Purification magic is like pouring water on fire to expel other magic. The sluggishness and weakness that Ayime added to the werewolf were instantly washed away by the fluctuations of white magic. However, it was not able to eliminate the werewolf's sluggishness and weakness.
The frantic magic was driven away, but only part of the effect was eliminated. It was like using a bucket of water to put out a fire, but it failed to extinguish it.
There is no other reason, it can only mean that the fire is too big. If the old man Lelas is a bucket of water, the energy of the fire is at least a river if it is converted into water.
The eyes of the merchants and mercenaries were all on the young man in mid-air. It was the first time they saw this young man take action, and they were amazed and amazed at the first sight. This skill and magic were probably at the level of Celeste's Templars.
With the shout of old man Lelas, his figure in mid-air immediately paused. People with good eyesight can still see that there seemed to be colorful light spots shining around him. Then the heroic figure in mid-air
It was carried down like a piece of wood, and its body still kept the same posture of leaping with a sword. Even its expression did not change, but its eyes kept moving.
The sudden roar of the three werewolves brought everyone back to fear and panic. The white light that Old Relas cast on the werewolves had disappeared, and the werewolves' roars were even wilder than before, as if they were using
All the strength was needed to tear his own throat apart. One werewolf even bit off a piece of meat on his hand and half of his tongue.
"In the name of the Lord, purify the shackles of evil." Old Relas pointed at Yabin who fell on the ground. This time, the purification spell cleanly drove away the magic effect on him. Yabin stood up from the ground.
He turned over and jumped up in disgrace. The werewolf's meteor hammer narrowly missed him and made a big hole in his original position. He quickly ran back to the old man Lelas with the same swift movements as before.
He happened to save his grandson's life, but old man Lelas had no sense of relief at all. He only felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and even his mind was confused and stiff. He even wondered whether he was dreaming. Purification technology can do this
It works because the object of purification is also white magic, and the magic that restrains Yabin is an advanced white magic paralysis technique.
He could barely use this advanced spell himself, but he had to pray quietly and recite the prayer loudly. This magician hidden in the darkness actually cast it silently and instantly without making any sound. What does this mean... Ella
Did the cardinal archbishop of West Asia personally come to rob this caravan? Or was it Celeste, the high priest serving His Majesty the Pope?
It was probably a magic scroll. Maybe some red-clothed archbishop got mad and violated the prohibition and copied a paralysis spell for others... After reluctantly finding an excuse, old man Lelas concentrated, knelt down, and prayed to the sky with his hands:
"In the name of the Lord..."
Colorful magical light suddenly flashed around Old Man Lelas, and he immediately remained in the kneeling posture of praying, unable to move. Even his tongue was stiff, and he could not continue the prayer that was halfway through.
When the werewolf started howling crazily again, Aiyimei no longer needed to be reminded. The weakness and slowness spells were immediately reattached to the werewolf, and then she immediately prepared with all her strength while the mercenaries in front barely held the werewolf back.
She cast a freezing spell, but immediately the paralysis spell fell on her head without any warning.
"In the name of the Lord, grant me holy protection to block the enemy." Just when the old man Leras stiffened, Yabin knew that there was no room for struggle in this battle. But he did not turn around and run away immediately.
, but first cast himself the highest level of protective magic that he could use.
The magic shield lit up on his body, and Yabin pulled up his sister and grandfather, who had become as stiff as puppets, turned around and ran towards the horse. But he only ran two steps, and he felt the same as before.
Every feeling in his body disappeared. He could only watch helplessly as he kept running and led his grandfather and sister to fall down like puppets.
This magic shield, which can even resist a chain lightning shot, has no effect. There is only one reason for this. The caster's understanding of white magic has gone beyond the normal category.
Old Man Lelas' mind was in chaos, and he didn't know how to understand what was happening. The angle of his fall could still give him a full view of the scene. The one-sided battle between the werewolves and the mercenaries continued.
, none of the mercenaries escaped, and they were still holding on. They didn't know what the magic spells just meant, and they didn't even notice the magic wrestling at all. The performance of the three people just now surprised them.
