Although it may be a little weaker, it is not much stronger now. Without the arrival of the ontology, Anatoly did not think that he would lose to the Pope, and he was more worried that it would cause the space to collapse and cause an accident in the Dragon God Festival.

Anatoly wasn't sure, but he had seen prophecy.

Anatoly believed and hoped that the god that the dragons had been waiting for had arrived. As for Andrew, who is being tested, whether he is the legendary black dragon or not, Anatoly who knows some secrets, he actually doesn't particularly care about this matter.

Because Anatoly knew that when the one wanted to return, he would naturally come back...... What made Silver Dragon even more puzzled was Ryan.

But the more I look forward to it, the more worried and inexplicably apprehensive.

Anatoly was in a mixed mood right now, more of a rage than a pleasure, and he wanted to slap the Pope to death with one claw, but the silver dragon couldn't find where his body was hiding.

The Pope also has mixed feelings right now. If he can completely unblock the power, he won't have to deal with Anatoly at all. However, he knew that when he and Anatoly fully exploded their power, this battlefield with a large amount of divine power would probably collapse in many places because it could not withstand the impact.

The Pope has not gathered enough hope, which is a situation he is very unwilling to see.

Both sides have concerns, so they slowly consume it. But what made the Pope feel a little flustered was Ryan, as well as Andrew, who was receiving the Dragon God Sacrifice.

The Pope knows a lot of secrets, and he knows the importance of the Dragon Altar and the Dragon Sacrifice to the dragons.

The most surprising thing for the Pope is that as the pinnacle of human strength, he can't spy on Ryan's past, and he can easily be discovered and destroyed by the other party, and at this moment he can't control Andrew's will.

Seeing Ryan riding on the back of the bone dragon and approaching the keel, the puppet of the illusory light looked away, looked at Ryan from the silver dragon's body, and raised the scepter of holy light in his hand.

The magic array transformed into a false sacred pool, and angelic phantoms flew out of the pool.

There are even more legions of angels in the light illusions, not only with the holy angels with guns, but also with angelic phantasms who are proficient in music theory and can use magic.

The golem pointed his staff at Ryan, and the illusions of angels moved at his will.

Anatoly whispered a dragon groan, also using the magic of light, condensing the same number of dragons of light on his side, and roared in a low voice, "Dragons won't let you hurt your friends. ”

The Phantom puppet ignored the dragon's words, and the false angels of the light illusion continued to fly towards Ryan.

Anatoly controls the Phantom of the Dragon to attack the angel, and in the cracked light, the angel with a musical instrument plays the sound of the heavenly sound, disturbing Anatoly's will with music.

At the same time, the presiding judge, who came from outside the barrier, raised the gray cross, his eyes like the setting sun, and said and prophesied at Anatoly at the same time, "Bound, fall—"

Anatoly was not immune to magic, and the melodious harp made him even more confused.

Just as the adjudicators began to move and Anatoly was about to burst into power, the moment he heard the vague sound of the harp playing, Ryan used his magic to break through the space and transmit a sheet of music through the air.

The score made of parchment fell lightly, and was caught by Baroque with one hand, and he looked down -

The demonic version of the Wild Bee flies.

With excellent eyesight and extremely high mental power, the demon has already memorized the score in his mind in an instant.

Baroque uses magic to condense a dark red guitar.

Although he doesn't have a wild bee, he does have magic worms.

The demon had already memorized the stave and the music, and although it was noted that this song required a fast hand, it didn't matter, he was very fast.

When the space cracked, the puppet of the phantom light looked towards Baroque, and although he did not understand the role of the parchment scroll and the guitar, the Pope did not pay much attention to it.

In addition to the Cardinals, Presiding Judges, and Inquisitors, more aliens are emerging from the teleportation array, their minds controlled by the Radiance, and they can only see what the Pope wants them to see.

The Pope didn't think that the Anatoly would be able to turn the situation around in this situation, and although the situation in the Dragon Altar had changed, under the hint of the God of Lies, the Pope still felt that he would not lose today.

