The four warriors sent by Prince Harimaya formed a loose encirclement around Jonah, vigilantly watching the chaotic fighting arena, "What is the tactic?" The third-level astrologer couldn't help but ask, the mental power that had been exhausted in the morning battle was now about half recovered, and he should be able to release the "Mushroom Farm Trident" a few times, and even barely use the imperfect "Light of Judgment".

"Do your best to deliver the strongest attack and we'll take care of the rest. The man in the teal robe pulled out a four-bladed boomerang, and the warriors beside him were armed with inflatable pumps, blow arrows, and steam golem firearms, respectively, and looked like they should be a long-range attack combat group.

"The strongest...... Attack......" Jonah pondered. What is your strongest attack?Scorching Ray, Trident, or Light of Judgment for a single attack?A powerful star array may not necessarily cause the most damage in a chaotic battle. He suddenly remembered the fierce battle on the Miracle Meadow, when he sat behind Elliott and threw the "Failed Streamer" of the Charged Star Array again and again, inflicting considerable casualties on Zawi's dragoons. At this time, an extremely pure diamond on the top of Silafina was engraved with a complete mid-level attack star array "Streamer", and it seemed that it was time to make an attempt.

The Oriental man said thoughtfully, "Is my strongest attack now?" I should throw the gluttony into the middle of the crowd and let the beast suck its own blood......

The astrologer raised his staff, "You guys take shelter behind me, I'm going to attack." The orange-red lines from the distant starry sky were gently flicked, the inscriptions of the gods helped him see the scattered fragments of energy more clearly, the mysterious lines in the diamonds began to light up one by one, and the power of the stars flowed through many complex patterns, becoming more condensed and pure with each cycle.

"Streamer" belongs to the compulsory star array of fifth-level astrologers in astrology classics, and its structure is very complex and difficult to draw, but the actual operation is surprisingly simple, so it is often used as an astrologer geometric drawing level test question. Its peculiarity lies in the nature of the input energy that is not picky, and it is one of the few universal star arrays that can be driven using any interstellar line energy. In the world of astrology, although there are no magicians who have hundreds of colorful magical elements, there are dozens of starlines that are skillfully mastered in the endless starry sky, and more pairs of stars with different properties are waiting for latecomers to discover.

The energy in the diamond continued to gather, emitting an astonishing light and heat, and Assay glanced at Jonah in a slightly surprised light, "This is amazing! Beware of uncontrollable wow." ”

The astrologer has no time to think about anything else, and pours all his mind into the star array, the "streamer" is a stored star array, as long as it is full of emitting energy during the cycle, it will not absorb the user's mental power like the light of judgment and cause backlash. In Jonah's inner vision, the level of the spirit pool was slowly falling, and the energy of the stars kept flowing into the top of the staff. A minute later, his spiritual power was on the verge of exhaustion again, and the energy in the star array was about less than 200 degrees, which was the limit of what he could do now.

"Be careful!"

With a shout, Jonah attacked. The orange-red glow emitted by Hila Fiena lit up the entire arena, and the people looked up from the battle, their faces half the orange red of starlight and half the dark blue of thunder pillars. Three small points of light floated out of the star array, fluttering around as if they were weightless, - a perfectly released "streamer" should have eight such points, to be precise, Jonah released "three-eighths of the streamer".

"What is this......"

A strong wrestler knocked out his opponent with a punch, wiped the blood from his face, and reached out to grab the light spot without fear. He was only halfway through his self-talk, when a violent explosion erupted from the palm of his hand, instantly destroying his palm, forearm, arm, shoulder, chest, and terrified face. In an instant, the ball of flame set off a rain of blood from rubble and stumps, and three small points of light turned into three apocalyptic explosions, no sound came, only a silent shock wave swept across the entire arena, constantly drumming in the not wide space, and the thunder pillars that connected the sky and the earth flickered and darkened, and crackled overwhelmingly. Boulders began to fall in pieces, splashing blood in the crowd, smoke and dust obscuring the observer's vision, and the center of Valhalla turned into a chaotic Shura field.

Emperor Isaibainker jerked to his feet, his scarlet cloak blown by the strong wind, and the Tocharian Emperor's pupils constricted into a slit, staring at the center of the explosion with the eyes of a feline prey. Prince Harimaya staggered back two steps, nearly knocked to the ground by the shockwave, "This is the astrologer I spoke of, Your Majesty. He reported to the king before the throne at the right time.

The rubble crackled on his head, and it was a few minutes before Jonah dared to stand up, both ears buzzing, like a band called "Noise" playing a terrible tune inside his eardrums. "Bah, bah!" Asai spat out the dust in his mouth as he said, "If those thunder pillars were replaced by walls, we would have killed Brother Jonah by you! Fortunately, the gap in the thunder pillars can allow the shockwave to pass out!" "Dongfang looked at the astrologer with trepidation, "You really can't control it, the explosion point shouldn't be chosen this way!"

