Part Four Chaos Chapter Forty-Three Round Continuation
"If you don't want to die, come here and help. You can still block the two temples." Asa shouted to the Hilton trio in the distance.
After hearing this, the three Hiltons immediately came over. The Druid also transformed into a werewolf again. Although Lancelot said before that he was not interested in them, that was just talk. Not to mention the cardinal behind him.
Guys may be the ones who really have a say. For the church, both druids and black elves are absolute pagans, and most of the black elves who live in Negan are a race more evil than orcs.
"Boss, it turns out that you have been pretending to be dead. Damn, you are so tall. I said that even the Paladin cannot knock you down in one go. It's a pity that I didn't take the opportunity to kill one of you." Hilton held two fist swords.
He waved menacingly at the Templars on the opposite side. This was a simple-minded guy. He came over immediately after hearing Asa's greeting. He definitely didn't think about any serious relationship.
Asa smiled bitterly. In fact, after Lancelot's sword sent the majestic fighting energy mixed with magic into his body, although his body was completely unable to move, his mind and senses were not damaged at all. He also once wanted to use meditation
He had no skills to break this shackles, but it was a pity that the power of this fighting spirit was not only ingenious, but also unparalleled, and he could not dispel it with all his strength.
But until the three Lancelots started to fight against Cedros, a feeling that came from nowhere enveloped them. The feeling was very strange, very slight, very lively and very familiar, and what followed was that the body
I immediately resonated with this feeling.
It's not that there is any feeling or change in one place or part, but that every minute part of the body has that kind of vitality. It's like invisible trees are sprouting in every cell of his body.
, growing and strengthening. And the mixed power of fighting spirit and magic that originally occupied the body is disappearing rapidly. It is not dispelled, but assimilated. The vitality that blooms in the body has destroyed Lancelot's fighting spirit and magic power.
Absorbing not a drop of it was left, and his body immediately regained its freedom.
This change only happened within his own body. Outsiders could not see the difference at all, and no one would pay attention to him lying on the ground. So he had the opportunity to fight off Christine without any defense.
"Everyone stop, please listen to me." The voice shouted for the third time. Asa glanced at it, and it turned out to be Elf Elder Lloyd. Next to him were Luya holding the Leaf of the World Tree and the black
The three female elf patrols with long bows led the elves from a distance and surrounded the group of people who were fighting fiercely.
It's a pity that for the Temple Knights and Cardinals, nothing is more valuable than getting rid of or capturing the three people on the opposite side. After all, it seems that their side has an obvious advantage now, so they have no intention of stopping.
Naturally, Cedros did not relax his guard at all and listen to anyone's words. At this time, the elf elder's shouts seemed extremely weak.
Although no one responded at all, there didn't seem to be any panic or confusion on Lloyd's face. His eyes kept wandering between the tense two sides, and he whispered instructions to the female patrol next to him. On the other hand, Luo
Ya looked at the anxious expressions on their faces.
Asa's eyes fell on the leaf of the World Tree in her hand, and he was slightly startled. He understood where the feeling that made him escape from Lancelot's shackles came from.
Adela stood up and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Even with his level of white magic, which is one of the best in the continent, he and several Templars spent a lot of effort to control Adela's injuries. He saw
After looking at the situation on both sides, he smiled coldly. Even he could see that the fighting power of Cedros and Gru had been almost exhausted, although one of the temple knights on his side was slightly or seriously injured. Lancelot was also exhausted.
It took a lot of effort, but after all, there are still two temple knights and ten templar knights whose fighting ability is intact. More importantly, there is still myself.
As a cardinal, there is absolutely no doubt about his role in the battle. But the past few rounds were too fast. And he had not put his energy into the battle at all. First, a wall of fire divided the line of sight, and then the figures of the rabbit and the falcon suddenly merged.
The sudden burst of fighting spirit and magic flying across the sky were all over in just a few blinks of an eye. And now that he was fully alert, even with just the paralysis technique, he could easily control the battle situation. He did not chant any more incantations, and a ball of white
The light flowed and shone like mercury between his fingers, and the white magic that had been gathered for a long time was ready to come out.
Although it was only a short respite, it was enough for a magician of Cedros's level to recover a little bit of magic power. He looked at Adela intently, and a layer of the same white magic light in his palm also appeared.
ready.
