"It's useless, give up." Archimodo raised his staff horizontally to block the blow from the Holy City Knight, and said in a slightly mocking tone.
The holy knight did not answer, but the white light on his body became more and more dazzling. The right hand holding the sword pressed down hard, pushing Archimodo's staff downwards.
"Hmph, it's just an energy creature born from the belief and magic power of the believers. Why are you pretending to me?" Archimodo snorted coldly, his left hand turned into a claw, and a magic talisman was in the palm of his hand. Wen emitted purple light and shot towards the knight in front of him.
The knight's plate armor was hit by a rune. It was obviously a rune with almost no weight, but the knight flew backwards for a long distance as if he had been hit by a dump truck.
A pair of white wings suddenly sprouted from the knight's back, just like what was described in various myths. The knight's wings spread out, abruptly stopping his momentum of flying backwards. He looked down at the place where the rune had just hit him. An obvious dent appeared on the originally flat plate armor, but with the flicker of light, the dent quickly recovered.
"Let's see how long you can last!" Archimodo's figure suddenly appeared in front of the knight. At this moment, like the knight, he had white wings growing on his back. This is one of Archimodo's abilities as the Chosen One, allowing him to directly borrow their power from the gods. And through the information coverage method of the elves, Archimodo is the last chosen god who has long disappeared in the eyes of the gods. Archimodo, who has not had his authorization withdrawn, can now use part of the gods' power unscrupulously.
The wooden staff emitted a soft bright yellow light and hit the knight's head hard. The knight raised his left hand and firmly grasped Archimodo's staff.
The knight's right hand holding the sword thrust forward again, aiming to stab Archimodo's heart. Archimodo snorted coldly, and stabbed himself with blue magic energy emitting from his left hand. The long sword slapped.
The sword was stopped three centimeters in front of Archimodo's chest, and no matter how the knight pressed forward or pulled back, he could not move even half an inch.
"Give up, my status is higher than yours." Archimodo said lightly, and at the same time, he turned his left hand into a palm and slapped the knight on the forehead.
The knight was struck like this, as if he was struck by lightning, and his whole body shook violently. But to Archimodo's expectation, the knight's body did not dissipate after shaking. Instead, he raised his leg and kicked him.
Archimodo slapped the knight on the chest again, forcing him back. He looked at the knight carefully, then clicked his tongue twice and said, "Human soul? Look. It seems that the church is playing with artificial paladins."
While Archimodo was fighting back and forth with the paladins of the Holy City, Bullock was also killing people in the Holy City.
"Stop him!"
The red-clothed leader gave the order, and the priests present showed their faces one after another.He took out his scepter and whispered a prayer, and a golden hemispherical barrier appeared in front of Bullock.
"Ah, it's this move again." Brock rolled his eyes. He has fought humans so many times, and if he wants to talk about the most annoying moves, this move can be ranked in the top five.
It’s not because it has huge lethality. This barrier has no lethality, but it is hard, ridiculously hard. The elf once analyzed the principle of this move called the Holy Barrier by the church.
Probably this trick is generated by the releaser's belief, and the god he believes in is a defensive spell as the release medium. But unlike other defensive spells, the magic node of this spell is calculated on the head of the god. Gods who are magic creatures themselves can naturally handle a large amount of magic flow, and there is no need to worry about overload.
The only weakness of such a seemingly unbreakable barrier is that it will fluctuate due to the subjective consciousness of the releaser. If the releaser firmly believes that this barrier is invincible, then this barrier can block most attacks in the world. . But if the releaser's faith wavers, so will this barrier.
But here comes the question, how can a priest waver in his belief in the god he believes in?
That’s proof to them! The gods they believe in are so worthless in the face of absolute power!
Brock stood up, bent his hind legs to support his body, and placed his forelimbs on the sacred barrier in front of him. The dragon's power was concentrated on his front paws, and he pushed hard towards the sacred barrier. Pressed over.
