The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated

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"That rascal..."

Seeing that Sean stood still with the tattoo, he just swayed a piece of sword light, he blocked the corpse dragon that was attacking aggressively again and again, and the dragon's claws and teeth were bitten. It bounced off, and the high priest's face finally sank.

She could see that Sean was at ease, and she could also see that Sean didn't take the corpse dragon in his eyes.

Compared with the corpse dragon in front of him, Sheehan focused more on himself, and even locked his breath firmly on himself, even on Limjo, with a staring look. The priest felt that his position had been reversed.

She sees Sheehan as an intruder, a prey that is beyond her power.

However, the current high priest found that not only did he treat Sheen as prey, but Sheen seemed to treat himself and even Limchou as prey.

His very obvious breath lock was clearly telling others that he did not intend to let the high priest and Limjo go.

The high priest and Limcho were the prey he had been waiting for for a long time. Before the prey could not move, the prey would run out by himself. He was already looking for the best time to take down the two of him.

No, to be more precise, this mysterious powerhouse in a cloak just wants to take himself.

And the breath he locked on Limjo was full of murderous aura.

He wanted to kill Limcho.

I kept Limjoo before, just to draw myself out.

Now that he has come out, he has no reason to keep Limjoo.

But the high priest was furious.

"How can the great spirit body that was re-cultivated with great difficulty be destroyed by you?"

The high priest finally no longer chooses to stand by.

"[Astarte]!"

This is an advanced necromantic magic that can manipulate death energy and manipulate death.

Through this magic, the high priest can forcibly corrode all living things, deprive all things of their vitality, and extract dead energy.

Gradually increase the power of this magic.

This magic is inseparable from the breath of death.

If there is no death energy, this magic will be useless.

Therefore, when this magic was first used, its power was weaker than that of primary magic. Only when the death energy accumulated enough, could it become more terrifying as the death energy reserve increased.

The High Priest has lived in the world for thousands of years. Ever since she raised [Magic Necromancer] to level 7 and was able to use superior necromancy magic, she has been using [Terrorist] frequently to squeeze the vitality of all things and collect the dead. Qi, used to enhance the power of its own necromantic magic.

For thousands of years, the high priest has accumulated a huge amount of death energy, making the power of the [Terrorist] magic also extremely terrifying. Once used, it can even turn the world into death energy. gathering place.

The sky here is covered with dark clouds because the high priest releases the dead energy that he has collected for thousands of years.

And the whistling black wind is the manifestation of the death air.

As a result, the black wind whistling in the sky and the earth suddenly turned into countless painful faces, forming a ghost-like death, overwhelming the sky and rushing in the direction of Xien.

"Huh?"

Sheehan raised his brows, and without any hesitation, he slashed a heavy slash, and with the sound of "clang", he forced the corpse dragon to retreat, and at the same time slashed towards the incoming death-qi storm.

"Pfft!"

Under the slash of the holy sword, the wraith-like death energy storm was not only split into two as fragile as paper, but also purified by the golden light shining on the holy sword, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"That sword is really weird."

The high priest's face sank again.

Sheehan looked at the high priest.

"Isn't it enough to just play with your pet? High Priest?"

Sheen's voice, who said so, was full of indifference.

"I have changed my mind." The high priest snorted coldly and said, "I want to train you into my corpse slave and make you a member of my undead army."

As he said that, a more intense and surging death energy burst out from the high priest's body.

Immediately, the sky became darker, and the howling wind became more ferocious, making this side of the world seem to have turned into hell, and there was a sound similar to howling Devil May Cry.

Facing this scene, the smile that had been hanging on Sheehan's face finally converged.

"Really?" Sheehan said lightly: "Since that's the case, I won't play anymore."

At the end of the speech, the terrifying magic power surged out of Sean's body.

The earth is shaking.

The atmosphere is shaking.

The air column formed by the huge magic power rose into the sky from Sheehan's body and went straight to the sky. It actually washed away the dark clouds in the sky and broke through the heavy death air.

"————!?"

The high priest's expression changed suddenly.

"Varied...!?"

Limcho was also taken aback.

At this moment, Sheehan no longer restrained and liberated the largest scale of magic.

"Roar!"

The corpse dragon roared in fury in the sky.

But this roar was exchanged for another more terrifying dragon roar.

"Roar--!!!"

This is a roar from the sky.

I saw that a pitch-black dragon suddenly rushed out of the scattered dark clouds, turned into a meteorite, swooped down, and slammed into the corpse dragon.

"Bam—!"

With a sound of explosion, the corpse dragon was knocked down from the sky by the black dragon, with a shocking wind and impact, like a cannonball, it fell heavily on the ground, smashed the ground, and set off dust and smoke.

"Roar!"

The black dragon took the place where the corpse dragon had been, and roared excitedly there.

That roar is far more terrifying than the corpse dragon, and it is stronger and more powerful.

"what!?"

This time, the high priest was also surprised.