Gru and Lancelot looked at each other, and the collision of the two eyes seemed to make everyone around them feel the tension that made the skin tighten. Although both of them looked very tired,
But there is no doubt that the protagonist in this battle is still the soul.
The next battle started with two spellcasters. Bishop Adela pointed at Cedros and shouted: "Definitely." Cedros waved his hand silently, using the simplest white magic purification technique.
At the same time, the light spots of the paralysis technique were dispersed as soon as they appeared in the air.
Adela's face turned green, knowing that the paralysis spell was of no use anymore. Although this magic has obvious advantages in combat, its shortcomings are still huge. The lowest level purification spell can be dispelled by anyone with an intermediate level or above of magic level.
High-level magic of the same type. Although according to common sense, priests who can use this kind of white magic will never be enemies with each other, and the church has very strict control over the teaching of white magic, but occasionally they do encounter such unexpected enemies.
.He opened his hand again, and a white light shone towards Cedros. The light arrow technique that ordinary priests could only use to deal with undead creatures could be used in his hands to burn people into coke.
Cedros refused to hide and waved his hand. A small whirlwind rolled up the dead leaves and soil on the ground and blocked it in front of him. This layer of light debris could not even be blocked by stones, but it was
It happens to be just enough to block this kind of light attack.
Under the illumination of white light, the barrier in front of Cedros burned violently, and the air was filled with a burning smell. Several younger Templars around him let out a sigh. They all could see the profoundness represented by this spell.
Magic power and attainments, just the level of white magic shows that this cardinal's position is by no means a fluke.
But Adela's face became more and more ugly. The two magics Cedros used to resolve his attack were the most basic and simple spells. It only took one breath to restore the consumed magic power. But he
Both of these offensive magics are almost going all out. There is no doubt about the huge difference in controlling demons and combat experience. The key is that if you continue like this and your own magic power bottoms out, maybe Cedros's
On the contrary, the magic power will be accumulated and restored.
But he was not alone here. Just as Adela and Cedros were fighting each other with magic, Will Skye bent his bow and set an arrow. The magic-breaking arrow once again roared with golden light, tugging at the surrounding air.
And go.
His target is still Cedros, but his goal is Gru. No one expects to be able to kill Cedros in one go, but as long as Gru rescues and distracts him, Lancelot will have a chance.
.
Sure enough, Gru, who was confronting Lancelot, had to stand in front of Cedros. This time he did not dare to reach out to grab the arrow, but just flicked it, and the magic-breaking arrow tilted upward and passed by.
The heads of him and Cedros flew straight into the sky. A corner of a tree house was turned into broken branches and leaves all over the sky by the arrow.
Even though he just deflected the arrow with skill, Gru still couldn't help but take a step back. After all, this was a blow from the Temple Knight. Even in terms of strength, it was comparable to those of the city-defending ballistas. And he was indeed very powerful now.
Fatigue, very tired. At this moment, he really had to show his flaws.
But the first person to take advantage of this opportunity was not Lancelot, nor any Templar or Temple Knight, but Asa next to Gru.
Opportunities are always fair, it just depends on whether the person can grasp it and whether he has the ability to grasp it. At the same time that Wilsky created opportunities for Lancelot, Asa also appeared to create opportunities.
opportunity. In other words, he has been waiting for such an opportunity.
He hasn't made any moves since he defeated Christian, so neither Adela nor the Temple Knights paid much attention to him. After all, except for the inexplicable escape from Lancelot's restriction, his strength is far away.
Not as worthy of attention as Cedros and Gru. But I didn't expect him to take action at this time, and his action was unexpected.
A huge roar immediately filled everyone's ears. It was similar to the roar made by Welski's magic-breaking arrow, but it was bigger and more powerful. Because the object that made this sound was only smaller in size.
It is indeed hundreds of times larger than the Demon Breaking Arrow.
A huge sphere with a diameter as large as a person was instantly formed in Asa's palm, and then roared and rolled crazily towards the opposite side with a power, magnanimity and sound commensurate with it.
This was just the time for Adela and Wilsky to take action, but it was only a little late, just a moment after the two of them launched their attack.
The air was filled with scorching heat waves. But at least at the first glance, no one thought it was a fireball. It was not because of its size, but because of its color. That could not be emitted by flames.
Yellow or red, but blue, gray, and green mixed together like sewer water and mold from rotting corpses. All kinds of disgusting and unknown colors are constantly rolling in the sphere in some aspects.