The fierce battle on the island was transmitted to a pair of bright and clear eyes. レ Idea Guest レ

It was a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, shining like the bright stars in the night sky, bright and even dazzling, and the eyes contained compassion and benevolence, and I was very ashamed to look at them.

To have such a pair of beautiful eyes is naturally a beauty.

She has a beautiful face, a slender figure, black and bright hair, pitch black and thick, like a waterfall behind her, and the tips of her hair flutter slightly with the cool sea breeze.

He wears a crown of thorns with a golden sè on his head, and wears a white robe embroidered with various golden sè symbols, but there is no other decoration.

There is a golden belt around the slender waist, which shows the tightness of the slender waist, and the balance is unbearable.

In her right hand was a golden staff, topped by a large sunburst and inlaid with countless gems.

Under the light of the sun, all kinds of gemstones sparkle with dazzling brilliance, emitting a fairy tale of colorful light, symbolizing the gift of the god of light to the world.

On her left hand was a large diamond ring, which was also engraved with a number of intricate inscriptions.

The diamond ring is full of surging holy energy, and there is a faint light inside that flows like water, and from time to time a wisp of pure white light flashes, like a beating heart.

Look at it as if it were not just a jewel, but a living being.

If you know the goods, you will know that the ring is the world-famous Mountain of Light, the heirloom of the Vatino Holy See, which has been handed down from the first generation of saints.

It is said that it is a sacred stone left when the creator god opened the earth.

When the first god of creation created the earth, the morning of the second day, the sun's rays rose from the horizon and shone on the sacred stone, suddenly exuding a dazzling brilliance.

When the creator god saw that wonder, he blurted out, "Oh, what a mountain of light." ”

Hence the name of the Koh-i-Noor.

And apart from that, it has another name, St. Peter's Ring.

Only His Majesty the Pope of the Holy See of Light is eligible to wear it, representing the supreme power of the Holy See of Light.

Therefore, it is naturally not difficult to guess the identity of this beautiful woman.

She is none other than the first female pope of the Holy See in the millennium, Silmelia, His Majesty Niodos.

At this moment, a sea breeze blew, blowing her hair in the wind, her clothes fluttering, and against the background of the Sun Shrine and the Mountain of Light, the holy goddess Shilmelia seemed to fly away with the wind.

The Holy See priest at her feet looked at her Pope, and couldn't help but bow in her heart, this is the demeanor of the messenger of the God of Light in the room, and the representative of the benevolence and mercy of the Holy See of Light.

She will surely be able to carry forward the cause of the Holy See of Light and shine the light of God on the whole world.

Shirmel gently brushed her hair, then looked away from the crystal ball and looked intently into the distance.

Unlike the sunny and breezy sea here, on the distant horizon, there is a dark cloud that is gathering rapidly, and from time to time there is an electric flash of fire shining through the barrier of the dark clouds.

Like a great storm that sailors talk about, it will swallow up a living creature caught in the storm.

At the center of the storm was the place where the Resters had entered the battle with the High Priest of the Dead.

A hint of worry appeared on Schillea's pretty face, like that of a Greek goddess.

The other party is the High Priest of the Dead, the strongest person under the stars, the closest to the gods.

A terrifying shadow of his reflection has been shrouded over the head of the class for nearly two thousand years.

Before the existence of the Holy See of Light, he had already dominated the world, and he was beyond his reach.

Although Obakhim and Lester are also the strongest in the world, they are far inferior to the high priests.

I don't know how powerful the high priest really is, but it's certain that he's better than any of them.

Now he can only rely on the close cooperation between the crowds to suppress the high priest with a stormy attack, and he is barely invincible.

But this cooperation also has an extremely fatal weakness.

They are like a set of tightly engaged gears, only in this way can they work properly, but if one of them makes the slightest mistake, all the gears will stop working, and eventually the whole system will fail.

What's more, they are already halfway old, and many of them are already starting to get tired. And the High Priest of the Undead's counterattack has only just begun.

Once the opportunity is seized by the high priest, then the entire team is in danger of being destroyed~!

If these masters of the class are wiped out here, what will they do to suppress the large number of lichs?

What's even stricter is that this will be a serious blow to the confidence of victory in the class, and it is bound to counterattack the Semitic continent in a chaotic way and end the war once and for all.

In her anxiety, Shirmel frowned slightly, and couldn't help but pace back and forth in place. I can't go over in person, join the warband, and do my part.

But then she also realized her gaffe, there was no shortage of saint masters there, and her skills were not strong in the Holy See.

Shilmelia took a deep breath, calming herself as hard as she could. Then he turned his head to look behind him: the work here is more important, and whether or not she can successfully kill the high priest this time depends on her appearance.

