It is short up and down, long left and right Great Prophet Red eyes with a thick mockery Familiar Northern Church saints dress All the details flashed back in Lucian's mind as if he were slowing down, and he clenched the Shield of Truth and the Sword of Truth as he said in a low and angry voice, "Lord of Hell of Gono" It's no wonder that this mysterious sect hidden in the Northern Church can perform magical magic No wonder they were able to demagogue, the clergy, and develop a large number of believers No wonder the Lord of Hell knows so much about the Cult of Truth "Hey, hey, hey, he's been dead for hundreds of years, so why bother remembering his name is just a convenient and easy-to-use magic trick to steal items."
The corners of his mouth curled, and the white-robed young man unabashedly expressed his sneer, "The more people who don't understand it, the more they will value it, the so-called St.
Ivan, St.
Arixei, are all just stupid idiots, ignoring the most important things, this sentence is also applicable to you." ” His last words meant a lot.
Confirming the identity of the white-robed young man, Lucien's heart slowly sank, Klaus's two stand-ins instead of alchemy items have been used in the previous two wars, and the possibility of escaping from the attack of the "Light of Judgment" is very small, especially the clone of a god-like level powerhouse who casts the "Light of Judgment".
No wonder neither of them could find Him in time Facing this existence again, how should I deal with it without the help of the God of the Silver Moon?
Before the short teleportation was over, the Lord of Hell took a step forward and pointed with his right hand: "The Light of Judgment" Evil magicians, covered in filth, accept the judgment of the last day His expression was solemn, and the holy light around him was swirling, and a vast pillar of light with the breath of judgment fell from the sky and struck straight at Lucian.
At this moment, the "synonym" of evil is more like the God of Truth than anyone else The divine pillar of light struck the small and delicate shield, stirring up countless small points of light, and the illusory ripples around Lucien shook rapidly, and his feet stepped deep into the black floor tiles.
The light dissipated, and the "Lord of Hell" exclaimed, "Worthy of a shield of truth." ” And Lucien also breathed a sigh of relief, his projection or incarnation only had the strength close to the peak of the legend, and he couldn't kill himself in seconds.
"You teamed up with Yinyue last time and gave me such a big surprise, and I've been waiting for the opportunity to give you the same surprise."
The Lord of Hell said leisurely and relaxedly, as if he was not facing a legendary magician with a rich fortune, but an ordinary person who had no power to fight back.
Lucien didn't say a word, and the sword of truth clenched in his right hand suddenly swung out, and the silver-gray sword light skyrocketed, slashing at the Lord of Hell in the air.
When necessary, he would rather blow himself up than end up with Klaus His only negligence is to temporarily lose his mind because of the soul hearth, and if he is himself, it will be the same, this is the most subconscious reaction of every arcanist when facing the mystery of the soul and the reality of the world, the most undisguised fanaticism, such an arcanist is a flesh-and-blood arcanist.
The silver-gray sword light pierced through the illusory vortex around the Lord of Hell and slashed at him.
Pop, the sound of bubbles shattering, the "Lord of Hell" Gono clone shattered like a phantom, and a few steps away, he reappeared, the surrounding space faintly contracted and bent.
Lucian's pupils contracted suddenly, this was not teleportation, nor magic or magic, but pure speed, and at the moment when the sword light locked and slashed out, he moved to the side at an unimaginable speed, leaving only an afterimage in place.
This is the speed at which the relativistic effect is absolutely induced And the speed of the sword light is only in the swing of the self after all, not the real light "Is it only to this extent, the child's divine power conflicts with my divine magic-like surname, and can only be slightly integrated into the power of the flesh, so you can't beat me" "Lord of Hell" Mardimos said with an eternal mocking smile, raising his right hand: "Spear of Purification" A brilliant and cold spear tip condensed and shot rapidly towards Lucian, and the divine aura purified the surrounding rich death meaning and solidified black and white as if it were heaven on earth, and the sound of chant seemed to sound in the air at the same time. while The tip of the spear hit the "Shield of Truth", making a crisp and strange metal collision sound, Lucian's left hand began to tremble visibly, the illusory ripples strangely slowed down, and the feeling of another time and space became more and more indifferent, as if the two worlds were merging.
His attacks are much stronger than the Ancient Mummies, and the Shield of Truth may last long, but it may not last a minute The Sword of Truth in his right hand swung out again, and the silver-gray sword light slashed directly at the Lord of Hell, who seemed to have no defense.
Pop, the phantom shattered again, and he flickered the sword light in a short time with extremely terrifying speed, but it was so leisurely on the outside, as if walking in the garden, he walked towards Lucien.
One after another sword light slashed out, and one figure was shattered, but the leisurely nature of the "Lord of Hell" did not change in the slightest, and his legendary magic spells were played one after another, so that Lucian's hand holding the shield of truth was paralyzed, and it seemed that he could not resist it for long.
At this moment, there was an earth-shattering howl from the palace behind them, and five legendary undead creatures were about to rush to the battlefield with a sea of undead like a natural disaster, and after them, a wave of legendary undead people arrived "The retreat behind is blocked, and the other direction needs to cross the Lord of Hell, and it is very easy for him to plot against it" Lucian's thoughts in his soul raced, analyzing his current situation.
"It's a pity that it will be difficult to move with the shield of truth, otherwise with this extremely defensive shield, I will be able to break through directly from the undead natural disaster."
