Chapter 398: I Lifted Your Lair
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He ...... What's wrong with him?"
The screams of the night owls reached the minds of every creature around them, causing a throbbing to rise in the hearts of everyone present. It was as if the heavy malice in it was pressing down the ear drums, pressing into every inch of their bodies, making them tremble, even Willian, who had experienced mage training, couldn't help but be pale at this time, his chest was tight, and he pressed his chest, and he barely controlled the churning internal organs.
"The power of the incarnation of divine blood comes directly from God, and it is sent by God across the plane barrier with a part of himself as a mark, although this method can only give a believer great power, but it is temporary after all...... This Arestotele, apparently did not trust any of his followers, and did not even give the power of the elect ......"
The paladin standing beside him spoke, and the violent explosion that had hit her opponent just now was obviously not without her burden - the female paladin's breathing was rapid and her voice was low. And the Huiyang talisman lingered around her, and the original scorching luster was now only a dull halo, although it was still gradually increasing, but it was obvious that it was difficult to regain its previous strength.
However, staring at the blood-red figure dozens of feet away, her eyes flickered, and her voice carried more confidence.
"We can overcome him!"
Of course, not everyone is as confident as she is.
"Miss Yulia, Lord Duke and Lady Villaria, they ......"
Willian frowned deeply, and the two shadows that seemed to have just stepped out of the void were reflected in his pupils—to an incredible degree. The wind pressure around the brother and sister swept through the things around them! The exchange was silent! But this small garden had been destroyed by the force of the churning and reduced to ruins. The rugged and torn wreckage was scattered all over the place, but the wind pressure around the two people swallowed the wreckage and turned it into fine dust!
"I've been in a lot of trouble, despicable worm!"
Desolate roar, at this time. Suddenly it weakened, and then turned into an old curse, pulling everyone's eyes back to the blood-colored figure.
The blood-colored figure was still wrapped in that layer of red, but it seemed to have lost that weird, flowing-like characteristic. He stood up straight like an ordinary person, looked up, and the light around him flickered brightly, as if it was not so long ago.
Real change. Generated in the middle of battle.
At the moment when the red figure quieted down, the battle between the two sword saints had already been divided into winners and losers - in the face of the woman's sword stabbing at him, the duke turned a blind eye! And the long sword in his hand was clasped with both hands. Slash with a heavy blow!
This sudden change shocked the female swordmaster, but she was destined to be unable to make a fatal attack on her brother, so she could only hastily withdraw the long sword to defend at that moment.
The two swords exchanged swords again, and the female swordsman's body slid backwards, bringing up two streaks of sand on the ground, but the masters competed, how important was a little first......? Before she could regain her posture, the next sword light was already coming! She gritted her teeth and raised her long sword again, and took the blow with a bang, and the huge force of her arm responded to her and pressed her to her knees, and she snorted.
"Despicable!" she cursed, but she had completely lost the room to fight back, the duke's face was calm and indifferent, and the long sword in his hand did not stop for a moment, and in a sneering voice, it had pierced her limbs!
The balance of victory and defeat is tilted again at this time, let
"Foolish fellows, you think you have found hope, it is only a small mistake, but in the face of this great power, even a single struggle is in vain, yes, in the presence of my Lord God, who has all wisdom, you will not receive any forgiveness in the extravagant hope!"
The red figure nodded slightly, slowly rising from the ground. Announcing loudly, he looked at the group condescendingly, his dark red eyes flickering. And the understatement tone, as if the life and death of everyone present were under his control:
"My lord's purpose has been perfectly achieved, as long as you are destroyed, the Riteg family, Gushan City, and the entire duke will be ours!
The old man's blood-colored shadow burst out with a burst of laughter. He seemed to have a chance to win, and his confident voice was particularly harsh.
"Don't you think about it!"
"Stop, come back!" "Miss Yulia!"
The body pressed down by the Holy Warrior was as straight as a spring, causing her figure to blur into a faint shadow, and she went straight forward with a few exclamations!
A moment of breath.
The blood-red shadow, indifferently facing the streamer rushing towards him, just raised his hand, and then the invisible force once again set off the storm, like a whip through the surrounding space, and even the air crackled and exploded.
Yulia breathed as hard as the wind swept across the young paladin's cheek like a knife, causing numbing pain, but her eyes widened stubbornly, and she slammed into the blood-colored figure with a low roar! The white luster receded from around her, and the armor suddenly squeaked sharply against the blood-colored mist! But the long sword in her hand became hotter and hotter because of this, drawing a bright arc of light in the air!
It was the belief of the holy warriors, condensed, their most famous power!
Closer, closer......
"Stand back!"
The half-elf's shout entered the paladin's eardrums, causing her to subconsciously stop her steps, and at this moment, a halo of light spread around her, turning into a light mask!
