Dust of History Chapter 114: Variable (18)

Gru didn't move, Asa didn't move, and the Pope and Lancelot Talis naturally didn't move either. When maintaining such a delicate balance between each other, they were just on guard against this strange and unknown character. , but did not subconsciously stop him in the first place. After all, his casting direction is obviously not here.

"Who is the best of you to stop him." Adela's face turned pale. He still couldn't see what kind of magic it was, and the magic control power of this person's magic power was not too high in his eyes, but he could complete such a complicated magic circle at such a fast speed, even with his previous body It also takes at least twice as long.

Gru snorted coldly, he still remained where he was, but the light in his eyes suddenly increased, and everyone who approached him felt a sense of inexplicable horror.

The gray-robed man was still preparing magic spells on his own, but there were two places on the back of his neck where blood began to soak, and more and more blood flowed down his neck continuously, as if the The flesh suddenly turned into two rotten sponges soaked in blood.

Although Gelu didn't make a move, his vision, hostility and killing intent had already reached the back of this person. It's not magic, it's just pure eyes and killing intent, the human body can no longer bear this momentum and attention, it's almost like stabbing two real and tangible swords into the flesh and stirring it.

The slightest mistakes in incantations and gestures in the preparation of great magic will lead to the backlash of magic. With such damage, a magician can almost be equivalent to dying. But this man didn't stop gesturing and chanting, his voice didn't tremble in the slightest, and his gestures didn't even show the slightest deviation, as if the rotting flesh on the back of his neck had nothing to do with him at all, but instead his movements became more and more serious. Quickly, his hand drew an extremely complex magic circle in the air at an extremely fast speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and resonated with the spell in his mouth, and the magic wave in the void was completely running and surging.

"It's that guy." Asa suddenly snorted coldly, and rushed towards that person violently.

He finally figured out who it was. Although the gestures and incantations were profound and difficult to understand, it was indeed necromantic magic that emanated from this person. And this gray robe seemed familiar to him from the beginning, and it gradually appeared with the fluctuation of necromantic magic. The robe was also beating and resonating, and he finally recalled what it was.

To be able to cast necromantic magic in this strange way at this time, in this place, wearing Sandro's stolen ghost king's robe. Only Inham.

Although Asa didn't know what he was going to do now, it was very clear that as long as this person wanted to do something, it was best to stop him from doing it. Especially for a person like him who is only used to hiding safely in the dark, but now he is not hesitant to risk being exposed, the plot is definitely not just a magic trick.

However, Asa's discovery came a little later, and Inham's magic had already been completed when he just rushed out.

The astonishing magical power is like rushing out of the dam in the torrent that has been suppressed for a long time. All of a sudden, it fully emerged from Inham's body. According to the program he built with gestures and mantras, it continuously resonated, changed, magnified, and metamorphosed, and then spewed forward overwhelmingly.

The swordsman priests who faced him felt the astonishing magic power of the bishop at this time, but they had no time to react. Once the preparations for the spell are started, the posture, posture, chanting of the mantra and gestures are all completely integrated. It can't be changed anymore. This magic was indeed released by him according to the current posture, with his back to the Hall of Light and towards the large number of swordsmen and priests on the square.

Puff. It's like the sound of a person who has a large glass of water in his mouth and mixes it with the old society, but the sound is tens of thousands of times louder, because it was made by thousands of swordsmen and priests on the square at the same time The sound, even at a single volume, they are far beyond the sound of saliva, what they are spitting is not saliva, but blood. Within a huge arc-shaped radiation range centered on Inham, all the swordsmen, priests, and orcs facing him were all spurting blood.

It's not just the mouth that is spraying, the eyes, nose, and ears have all become places where blood is gushing. These humans and orcs are like suddenly turned into water-filled dolls and squeezed hard by people. Countless blood spurts from their five sense organs and seven orifices, turning into countless blood arrows. out. The bodies of these people and orcs were drying up rapidly. Many people turned into mummies while spitting out a lot of blood, and some of them flew out with flesh and blood, leaving only a solitary skeleton.

