Dust of History: Preface Crazy (Part 2)

Cleansing magic is like pouring water on fire to drive away other magic. Aymega's slowness and weakness on the werewolf were instantly washed away by the wave of white magic. But it was not able to drive away the magic that made the werewolves frantic, it only eliminated part of the effect. It's like trying to put out a fire with a bucket of water, but not being able to put it out.

There is no other reason, it can only show that the fire is too big. If Old Man Leilas's is a bucket of water, and the energy of the fire is converted into water, it is at least a river.

The eyes of the businessman and the mercenary were all on the young man in mid-air. When they saw this young man make a move for the first time, they were amazed. This skilled skill and magic is probably at the level of Celeste's templar. With the shout of the old man Leilas, his figure in mid-air immediately paused, and those with good eyesight could see that there seemed to be colorful light spots shining around him. Then the valiant and heroic figure in mid-air was lifted down like a piece of wood, his body still maintained the appearance of leaping with a sword, even his expression did not change, but his eyes were still moving.

The sudden roar of the three werewolves pulled everyone back into fear and panic. The white light that Old Man Leilas had cast on the werewolf had disappeared, and the roar of the werewolf was wilder than before, as if he was using all his strength to tear his throat open. One werewolf even bit off a piece of flesh from his hand and half of his tongue in one bite.

"In the name of the Lord, purify the shackles of evil." Elder Leilas pointed at Yabin who fell on the ground. The purification technique cleanly removed the magic effect on him this time. Yabin flipped over from the ground and jumped up in disgrace. The werewolf's meteor hammer narrowly passed by him and smashed a big hole in his original position. He hurriedly ran back to the old man Leilas with no less swiftness than before.

It just happened to save his grandson's life, but the old man Leilas didn't feel relieved at all. He only felt bitter in his mouth, his mind was muddled, and he even wondered if he was dreaming. The purification technique works so well because the object of purification is also white magic, and the magic that restrains Yabin is the advanced white magic paralysis.

He can barely use this advanced spell himself, but he has to pray quietly and chant prayers aloud. This magician hidden in the dark actually sent out silently without making a sound, what does it mean... The red-clothed archbishop of Erasia came to rob this caravan himself? Or Celeste, who serves His Majesty the Pope?

Probably a magic scroll. Perhaps it is possible that some red-clothed archbishop violated the prohibition and copied a paralysis spell to others in a moment of heat... After barely finding a reason, the old man Leilas concentrated, knelt down, and prayed to the sky with his hands: "In the name of the Lord ….”

A multicolored magic light suddenly flashed around the old man Leylas, and he immediately remained in that kneeling prayer position, unable to move. continue.

When the werewolf started howling crazily again, Aiyimei didn't need to be reminded anymore, the Weakness and Slow spells were immediately attached to the werewolf again, and then she immediately took advantage of the time when the mercenaries in front barely held the werewolf back Fully prepare for a freezing spell. But immediately the paralysis also fell on her head without warning.

"In the name of the Lord, give me a holy shelter to block the enemy." Just when the old man Leilas froze, Yabin knew that there was no room for struggle in this battle. But he didn't turn around and run away immediately, but cast himself the highest level of protective magic that he could use.

The magic shield lit up on his body, and then Yabin pulled up his younger sister and grandfather who had become as stiff as puppets, turned around and ran towards the horse. But after only taking two steps, I felt the same feeling as before, and the feeling in every part of my body disappeared. He could only watch helplessly as he kept running and brought his grandfather and sister down like puppets.

This magic shield, which can even resist a chain lightning, has no effect. There is only one reason for this, the caster's understanding of white magic has gone beyond the conventional category.