The Shield of Truth is similar to the "Guardian of the Gods", in that in order to exert the maximum effect, it must be stationary, which is extremely inconvenient to move, and if it wants to move at the same time, Lucien does not have any confidence to break through the blockade of the "Lord of Hell" or the five legendary undead creatures behind him, let alone the follow-up legendary necromancers who have arrived from all directions.
While blocking one after another divine attacks, Lucien's eyes and spiritual force field continued to search the surroundings, and suddenly, his gaze was condensed on the "soul fireplace", and the soul faces that were either quiet or hideous looked at him with a condescending feeling, making him feel a sense of horror that stood on his back.
Shaking his head to shake off this feeling, Lucien suddenly had an idea: "According to Adore's memories and Viken's notes, only a few of the legendary undead dared to cross the soul fireplace, and the rest did not dare to approach the vicinity of the soul fireplace at all, and if they escaped in, the threat of the undead disaster would be temporarily gone, and the Lord of Hell might not hunt me down, after all, he couldn't let the incarnation of Gono be exposed for me, this is not a good deal for the devil, and he must have a greater conspiracy or purpose."
"As long as I don't follow the direction of his infiltration at that time, I shouldn't provoke him to chase and kill, and if I hide near the soul fireplace, don't explore deeply, and I won't encounter the thing where Muskeline and them are trapped, when the time of the divine grace is over, Your Excellency the Speaker and the teacher will either come to look for me, or lead away the undead natural disaster, and I will be able to take the opportunity to get out of trouble."
"The prophet also said that if there is great danger, then move forward, and do not rush backward" A wave of undead poured out of the large hole in the palace behind the palace that had been smashed by ancient mummies, including bone dragons, lichs, ghosts, and two ancient mummies also wrapped in tawny bandages, their red eyes glowing with a strange cold color.
"No wonder Musketein would say that the friendly faces of ancient mummies can often be seen here," Lucien sneered, and without time to think about it any longer, he made up his mind in an instant, and put away the sword of truth in his right hand and replaced it with an elaborate "moon timepiece".
Lucian's thumb slid rapidly on the silver-white dial, and the time in a large area around him flickered and slowed with the chaotic beating of the black second hand, and one after another the bone arrows shot at Lucian, a strange magic, like a kite with a broken string, drifted around, completely losing its purpose.
And the "Lord of Hell" has also been affected, and his actions have become distorted and contradictory, like puppets with broken joints.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lucien put away the shield of truth, lifted the transformation, and was about to teleport precisely in the direction of the soul fireplace Inside the Necronomicon Temple, due to the chaos of time and space, the teleportation distance is quite limited.
At this time, the corners of the "Lord of Hell" mouth turned up again, and a thick sense of ridicule came to his face, and he said without being affected in the slightest: "The Light of Judgment" I just lied to you Actually, I've been immunized for a long time, and my immunity has stopped for a high time "Elemental Protection" Lucien only had time to recite the incantation.
It was as if the light surrounded by countless angels hit Lucian's body mightily, the colorful elemental blessing light mask was torn apart after a short period of support, the elemental skin was stressed, the spell absorber frantically devoured the energy, the spell sequencing threw out three stone skin spells, and the force field walls in the spell sequencer constituted the final defense.
Crack, under the light of judgment, Lucian's defenses shattered layer by layer, and suddenly, he disappeared in place, flashing to the other side Protected by the Elemental Blessing and numerous triggered and passive spells, Lucien was able to withstand the Judgment Light In the undead catastrophe, the hidden centaur-like undead creature raised its hand and shot a long green arrow, which passed through the turbulence of many spaces and instantly shot in front of Lucian.
"Bulwark of the Dead" The Ring of Congus glowed with black light, and countless souls and limbs formed a wall of the dead, canceling out the legendary arrow.
Fortunately, I have a lot of legendary items, otherwise it would be too late to defend The Lord of Hell had already crossed the spell casting buffer, and his pale red eyes looked at Lucien mockingly, about to cast a spell.
Lucien didn't care about anything else, his middle finger lightly pressed the button on the left of the moontimer, and a hemispherical black void enveloped the Lord of Hell, pressing him for a moment.
At the same time, he uttered the incantation: "Scepter of Time and Space" The sparkling staff of the king condensed in Lucian's left hand, and with its slight click, the surrounding space-time slowed down again, greatly slowing down, and the movements of the undead and legendary undead appeared stuck, and the spatial shackles that I don't know what was generated were also directly broken.
Spatial fluctuations were generated, and Lucien teleported precisely to the soul fireplace, and without hesitation passed through the gray curtain of it, without having time to study this transcendent thing that contained the mystery of the soul It was at this time that Lucien had a strange feeling, like someone above the soul fireplace watching him, looking at him from above, cold and indifferent.
Suddenly, Lucian's gaze met a face frozen in the soul fireplace.
In mid-air, the slightly transparent "he" has black hair and black eyes, handsome and gentle, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.
He was so familiar that he felt like he was looking in a mirror A scary mirror "Me" This soul face is like Lucien Evans himself As if sensing Lucian's gaze, this soul face fluctuated a little, and its appearance gradually changed a little, still unusually familiar.
That's the summer breeze from the earth, that's the self of the previous life The faces of Lucien Evans and Xia Feng were presented on this soul face at the same time, and they were very harmonious His mind was cold, and Lucien had a feeling of being out of breath
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