But then, the mask shook violently. A tremendous force pushed Yulia forward, causing her to take a few steps back. Then in a moment, the entire light mask was covered with cobweb-like gaps! The next moment, that meager power had exploded with a bang, scattered into countless points of light!
After the terrifying shock, the ruins were once again filled with smoke and dust. Immediately swept away by a gust of storm, the holy warrior lowered his gaze, and couldn't help but gasp, feeling a tingling in his scalp—under the weight of the blood mist, the ground broke inch by inch. In the moment of this breath, she had sunk more than three feet deep, and if it weren't for the half-elf who resisted her with a shield, she would have ended up being suppressed by this power...... Judging from that strength, even with the help of the Huiyang Talisman, she would probably have to be crushed into mud!
I have to say that the female paladin is too inexperienced on the battlefield...... Especially for this to the weak enemy strong. A battle of life and death at every turn - she still has no way of understanding that in such a real battlefield, even a blink of an eye hesitation will be life-threatening!
In the next moment, the red light in her eyes made her mind blank almost instantly!
A moment of life and death. A tremendous force came from the side, knocking the female paladin away with a heavy blow!
There was a loud bang on the ground, indicating the terror of that power...... It's just a flash of red light, a golem cast of pure gold. It also creaked in the immense force, and then the next moment. It exploded into a day's scattered metal!
"Little girl, you're in good luck. The blood-colored figure looked at the holy warrior more than a dozen feet away and nodded slightly, but his voice was full of malice: "But boring toys can't always save you, do you think that you will have a chance of winning in this way?
"Bluffing can't hide the mistakes you've made, and bragging about them will only make them sound bigger and make people laugh. The half-elf waved his hand and drew a subtle purple rune, summoning a few gloomy shadows in the air, slightly distorted, and hidden between the invisible again: "Cut off the connection between the divine blood and the gods, all you can call now is the residual power in the divine blood! Although the power is still huge, you have lost control, we only need to ......"
The half-elf didn't hesitate to debunk, but the enemy clearly didn't want to give her any more room to explain.
The blood-red mist opened up from behind the incarnation of divine blood, extended, and turned into sharp cones like sharp arrows, attacking all the movable beings in the field! In this mist, the stone powder and soil on the ground also turned into flowing blood, rolling the waves and slamming forward!
The two priests had already flown back in an instant, but the Holy Warrior and the mage apprentice were one step too late, and they were about to fall into the blood-colored river almost instantly!
But at this moment, a transparent wall was created out of thin air in the air, with a crystal-like luster, and it grew with a click, completely blocking the blood color on the ground!
"What people!"
The Blood Shadow raised his head and stared at the void.
Then, there, a ray of light burst out of the dark shadows of the cyan sky.
At first, it was insignificant, thin, filaments that could only be discerned with the naked eye, but with a slight twist, the threads became streaks, and countless threads converged and wound from the space, and finally condensed into a ten-foot-long silver trail in one breath.
The silver lines twisted and shimmered...... So a silver door opened in the space.
In fact, it is better to describe it by the word crack than to call it a gate—a dazzling silver that takes on a wonderfully irregular shape in the darkness, like the marks of a poor painter splashing paint with a bucket...... However, the energy that swells out of it is terrifying...... Everyone had to squint their eyes at this moment to avoid the scorching fluorescence.
A black shadow stepped out of it, and the void stood still.
"Sorry, sorry, it's late. He tilted his head slightly, revealing a smile raised at the corner of his mouth in the shadow of his hood: "Things are more troublesome than expected, and a lot of time has been wasted......"
"It's finally here!you guy!" "It's too slow......"
"Who are you?"
Listening to the cheers of the other party, the old man's bloody face also showed a trace of surprise. Now that the gods have lost their attention, the power of the remnants of the god's blood is still extremely large, although it is no longer enough to seal the entire space. But there are also not many casters who can ignore this interference...... And his gaze lingered slightly on the black robe that was wearing a silver light. That surprise turned into a clearing.
"If I am not mistaken, it is you who interfere with the great gift of my Lord?" I have to say, you are very bold, but you are too naïve to think that this will change the outcome!"
His reddened gaze stared at his black-robed opponent. The voice is clear.
"The Great Gift?...... Well, it's nothing, I just dismantled the circle......"
The young man stretched out his hand and brushed away the strands of silver silk around him, and then let his gaze linger on the blood-colored shadow for a moment. Unhurriedly, raising his eyebrows, he spoke, "Oh. You're the Priest of Ares or something, aren't you? Thank you for collecting so many good things, Mithril or something, but those Imperial Tears or something are really good...... I think it's enough for me to build another teleportation array or something. ”
“...... What do you say?"