The puppet of the phantom turned and looked at the silver dragon that was confronting the 'Angel Legion'. His light is special, even if the angel is broken, it can be reorganized in an instant. Hiding under his hood, he glanced past the dragon and looked at Ryan, who was sitting on the head of the bone dragon, with his back to him around the keel, and the void and dream, Sigurd, beside him.

Eli and Deminus's life levels could not be seen by him, and the Pope could feel the particularity of Void, Dream and Sigurd.

If you can borrow strength from them......

But now it's time to deal with Ryan, the lucky one who is cloaked in a snowstorm and favored by the gods.

In today's strength, it is the will of the Pope alone. There was no need to chant and cast spells, and the Pope had a thought, so a magic array was condensed in the air, and countless spears of holy light appeared from it.

The angel plays the harp, and the sound of the harp gradually turns into the passionate music of the victor, and the sound of nature is confusing. The Light is suppressing the night, spreading, devouring the darkness and the stars, condensing the eternal day.

Barrow endured the scorching heat of the Light, and took Ryan to soar at his command, circling around the keel to avoid the Light's attacks.

But the speed of the light was too fast, and when it was too late to dodge, Barrow could only block it with his body.

The spear-like light pierced through the keel, and the pain made Barrow unable to help but whisper a dragon groan.

Ryan used his magic to expel the shattered sunlight around the keel, and his eyebrows were stained with anxiety and he bowed his head to the bone dragon below him, "Barrow, you just put me around the keel." ”

He just asked the system.

The system's answer is that it is not certain.

Andrew in the keel had stopped walking, standing still inside, and Ryan was rarely panicked at the moment.

"It's okay, the dragon won't let you go!"

Barrow spewed ice flames from the side, and the soul fire in his eyes was like an entity, "I knew that the dragon didn't want such a big body, it's too cumbersome." ”

Eli raised the staff in his hand and used magic to condense the blood mist to resist the light. Deminus raised the crystal ball in his hand and used his magic to condense the barrier.

Anatoly shielded the senses and condensed more dragons of the Holy Light, and when he shattered the phantom of the angel, he wanted to fly to Ryan and use his body to block the presumptuous Holy Light.

Baroque fingertips plucked the strings, and the worm condensed into the night, emitting an extremely harsh and rapid hum.

The hum pierces the barrier and interferes with the music of the angels.

The piercing sound waves not only interfered with the rhythm, but also interfered with the cardinal's condensed light.

The moment the light stopped devouring, a puppet of light raised its hand and directly imprisoned Baroque in it with the holy light condensation cage.

The worms were still buzzing, but the flames were falling from the sky.

The forces of the two sides were not equal, and the Baroque was easily suppressed.

"Anatoly, look." The golem condensed the chains of light to bind the silver dragon and prevent him from flying towards Ryan, "As long as I want, you, who belong to the light, cannot really be my enemy. ”

As the light spreads, so does his power.

A strange mood was spreading in the Pope's heart, for he found that the god of lies was afraid.

The chains spread down the dragon's body, grabbing him.

Anatoly roared loudly, and the roar shattered the chains, but in the next second, the sunlight that could not be controlled by the silver dragon recondensed, and more chains appeared.

The avatar took an extra holy sword in his hand and looked sideways at Ryan, "Now, I will personally give him sanctions." ”

The author has something to say: Baroque: "To be fast? Isn't it easy? ”

Chapter 259

The light transformed into a puppet holding a holy sword condensed by magic power, and aimed the tip of the sword at Ryan on the bone dragon's head, his eyes under the hood were cold and noble, and his heart was vigilant.

"Dragons will never let you hurt your friends."

Anatoly whispered a dragon groan, spitting out the dragon's breath of light in an attempt to destroy the barrier, and his whole body was like a crystal, refracting the light of the rising sun for a moment, trying to break free from the confinement of the chains.

"Decree and Judgment ......"

But the presiding judge raised his hands at the same time, and the sunset in their eyes vanished, turning to pitch black. Converge the light, switch its own hidden dark power, and restrain the silver dragon again with words and spirits and fallen light.

