Vol 6 Chapter 43: Familiar face
Long and short, long and short ...
Great Prophet ...
With heavy red eyes ...
Familiar Saints of the Northern Church dress up ...
All the details flashed back in Lucien's mind like a slow motion. While clenching the shield of truth and the sword of truth, he said lowly and angrily: "Brother? Lord of Hell?"
No wonder this mysterious sect hidden in the northern church can perform divine magic!
No wonder they can deceive clergy and develop a large number of believers!
No wonder the Lord of Hell knows so deeply about truth theology!
"Brother? Hey, people who have been dead for hundreds of years, why bother to remember his name? It is just a convenient and easy-to-use divine art to steal items." The corner of his mouth was raised, and the young man in white robes did not Concealed his sneer, "The thing that is divine, the more people who do n’t understand it, the more important it is. The so-called Saint Ivan, Saint Alexei, all are just stupid idiots, ignoring the most important The same thing applies to you. "
The last word he said was meaningful.
After confirming the identity of the young man in the white robe, Lucien slowly sank with one heart, and two substitutes of Claus replaced alchemy-like items that had been used in the previous two wars, attacking from the "light of judgment" The escape may be negligible, especially the "light of judgment" or the clone of a god-like powerhouse!
No wonder he failed to find him in time!
面对 Facing this existence again, what should I do without the help of the God of Silvermoon?
The short-term communication technique is not over yet. The Lord of Hell takes a step forward, pointing with his right hand:
"The light of judgment!"
污 Sullen evil evil magician, accept the judgment of the last days!
His expression was solemn and solemn, with the sacred light around him, and the vast pillar of light with all breath of judgment descended from the sky, and struck straight at Lucian.
At this moment, the evil "synonym" is more like God of truth than anyone else!
The sacred and mighty beam of light struck the small and delicate shield, arousing countless fine light spots, the illusory ripples around Lucien swayed quickly, and his feet deeply stepped into the black floor tiles.
The light dissipated, "The Lord of Hell" exclaimed, "It is indeed the shield of truth."
But Lucian was also slightly relieved. His projection or incarnation only has the strength close to the peak of the legend, and he cannot kill himself.
"The last time you teamed with Yinyue gave me a big 'surprise'. I have been waiting for the opportunity and gave you the same 'surprise'." Hell Lord said leisurely and easily, as if not facing a person A wealthy legendary magician, but an ordinary person who has no power to fight back.
Balusien didn't talk, the sword of truth clenched in his right hand suddenly waved, and the silver-gray sword light skyrocketed to the Lord of Hell.
When necessary, I would rather explode than end up with Klaus!
His only negligence lies in the short-term disappointment of the soul fireplace. It would be the same if he changed himself. This is the most subconscious reaction and the most unveiled enthusiasm of every Arcanist when facing the mysteries of the soul and the real world. This kind of Arcanist is a flesh and blood Arcanist.
Silver gray sword light cut through the illusory swirls around the Lord of Hell and chopped on him.
The crackling, bubble-breaking sound sounded like the ghost of the Lord of Hell's avatar shattered like a ghost, and a few steps away, he reappeared, the surrounding space faintly contracted and bent.
Kushiro's pupil shrinks abruptly. This is not teleportation, nor divine magic or magic, but a simple speed. At the moment when Jianguang locks and cuts out, he moves to the place at an unimaginable speed and leaves only an afterimage.
This is a speed that will definitely cause a relativity effect!
After all, Jianguang's speed is only in his own flare, not the real light!
"Is this only a child? His divine power conflicts with my divine-like nature, and can only blend into the physical power a little, so you can't hit me?" Maldivos, Lord of Hell With an ever-changing mockery, he said, raising his right hand:
"Spear of Purification!"
A splendid icy spear tip condensed out, and fired quickly at Lucien, the sacred breath purifies the thick death meaning and solid black and white around it as if it were heaven on earth. There seems to be a sound of chanting in the air at the same time.
when!
The tip of the spear hit the "shield of truth", and a crisp and strange metal collision sound was emitted. Lucian's left hand began to tremble noticeably, and the illusory ripples became strangely slow. The other time and space felt more and more indifferent, as if two The world is converging.
His attack is much stronger than the ancient mummy. Maybe the shield of truth can be blocked for a long time, but he may not be able to support it for a minute!
The right-handed sword of truth waved again, and the silver-gray sword light directly struck the Lord of Hell who seemed to have no defense.
Crackled, again phantom shattered, and again, relying on extremely terrible speed, he flickered out the sword light in a short time, but appeared so leisurely, walking towards Lucien as if walking in the garden.
Every sword was cut out, and each figure was broken. However, the leisure of "Lord of Hell" did not change at all. His legendary divine spells were shot and Lucien's hand holding the shield of truth was paralyzed. Seeing Can't stand it for long.
At this time, a terrifying howl came from the palace behind. Five legendary undead creatures were about to rush to the battlefield with a natural disaster-like undead ocean. After them, there were waves of legendary undead!
"The retreat behind is blocked, and the other direction needs to cross the 'lord of hell', it is very easy for him to plot ..." Lucian's thoughts in his soul turned and analyzed his current situation.
"Unfortunately, it will be difficult to move with the shield of truth, or I will be able to break directly from the undead by relying on this shield of extreme defense."
