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Beams of pure and unsullied magic shot away, sending arcs of fire clouds. At the moment of arcane focus, Curt skillfully moved his wrist. The mana beam changed course, opening the road and leveling the houses along the way. Lockfa was caught in the initial explosion and flew away with a look of horror. He crashed through a wall and survived.

Curt smiled and flicked the teleportation earrings, changing position. A few seconds later, several powerful divine spells burst through the air and hit the hiding place he had just taken. The four High Priests then summoned mounts such as Pegasus and Wind Elementals and ascended into the air. They are impatient and trust that their peers who remain on the ground will help them.

Curt smiled and nodded, knowing that his chance had come. The High Priests are blessed with indestructible defensive magic, but they are all against magic. On the other side, Fana stretched out her hand and fingered, causing hundreds of tiny vines to fly out, forming a huge net in mid-air. As Curt let out an involuntary exclamation, the spiky web fell straight down, enveloping the senior priests who were getting closer and closer.

A senior priest held up the emblem, forcing the rattan net to reach it. He is the priest of Alona, the goddess of the forest, and has the power to manipulate plants. The other two priests summoned giant warrior visions and stubbornly held on to the rattan nets. They are the priests of the god of the brave, Heronis, who rules the realm of power. Taking advantage of the stalemate, the last priest sped up the ascent. He is the priest of Kranwo, the god of death, and is able to inflict death on his enemies more efficiently than a mage.

Curt calmly cast a spell and shot a fireball. This spell is used to prevent the Grim Reaper Priest from approaching, and it is also an agreed signal. When the Grim Reaper priest disdainfully stretched out his hand. When blocking fireballs. The two Brave Priests fell. Their chests burst open. Pierced by a sniper bullet from a distance. Seconds later, another bullet struck the priest of the forest goddess, tearing his waist open. So the priest of the goddess of the forest could no longer hold it back, and he screamed, and was torn by the falling rattan net, and died before he fell back to the ground.

Curt continued to cast the spell, creating a vast white mist. This is a level four spell, Heavy Mist. It blocks the enemy's line of sight. and block the arrows that come from the air. In order to avoid losing sight of the enemy himself, Curt summoned the Mage's Eye. The Mage's Eye is a flying invisible eye that can look around in place of the caster.

Now the directional magic no longer threatens Curt, but during the brief fight, a large group of soldiers have gathered under the tree and begun to frantically cut down the trunk. With the help of priests in the realm of power and destruction, their axes are indestructible. After a full slash, there was a scar half a meter deep. The vine armor that surrounded the trunk was destroyed in an instant, and under Fana's control, they fell off directly. Somewhat caused some trouble.

Before Curt could cast her spell, Fana spread her hands. She palms up. As if conducting an orchestra, he stretched his hands forward and then parted left and right. Following this graceful movement, countless fruits grew from among the branches and leaves. They look very similar to pine cones, each the size of a watermelon. The fruit ripens in a matter of seconds and turns dark brown on the surface. Their stems snapped and fell in one fell entirety.

The distance of tens of meters, combined with the weight of several kilograms, makes the fruit as powerful as a stone projectile thrown by a catapult. Screams rang out one after another, and hundreds of fruits directly ruined the ranks of the soldiers.

Even if some soldiers raised their shields in time, they were still smashed and dislocated their shoulders. More fruit followed, breaking all resistance of the soldiers. They tried to retreat, and were finally drowned in the red waves that the fireball spell had exploded.

'Almost, sister. ’

Curt telepathized with Fana and told him that it was time to retreat. Gordon and Cameron, a hundred meters away, had already put away their sniper rifles and were teleported away by Murphy. More prepared enemies gathered and launched an organized attack. If Fana wasn't going to tear down the entire Avalon, it was time to take it away.

Before Fana could answer, the entire giant tree shook violently. Just now, a huge arc of light hit the tree, and it actually cut off one of the four main trunks.

Curt grabbed the branch and held his body steady. Then he looked down and saw a figure of light in the street in the direction of the palace. It was a middle-aged nobleman in his early forties, dressed in a silk robe full of sacred prayers. He had a neat beard and held a large sword shrouded in golden light. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with a dragon's skull and decorated with dragon teeth. The man wore a crown on his head, apparently the king of the Stormland Country, and Sen Lan IV personally intervened.

Curt narrowed his eyes, feeling a little surprised. It seems that Sen Lan IV can be called a knight among knights, and he has the courage to go to the front line. Considering the opponent's appearance, Curt is not very sure that he will be able to make a surprise attack. Moreover, the senior priests present all surrounded Sen Lan IV and formed an impregnable defensive lineup.

