Short up and down, long left and right...!

The Great Prophet...

With red eyes with deep mockery...

Familiar Northern Church saints dressed up.........

All the details flashed back clearly in Lucien's mind like slowing down motion. He held the shield of truth and the sword of truth while angrily and angrily: "Gono? Lord of Hell?"

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

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

No wonder the Lord of Hell has such a profound understanding of the God of Truth!

"Gono? Hey, people who have been dead for hundreds of years, why should I remember his name? It's just a convenient and easy-to-use magic trick to steal items." The corners of his mouth curled up, and the young man in white robe expressed his ridicule without any concealment. "The more people who don't understand it, the more they value it. The so-called Saint Ivan and Saint Arikse are all just stupid idiots, ignoring the most important things. This sentence also applies to you."

The last sentence is meaningful.

After confirming the identity of the young man in white robe, Lucien's heart slowly sank. Klaus's two substitute replacement alchemy items have been used in the previous two wars. The one who escaped from the "Light of Judgment" attack was minimal, especially the one who used the "Light of Judgment" was still the clone of a powerful man of a god-like level!

No wonder neither of them was able to discover it in time!

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

The brief messaging technique has not yet ended. The Lord of Hell took a step forward and pointed his right hand:

"The Light of Judgment!"

The evil magician with dirty bodies, accept the judgment of the end of the world!

His expression was solemn and dignified, and the holy light was surrounded by him. The vast pillar of light with the breath of judgment fell from the sky and hit Lucien directly.

At this moment, the evil "synonym" is more like the God of Truth than anyone else!

The holy and vast pillar of light hit the small and exquisite shield, causing countless tiny light spots to shake the illusory ripples around Lucien, shaking rapidly, and his feet deeply stepped into the black floor tiles.

The light dissipated, and the "Lord of Hell" exclaimed: "It is worthy of being the shield of truth."

Lucien also breathed a little relieved. This projection or incarnation could not kill himself in seconds only if he had the strength to be close to the peak of the legend.

"The last time you joined forces with Yinyue, I gave me a great surprise. I have been waiting for the opportunity and gave you the same surprise." The Lord of Hell said leisurely and relaxed, as if he was not facing a rich legendary magician, but an ordinary person who had no power to fight back.

Lucien did not speak, and the sword of truth held in his right hand suddenly swung out the silver-gray sword light and slashed towards the Lord of Hell from the air.

If necessary, you would rather self-destruct than end up with Klaus!

His only negligence was that he was temporarily lost because of the soul fireplace. If he were himself, the same would be true. This is the most subconscious reaction of every arcane when facing the mystery of the soul and the reality of the world, and the most unhidden fanaticism. Such an arcane is a flesh-and-blood arcane.

The silver-gray sword light cut through the numerous illusory vortexes beside the Lord of Hell and slashed into his body

Bang, the sound of the bubble shattering sounded like a phantom of the "Lord of Hell" Gono's clone, and a few steps away, the surrounding space once again appeared faintly shrinking and bent.

Lucien's pupils suddenly contracted. This was not teleportation, nor was it magic or magic, but a simple speed. The moment the sword light locked and slashed out, it moved to the side at an unimaginable speed, leaving only the afterimage on the spot.

This is the speed that will definitely cause a relativistic effect!

The speed of the sword light lies in the wielding self, not the real light!

"Is it only this level, kid? His divine power conflicts with my divine-like nature. You can only slightly integrate into the power of the body so that you can't hit me?" "Lord of Hell" Mardimos said with an ever-changing sarcasm, raising his right hand:

"Purification Spear!"

A brilliant and cold spear tip condensed and shot rapidly towards Lucien. The sacred breath purified the rich meaning of death and solidified black and white around it, as if the kingdom of heaven on earth, and there seemed to be a sound of chanting in the air at the same time.

when!

The spear tip hit the "Shield of Truth" and made a crisp and strange sound of metal collision. Lucien's left hand began to tremble significantly, the illusory ripples slowly strangely, and the feeling of another time and space became increasingly indifferent, as if the two worlds were merging.

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

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

Bang, the phantom was broken again, and with extremely terrible speed, it dodged the sword light in a short time, but it was so leisurely outside, as if walking towards Lucien in the garden.

Sword lights were slashed out, and figures were shattered one by one, but the leisure of the "Lord of Hell" did not change at all. The legendary magic tricks were used to make Lucien's hand holding the Shield of Truth numb, and it seemed that it would not take long for Lucien to resist it.

At this time, a shocking howl came from the palace behind him. Five legendary undead creatures were about to arrive on the battlefield with a sea of ​​undead like a disaster. After them, waves of legendary undead came!

"The retreat behind it is blocked, and the other direction needs to pass the 'Lord of Hell, and it is very easy to be plotted......" Lucien's thoughts in his soul turned and analyzed his current situation.