With just this sound, thousands of people fell down instantly in this strange and tragic way. The blood column and mist all over the sky formed a floating sea of ​​blood in midair. For a moment, it was like becoming the legendary Blood Pool Hell. Just after the sound of thousands of people losing blood at the same time, it was the sound of thousands of corpses falling and hitting the ground at the same time. Everyone else was completely stunned by this scene and fell silent. The sound was so dull and strange that it made people shudder.

Guided by the power of magic, the spurting blood of thousands of people formed a huge net and then all gathered in front of Inham. It was such a **** and terrifying scene, but instead Not a trace of blood.

Until now, Inham turned around.

Not all the orcs within his magic range have the same result. There are more than a dozen of them still standing, but some of their facial features are bleeding and crumbling, and two of them are full of faces. It was the blood that still stood up straight. Those who did not fall in this wave of magic were all templars, but only a small part of the orcs affected fell down, and most of them were only injured.

Perhaps the destructive power of this magic is not as powerful as the forbidden spell, but no matter how the forbidden spell is, it is not as terrifying and astonishing as the effect of such a magic. Everyone on the square focused their attention on Inham at this moment, even those swordsmen who still thought he was the pope's favorite cardinal, their eyes were full of anger and horror.

"Soul Eater?" Asa, who was charging forward, immediately flew back. This is one of the most advanced spells in necromancer magic, and he only read the approximate records in Xielu's notes on the mountain peak. It is a magic that Sandro probably cannot use. place.

Turning around, Inham didn't care about the eyes of thousands of people behind him who could kill him. And Asa, who was rushing here, stopped quickly, in fact, from the very beginning, his attention and target have been on these people, no matter how many other people there are, they are just tools and props.

The surviving priests, priests and magicians seemed to finally understand, and countless magics flew towards him at the same time. He remained motionless amidst the dense explosions and flames. No matter how fierce the magic flames and waves were, they couldn't break through the ghost king's cloak on him. The huge wave of necromantic magic was still swaying in the cloak, and all the magic had already been automatically activated even before it approached. pop open.

He turned around, and the few people in front of the Guangming Hall saw his appearance. His facial features and seven orifices were also covered with bloodshot eyes, and blood continued to flow out of his mouth. I don't know whether it was the backlash of this magic or Gruna's glance of supreme killing intent. Veins appeared on his face, and there was a burst of blood under his skin. A blood-red undercurrent was surging, and the originally elegant and elegant face now looked hideous and weird, and what was even weirder was that he smiled when he looked at these people.

Although it was weird, everyone could see that it was a smile of victory. He won, he won the bet.

Preparing such a big magic under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was betting on the right situation, and everyone's reaction really made him win the bet. This magic actually let him complete it. A huge group of blood-red crystals floated in front of him, which was formed by the condensed life essence of thousands of swordsman priests.

Break with a choke~IndoMTL.com~The red crystal shatters. It seemed to be broken into countless tiny grains like dust, and it seemed to turn back into blood, turning into a huge and extremely blood-red rainbow and rushing towards the few people in front of the Guangming Hall.

The blood-colored Changhong did not bring out any wind noise, not because it was not fast enough, the blood-colored horse was as fast as Zhang Guangzhu, but because even the air around the red torrent had been completely smashed, decomposed, and eroded . This is the gathering of all the vitality of thousands of people and then radiating it through necromantic magic. The overwhelming red has covered the entire area of ​​tens of feet in front of the Guangming Hall in an instant. Grew, Adewei and Lancelot The special people are completely under the cover of this blow.

As long as these three people are eliminated, Inham will not have to worry any more, and there is absolutely no creature on this continent that can withstand such a blow, so he can't help laughing. After taking a big gamble, finally at the end all the troubles of his confidantes are about to be completely eliminated, it seems that everything is in his expectation.

But one thing he didn't expect happened at this time. Gru didn't seem to look at the red frenzy that was about to swallow him, but instead punched him.

The distance between the two was nearly 100 meters, and there was that huge blood-colored rainbow in between. This punch was just a false blow. Then there was a muffled sound, and Inham's body suddenly flew backwards like a shell.