Even if Curt were able to use Arcane Focus one more time, he probably wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. He stood there with interest, wondering why Sen Lan IV didn't continue to attack. As if sensing Curt's thoughts, Sen Lan IV raised his sword. He pointed to Curt's hiding place and shouted in a voice enhanced by divine magic:

"Get out, rats who dare to harass our land! Your crimes must not be forgiven, pay for them with your own lives!"

"As the biggest bandit leader, you're pretty good. But after all, it's just a reckless man, and I hope you can learn more language skills. ”

Curt also responded with a spell to boost the volume. He deliberately used a polite tone to further intensify the effect of provocation. Mori Lan IV's reply was to swing his sword crosswise, shooting two arcs in succession. Curt immediately aimed the Purple Wand Staff, and pushed the staff's demon-breaking ability to the limit. As a result, the arc light suddenly dimmed in the air, and when it hit the trunk of the tree, it was only less than half of its power left.

And so it was. ”

Kirt nodded, a thoughtful expression. In fact, when the first arc light flew in, he felt abnormal magic fluctuations.

As a royal family that worships the platinum dragon god Bahamut, Senlan IV must be blessed by the dragon. Dragons wield primordial magic, and magic flowed through their veins. Compared to human mages, dragons are more like warlocks or priests. The way they channel magic is unlike any other, and it's a natural talent.

So it's not hard for Curt to guess that the arc light that breaks through the sky has a resemblance to arcane focus. Senlan IV's sword is actually a magic weapon, with the ability to extract magic power from the magic net, compress it, and shoot it out. This behavior is almost a spell, so Curt said with a smile:

"Pretty good at spellcasting, Mr. Robber Leader. It's rare to find such pure magic, and your strength is comparable to that of a high-level mage. ”

In the Land of the Storm, the mage is a symbol of evil. So although Curt's words are true, they are also equivalent to slapping the other party. Sen Lan IV sank his face and slowly raised his sword high. A strong golden light then condensed onto the sword, signaling that a thunderous blow was coming.

'Come over to me, it's time for us to go.' ’

Curt swapped out the staff in his hand and telepathized Fana again. The spherical vines immediately fell to Curt's side, and then disintegrated, revealing Fana hidden inside. Curt smiled and took out a teleportation scroll and said softly:

"After tonight, all those involved in your hunt will suffer the wrath of Mori Lan IV. If they survive, we'll take revenge later. Now I want to take you home, can I?"

"You've stolen my limelight, little bastard. ”

Before Fana could answer, a magic mouth suddenly appeared out of thin air and began to speak. It flew around, spitting out Irenikas's whining.

"Your uncle, can you not be so perfect? Go my way, let me have no way out, right? You fucked all the second goods, and you simply didn't leave me a chance to watch Xiàn. But no matter what, I'm going to brush up on my zài tonight. Now do what you have to do and I'll help you get the atmosphere hot. Wait and see, after tonight, those magic sticks will be so soft that they can't stand up even if they bleed!"

After leaving a paragraph that didn't taste anything to the point of infiltration, the devil's mouth vanished. Curt shrugged, somewhat expectant. At this time, Sen Lan IV had done his best to condense the magic of arcane focus. He didn't know the details of Curt's location, so he swung his sword at the trunk anyway. The arc light that burst through the sky was so pure that it was almost transparent, and it had the power to destroy an entire giant tree.

"Banmen has an axe, and it's you. ”

Curt calmly teased, then stretched out his hand. In his palm, a dark purple staff of giving back was glittering. In the next second, the arc light flying towards the giant tree suddenly shattered. Half of the fragments immediately reversed and pounced on the stunned Sen Lan IV. The other half struck the trunk of the tree, cutting countless scars several meters deep.

In an instant, the senior priests surrounding Senlan IV were in a mess. Fragments of mana rained down like scattered bullets, like more than a dozen energy-type spells cast at the same time. The senior priests could not even protect themselves, they had to put the safety of Sen Lan IV as the highest priority. As a result, the ground was sliced like a cheesecake with a roar. The overwhelming dust rose and choked Senlan IV with coughing. A shard of mana grazed his crown, slicing away some of the ruby-encrusted ornaments.

Curt laughed in satisfaction, then unfolded the teleportation scroll, calmly preparing to retreat. Then the ground trembled, as if something behemoth was moving. Curt moved his gaze in astonishment, and now all the giant gods enshrined in front of the temple actually began to move. They stepped off the pedestal, walked slowly, and gathered around Curt. The senior pastors, who had escaped the catastrophe, fell to their knees and began to shout praises to the miracles of the gods. (To be continued......)