Looking over, first the werewolf's movements slowed down, and then there was a flash of white light and the werewolf froze immediately. Yabin flew up but was called back by old man Lelas, who must have used magic together. There were three magicians behind to help him win.
It was inevitable. The mercenaries tried their best to delay the werewolf, hoping to leave enough time for the three of them to use magic with greater power and better effects.
The businessmen didn't even know what was going on. Only one of them had to be more flexible. After a moment of confusion, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He came over to help the three people on the ground, but found that their bodies were completely stiff like clay sculptures.
Can't help it at all.
At this moment, three lights of white magic lit up on the three slowed and weakened werewolves. This light was so bright and holy in the dark night, and you could tell at a glance how much white magic it contained.
It's so pure and profound that there is even a vague hymn ringing in the magic light.
The mercenaries shouted happily, this one was more powerful, and it was clear from a glance that higher-level magic would be able to deal with these three werewolves in an instant.
The mercenaries' eyes were dazzled by the cheers. The three werewolves did not freeze because of this, but turned into three blurry light groups because they moved too fast. Almost all the mercenaries still maintained a cheerful attitude and voice.
He was caught in a daze and turned into pieces and debris flying in the sky. Only the last one had time to turn his cheers into half a scream, and then collapsed with a scream. The scream and the whole head were in the mouth of the werewolf.
The inside was broken like a crisp apple.
Blessed by God, old man Lelas used his last bit of discernment to recognize this spell. It is definitely the highest level of magic that only archbishops can use. And if this kind of magic is burdened on a werewolf, it will create a
The effect is enough for any werewolf to tear apart a large statue with his bare hands..
The three werewolves even had their bodies slightly deformed under the amazing magical effect. They had no idea that they were the first orcs to enjoy this top-notch auxiliary magic in the history of this continent. They only felt that they suddenly had greater power.
They became more agile, more energetic, more bloodthirsty and wanted to kill. With their holy white light and blood stains all over their bodies, the werewolves rushed towards the businessman.
"Everyone, run away separately." The businessmen screamed, jumped on their horses and ran in several directions. However, due to the werewolf's speed, which was faster than the cheetah, most of the businessmen were torn to pieces as soon as they got on their horses.
The two businessmen escaped by chance.
The werewolves did not chase. It was not that they could not catch up. In the eyes of the current werewolves, the footsteps of horses were not much different from those of turtles. It was just that they stopped in unison and turned back to the camp.
A blue teleportation light lit up in the darkness not far away. It was only then that the magician behind the scenes revealed his location and traces. He had done what he had to do and could leave with peace of mind. As for the remaining
In the aftermath, these three crazed werewolves will turn everything alive here into pieces of flesh, including themselves.
The hair on the werewolves' bodies had been soaked with blood and stuck together. They were breathing heavily, and even their green eyes were filled with the boiling smell of blood, like three evil ghosts emerging from the blood pool in hell.
They looked around, searching for any living life in the camp full of corpses. With a roar, two werewolves pounced on the horses and kodos tied there, while another one set his sights there and froze.
of three people.
Although the three motionless bodies lying on the ground looked exactly like corpses, the werewolf could still intuitively feel that they were alive.
It's alive. It still has a pulse, hot blood, and squirming internal organs. It can be torn apart, torn into pieces, and screams can be heard. The remaining bit of consciousness of the werewolf yelled at himself like this.
It was completely wiped out in one sentence. At the beginning, the bloodthirsty and violent desires were just surging in their hearts, controlling them to kill and bite. But now, as the blood and internal organs are soaked, as the blood and internal organs become soaked,
More and more bodies are torn between claws and teeth, and this crazy desire has expanded to the point where it seems to have surpassed consciousness and spread directly into the body. Now this body only exists to tear the body apart.
He strode towards the three stiffened bodies. Probably a little impatient, the werewolf bit off one of his own hands and chewed it vigorously in his mouth. His hand bones and teeth crushed each other and made a horrifying sound.