On the other hand, Limchou opened his eyes wide when he saw the pitch-black dragon that suddenly fell from the sky.

That dragon...

"Adol's black dragon...!?"

Limjo recognized it.

It was Yulin who came.

"Roar--!!!"

You Lin soared in the sky, inciting the dragon wings, and the sound of the dragon's roar ran through the whole world like thunder, resounding in everyone's ears, and also set off a wave of air, which was terrifying.

The imposing manner of the ultimate monster king is like the power of heaven, suppressing the whole world, so that the high priest is no longer calm.

And Limcho was crazy.

"It's you! It's you—!!!"

Limcho finally discovered Sheehan's identity, and his heart was shocked, and then he was swept away by the surging anger and hatred, causing him to utter the most hysterical roar at Sheehan so far.

Sheehan's sarcastic voice immediately entered Limjow's ears.

"You found out too late, eldest young master."

After the words fell, the magic power that surged out of Sean turned into starlight.

"——With the vast magic power, attract the stars outside the sky——"

Sheehan chanted the spell of celestial magic without hesitation.

"—mansions are adorned with brilliance, and the horizons are full, obeying the dispatch of those who rule the night sky, showing the mystery and trajectory of the gods at this moment—"

"—that's light—"

"—that's the mighty power of the sky—"

"—so, shine, stars—"

"—so, come down, light—"

Sean's voice resounded through the sky.

"[Starry Arrays]!"

Starlight trembled suddenly.

One by one celestial bodies suddenly swept out from the starlight, like a stream of light, while emitting a radiance that dispels the entire darkness, while swept in the direction of the high priest and Limcho.

"Celestial magic...!?"

The high priest is indeed a necromancer who has lived in the world for thousands of years. Seeing the magic performed by Sheen, he immediately recognized him.

But just because he recognized this magic, the high priest was once again shocked.

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"How can that kind of magic that almost no one learns appear in this era...!?"

While the high priest's face changed continuously, he quickly grabbed the irrational Limcho, held the crystal ball high, and turned the death energy around him into human faces moaning in pain, ushering in the incoming celestial body.

The fierce battle between celestial magic and necromantic magic unfolds in this world.

The dazzling celestial body and the infiltrating human face collided together, creating an instant entanglement.

The celestial body exudes bright starlight, revealing light bands, trying to blow away the face.

The human face was blasted away, but it condensed and formed in an instant, screaming in pain and opening his mouth, trying to swallow the celestial body and deprive it of all its vitality.

The band of light scattered by the celestial body immediately surrounded the body, blasting away the face again and again, keeping the face away.

The human face is like a devil who is not afraid of death, constantly repeating the process of condensing, bursting, howling, and charging, fully demonstrating the weirdness and horror of necromancy.

Originally, in the face of the celestial magic that Sean squandered the most magic power, even the most advanced magic would collapse at a touch and would not last long.

However, the High Priest's [Terrorist] is a very special magic. The more death energy, the greater the power. Under the extremely distressed squandering of the High Priest, the endless death energy accumulated over thousands of years has been released. The power of this magic has also climbed to an astonishing level, and for a while, it was in a stalemate with Sheehan's [Spreading Star Array].

Sheehan is okay, although there are some accidents, but he will not lose his sense.

The high priest could not accept this result.

"[Terrorist] can't suppress that celestial magic...?"

The high priest's face was ugly.

After thousands of years of accumulation, she couldn't fight against a modern magician who used lost magic, which made it difficult for her to accept.

With an unbalanced mentality, the high priest wanted to drive the corpse dragon and let the corpse dragon blast the celestial magic with dragon breath.

Although, after death, the dragon breath of the corpse dragon no longer has the power to break through all defenses, but after its dragon breath is transformed into the breath of death energy, if it joins the battle, it will definitely bring a great increase to [Kong Terror]. , overwhelmed that celestial magic.

However, the high priest is doomed to fail.

Youlin had already been fighting with the corpse dragon, and even crushed the corpse dragon unilaterally.

"boom!"

In mid-air, the scorching breath of the pitch-black dragon easily broke through the breath of death, and slammed into the corpse dragon, causing the corpse dragon to burn all over and let out a painful howl.

"Roar!"

You Lin became more and more excited. Looking at the corpse dragon, her eyes were full of disgust and ferocity. With a shock, the dragon wings immediately swooped down again, knocking down the corpse dragon with one claw, causing the smoking corpse dragon to fall to the ground.

"Roar!"

Yulin stepped on the rotting dragon body of the corpse dragon, as if she was treating a dirty creature.

A pitiful legendary undead dragon was ravaged like this.

"hateful!"

A twist appeared on the thin face of the high priest.

at this time...

"Shh!"

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the high priest, causing his pupils to shrink.

"But so."

After a faint mockery, a golden sword light suddenly appeared.

"Pfft!"

The tearing sound resounded throughout the audience.

One arm flew into the sky, and was chopped down by the radiant holy sword.