Chapter 331: Ranch has always been a spoiler
Sigrid didn't bother with Asquesan, she just made sure that Ranch was safe behind her, and her purple eyes looked at Asquesan as if she had locked onto her prey.
The two bishops briefly met cold eyes as the thunder of the sky resounded through the silence before, and the battle of the strongest was about to break out again in the northern city-state.
In the distance, an invisible magical connection had been established between Lanchi and Sigrid.
This is the eighth-order purple rare grade spell [Life Link] that Sigrid uses to protect him, which can share the health state with the target, and will only be lifted when it is far away, and will give a small amount of its own physical strength and mental attributes to the linked party.
The cost is that when the linked person takes damage, it will also be taken by the user of the spell.
In addition, there was also an eighth-order summon [Nian Qi Demon Puppet] that was left by Lan Qi's side.
Although the humanoid puppet formed by the condensation of silver light had no face, its exact figure and Sigrid exuded extremely powerful coercion.
Even if its effect can't be determined, Ranch can probably guess that this puppet has copied most of Sigrid's attributes, and even without Sigrid's equipment effects and spells, it is almost equivalent to Sigrid's doppelganger.
Because she is a cardinal who fights with the strongest physical fitness, even an ordinary punch has the power to shatter the city wall.
The maximum amount that any living creature can soul bind to a magic card is multiplied by ten.
The eighth-order Sigrid, with all the magic cards on her body adding up to no more than eighty, used up two eighth-order cards to protect Lanchi, which would cause her frontal combat power to be reduced to a certain extent.
The thunder light once again lit up the air where the snow was falling, and behind the magic barrier, Askesan's palm spread out, forming a pitch-black vortex in the center of his palm, and the god-like terrifying magic gathered towards him, which was endlessly compressed by him, gradually emitting a black electric cocoon, which could cut off all the light around him.
If it is affected by this damage type sealing magic of at least the eighth order, even the huge imperial army will probably be annihilated.
The mana storm alone tingled Ranchi's skin and cheeks, and at the same time, the silver puppet grabbed Ranchi, and took Ranchi away from the battlefield as quickly as Sigrid had behaved.
Ranch could only see that Sigrid, who was confronting Asquesan in the distance, was not deterred by this devastating ultimate magic.
The clear light on her body is still the same, like a moon god, and like a martial god, calmly can break through all obstacles with that far-reaching fist!
The Silver Doll protected Ranchi from the aftermath, avoiding the center of the battlefield during the collapse of the upper floors of Bandera.
Even so, Lanki's vision flickered with smoke and air currents, and with a huge roar that resounded through the northern snowfields, it was about to be blown away along with the silver dolls.
Until he barely settled, he looked up into the distance.
The two bishops are like the resurrection of God.
On top of the crumbling city of Bandera, a natural disaster between cardinals unfolded!
In an instant, the entire upper floor of Bandera City near the city gate was reduced to a battlefield, and the fluctuations continued to impact every building, so that those originally solid buildings and towers were wreaked havoc by giant beasts turned into soot from time to time, leaving a ruin.
As the battle intensified, the entire city-state was shrouded in thick smoke and dust, with fire, explosions, and thunder in the sky. Storm clouds gathered and swirled in the sky, and nature itself seemed to be shocked by the sudden outbreak of battle, and the air pressure in the sky increased with it.
With each encounter, vast clouds are illuminated from the ground.
Ordinary powerhouses, not to mention the battlefield close to them, even if they raised their heads and looked up, they couldn't see clearly the deathmatch of the eighth order of the bishopric level.
And in the center of this battlefield, even the two cardinals are not in full state, and Asquesan, who was more seriously injured at the beginning, gradually fell into a disadvantage, and it is obvious that Sigrid did not give him a chance to recover from his injuries!
Sigrid is more likely than ever to split the game with Asquesan this time.
But she wasn't in love with war.
She was just aware that she would have to wreak havoc on Asquesan before she could escape the treacherous city-state with her Son.
Being chased by Asquesan is the worst thing, he has countless means to stage positional tricks, and he can't get rid of it at all, and the long journey to the south will be very difficult, even she is not willing to fight with Asquesan, let alone protect the Holy Son.
But correspondingly, once she brings the situation of Bandera City, a northern border province, back to the imperial capital of Herrom, the conspiracy behind the Silent Bishop will be in vain!
"Sigrid, do you think you're the only opponent I am?"
Asquesan's smile was inseparable.
Even if he fell into a disadvantage in the confrontation with Sigrid for a while, he just smiled like an adult playing a game with a child.
“……”
Sigrid didn't have any weapons in her hands, no matter how many levels of magic equipment she had, it was not as powerful as her body, and every step she took was like thunder, taking away a large area of air current, forming wind pressure, her eyes were cold and purple bright, and she just wanted to single-mindedly force Asquesan into a desperate situation.
Annihilation was just as methodical as an old opponent of the Tyrants, and every time he snapped his fingers, he would unleash a powerful sealing spell, forming a dark gray forbidden area that confronted Sigrid in the space ahead.