Old man Leilas's mind was completely in chaos, and he didn't know how to understand what happened. The angle of his fall can still give a panoramic view of the scene. The one-sided battle between the werewolves and the mercenaries continued, none of the mercenaries fled, and they were still holding on. They didn't know the meaning of the few magics just now, and they didn't even realize the magic wrestling at all. The performance of the grandfather and grandson just now surprised them. First, the werewolf's movements slowed down, and then the white light flashed and the werewolf stopped immediately. Yabin flew up but was called back by the old man Leilas, presumably they wanted to use magic together. It is inevitable to have three magicians behind to help win. The mercenaries tried their best to delay the werewolves, hoping to leave enough time for the three of them to use more powerful and effective magic.

The merchants don't know what's going on. There is only one mind that needs to be more flexible. After a moment of shock, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He wanted to come over and try to help the three grandparents on the ground, but found that their bodies were completely stiff like clay sculptures, and they could not be lifted at all.

At this moment, three beams of white magic light shone on the three slowed and weakened werewolves. How simple and profound is the magic, and there are even faint hymns resounding in the brilliance of magic.

The mercenaries shouted happily, this one was more imposing, and one could tell at a glance that higher level magic would surely be able to settle the three werewolves in an instant.

The eyes of the mercenaries blurred amidst the cheers, and the three werewolves didn't stop because of this, but turned into three fuzzy **** of light because they moved too fast. Almost all the mercenaries still kept their cheering attitude and voices, but they were confusedly grabbed and turned into flying debris, and only the last one had time to turn the cheers into half-screams, and then 'cluck! With a sound, the scream and the whole head shattered like a crisp apple in the werewolf's mouth.

'God's Blessing'. The old man Leilas recognized this spell with his last bit of discernment. It was definitely the highest level of magic that only archbishops could use. And if this kind of magic is carried on a werewolf, the effect created is enough for any werewolf to tear a large statue with bare hands.

The three werewolves even slightly deformed their bodies under this amazing magic effect. They will not know that they are the orcs who have enjoyed this top-level auxiliary magic for the first time in the history of this continent. They just feel that they are suddenly more powerful, more agile, more energetic, and more bloodthirsty and want to kill. . With that holy white light and blood all over their bodies, the werewolves rushed towards the merchant.

"Let's split up and run away." The merchants screamed and jumped on their horses and ran in several directions. However, at a faster speed than the cheetahs, most of the businessmen were torn to pieces as soon as they got on their horses. Only two businessmen managed to escape.

The werewolf did not give chase. It wasn't that they couldn't catch up. In the eyes of the current werewolves, the horse's footsteps were not much different from the tortoise's. It's just that they all stopped at the same time, turned back and walked back to the camp.

A blue teleportation light lit up in the darkness not far away. It wasn't until this time that the magician behind the scenes revealed his location and traces. He had done what he had to do, and he could leave with peace of mind. As for the rest of the aftermath, these three mad werewolves will turn all living things left here into pieces, including themselves.

The hairs of the werewolves were already soaked in blood and stuck together. They were panting heavily, and even their green eyes were filled with the smell of boiling blood. evil spirits. They looked around the corpse-strewn encampment for any signs of life. With a roar, two werewolves rushed towards the tied horse and kodo beast, while one turned its gaze to the three people who were frozen there.

Although the three lying motionless on the ground looked exactly like corpses, the werewolves could still intuitively feel that they were alive.

Alive. There is still the pulse, the hot blood, and the squirming internal organs. It can be used to tear, torn apart, and screams can be heard. The last sliver of consciousness of the werewolf was completely wiped out when he yelled at himself the last sentence. At the beginning, the bloodthirsty and violent desire was only surging in their hearts, dominating them to kill and bite. But now, with the soaking of blood and internal organs, as more and more flesh is torn between the claws and teeth, this madness has swelled to the point that it seems to have surpassed consciousness, directly spreading into the body. Now the body exists only to tear the body apart.

He strode toward the three stiffened bodies. Probably impatient, the werewolf bit off one of his own hands, chewing vigorously in his mouth, his hand bones and teeth crushed each other making a creepy sound. The face that was originally like a dog has been completely changed due to the twisted muscles. It is so hideous that it does not look like a living thing. Blood and saliva are dripping down the mouth.