The huge barrier trembled due to Brock's power, making a cracking sound similar to the sound of an object gradually breaking and collapsing under heavy pressure.
The priests at the back all swallowed their saliva. As the releasers, they knew the strength of this sacred barrier. I have used it so many times in the past, and the barrier has always been so indestructible. Where would it be like today? Not only was it shaken, but it even made a voice of being overwhelmed.
"Follow the light in your heart." The red-clothed leader's voice suddenly sounded, like a breeze, blowing through the hearts of everyone present. The priests who were originally nervous and wavering once again strengthened their faith in their gods.
"God? How many armies does he have?" Bullock snorted coldly, opened the dragon wings behind him and flapped hard, and the entire dragon rose into the sky.
"Leaved?" A priest breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Bullock's figure getting further and further away. It seemed that the evil dragon also knew that the god's power was indestructible and chose to give up.
"Not yet." The leader in red looked up at Bullock's figure. At this moment, Bullock had risen to the extreme height that the dragon family could reach by normal flight. At this height, it was already difficult to see Bullock clearly.
But Bullock is still improving. With the pulse thruster installed by the elf in this body, he canDiandian continued to increase his height until the clouds were below him, the distant horizon gradually changed from a straight line to an arc, and the color of the sky changed from blue to black.
At this moment, Bullock has reached the edge of the planet's atmosphere. The light of the star shines on him, making him feel a little hot. Looking up at the boundless deep sky, Bullock's eyes showed some expectation and yearning. Lowering his head, there was only determination in Bullock's eyes. The pulse thruster was turned off, and the dragon's body quickly fell downwards.
The atmosphere rubbed against his body, and the temperature gradually increased. Pulse thruster on! Brock's speed suddenly increased, the air around him was extremely compressed, and the sound had no time to spread.
After the loud noise, Bullock felt that the surroundings became quiet, as if there was endless silence just like before the universe began. A cone-shaped Prandtl-Glauert condensation cloud appeared around Bullock.
Power boost!
The dragon scales on Bullock's body have been heated by the atmosphere until they are a little red, but he is still speeding up. The ground below quickly expands in his eyes, originally shrinking to the invisible holy city of Magdalene. Also appeared in his sight again.
Getting closer and closer, under the horrified gaze of the red-clothed leader and the priests below, Bullock hit the golden sacred barrier hard, and there was no sound at the moment of impact. The first thing everyone felt was the huge impact of the impact.
Then came the supersonic flow composed of continuously compressed air. Everyone felt that they had never heard such a loud noise in their lives. For a while, they only felt mentally turbulent and unable to concentrate.
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A cracking sound sounded in the hearts of the priests. They covered their ears and showed pain, and raised their heads with difficulty, looking at the position of the sacred barrier that should have existed, showing despair.
The unbreakable barrier has been broken!
At this time, Bullock was flapping his dragon wings and hovering above the barrier, and a crack appeared on the barrier where he had just hit it. Under the gaze of the priests, the crack became larger and larger, and its expansion speed became faster and faster. Within a few seconds, there was only a "ding" sound, and the barrier shattered, turning into dots of fluorescent light floating in the air.
At the same time, the elves are over there.
"Well, not bad, it seems you are not that third-rate." Erduo looked at the picture on the screen and nodded, expressing his appreciation for the employees below him. It seems that they are somewhat capable. They have still created a qualified bionic body while only using local materials and equipment.
Being able to withstand the momentum impact caused by its own weight at three times the speed of sound, it should be able to win first prize in relevant college student competitions within the empire. Worthy of praise!
At this thought, Erduo shook his head. How could he be so depraved? Compare it with college students! Erduo, Erduo, you are an outstanding young man designated by the Imperial Talents Department.
Although it is just a nomination.
"Okay, I won't play with you anymore." Archimodo whipped the knight away from him with his staff, and looked back at the various fire-breathing cloths in the Holy City Magdalene. Locke, get serious.
Brock: Breath fire, breath fan-shaped fire, breath charged fire, breath blue fire, breath 360 degree fire, breath side fire, breath sweeping fire.