The distance between the two is sometimes near and sometimes far, but at any time, it seems that two world-destroying disasters are confronting, and every blow of the Catholic Church is as violent as a waterfall tilting, trying to shatter the Bishop of Silence, and the Bishop of Silence is like a dexterous dancer, looming in the trap of the net he has laid, and at the same time releasing a seal, trying to lock Sigrid and weaken it!
Asquesan's delay didn't slow Sigrid down too much, but his more complex technique was ready, and the entire space began to distort, and the dark gray vines rising from the ground and the gray pupils falling from the sky were about to engulf Sigrid in an instant.
It was also at this time that Sigrid's figure emitted an almost translucent dazzling light and shadow, and even the pupils of his eyes turned silver, as if he had entered a new state of selflessness, and threw an unprecedented punch, and in the air, the silver light collided with the dark gray spell, forming a huge explosion of energy with a clear dividing line.
After a long time, Asquesan, who flew upside down until he fell, obviously lost the upper hand in this encounter, he was not suitable for a head-to-head confrontation with Sigrid, but the corners of his mouth were still hooked into a smile, as if he was playing with Sigrid.
Finally.
As the battle between the Catholic Church and the Bishop of Silence was at a fever pitch, the sky was suddenly obscured by a huge shadow, and a cold wind blew through, smoothing the sand and gravel on the ground.
The cold caused the dew on the ground to freeze quickly and visibly, and this unknown feeling made Sigrid shudder for a moment.
“……”
A figure came from nowhere, and when it appeared, and he landed quietly, dressed in a pitch-black robe, and even the thunder could not illuminate his face.
Despite the fact that his existence is like a complete unknown.
But Sigrid could still feel the danger in him, even more than Asquesan.
"You're finally here."
Asquesan's eyes showed joy and relief when he saw the black-robed man, and the moment the black-robed man made a move, a pitch-black magic chain pulled Asquesan away from Sigrid's attack range, and almost at the same time, another black chain was already attacking Sigrid.
Sigrid has a lot of experience in combat, but this mysterious black chain is not like magic, and before it comes into contact with her, it has an undefensible repulsion, slamming her into the ground, and as the city-state begins to crumble, Sigrid coughs up blood and falls into the lower level of Bandera City.
She adjusted her breath with all her might, trying to stay alert.
She knew she was sure of Asquesan.
If you add this black-robed figure, everything is hard to say.
What's even more troublesome is that the true identity of the black-robed man has made the entire situation in the Protos Empire even more complicated.
Sigrid stood up in the ruins of the lower level of Bandera City, her long hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes like torches, confronting the two powerful enemies who slowly levitated in the air, and the momentum exuded from her body was still resolute and tenacious.
"Catholic ......"
The black-robed man's voice was full of psychedelic distortions, with a hint of metal, as if he was thinking about something, for example, why the Catholic Church appeared here, contrary to the prophet's divination results.
Of course, the prophet's divination is not always accurate, and it is normal to have some deviations, but it is rare for the deviations to be so serious.
In addition, if many powerful people in the world with the ability to predict perform divination, and then plan according to the results of the divination, they will interfere with each other, and the situation will evolve into an inaccurate situation.
"Could it be that the Marquis of Heritier, the blood clan on the southern continent, interfered with our side of the northern continent......"
The black-robed man finally muttered to himself in an undetectable voice.
Asquesang didn't pay attention to the black-robed man's state, just stared at Sigrid in the distance.
"Apostle, don't waste time, it will be very difficult to let this woman drag on until night."
Askesang said coldly to the black-robed man beside him.
"Huh."
However, the black-robed man looked at the sky and just smiled, as if he thought Asquesang was playing a good joke.
He threw an orange epic card with a giant scarlet rift from his cuff.
Immediately, in mid-air, a monster shrouded in darkness gradually emerged in the distorted space, it looked like a small disc larva, its whole body was covered with a hard carapace engraved with strange patterns, the monster's eyes emitted an indifferent blue light, looking at it, it seemed that you could feel the evil and poison emanating from the heart.
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure enveloped Sigrid's body, causing her to stagger two steps forward.
She stared at the monster so hard that even though her eyes hurt, she was trying to force her to analyze the attributes of the epic summon through identification magic.
The strangest thing about it was that the black-robed man summoned this halo-shaped summon in front of her, without worrying that she would kill it in the first place.
Gradually, she was able to infer and identify the fragmentary analysis of the magic based on her actual feelings, and came up with a brief description of its properties—
【Abyssal Black Worm】
[Category: Summoning Card]
[Grade: Orange Epic]
【Tier: 8】
[Effect: Unable to move or attack, the closer the enemy target is to the summon, the stronger the gravitational suppression.] ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ after defeating the summon. 】
[Notes: The power of the extinction of all things.] 】
The black-robed man in the sky looked at Sigrid and asked Asquesan beside him:
"How long do you think she can last?"
Askesang didn't speak, just smiled and shook his head, looking at Sigrid with pity.
In front of them, Sigrid was like a prey from which there was no escape.
Today, the city of Bandera, on the northern border of the Protos Empire, is a suitable burial place for the Catholic Sigrid.
PS: The Marquis of Bloodline Helitir first appears in Chapter 86, at the beginning of Book 2
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