Throne of Magical Arcana

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Great Prophet...

With red eyes full of sarcasm...

The familiar northern church saints dressed up...

All the details flashed back clearly in Lucien's mind as if in slow motion. While holding the Shield of Truth and the Sword of Truth tightly, he said in a low and angry voice, "Gorno? Lord of Hell?"

No wonder this mysterious sect hidden in the northern church can perform divine spells!

No wonder they were able to confuse the clergy and develop a large number of believers!

No wonder the Lord of Hell has such a deep understanding of the Truth Religion!

"Gonuo? Hey, he's been dead for hundreds of years. Why bother remembering his name? It's just a convenient magic trick to steal items." The corners of his mouth curled up. Concealed to express his sneer, "Divinity, the more people who don't understand it, the more they will value it. The so-called Saint Ivan and Saint Alexie are all just stupid idiots who ignore the most important thing. This sentence applies to you as well."

He said the last sentence with a lot of meaning.

After confirming the identity of the young man in white robe, Lucien's heart sank slowly. Klaus's two substitutes had been used to replace the alchemy-like items in the previous two wars. The possibility of escaping is very small, especially the clone of a strong god-like person who casts "Light of Judgment"!

No wonder neither of them found Him in time!

Facing this existence again, how should I deal with it without the help of the God of Silver Moon?

Before the brief communication technique was over, the Lord of Hell took a step forward and pointed with his right hand:

"Light of Judgment!"

Evil magician covered in filth, accept the doomsday judgment!

His expression was solemn and solemn, surrounded by holy light, and a vast beam of light that judged everything descended from the sky and hit Lucien directly.

At this moment, the evil "pronoun" is more like the god of truth than anyone else!

The majestic beam of light hit the small and delicate shield, arousing countless tiny light spots. The illusory ripples around Lucien shook rapidly, and his feet stepped deeply into the black floor tiles.

The light dissipated, and the "Lord of Hell" praised: "It is worthy of the Shield of Truth."

Lucien also heaved a sigh of relief. His projection or avatar was only close to the legendary peak strength, and he couldn't instantly kill himself.

"You joined forces with Yinyue last time and gave me a big 'surprise'. I have been waiting for the opportunity to give you the same 'surprise'." The Lord of Hell said leisurely and relaxedly, as if he was facing someone who was not A legendary magician with a lot of money, but an ordinary person who has no power to fight back.

Lucien didn't speak, and swung the sword of truth tightly in his right hand. The silver-gray sword light soared, and it slashed at the Lord of Hell from the air.

When necessary, I would rather blow myself up than end up like Klaus!

His only negligence was that he lost his mind for a short time because of the soul fireplace, and it would be the same for him. This is the most subconscious reaction of every arcanist when facing the mystery of the soul and the reality of the world. Fanaticism, such an arcanist is an arcanist with flesh and blood.

The silver-gray sword light pierced through the illusory vortexes around the Lord of Hell, and slashed at him.

Pa, the sound of bubbles shattering sounded, and the "Lord of Hell" Gonuo's avatar shattered like a phantom, and a few steps away, He reappeared, and the surrounding space faintly contracted and curved.

Lucien's pupils shrank suddenly. This was not teleportation, nor magic or magic, but pure speed. The moment the sword light locked and slashed, it moved to the side at an unimaginable speed, leaving only afterimages in place .

This is the speed that definitely causes relativistic effects!

After all, the speed of Jianguang only lies in the swaying self, not the real light!

"Is it only to this extent, kid? His divine power conflicts with my divine-like nature, and he can only blend in with the power of the flesh a little bit, so you can't hit me?" "Lord of Hell" Martimus Said with an eternal mocking smile, raised his right hand:

"Purification Spear!"

A section of bright and cold spear points condensed and shot towards Lucien rapidly. The sacred breath purified the strong meaning of death and the solidified black and white around him like a heaven on earth, and there seemed to be the sound of chant in the air at the same time.

when!

The tip of the spear hit the "Shield of Truth", making a crisp and strange metal collision sound. Lucien's left hand began to tremble obviously, and the illusory ripples slowed down strangely. The feeling of another time and space became more and more indifferent, as if two The world is converging.

His attack is much stronger than that of the ancient mummy. Maybe the Shield of Truth can block it for a long time, but he may not be able to hold it for a minute!

The sword of truth in his right hand swung out again, and the silver-gray sword light directly hit the seemingly defenseless Lord of Hell.

Slap, the phantom shattered again, and He dodged the sword light in a short period of time with terrifying speed, but he appeared so leisurely, walking towards Lucien as if walking in a garden.

Sword lights slashed out, and each figure was shattered, but the leisurely attitude of the "Lord of Hell" did not change at all. His legendary magic spells made Lucien's hand holding the Shield of Truth paralyzed. Can't stand it for long.

At this moment, earth-shattering howls came from the palace behind. Five legendary undead creatures were about to rush to the battlefield with a sea of ​​undead like a natural disaster. After them, there were waves of legendary undead coming!

"The escape route behind is blocked, and the other direction needs to cross the 'Lord of Hell', which is very easy to be plotted by him..." Lucien's thoughts turned in his soul, analyzing his current situation.

"Unfortunately, holding the Shield of Truth will make it difficult to move. Otherwise, with this extremely defensive shield, I would be able to break through directly from the undead natural disaster."

