Netheril Glory Chapter 103: The faith of the high priest

　　 Golem No. 1 slowly stood up in the huge hole. The fist of his right hand had been crushed and broken together with the bones. The seven eyes of the flesh golem were burned by flames, leaving only blood to condense the black hole.

The silence in the cave for a while!

　　 "Shoot!!!"

　　 "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

　　 Three consecutive explosions exploded on the ground, but with the speed brought by "Advanced Swiftness", ordinary swimming fish generally walked through the water to avoid every explosion.

　　 Finally, Punk stood behind Golem No. 1 and looked at the embarrassed high priest in the middle of the cave.

　　The high priest now has no calm and mystery at first. His half right arm is completely gone. The master's robe has not been destroyed, but his body can't bear the violent shock wave and the blood is dripping. A few pale bone stubbles appeared on the chest on the right.

　　His face scratched by rock fragments and counted to blood stains is no longer filled with hysterical madness. The current high priest is a calm and wise old mage no matter what he thinks, and he is just like the crazy crazy idiot before!

　　At this point in the battle, both sides of the battle knew that the enemy was a strong man who would not be deceived by superficial kung fu, and it was meaningless to pretend to be crazy and perverted.

　　 "Skin that resists high temperature... Is the blood of devil"?

　　The high priest glanced at Golem No.1, who was scorched and black, and he knew what caused the Golem to break through the fire element defense so quickly!

　　 "Children, things here have nothing to do with you, you don’t need to hinder the goddess Tishachar, our plan will not affect you"!

　　 The confrontation lasted for a while, the high priest said slowly.

　　Punk did not respond, but his heart was more alert.

　　 "Is this old **** escaped through "Any Door"? Just don't know if his injury is as serious as it seems!"

　　Punk's eyes are getting colder. A calm enemy is more difficult to deal with than a brainless madman. Punk now very much wants to immediately explode all the power to pursue while the high priest is still injured.

　　 But he couldn’t be sure whether the serious injury suffered by the high priest was really powerless to fight or simply to lure the enemy in. In order to be safe, Punk decided not to move. After all, the “arbitrary door” on the enemy’s master robe can still It is not clear how many times to use, but what Punk knows now is that-he has a bottle of "activated" potions that can quickly restore magic power, and delaying into a protracted battle is beneficial to himself!

　　 "Well...it seems that there is nothing to say, you have made up your mind to fight against the church of Tishachar........."

　　 Seeing that Punk is still a cold and heartless look, the high priest sighed heavily, and the spider in the lower body began to charge again!

　　 "I was commissioned by your granddaughter Elinka to come to you, but... I didn't expect you to be like this now!"

　　Punk ordered the Golem No. 1 to prepare while trying to attack the enemy’s psychological defense line with words.

　　 "Erinka............"

　　The high priest murmured to himself with his eyes narrowed, but soon he regained his determination and determination.

　　 "I don't know if she is looking for me really because of the so-called affection, but now I serve the great Goddess of Tisha, I have decided to dedicate everything to her"!

　　The eyes of the high priest flashed Limang, and his words were as unresolved as they were unprecedented.

　　 "As you can see, you have not been brainwashed. As a mage, you do not have any priest's professional level, nor do you have any god-given strength. The gods in your mouth... are very doubtful..."

　　 Punk quietly questioned the so-called Tishachar girl. He looked at the sane and sane high priest very suspiciously. Although the two of them are talking about the purpose of delaying time to restore themselves, Punk is still right. The behavior of the high priest is puzzled. He can't understand the psychology of one intelligent creature's pious belief in another intelligent creature without any benefit!

　　 "I am afraid you don't understand what it means to believe. In your opinion, those pastors who believe in gods are just to gain power conveniently, right?"

　　The high priest looked at Punk with the same deep eyes without hesitation:

　　 "Unlike me, you are an out-and-out mage, so you can never understand what faith is, even if I try to explain it, people without faith cannot understand it. I am actually a devout priest. It’s just that when I was young, I became a mage by mistake. When I met the great Goddess Tisha, I knew what I was looking for all along!”

　　Punk looked at the pious high priest indifferently. He had to admit that he could not understand what faith is, but this did not prevent him from being an enemy of a fellow with faith!

　　 "It seems that there is nothing to say, I am a downright mage, whoever blocks my way, I will tear it alive, no matter whether it is a **** or a beggar, and your so-called faith, in my eyes... …......Not worth anything,"

　　Punk whispered the declaration of battle indifferently. He was not interested in exploring things that scholars on earth in the past had not studied, but this did not prevent him from killing this unknown high priest and stealing the precious master. Level Robe!

　　 Hearing the Punk’s “disrespectful” declaration, the pious high priest couldn’t help but burn with anger. He stared fiercely at the expressionless Punk, and the raging anger was tumbling in his pupils!

　　 "I have some determination to protect the faith, but also have the power to protect the faith. I don’t need anyone’s approval. The goddess Tishachar is everything to me. Anyone who wants to blaspheme the holy goddess must step on me. Corpse, you... are no exception!"

　　 "Drink!!"

　　The high priest roared loudly, and a large amount of magic power gathered in his hands. With the completion of magic, a large group of crystal clear liquid appeared in the hands of the high priest. There were many dense white spots in the liquid Slowly floating ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Punk recognized at a glance the magic used by the high priest: formal summoning system magic-Astral Oil Cluster: summon a large group of greasy and flammable high concentration Astral Oil!

　　 "Goddess Tishachar gave me a new meaning. Now, it is time to eradicate the enemy for the great goddess"!

　　The hair of the high priest was scattered, and the huge oil mass rose to the air under the support of magic, and then suddenly blasted away. The scattered grease lost the magical insulation and immediately burned in the high temperature air, as if in the cave. There was a fire and rain, and every inch of greased walls cracked and melted, burning violently!

　　 Subsequently, the high priest activated a cured magic on the ring. This magic is a very common "protection against fire damage". The high priest with this magic blessing consumes much less than Punk in this high-temperature fire.

　　 Now, the pros and cons of the attrition battle are immediately reversed.

　　Feeling the "Higher Mage Armor", which has tripled its energy consumption under high temperature burning, Punk gritted his teeth, and finally took out the precious bottle of "Activate potions" and took a sip.

　　 It is now the time for the decisive battle. Although I don’t know what the mysterious Tisha’ar goddess did to the high priest and made an old mage so dead-hearted, but looking at what it is now, this madman sacrifice is probably ready to fight. ! Without the help of activating potions, my magic recovery is far from keeping up with consumption, and it is impossible to fight in such a hot sea for too long!

　　 But.........

　　Punk is calmly observing the high priest who kills Sen Han, the systematic analysis and his own thinking are carried out rapidly.

　　 "Look at his desperate stance............"Any Door" is estimated to be gone, so now it is.........the time for a decisive battle"