The shield of truth is similar to the "guard of the gods". To achieve the maximum effect, it must be stationary and extremely inconvenient to move. If you want to take into account the movement, Lucian does not have any confidence to break through the "lord of hell" or the next five The blockade of legendary undead, not to mention the follow-up legendary undead from all directions.
While blocking a mysterious attack, Lucian's sight and spiritual force field kept searching around. Suddenly, his eyes converged on the "soul fireplace", and the faces of the souls that were quiet or shivering with the condescending Feeling looking at myself made me feel a sense of horror that stood up.
I shook my head and got rid of this feeling, Lucian suddenly thought:
"According to Ador's memory and Viken's notes, there are only a few legendary undead creatures who dare to cross the soul fireplace, and the rest dare not approach at all ... There is no obstacle near the soul fireplace. If you run away, the threat of undead nature will For the time being, and the Lord of Hell may not chase me after all. After all, he cannot commit to expose the incarnation of Gorno for me. This is a worthless business for the devil, and he must have a bigger one. Conspiracy or purpose ... "
"As long as he does not follow the direction of his invasion, he should not cause him to be hunted down, and if I hide near the hearth of the soul and do not explore deeply, I will not encounter what happened to Muskillin. By the end of the time of God's help, either the speaker or the teacher will come to find me, or will lead away the natural disaster of the undead, and I will be able to get out of trouble ... "
"The prophets have said that if they are in great danger, then move forward, don't rush back ..."
Waves of undead emerged from the caves that were smashed by ancient mummy in the rear palace. There were bone dragons, liches, ghosts, and two ancient mummy with the same tan bandages. Their red eyes glowed with demon Different icy colors.
"No wonder Muskillin can often say that the ancient mummy's" kind face "is often seen here ..." Lucian slandered, and had no time to think again, and immediately made up his mind to put away the sword of truth in his right hand, Replaced with a sophisticated and complicated "monthly timepiece".
Lucien's thumb slides quickly on the silver-white dial, and the time around it moves quickly and slowly with the chaotic movement of the black second hand, a bone arrow shooting at Lucien, a strange magic, Like a broken kite, it wandered around and completely lost its target.
The "lord of hell" was also affected, and the action became distorted and contradictory, like a puppet with a broken joint.
Taking this opportunity, Lucian stowed the shield of truth and lifted her transformation, and she will teleport to the soul fireplace!
——In the Temple of the Undead, due to the chaos of time and space, the transmission distance is quite limited.
At this time, the corner of the "lord of hell" raised his mouth again, and the strong ridicule meant to be blown at his face, without affecting the tunnel:
"The light of judgment!"
I just lied to you!
In fact, I have been immune to time manipulation, and I have stopped immune to advanced time!
"Elemental blessing!" Lucian had only time to read the mantra.
It seems that the rays of light surrounded by countless angels hit Lu Xien, and the colorful elemental shield was broken after a short time. The elemental skin burst into stress, and the spell absorber was devouring energy frantically. Three stone skins were thrown in sequence, and a force field wall in the spell sequencer constituted the final defense.
Crackling, under the light of judgment, Lucien's defenses shattered layer by layer. Suddenly, he disappeared into place and flashed to the other side!
Under the protection of “Elemental Blessing” and many triggered and passive magic, Lucian finally resisted this “light of judgment”!
In the Scourge of Undead, the hidden centaur looked like an undead creature, raised its hand, shot a long green arrow, ran through the heavy space, and shot in front of Lucien.
"Bastards of the dead!"
The ring of Congs exudes a black light, and countless souls and limbs form a wall of the dead, offsetting this legendary long arrow.
Fortunately, there are many legendary items, otherwise, it will be too late to defend!
The Lord of Hell has passed the casting buffer, and her red eyes look at Lucian with a mockery, and he is about to cast.
Balussien didn't care about anything else, the **** lightly pressed the left-side button on the monthly timepiece, and a hemispherical black nothingness shrouded the Lord of Hell, pressing him for a moment to freeze.
At the same time, he read the mantra:
"Scepter of time and space!"
The sparkling King's Staff condenses in Lucian's left hand. With its lightening, the surrounding space and time slows down again . The jammed space without knowing what was created was also directly broken.
Spatial fluctuations occur, Lucian teleported to the soul fireplace precisely, and passed through the grey curtain without hesitation. There is no time to study this transcendental thing that contains the mystery of the soul!
At this moment, Lucian had a strange feeling, like someone who was watching himself above the hearth of the soul, staring at himself high and cold.
Looking back suddenly, Lucian's gaze met a face frozen in the soul fireplace.
In midair, the slightly transparent "his" black hair and black pupil, handsome and gentle, with a mild smile at the corner of his mouth.
He is so familiar that he looks in the mirror!
A scary mirror!
"I?"
灵魂 This soul face seems to be Lucian Evans himself!
I seem to feel Lucian's sight, this soul face has a little fluctuation, the appearance gradually changes a little bit, still unusually familiar.
That is the summer breeze from the earth, that is the elder of myself!
The appearance of Baluchian Evans and Xia Feng was presented on this soul face at the same time.
With a cold head in his head, Lucian felt a breathless feeling. (To be continued "This article is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 画 长空". If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤start ◤ to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)