I saw that behind her, an entire mountain peak had been flattened~!

If you look down from the sky, you will see that the flattened top of the hill is like a huge circuit board, covered with various patterns.

The flat ground was carved with all kinds of huge and intricate magic symbols, and between those magic symbols, there were also various huge piles of magic crystals.

Under the sunlight, those magic crystals shine brightly one by one, and the energy contained in them can be clearly felt even here.

In the middle of those magic crystals, there are various metal paved roads, connecting them to form a single whole.

Countless priests in white robes stood densely on top of the runes, all singing hymns one by one.

Every time they sang to a certain high point, the holy power was released in the circle, and then a stream of pure white holy light would shine down from the sky, enveloping the vicinity in the light, as if it had been ignited.

At this time, on that huge magic array, there were already several places where there were holy lights descending from abrupt days. But there is still no movement in many more places.

Farther away, a group of magicians were flying back and forth at a rapid pace.

There is no magic array laid there, let alone activated, they have to speed up, and the fusion of silver and a variety of jing refining magic metals in their hands is financialized, and laid on the ground to form the main body of the magic circle.

Due to the size of the magic array, although they had accelerated their work, the process was still slow, and even Shirmel felt a little unbearable.

She scolded those magicians in her heart: usually one by one, her nostrils are facing away, and she will be fucking strained at a critical moment.

It's really a bunch of rice buckets, rice buckets to rice buckets that can't be rice buckets anymore~!

If it was his own subordinates, they would have been punished to go to Iceland to gnaw potatoes.

On her other side, the great magician Osied couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when he saw her god, an old man was despised by a little girl, and of course he was inevitably depressed.

Then he snorted and said, "It's the first time that such a large magic array is, and the small ones are more raw." It will be fine later. ”

Shilmelia glanced at him coldly, then gritted her teeth and said, "Holy Light Array, correct you again, this is called Holy Light Array."

Don't you always call it a magic array, we don't have a system, and it's easy to cause confusion when it is passed out. ”

Sylmeria didn't want the magicians to steal the papal credit.

Osied couldn't help but shrink his neck, laughed twice, turned his head, and only secretly muttered in a low voice, "Isn't the holy light also a type of magic......?

Although his voice was not high, it was just enough for His Majesty the Pope to hear.

Shirmel Melia rolled her eyes, pretending not to hear.

If it weren't for the fact that Archmage Osied's ability and level in the magic array were unparalleled in the world, she would have kicked this old thing out of the way a long time ago.

Osied muttered a few more words, meaning: Everyone is on the same front, don't worry about these little things.

Seeing that Sylmelia still didn't say anything, she felt very bored, and then turned her head to look at the magic array.

Looking at those busy magicians, a burst of pride suddenly rose in his heart: since ancient times, he had never entered such a huge magic array......

And now he has done it himself, and this achievement alone is enough to go down in history and illuminate the entire magical world.

From now on, no matter who mentions the study of magic circles, he will inevitably have the name of Osied.

Despite this, he didn't dare to offend Shirmel Melia next to him.

Because he is the owner and the uncle who pays the money, he is at most the foreman of a construction party.

The huge magic array...... Phew, Holy Light Array.

When the First Patriotic War ended and the Holy See was founded, a young priest named Marconi wrote an essay entitled "On the Composition of the Power of the Dark Council".

He wrote that article mainly to make a picture of the first pope's sycophants, and to argue for the superiority of the papal system that he had designed and constructed at home. so that His Majesty the Pope can promote him.

But in that article, it was crucial to point out a fatal weakness of the undead.

All the creatures of darkness, and all the power structures of the Semitic race, are tightly wrapped around the High Priest.

This means that as long as the High Priest is killed, then whether it is a Semitic or a dark creature, their huge organization will fall apart, unable to organize and unite, and no longer pose a threat to the class.

Moreover, he also whimsically pointed out that if a single conventional method could not destroy the undead high priest, then could a huge magic array be created...... That's right, it's still the word 'magic array' here.

It was not until later, after the seventh Pope Cardost Xià implemented deenchantization within the Holy See, that the word "magic array" was removed from all the texts of the Holy See and replaced with the "Holy Light Array", which is both beautiful and in line with the mood of the Holy See

Belch...... Where did you just go?

Oh, that's right~!

Father Marconi pointed out that as long as a powerful magic array was created and the power of the Holy See was gathered and accumulated, the High Priest would definitely be able to kill a thousand moves at that time.

After reading that article, His Majesty St. Paul's Majesty immediately became a dragon. Then he slapped the table: "Get one and try it." ”

Therefore, the Holy See began to plan at the beginning of its establishment, and it took three hundred years to complete the design.