The Adjudicator was surrounded by thunder, and the black cross was transformed into a long, bladed scythe, and with a flick of the scythe, the thunder fell from the light, slashing the dragon's back one after another, paralyzing Anatoly's scales and skin, slowing him down and distracting him in pain.

In the Light, not only is the power of the Pope increasing, but also the power of the clergy descending from the teleportation array.

Obviously dressed in red, he can exert more strength than the cardinal archbishop.

The chains of light formed again, locking Anatoly's limbs and body.

The law forms a binding text, oppressing the silver dragon to bend his back, forcing him to fall to the ground and unable to resist.

Unable to break into the barrier, Arethea slammed the barrier with all her strength with her horns and claws, which rippled out of the damage, only to be repaired by the light of the air.

Anatoly still held his back high, not letting out any cries of pain, flapping his wings to gather light and continue to break free.

Another puppet staff of illusory light tapped, and while the silver dragon was bound by the law of words, the angelic phantoms condensed by the phantom light held weapons in their hands and charged with all their strength to shatter the illusion of the dragon of light. Ryan's mental power sensed the danger behind him, but before the danger came, he could only condense the barrier with ice and snow.

The more important thing at this moment is to expel the fragments of light around the keel.

Although Curtis is the king of the elemental elves, even if the main form comes, he will not be able to participate in this war.

It's definitely not easy to escape, and it's easy and easy to catch up.

If it is really a last resort, I can only ask the gods, but I am not sure if I will get a response. However, he has the 'sigh of the god of ice and snow' in his hand, and if he is willing to do so, this can also withstand a death.

Ryan's mind at the moment is very complicated, thinking about a lot of things, and in the end, he only hopes to hold on until Andrew finishes the dragon god sacrifice test.

It really doesn't work, he can still move the dragon bone to the void first. Exposing the relationship is exposing the relationship, anyway, Ryan doesn't know what his relationship with the Lord of the Void is, and the God of Lies shouldn't guess it so easily.

Anatoly endured multiple attacks, and Barrow, enduring the pain of being burned by the light, continued to take Ryan to fly around the keel at a rapid pace.

The wings behind the Phantom of the Angel of Music Theory half-envelop the body, and the beautiful and melodious sound of the piano begins to turn into a triumphant song of victory.

"What are you afraid of?"

In the interdimensional space of dusk, the Pope's main body wears a priest on his head, closes his eyes to perceive and control the situation of the dragon's grave, and asks the gods beside him with words and spirits.

The god of lies did not answer, but a raven biting a scythe appeared in the sky.

The Pope could not see the raven, nor could he feel the breath.

The god of lies could see not only ravens, but others—

The Pope received no reply, and his doubts deepened. Although he couldn't see the raven, he couldn't see the knife hanging from his neck, but he could feel the danger.

It's just that......

The Pope thinks the danger comes from Lane, but he doesn't feel entirely wrong.

The god of lies did not dare to remind him, he wanted to leave. He didn't know why this group of gods did this, but he could only guess that it had something to do with the gods who favored the dragons.

When the puppet of light, armed with the holy sword, leaned sideways and prepared to cross the space, wanting to pierce Ryan's heart with a sword and give him the gift of light.

The raven raised its illusory wings, and the pure black demon sheep stepped lightly on the void.

Sigurd took off his top hat and flew out of his black beard, and the raven unleashed his talent completely, lending all his power to Baroque. In the cage formed by the light, the eyes of the Baroque who received the gift of power were completely red for a moment, and demonic powers such as emotions and plagues surrounded him.

When the demonic power is fully unleashed, the magic of darkness and plague corrodes the barrier, causing the light cage to explode in an instant.

Not thinking that the darkness would break through the light, the puppet of the phantom light leaned slightly sideways, and the eyes under the hood stared indifferently at the demon.

Flapping the demon's wings to float in the air, Baroque put his hand on the guitar in the shattered light, and a demonic magic array appeared in the air with his movements, his fingers were about to come out of the afterimage, and his fingertips were frantically plucked on the strings formed by the magic power, and countless demon insects flew out of the magic array in the sky, and a high-pitched bombardment in an instant.