"What did you say?" Jonah yelled at his partner when he saw him open his mouth and not speak.

"What?" said Arsai, patting his ears and replying.

At this moment, the four warriors quickly jumped from the ruins and disappeared behind the smoke. It was only then that Jonah realized what a catastrophe his attack had caused, as one pillar was completely shattered, and the collapsed stones covered half of the arena, and I don't know how many candidates were buried under the boulders that fell from the sky. There were three deep pits on the ground, blood painted the edges of the pits red like paint, whose arm remained on the edge of the pit, and five fingers that were hard to scratch the ground showed the owner's last attempt to escape. The astrologer scanned the dusty arena, corpses, stumps, broken swords, and rubble formed a brutal picture of the scene he had seen in the Miracle Prairie, but the difference was that today's disaster was caused by him.

Jonah never imagined that this image would have such a big impact on him, and the astrologer thought that he would be able to face up to life and destruction, but now dozens of lives at his hands were tearing his soul in hell. As soon as his legs went limp, he almost sat down on the ground, and the Oriental man beside him reached out and gently supported his arm, "Relax, you are doing well, Brother Jonah." On the road to pursuing faith, such a picture will be repeated again and again, and you have to learn to become more ruthless. Asai looked at the seventeen-year-old boy with warm eyes.

“...... What did you say?" asked Jonah, turning his head in confusion.

"What?" shouted Asai back.

Jonah shook his head, puffed out his chest, gently shook off the support of the Oriental, and tried to examine the scene of the disaster with an emotionless eye. It turned out to be a very difficult thing to become emotionless, and when the Western Continent walked in the middle of the war with the "Joint Amnesty Decree" and watched the slaughter one by one, he was an absolute bystander, but once he got involved in the troubled times and realized the preciousness of life, he couldn't find that ruthless, high-minded and arrogant look. From Elliott he learned from Elliot the love between people, the noble emotions of loyalty, trust, and cherishment, but love alone cannot become strong, and the Rosenkavalier must raise his sword and shield again and again, so that the silver roses on the coat of arms are soaked in blood. Long Ji made him realize the power of hatred, hatred made her travel the world for a distant shadow, her hands were covered with blood, and she fluttered like a flower in the rain in the chaos of the times, but she could not become strong with hatred alone, she also needed the help of loyal knights, and with the power of her partners, she could walk through the bloody mountains and wastelands.

So what is his faith? Why is it that he has tossed and turned between death and destruction, leaving a bloody path of tombstones in his wake? In this moment, Jonah's faith is shaken, and the triple pressure from reality, ancient prophecies, and the Devil Descender makes him so tired that he can barely bear the weight of his body. The power of Syrafina's divine thoughts gently soothed his soul like a sympathetic palm, repairing the rift in the astrologer's heart little by little, "Smack!" The Oriental took a more direct approach, slapped Jonah on the back of the head, and knocked the boy back to reality from his sad thoughts, "Don't be in a daze, there are still many enemies, watch out for your ass!"

"What do you say?...... Oh, got it!" the pupils of the third-level astrologer became clear again, and several slowly approaching enemies made him forget about the ancient philosophical proposition of survival and destruction, and began to activate the "scorching ray" with the little mental power that was left.

The dust had settled, the battle was not over, and all that remained in the field were the true elite, and the eyes of hatred were on the blue-robed astrologer, and if there was any warmth in the eyes, Jonah's clothes would now be on fire. Suddenly, the wind howled, and a sharp boomerang swept away a head with an incredulous expression, and the miasma, poison needles, and bullets began to harvest the lives of the remaining candidates, and the field was once again in chaos. "Scorching Ray!" A finger-like light struck the enemy on the opposite side, leaving only a small reddish hole in the heavily armored swordsman's body, and Jonah's desperate attack only provoked the anger of the enemy, "Knock Knock Knock...... The swordsman strode forward with his two-handed giant sword, and the gravel on the ground jumped up, showing the ferocity of the charge.

"Qiang!" the blood-red dagger sparked a glimmer of sparks on the swordsman's armor, and the figure of the Oriental disappeared immediately, leaving a mutter: "It's really difficult, old turtle." ”

Jonah's consciousness began to blur as he was mentally exhausted, but this time he forced himself not to faint, gritted his teeth, and tried to open his eyelids like lead blocks. The things in front of him became clear, and a voice in his ear urged: "What are you doing?

The astrologer looked left and right in confusion, and found himself standing at the foot of the steps of the throne, and in front of him was a tall figure in golden armor, which was none other than Emperor Essaybaink, who was now holding a golden ribbon and looking at the confused boy with a smile.