It was designed specifically to kill the High Priest.

It has an extremely nice name: "Divine Punishment~!"

It's a pity that this magic array ...... The Holy Light Array was successfully designed, but it was also when it was hidden in the cold palace. Because of the construction of such a huge magic ...... The Holy Light Array requires a lot of financial and material resources.

Not only that, but there are extremely restrictive conditions.

First, the range cannot exceed 500 km.

Second, the preparation time is long, and it is not generally long.

Third, it also requires that the high priest must be fixed in a certain location in order to carry out the strike.

It's like a group of rats talking about tying a bell around a cat's neck, which is almost impossible.

Therefore, when the insiders discovered its shortcomings, they had to abandon it.

And the guy who took over the work in the first place was also under the intensive care of the Inquisition, and he was examined for three years.

Because everyone suspects that the reason why that guy took over this huge project is probably to defraud the Holy See of funds and funds.

Either way, this is one of the most powerful weapons designed by the Holy See to kill the High Priest.

And after a long time, it's finally ready to make its debut.

The only shortcoming was that the time they had to get information about the High Priest's itinerary was too short, and although the Holy See tried its best, it was still not ready.

In fact, this is also the reason why those who are strong in the category dare to fight with the first strong under the stars~!

They believed that if they delayed long enough, the 'divine punishment' would kick in, and the high priest could be eliminated in one fell swoop.

But the concern is, will they be able to cope with that time?

On that island, the battle intensified.

The High Priest seized a gap and summoned more than a dozen ghosts again.

These howling white ghosts have the advantage of not being afraid of physical attacks. As a result, the lightning bolt, the most lethal of the magicians, lost its effect. As long as you fly fast enough, you have a good chance of dodging the light attacks of those cardinal archbishops.

And they don't need to be of much use, as long as they surround those Jing Spirit Demon Archers and create a thousand disturbances for them, it is enough.

Those ghosts moved extremely fast, causing a lot of trouble for the magic archers, making it almost impossible for those jing spirits to concentrate.

It was easy to wait until they were all wiped out, and by this time the high priest had already freed his hands and summoned more than a dozen dark knights.

As soon as the Dark Knights appeared, they immediately held their shields in front of them. Then step by step, he slowly pushed towards the opposite side.

There was a sudden panic in the crowd: the enemy was becoming more and more orderly.

The magicians immediately split into two groups, one with increased firepower, and continued to attack the high priest. The other group fired at the Dark Knights, but the enemy hid behind the giant shield and didn't show their heads, let alone them, even the cardinals were helpless.

They could only watch as the enemy advanced step by step.

At this moment, I don't know who suddenly had an idea and cast an ice condensation technique on the ground.

The ground suddenly became smooth, and the dark knights were caught off guard, and immediately slipped into their backs.

At this time, Zhongjin took the opportunity to smash them wildly, which wiped out those dark knights.

Although they eliminated those dark knights, the strong men who entered the class felt a little helpless in their hearts, and they all knew that after the early battle, the high priest had figured out their tactics, and the peace of this war began to tilt towards the enemy's side little by little.

At this time, with enough time, the High Priest once again summoned as many as dozens of ghosts.

The strong men who entered the class were caught in a bitter battle.

As the minutes passed, the end of the war tilted in the direction of the high priest.

More and more ghosts appeared in the sky, screaming loudly and circling around the powerhouses of the class.

At this time, the wind was blowing, and the dark clouds were getting denser and denser, and the clouds were getting darker and darker, almost like the night where you couldn't see your fingers.

The ascetics erected a barrier to keep the spirits out.

The demon archers were still gritting their teeth, desperately pulling their bows and firing arrows at the high priest opposite.

The mages didn't have much time to spare, they hid behind the propped barrier, desperately pouring all kinds of magic potions, and attacked the high priest.

A flash of crimson lightning flashed in the air, slashing straight down from the sky like the sword of the god Zeus.

The lightning slammed down on the High Priest's back, imprinting his huge figure into the eyes of the crowd in a flash of lightning.

At this time, on another island, the huge magic array was finally completed. Streams of holy light fell from the sky and shone on the magic array.

One by one, the magic crystals began to shine like beating hearts.

Shirmel stood in the middle of the magic circle and raised her left hand high. The Mountain of Light shone rapidly above her fingers.

If you look closely, you will find that the frequency of the magic crystals that shine gradually begins to match the frequency of her ring.

The Sages who stood here and there raised their voices and shouted hoarsely.

Sylmeria looked up at the sky and shouted, "At first, the gods created the earth. The earth is empty and muddy, the face of the abyss is dark, and the Spirit of God hovers over the waters.

God said, 'Let there be light~!'

So there is light~!"