"Praising Visar is just a common illusion, kid, you don't need to be so nervous. ”

The yellow magic robe was adorned with blood, like crimson petals, and the earth magister looked up at the sky with an impassioned face, and said, "The god of Vesar will always live in the hearts of every Visar's people, child, maybe you have seen this great god in your dreams, because you are the hope of Visar's future." ”

As one of the few remaining wise leaders of Wisar, the mission he carries on his shoulders is often difficult to sleep, but fortunately, it is all over, the god of Wisar has come to life, and the defector invaders will achieve the eternal prestige of the Wisar Empire, and his weathered face also shows a hint of relief.

The young mage was silent, the old and confused earth mage's explanation was full of fantasy, and in his blue eyes it was a bit foolish.

"Is it true that the appearance of the god of Wisar in a dream is just a dream?"

He muttered, his gaze through the dust and sand kicked up by the wind, and stared at the small figure in the sky.

Suddenly, he felt his shoulders sink, and looking back like an electric shock, the young mage saw the serious face of the Knight of Rosa.

The golden demonic spear was filled with Vissar's fighting spirit, and where the tip of the spear was pointing, the three cardinal archbishops' faces turned pale, and the deep meaning was self-evident.

"Don't let the god of Wisal be fooled into thinking that his followers will only look up. ”

Rosa's whispers were like grains of sand flying in the desert, and as soon as the wind stopped, they should fall

Above the sky, two figures stand in the void, like two magic bell towers standing at the top of wisdom, but Verdun can never have two kings of Warcraft, and the peak of wisdom does not allow two clock towers representing different magic to exist at the same time, this is the rule, the strong exist, the weak are eliminated, the wise are immortal, and the fool must die, even if the era is changed, it is difficult to change, that is, the pursuit of power.

The magic array above the Sage's head became smaller and smaller, and the two ancient patterns of Dam's magic ring and the beta magic shield disappeared without a trace, replaced by a strange magic pattern, like a poisonous snake spitting snake letters in the dark, slowly devouring the mysterious magic array.

"God of Wissar, in the dusty annals of history, you lit the divine fire with the 'magic pattern' and endowed you with a godhead, but I didn't expect you to be so cowardly. ”

The Sage walked slowly, and circles of magic aura bloomed under his feet, almost instantly, the distance between him and Li Laifu was less than a hundred meters.

A hundred meters away is not a long time, even a golden swordsman, at this distance, only needs a breath of time to cut off the head of a mage of the same rank, not to mention these two giants who stand at the peak of the race.

Li Laifu muttered in his heart, fortunately, under the pressure of the white head, he endured it and did not retreat, but he couldn't help but think of the strange scene of him and the mysterious man in front of him facing each other less than a centimeter apart.

The Sage may not have noticed the strange expression of the god with inky pupils, but he still had a warm smile on his face, and his tone was unhurried, not only did not show the slightest nervousness before the battle, but more like a great nobleman of the kingdom who was reviewing the back garden of the ancient castle.

"You sealed my spatial magic array with a magic pattern, are you afraid that I will escape? ”

"Yes. ”

Li Laifu nodded awe-inspiringly, and then said with a domineering face: "I'm afraid that I will kill you with one punch." ”

"Stupid. ”

The skeleton brother, who has many titles such as "Forsaken" and "White Head", spat in Li Laifu's mind, as a supreme god, he really can't accept this far-reaching monologue.

Sure enough, the Sage was stunned, and the thorn petals on his cuffs swayed in the wind, as if it was about to wither with only a little strength.

"Worthy of the god of Wissar. ”

He smiled thoughtfully, and suddenly his face froze, like that of an unlucky child who suddenly realized that he had forgotten to bring his cleaning tools after a hard fight in a dung pit.

"Despicable heresy. ”

"I am God, the god of Vesar!"

Two distinct roars burst out at the top of the firmament, and an obscure magic pattern written by a golden flame turned into a magical character in the sky, instantly rushing to the bottom of the magic array, and a burst of roars sounded in the desert sky, as if some terrifying demonic beast was about to emerge from those characters.

The almost wailing voice of the Holy One was particularly abrupt in the roar, he couldn't imagine that a noble and supreme god had learned the sneak attack of despicable humans, but what he didn't expect was that this was not an ordinary god, this was the god of faith of Wissar, who had part of the power and divinity of the gods, but more of the ingredients were the cunning and intelligence of the nobles from a bright age.

"Well done, let me figure it out, I'm sure you can learn a lot from this fight. ”

The skeletal brother, who was as mysterious as the sage, said in an old-fashioned manner, praising Li Laifu while raising himself without revealing a trace, of course, he does have this kind of capital

At the same time, the battlefield in the middle of the desert once again permeates the battlefield with a monstrous murderous aura, and if nothing else, it will be a journey of slaughter without suspense called 'Expulsion'.

"Let them get out of the land of Visar, blood and glory will lead us!"

The knight of Rosa raised his spear high, and the strength of the ninth-order knight of dark gold was vividly displayed at this moment, and the iron-backed terrain dragon under his crotch also roared, twisting his huge body that was countless times tougher than Mithril, and rushed into the center of the Knight of Light! As a branch of the dragon clan, this kind of demonic beast will not have the slightest fear even in the face of the ninth-order demonic beast that is known as the 'king' in the legend.

"Fifth-order magic, resist the ring of fire. ”

"Fifth-order magic, burst fireballs. ”

"Elemental summoning, lava giant. ”

Almost at the same time as him, a young mage dressed in red actually rushed into the enemy formation like a knight, and the fiery gem on the magic scepter in his hand bloomed with elemental light, instantly emitting one mid-level magic after another, and what was even more terrifying was that in this yellow sand, he actually condensed two lava giants three meters high, protecting him like a guard.

In a barren land like the Gobi Desert, the most intense elements are nothing more than earth and wind, and the requirements for the elements required to summon magic elves are also particularly demanding, and it is hard to imagine how far the magical talent can be to convert earth elements into fire elves.

The earth magus looked at the two huge lava giants, and when he glanced at the young mage who was frowning but not having the slightest weakness, his cloudy old eyes widened, and an imperceptible strange light flashed in his eyes.

He trembled and raised the staff in his hand.

"For Visar!"

The war in the desert is nothing more than a dessert and rum after dinner, although delicious, it is not a meal after all, and the duel in the sky is the source of whether the light of Visar's faith can shine again

"I am very disappointed that such a despicable act could have happened in front of me. ”

I have to say that the strength of the saint is enough to be absolutely powerful in the Church of Light, even if he inadvertently faced the attack of the god of Weisar, he was unscathed This man sprinkled his burnt blonde hair into the sky, his face was hideous, and he was no longer shocked at the previous moment, at this time he and Li Laifu were a little similar, of course, limited to the color of his hair.

"Write down what you have seen, and what you are now, and what will come to pass. ”

"It's coming, Brother Skull, hold on. ”

Looking at the man who closed his eyes and meditated, Li Laifu's heart sank, and he instantly gave up all his thinking, and entrusted the control of his body to the god of magic patterns in Vissar, and a very old term came to the child's mind, which means light, but also means darkness.

"Apocalypse of Light!"