even if the Lord of Rex breaks through now, he is only a sixth-level magician, and there is still this huge gap between him and the magician, it is impossible to cause any damage to Jenaris.

Sarin was expressionless and took out the family crest. The divine envoy looked down at the sky, he had no chance at all, only a short contact, he could suck all the power of this bastard, but he couldn't fly, there was no possibility.

Feren stood there silently, having lost his life, but refused to fall. Twelve fireballs had already pounced in, and the faces on the surface of the fireballs were a little hideous. Geneares' eyes split, he whispered his prayers, a rich light enveloping his body, and fireballs swooped down on him with the determination of Ferron.

Twelve huge fireballs fused together and completely enveloped Genenares. The Holy Guardian is the most powerful divine skill of the Holy See, and Jenarius has now borrowed the power of the gods, and his defense will not be broken at all in a short period of time. It's just that the burning vitality in this fireball can't even stop the divine guardian, and every inch of his skin, muscles, internal organs, and bones seem to be burning. Even though it's just an illusion, it's so real.

The two white-clothed deacons beside him had already fled far away, and their faces were blank. They had never imagined that a seventh-level mage could unleash such terrifying power. Not to mention being smashed, that fireball can burn people to ashes as long as it rubs a little bit on the body.

The fireball continued to burn, the glow that enveloped the camp was still maintained, and Saleen knew that the oracle had not been burned, otherwise the glow would have dissipated. However, the time for the divine envoy to borrow divine power is limited, as long as Fei Lun's life force is not depleted, the fireball will continue to burn, and even the soul of the divine envoy cannot escape.

While giving his life, Fei Lun also increased his strength to the level of an eighth-level magician, and these twelve fireballs were already in the realm of ninth-level magic.

The fireball technique, which almost every mage uses, has become the pinnacle of magic in the hands of Faeron.

All the magicians left in the camp stared blankly at the sky, in the same mood as Salin. There is anger in sadness, and pride in anger.

The most annoyed was Jenaris, the fool of the Cardinals came to assassinate him, he knew that he could not succeed, so he did not help, anyway, his goal was to capture Rex alive so that he could hold Emperor Qin Yin hostage. I didn't expect this little seventh-level magician to work hard as soon as he came up, and the magic was so weird.

He could only borrow his divine power for an hour, and even if this fireball couldn't burn for that long, his body would be seriously damaged. Picasso is not his own subordinate, forcibly caught to lead the way, that guy Faka must be angry, if he is seriously injured, that arrogant guy may take the opportunity to attack.

He has already violated the will of the Pope by coming this time, and if Faka kills him, there will be many people who will support him. There is no way, I can only use the Forbidden Divine Technique once.

Thinking of this, Genenares, who was wrapped in fireballs, chanted a prayer again.

"Thou art my angel, and my mercy, and my song, and my sword, saith God. You lead believers through darkness to Heaven. Those who believe in you will become new followers, and those who stand in your way will perish. I give thee the majesty of God, and in my name I inflict divine punishment. ”

Rex stared at the sky as the huge blue fireball slowly cracked, and a brilliant light fell from the sky, and a cry of pain came out of the fireball.

Rex raised her left hand and said only two words: "Shinra!"

On Rex's white and slender fingers, the Ring of the Divine Ra erupted with colorful light, forming a huge shield that enveloped a radius of more than ten meters, leaving no gaps even in the ground under his feet.

The ninth-level fireball technique was destroyed by divine punishment, as if twelve different souls were shouting in pain at the same time, and the spear of divine punishment directly hit Rex and released the colorful shield, and Salin felt his feet sink and fell into darkness.

The fully enclosed shield was slammed into the ground, sinking faster than magic. The spear of divine punishment suddenly split in two, and one of them shot into the sky, directly hitting Genenaris under divine protection.

"My lord!" the two white deacons exclaimed at the same time, they couldn't believe that divine punishment could be replicated and counterattacked. It's just that there is a hint of surprise hidden in Picasso's voice, he was hit by divine punishment, and Geneares will be seriously injured if he does not die. His fate was saved. Thinking of this, he said to the other white-clothed deacon, "Hurry up and let the lord go!"

The Spear of Divine Punishment tore open the Holy Guardian with ease, leaving a massive wound in Jenaris' abdomen. Generis's body fell to the ground, and the white deacon under him pounced down, and caught Janaris's body in the air, and on the ground, countless third- and fourth-level magic shot into the sky, and the white deacon didn't even dare to fight back, just used magic to protect his body and fled to the sky.

With his strength, of course, he can kill first and then leave, but in case he is injured, he is a little worried about Picasso. Picasso was a subordinate of Farka, who was forcibly captured by Geneares, and Epharca's temper may not be able to bear this breath.

The colorful shield formed by the Ring of the HRE protected Salin and the others as they fell underground.

It was pitch black all around, and suddenly there was a violent tremor under his feet, and Saleen lit up his fluorescent magic and found himself landing on a desolate wilderness. By his and Rex's side, in addition to Neris and Sika, there were only two swordsmen left.

What kind of place is this!!!

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