The incarnation of divine blood in the form of the old man couldn't help but shake slightly for a moment! The implied meaning in the other party's words seemed to be too terrifying, making him unable to accept it for a while......
"Ahh It's a shame that it's a waste. ”
The half-elf blinked, and let out a chuckle in cooperation. It's just a big schadenfreude on a small face, but it's obviously not just a level to laugh at 'waste' -
Circle, in a sense. It's a medium that solidifies a special effect...... Casting spells requires only the right spells, gestures, and materials. The magic circle formed by a building represents far more than the consumption of materials, and the greater value of it is the spiritual power infused into it by the builder of the magic circle in order to communicate with the magic net and solidify the energy. It was a soul power that had been built up slowly over time by the caster. This process is similar to the creation of a magic item - or rather, the magic item itself is something that is wielded with the help of a small magic circle.
And the circle, which is the finished product, means more and more cruel dedication...... But with someone's arbitrary dismantling, these losses are bound to become a mirror and no trace.
"Lies!"
A ripple rose from the body of the incarnation of divine blood...... He instinctively denied what the enemy had said, but the foreboding that rose in his heart was incomparably real...... After all, the broken chain of divine power already explains the birth of certain things.
So, was there really a surprise attack on his lair, and what was the damage? Did this guy cause incalculable damage, or did he just make some disturbances about the operation of the circle, and then bluffed it?
Controlling divine power is not something ordinary people do...... The power of divine blood is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, it is a vast power. Without God's support, mortals still want to push it for their own use, and it's not just a matter of stealing. It's like an infant baby, barely trying to wield a war hammer, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed into flesh and mortar by this huge force, even if you are a senior believer who has served God for decades, you may not be able to get more know-how, and you may even cause a greater crisis to your body because of that divine ability!
Therefore, be calm.
His chest heaved heavily, and he tried his best to suppress the anger that could consume his senses...... However, as if it had been planned for a long time to attack this weakness, the figure in the black robe raised his head and continued to speak in that hateful tone:
"Ah, by the way, you're really generous, you actually hollowed out the whole mountain, and really got a group of dwarves to be blacksmiths for you, but fortunately, the strength of those dwarves is really good, much stronger than the strength of your guards, if they weren't all qualified warriors, and there are a lot of weapons and armor around, it would not be easy for me to get rid of the soldiers you left behind. ”
He patted his head and added, that understatement that seemed to be about something more trivial than the problem of the circle!
"You caught them?" the old man in the form of divine blood finally spoke, his voice already adding the seeping rattle of teeth rubbing.
"Oh, no, those guys are very hard, and they're really confident in their own strength, so I had to send them to your gods, and it took a lot of time. ”
The corners of the young man's mouth hooked, and the annoying smile widened: "By the way, it took me a lot of effort to find the place where you hid things, you have the effort to dig those fragmented tunnels, why don't you get more camouflaged rooms, or are you rats and have a habit of drilling around?"
"Lie! All the riches in our temple are kept in the most perfect magic circles and high-level magic traps, and a thief like you can't touch it! Only the faithful followers of my god can touch it...... They!"
More information made the old man who was incarnated by divine blood feel cold, so he couldn't hold back the roar that exploded from the bottom of his heart,
The entire city of Gushan fell silent for a moment! Only the roar of the beast, the aftermath of thunder and thunder burst out with a violent wind, sweeping away the dust in the air!
"Forget it, if you call the dozen or so secret compartments in your room perfect magic circles and traps, then what should you call the treasure house of His Majesty the King?The absolute realm that the gods cannot violate?Ah, of course I'm not talking about the one on the pantyhose, that is just a spiritual barrier...... Anyway, it's just three places, your room, a vault, and the dark room behind your idol. ”
The telemancer simply sneered back at the loud roar.
He raised his hand, and completely obliterated the last bit of hope in his opponent's heart: in that hand, a swarthy dagger was plucked by four fingers, dripping and turning, and the jagged blades were full of flashing red light, and blood was dripping.
"Ah, speaking of which, I really didn't mean you, your old nest is really a little bit less? I originally thought that even if a cult base camp didn't have a net worth of hundreds of thousands of platinum coins, it should have at least thirty or fifty magical items to fill the scene...... Not to mention, you still have a magic item shop open to the public. As a result, I didn't expect that half of the dozen or so things were Dharma storage items, ah, and half of them were unusable by ordinary people, which was really shabby. But I think there's still a place to stock in your magic shop, right? I know you seem to have penetrated a lot with the rest of the Rytgar family?"
"You, shut up!"
The unknown enemy, the intentional or unintentional teasing, and the damned, young and crisp chuckle of the little girl priest of the dark goddess, were like countless sharp needles, piercing the old man's heart one by one!