Even if it is not a real god weapon, it actually contains a trace of divine power, and the power it has is beyond the reach of these mortals, but the black-robed man does not belong to the category of mortals. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

“... Praise the sleeping and offer a gift to the new life, this is a farewell poem......"

Doloris is still a little bit away from chanting the spell, the scepter in his hand is getting brighter and brighter, the magic array on the surface is slowly forming, almost coming to an end, and now the chant has reached the second half of the position, and it is still a little bit before the magic can be cast, and now is also the time to find out, what is hidden in the back of the black-robed man desperately to protect, and it is about to appear in front of him.

At this time, the black-robed man shook his body slightly, as if he wanted to break free, but after all, this was a god's weapon, how could it be so easy to get rid of, because Doloris was about to rush behind him, like a shy child who didn't want to be discovered by others, the black-robed man was nervous.

Dolores rushed behind him, kept a distance, looked at his back, and did not know what words to use to describe what she had seen, but it seemed very strange and terrifying.

The black robe's broad back is carrying a child, but the child's face seems to have stepped into his back, so that people can't see the true face, and the pair of miserable white little hands that don't want to grasp the black robe, as if fixed on it, judging from the thin figure, this should be a child about four or five years old, just now the black robed man made a disobedient voice that does not match the figure should be this child, for some reason, Doloris has a very strong sense of rejection for this weak child, it seems that the child itself is an ominous existence。

The shaking of the black-robed man's body became more and more violent, and the spear head and the attached chain firmly inserted on the floor also began to shake, and it looked like he was about to break free, but fortunately, Dolores's holy word-level magic "Light Funeral" was about to be completed, and by the moment he broke free, he must have been unable to escape.

Then the direction of the attack is to choose his back, the child behind the black-robed man is still too careful, with the kind of evil aura that only the dark forces can have, this should also be his weakness, Doloris who has decided to stop, stand in place, and put all his energy on chanting magic.

Cracks began to emerge from the dozens of magic arrays that released the illusory spearhead, more and more, and finally collapsed, the black-robed man made a sharp sound similar to an angry roar for the first time, and the chains that penetrated all parts of his body were shattered at this moment, the illusory spear head disappeared, and the black-robed man broke free from his imprisonment.

"Don't look at it!!"

The shrill cry peculiar to a child seems to contain a very deep resentment.

“...... Funeral of Light. ”

Also when the black-robed man was about to turn around, Doloris finished chanting the last incantation, and a large magic array appeared on the scepter that had already pointed to the black-robed man's back, which was the magic array formed on the crystal surface at that time, and a pure white ray shot out on the surface of the magic array, the width of the ray could be compared to the large pillars in the main hall, and the messy pure white petals flew around the white rays, like the white rays that destroyed everything and shot towards his back.

"It's all said, big sister, don't, look at me, or you'll die. ”

The child miraculously lifted the face buried in the back of the black-robed man, looked at Doloris behind him, greeted the white rays, and looked at Doloris together.

Doloris seemed to have seen something very terrifying, and something called fear finally appeared on her expressionless face, and the scepter in her hand accidentally moved to the side, and the white rays grazed the shoulders of the black-robed man as if they were passing by, shooting away, and penetrating a large black mist.

The saint was panting, holding cold sweat, her expression looked extremely frightened, her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes kept flashing, the scepter in her hand was thrown to the ground, and the saint squatted on the ground and held her head as if in pain, like a frightened child, crying helplessly.

The black-robed man didn't know when he disappeared, leaving only a weeping saintess, who looked very pitiful in the black mist.

On the way back, Harry, who was carrying Miral on his back and holding a silver sword in one hand, felt a danger signal coming from ahead, and in response to his body's emergency reaction, his body dodged to the side, and a huge white ray swept past Harry's side with amazing power, and the black fog in this area was wiped out of a large space, and in the direction of the end of the white light, there was a loud sound of explosion.

Harry broke out in a cold sweat as he looked at the position where he was almost attacked, and the deeply turned floor revealed charred dirt, which ran through the road like a straight line, leaving a terrible mark like a straight line.

Thanks to the white light, Harry's eyes could see the man crouching on the ground and weeping in the place where the terrible mark had started, hurrying over with Miral on his back.

Coming to Doloris's side, looking at Sister Helen lying in a pool of blood and Sister Hanni fainting on the side, and the believers who fell in the golden shield not far away, what the hell is going on?

"What's wrong? ”

"Doloris is alright. ”

Harry and Miral, who came to Doloris, asked worriedly, what had happened to her when she saw Doloris with such an expression for the first time.

"Woooooooooo......oo It's scary. ”

Doloris kept crying with tears in her eyes.

"Huh?"

Both Harry and Milar looked like question marks.

And outside the main hall, the chief magician of Alger, who was analyzing the formation of the black fog, was anxiously rummaging through a book, and was trying to find a way to crack it, suddenly fell to the ground in fright by the vibration generated by an explosion, looking at the source of the explosion, which was the other side of the main hall, the place called the cafeteria, erupted with a very dazzling white light.

"Isn't that the Word level single magic 'Light Funeral'?!Who is it?!This time he is in big trouble, damaging the cafeteria, hehe, this is not a small sin. ”

Alger Magician has a bad temper, that is, he hates others to disturb him to do some important things, and said with an unhappy expression, he dared to scare himself, and when the matter is over, the guy who released the "Funeral of Light", I must settle accounts with you, dare to scare me, you are dead, especially this tense moment.

"Mr. Alger!!Now is not the time to study this!!!The books have fallen under the steps!!"

The rest of the magicians gathered around and said in horror that the "Shield of Tsarist Russia" had not yet been broken, and everyone had not yet fallen into chaos.