The Shield of Truth is similar to the "Guardian of God". If you want to exert the greatest effect, you have to stay still, and it is extremely inconvenient to move. If you want to move, Lucien doesn't have any confidence to break through the "Lord of Hell" or the next five. The blockade of a legendary undead creature, not to mention the follow-up legendary undead coming from all directions.

While blocking one after another divine attack, Lucien's sight and mental force field kept searching the surroundings. Suddenly, his gaze focused on the "soul hearth". The quiet or ferocious faces of the soul carried a condescending look. Feeling looking at myself, let myself have a sense of horror.

Shaking his head, to get rid of this feeling, Lucien suddenly had an idea:

"According to Adol's memory and Viken's notes, only a few of the legendary undead creatures dared to cross the soul fireplace, and the rest dared not approach at all... There is no obstacle near the soul fireplace. Not for the time being, and the 'Lord of Hell' may not chase me down. After all, he doesn't want to expose Gono's incarnation for me. This is a bad deal for the devil. He must have bigger plans Conspiracy or purpose..."

"As long as it's not in the same direction as his infiltration at that time, he shouldn't be chased by him, and if I hide near the hearth of the soul and don't explore deeply, I won't encounter the trapping of Maskelyne and the others , when the time for the divine favor technique is over, Your Excellency the Speaker and the teacher will either come to look for me, or lead away the natural disaster of the undead, so I can take the opportunity to get out of trouble..."

"The prophet also said that if you encounter great danger, you should move forward and not retreat in a hurry..."

Waves of undead spewed out of the big hole in the rear palace that was smashed by ancient mummies. There were bone dragons, liches, ghosts, and two ancient mummies also wrapped in yellow-brown bandages. Their red eyes glowed with evil spirits. Different icy colors.

"No wonder Maskelyne said that you can often see the 'friendly faces' of ancient mummies here..." Lucien sneered, and he didn't have time to think about it. He made up his mind instantly and put away the sword of truth in his right hand. Replaced with a delicate and complicated "monthly watch".

Lucien's thumb slid quickly on the silver-white dial, and the time in a large area around him fluctuated with the chaotic beating of the black second hand. Bone arrows shot at Lucien one after another, strange magic, Like a kite with a broken string, it drifts around and completely loses its target.

The "Lord of Hell" was also affected, and his actions became distorted and contradictory, like a puppet with broken joints.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lucien put away the shield of truth, canceled the transformation, and was about to teleport in the direction of the hearth of the soul!

——In the Necromancer Temple, due to the chaos of time and space, the teleportation distance is quite limited.

At this time, the corners of the mouth of the "Lord of Hell" turned up again, and a strong sense of ridicule came to his face, and he said unaffectedly:

"Light of Judgment!"

I lied to you just now!

Actually I have always been immune to time manipulation, immune to advanced time stop!

"Elemental Blessing!" Lucien only had time to recite the incantation.

It seemed that the rays of light surrounded by countless angels hit Lucien mightily, and the colorful elemental bless mask fell apart after being supported for a short time. Sequence threw three stone skin spells, and the force field walls in the spell sequencer constituted the final defense.

Crackling, under the light of judgment, Lucien's defenses were broken layer by layer. Suddenly, he disappeared in place and flashed to the other side!

Under the protection of "Elemental Blessing" and many triggers and passive magic, Lucien finally withstood the blow of "Light of Judgment"!

In the natural disaster of the undead, the hidden centaur-like undead creature raised its hand and shot a dark green long arrow, passing through the turbulent flow of space, and shot it in front of Lucien in an instant.

"The Barrier of the Dead!"

The Ring of Congus glowed with black light, and countless souls and limbs formed a wall of the dead, canceling out this legendary long arrow.

Fortunately, I have many legendary items, otherwise it would be too late to defend!

The Lord of Hell had passed the spell casting buffer, and his pale red eyes looked at Lucien mockingly, about to cast a spell.

Lucien didn't care about other things, and lightly pressed the left button on the moon watch with his middle finger, a hemispherical black void enveloped the Lord of Hell, and made him freeze for a short time.

At the same time, he uttered the mantra:

"Scepter of Time and Space!"

The shimmering King's Staff was condensed in Lucien's left hand. With a slight tap of it, the surrounding time and space slowed down again, greatly slowed down, and the movements of undead natural disasters and legendary undead creatures got stuck, and I don't know what The resulting space shackles were also directly broken.

Spatial fluctuations occurred, and Lucien precisely teleported to the soul fireplace, passing through it without hesitation in the shape of a gray curtain, and had no time to study this transcendent thing that contained the mysteries of the soul!

At this moment, Lucien had a strange feeling, as if someone was watching him above the hearth of the soul, looking at him coldly and indifferently from above.

Suddenly looking back, Lucien's gaze met a face frozen in the hearth of the soul.

In mid-air, the slightly transparent "he" with black hair and black pupils was handsome and gentle, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

He's so familiar, it's like looking in a mirror!

A spooky mirror!

"I?"

This soul face seemed to be Lucien Evans himself!

As if feeling Lucien's sight, this soul face fluctuated a little bit, and the appearance gradually changed a little bit, but it was still very familiar.

That's Xia Feng from the earth, that's me in my previous life!

The faces of Lucien Evans and Xia Feng are presented on this soul face at the same time, and they are very harmonious!

His mind turned cold for a while, and Lucien felt out of breath.

Take a break tonight, tomorrow will be an update at 12:30. By the way, there are double monthly tickets at the end of this month~