Ai Yimei's eyes were still wide open, and her expression was still the concentration she had when she was concentrating on preparing for the magic, but tears were already rolling down her face. She couldn't scream or tremble, let alone avoid it, she could only watch the nightmare-like monster approaching here.

Yabin couldn't see the werewolf from the lying position, he could only see the hysterical desperation and fear in his sister's eyes, and he could hear the footsteps approaching again and again. He only felt that his blood was burning, his internal organs and brain were suffering, but he couldn't even blink his eyes.

The old man Leilas couldn't see the werewolf approaching either. But he could see Ai Yimei's tears streaming down, and Yabin's eyes were crazily congested. A heart-piercing pain came from his waist. He could feel the huge claws of the werewolf piercing through his abdomen, crushing his internal organs, even breaking his spine, and then grabbed the remaining muscles and lifted him up. . Although his body was stiff, he could still feel the pain enough to tear his soul apart.

'Poof' a mouthful of blood spewed out from the mouth of the old man Leilas. His vitality has been cut off. But just as the werewolf lifted him up, his hand moved suddenly, and he grabbed the cross on Yabin's chest.

Since just now, he has been using the white magic that he has practiced all his life to attack the restrictions on his body. But the white magic of the person who used paralysis was far different from him in terms of depth, purity, and spellcasting skills. No matter how hard he tried, it was useless. And now, with the huge pain and the sudden severance of stimulation to his body, he finally broke through the effectiveness of the paralysis. Before dying.

The cross was shattered in the hands of the old man Leilas, and the fragments scattered on Yabin and Aiyimei who were on the ground. His body was shaking like a ragged rag being torn apart by the werewolf, but he used all his strength to shout hoarsely amidst the sound of his bones being broken and his muscles being torn apart: "May the merciful Lord The life of believers descends on your mercy..."

The sound stopped suddenly, not because the old man Leilas couldn't continue to shout because of the pain, but because the werewolf pulled his lungs out of his body.

A holy white light fell straight down from the sky, splitting the **** and cruel night from it. Even the three crazy werewolves were shocked by this miraculous scene and paused for a moment.

The white light covered the bodies of the two brothers and sisters on the ground, condensed and became a ball of light. This is the 'God's Protection' that only the most devout believers can activate by burning their lives. When this magic is in effect, any attack cannot harm the sheltered person.

Probably stimulated. The two werewolves who had just dismantled the huge Kodo into a pile of pieces rushed over howling wildly, swung and pounced at the shield of light, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break it. Tangible ball of light. Then they screamed and turned to the old man Leilas in the werewolf's hands.

Ai Yimei and Yabin were still paralyzed, still unable to blink their eyes. He watched clearly and clearly how the old man Leilas turned into small pieces in the hands of the three werewolves, with blood and flesh flying around, but none of them could fall on the two of them.

After turning the last few horses over there into flesh and blood, the three werewolves covered in internal organs and flesh ~IndoMTL.com~ who couldn't even recognize each other by appearance began to bite and grab each other. Large pieces of flesh flew off under the claws of the werewolves, until the limbs were mutilated, and this frenzied fight showed no sign of stopping. Until the end, the two crippled werewolves who could only be regarded as undead creatures were still attacking each other in every possible way.

Finally, a werewolf bit off the throats of his companions and opponents while his own heart was scratched. The head with only a bit of flesh and skin left tilted and fell down together with the body, the heart was pinched into a handful of dried salt vegetables, and the little blood left in the body could no longer support the crazy actions, and it also fell down.

Finally, the night was quiet. it's over. A faint light in the east glows under the morning star.

A day later, Euph's wyverns spotted the place ahead of Erathia's forces.

Even scouting lizardmen and orcs were shocked by the wreckage and flesh of the place. Not a single body was intact, and the forest seemed to have been run over by a giant meat grinder. One orc threw up.

The strange thing is that there is a neat circle in the center of the tragedy scene, without any blood in it, like a holy place in hell. Both lizardmen and orcs were amazed, puzzled, and then awed by this magical circle.