The voice sounded. The face that was originally like a dog had been completely changed due to the distortion of the muscles. It was so hideous that it did not look like a living creature. Blood and saliva were dripping from the mouth.
Aiyimei's eyes were still wide open, and her expression was still as focused as when she was concentrating on preparing magic, but tears were already falling down her face. She couldn't scream or tremble, let alone avoid.
I can only watch helplessly as the nightmare-like monster approaches here.
Yabin couldn't see the werewolf from where he was lying. He could only see the hysterical despair and fear in his sister's eyes, and could hear the footsteps approaching. He could only feel his blood burning, his internal organs and brain
He was suffering, but he couldn't even blink.
Old Lelas couldn't see the werewolf approaching either. But he could see Ayime's tears flowing and Yabin's eyes being crazily bloodshot. A heartbreaking pain came from his waist, and he
You could feel the werewolf's huge claws piercing through his abdomen, crushing his internal organs, and even breaking his spine. Then he grabbed the remaining body and lifted him up. Although his body was stiff, it was enough to tear apart his soul.
He still felt the pain of the split clearly.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of old Lelas. His life was gone. But just as the werewolf lifted him up, his hand suddenly moved, and he grabbed Yabin's chest.
cross.
Since just now, he has been using the white magic he has practiced all his life to attack the restrictions on his body. However, the white magic of the person who uses paralysis is completely different from him in terms of depth, purity and casting skills. No matter how hard he tries,
It was useless. But now, with the huge pain and the sudden loss of vitality to stimulate his body, he finally broke through the effectiveness of the paralysis. Before he died.
The cross was shattered in the hands of old man Lelas, and the fragments were scattered on Yabin and Ayime on the ground. His body was shaking like a rag being danced by the werewolves, but he tried his best
With the power of his own broken bones and torn muscles, he shouted hoarsely: "May the merciful Lord send down your mercy on the life of a believer..."
The sound suddenly stopped, not because the old man Lelas couldn't continue shouting because of pain, but because the werewolf pulled his lungs out of his body.
A ray of holy white light fell straight down from the sky, cutting open the bloody and cruel night. Even the three crazy werewolves were shocked by this miraculous scene and paused slightly.
The white light covered the bodies of the two brothers and sisters on the ground, condensing into a spherical light shield. This is the protection of God that only the most devout believers can activate by burning their lives. When this magic takes effect,
No attack can harm the protected person.
They were probably stimulated. The two werewolves who had just dismantled the huge Kodo beast into a pile of pieces rushed over howling crazily, swiping and attacking at the shield of light, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't.
Unable to break through this ball of light, which seemed to be just a tangible and insubstantial ball, they screamed and rushed towards the old man Lelas in the werewolf's hands.
Ayime and Yabin were still paralyzed, unable to even blink. They watched clearly how old Lelas turned into pieces in the hands of the three werewolves.
There were small pieces of flesh and blood flying everywhere, but not a single bit could fall on the two of them.
After turning the last few horses over there into flesh and blood, the three werewolves, whose bodies were covered with internal organs, flesh and blood, and whose appearance could not even identify each other, began to bite and claw at each other.
The crazy fight showed no sign of stopping. Until the end, the two mutilated werewolves, who could only be regarded as undead creatures, were still attacking each other in every possible way.
Finally, a werewolf scratched his own heart and bit off the throats of his companions. The head, which was only a little bit of skin and flesh, fell crookedly with the body, and the heart was crushed into a handful of dry salt.
Cai, the little blood left in his body could no longer support his crazy actions, and he collapsed suddenly.
Finally, the night was quiet and over. A faint light in the east lit up under the morning star.
One day later, Ofu's wyvern discovered this place before Erathia's troops.
Even the lizards and orcs who were scouting were shocked by the wreckage and flesh and blood in this place. Not a single corpse was intact, and the woods seemed to have been run over by a huge meat grinder. One orc vomited.
The strange thing is that there is a neat circle in the center of the tragedy scene, without any blood stains in it, like a holy place in hell. Both the lizardmen and the orcs were surprised by this magical circle.