"It's a pity that it will be difficult to move with the shield of truth. Otherwise, with this shield with extreme defense, I can directly break through the undead natural disaster."

The Shield of Truth is similar to "Guardian of God". If you want to achieve the greatest effect, you have to stay still and move inconveniently. If you want to take into account the movement, Lucien has no confidence in breaking through the blockade of the "Lord of Hell" or the five dead creatures behind it, not to mention the subsequent legendary undead who came from all directions.

While blocking the attacks of divine arts, Lucien's vision and mental field kept searching around. Suddenly, his eyes were concentrated on the "soul fireplace". The quiet or hideous soul faces looked at him with a condescending feeling, giving him a sense of fear of standing tall and frightened.

Shaking his head and getting rid of this feeling, Lucien suddenly had an idea:

"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... There is no stopping near the soul fireplace. If you run in, the threat of the undead natural disaster will be temporarily gone. And the 'Lord of Hell may not be chasing me, after all, there is no need to expose this incarnation of Gono for me. For the devil, this is a not-for-money business, and there must be a bigger conspiracy or purpose..."

"As long as the direction of infiltration is consistent at that time, I will not be chased. If I hide near the soul fireplace and do not explore in depth, I will not encounter any trapped things in Muskillin and the others. When the time for the God-Following Art is over, the Speaker and the Teacher will either come to find me or lead the undead natural disasters away, and I will take the opportunity to get out of the trap... '····"

"The prophet also said that if you encounter great danger, then move forward and do not rush back.

Waves of undead came from the big hole in the palace behind which was broken by ancient mummies, including bone dragons, lichs, ghosts, and two ancient mummies with yellow-brown bandages. Their red eyes were full of strange and cold colors.

"No wonder Muskillin said that the ancient mummies can often be seen here,..." Lucien complained, and had no time to think about it again. He instantly made up his mind to put away the sword of truth in his right hand and replaced it with a delicate and complex "moon timepiece".

Lucien's thumb slid rapidly on the silver-white dial. With the chaos of the black second hand, the time around was beating quickly and slowly. Arrows shot towards Lucien, and strange magic, like kites with broken strings, drifting around, completely losing their target.

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

Taking this opportunity, Lucien put away the Shield of Truth, untouched the transformation, and wanted to teleport accurately towards the soul fireplace!

—In the Temple of the Necromancer, 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" raised up again, and a strong sense of ridicule came to his face, and he said without any influence:

"The Light of Judgment!"

I just lied to you!

In fact, I have been immune to time manipulation, and the high-level immunity time has stopped!

"Elemental Blessing!" Lucien had only time to recite this spell.

The light surrounded by countless angels hit Lucien. After a brief support of the colorful elemental protection light shield, it was split into pieces. The elemental skin was stressed, and the spell absorber was crazily swallowing energy. The spell sequenced out three stone skin spells, and the force field walls formed the final defense.

Papa, under the light of judgment, Lucien's defense shattered layer by layer. Suddenly, he disappeared from the spot and flashed to the other side!

"Elemental Blessing" and many triggers, and with the protection of passive magic, Lucien finally resisted the attack "Light of Judgment"!

In the natural disaster of the undead, the hidden centaur-like undead creature raised his hand and shot out a long green arrow, passing through the turbulent space, and instantly shot into Lucien.

"Barrier of the Dead!"

The Congs Ring glowed with black light, and countless souls and limbs formed a wall of the dead, which offset the legendary arrow.

Fortunately, I have many legendary items, otherwise I would have no time to defend myself!

The Lord of Hell has passed the casting buffer, and his red eyes are looking at Lucien mockingly, about to cast the spell.

Lucien didn't care about anything else, gently pressed the button on the moon clock with his middle finger, and a hemispherical black nothingness enveloped the Lord of Hell, pressing him to freeze for a short time.

At the same time, he recited the mantra:

"Staff of Time and Space!"

The sparkling King's Staff condensed in Lucien's left hand. With its slight click, the surrounding time and space slowed down again, and the movements of the undead natural disasters and legendary undead creatures became stuck, and the space shackles that were not known were directly broken.

The fluctuations of space arise, and Lucien accurately teleports to the soul fireplace, passing through it without hesitation, as it looks like a gray curtain, and has no time to study this transcendent thing containing the mystery of the soul!

At this moment, Lucien had a strange feeling, as if someone was watching him above the soul fireplace, high above, and coldly looking at him.

Looking back, Lucien's sight met a face frozen in the soul fireplace.

In the air, the slightly transparent "him" had 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 terrifying mirror!

"I?"

This soul face seems to be Lucien = Evans himself!

It seemed as if I could feel Lucien's sight. The soul face had fluctuations, and the appearance gradually changed a little, and it was still extremely familiar.

That is the summer wind from the earth, that is the self in the previous life!

Lucien = Evans and Xia Feng's appearances are presented on this soul face at the same time, very harmonious!

His mind was cold and Lucien felt breathless.
Chapter completed!