"Sure!" Archimodo pointed his staff, and the knight who was about to rush forward stagnated, but only for a few seconds. After struggling in place for a few times, the knight broke free from the spell's restraint.
But these few seconds were enough. Archimodo appeared above the knight's head, and his staff, emitting divine light, pierced into the knight's helmet like hot butter.
Stirring the staff hard again, the white brain in the knight's skull turned into a sticky mixture, and he couldn't die anymore.
"Reincarnate, poor man." Archimodo looked at a translucent figure emerging from the knight's body that only he could see, and waved his hand.
The man glanced at Ajimodo. He had no time to express his gratitude, so he could only give Ajimodo a fist, and then he was pulled down by the underworld.
"Okay, stop burning, go to the next city." Archimodo came to Bullock, patted Bullock who was still immersed in the barbecue, and reminded him.
Bullock closed his mouth, glanced at the ruins around him, and nodded with satisfaction at his results.
"There is another procedure. You know the people in the church can't kill the snake without killing it. And these old ones should be completely destroyed!" Bullock flew high and came to the Holy Land. The sky above the gate of the city Magdalene.
"It's up to you, but give those civilians some time to escape." Archimodo nodded.
"A quarter of an hour at most. When we fought for so long before, everything that should run should run away." Bullock had already begun to accumulate strength.
Archimodo did not speak, but waved his staff. A huge countdown number appeared in the sky above the center of the Holy City Magdalene, and everyone in the city could see it.
Just when one man and one dragon were killing each other, the sudden surge in the number of dead souls also made the gods of this world notice that something was wrong.
Even if some natural disaster or war occurs, people should not be killed one after another in such a short period of time.
So a god asked a priest who had just died. This question raises a question.
"Akimodo is still alive?" When the priest said that the black-robed mage suddenly had wings on his back, the god was surprised. Archimodo is not his divine choice, but all the divine choices in this world are registered by the gods. Who dies and who livesEverything is clearly recorded.
But this Archimodo obviously died two thousand years ago, and his soul was destroyed due to the magic explosion incident. How come he is alive now?
There must be a conspiracy behind this!
It is a pity that the underworld is the oldest existence in the world. It existed at the moment when civilization first took shape. Even the gods have no right to interfere with the internal operation of the underworld. At most, they can only provide assistance. They couldn't go in and pull all the recently deceased souls over for questioning.
And I heard that the God of Fairness and Trade next door suddenly weakened a bit, as if a holy city was burned to ashes. After thinking about it for a while, and thinking of the possible terrible consequences, the god hurried back to discuss countermeasures with other gods.
"Start taking action. Are the goals clear?" In an elf base, a heavily armed elf team was sitting in the ascending elevator waiting.
"Eliminate all energy creatures. The world is based on matter, and it can only be based on matter!" The team members answered their commander loudly.
"Remember, this is the bottom line of the empire! Action!" The elevator door opened, and the sun shone on the faces of these elves, but their bodies were still in shadow.
As elves who started out with technology, they can accept the existence of magical civilization, because magic is ultimately based on the four forces of the universe. Only when there are magic energy particles in the universe can magic be used, just like a universe with electromagnetic force can play magnetic levitation. Same as the train. Naturally, a magical universe can also play with magic levitation train.
But elves cannot tolerate the existence of any self-aware energy beings. These energy beings claiming to be gods are the cancer of all civilizations. They will not be of any help to the progress of civilization. Their only role is to interfere. the normal functioning of the material world.
In the empire, these so-called gods are regarded as parasites of civilization, and as elves of high-level civilization, they have the obligation to help these indigenous people who have not yet established themselves to clean up the bad seeds that are lying on their bodies and sucking blood.
Moreover, the gods in this world are still in a relatively preliminary stage. Although they can affect the composition of objective matter, they can only act within a certain range. Once these gods are allowed to grow, this civilization will never be able to thrive again! It will also be twice as difficult for the elves to eliminate them!