Mohgwyn Sacred Spear

The last time the Skyrim Strategy Team saw ocean waves was in Reed, on the coast. Having not followed Reed's developments for quite some time, everyone had almost forgotten about ocean waves. But now, under Mohg's command, they saw ocean waves again. No, it was a tsunami! Mohg's spilled blood transformed into a raging wave of fire, instantly engulfing the entire palace! This was the prayer of [Bloodflame]! [Mohg, the "Blood Monarch," offered his sacred prayer, reaching into the Mother of Forms, spewing her Bloodflame outward, igniting the flames.] [Upon encountering the True Mother, yearning for wounds, deep underground, Mohg's cursed blood transformed into flames—from that moment on, he deeply loved his innate defilement.] When they saw the burning blood sweeping in like a tsunami, everyone's hair stood on end. Even the Overlord Wolnir, whose [Wrath of the Gods] could attack the entire battlefield, saved it as Ultimate Skill. How could Mohg start with such a bombshell?! They all frantically tore open defensive magic scrolls. With no support magic specialists in the group present, they had to rely on the few scrolls they carried for defense, their hand speed reaching its absolute limit. An amber-colored circular protective shield instantly appeared around them. Even with the shield, no one dared to stand still and take the attack head-on; instead, they constantly dodged to the sides. Since the [Bloodflame] emitted Bloodflame, there would inevitably be areas where the Bloodflame were relatively less intense. Everyone used their eyesight to dart towards those areas, striving to minimize damage to the shield. "Whoosh!" The Bloodflame from the Mother of Truth made full contact with the shield. There were no dazzling special effects; only the Bloodflame continuing to burn on the shield and the protective magic rapidly fading in color. The remaining Bloodflame scattered on the ground burned fiercely; even touching them would likely cause unpredictable consequences. "[High-Rank Purification]!" Lu Lu Wo the magic wand hidden in her sleeve, and a soft magical light instantly enveloped her entire body. The Bloodflame clinging to the protective shield were pushed down by an external force, scattering to the ground. The effect of High-Rank Purification is to expel the target specified by the caster from their vicinity and also enhance their resistance to magical attacks. "This move works!" An attack covering the entire area means that its power will definitely be reduced, so the Bloodflame that fell on their protective shield can be cleared away! Seeing this, Ta Mi and the others also cast purification-type spells, but none of them could reach the high-level level, hovering only around the Mid Rank. Casting them twice in a row could barely achieve the effect of the high-level level. As an adventurer team that has begun to operate on a large scale, the Skyrim Strategy Team has internally released a set of spells and Weapon Skill that members must learn and a set of recommended skills, as well as a list of items that need to be carried during adventures. The number of required skills is not large, but they are all high-quality, such as the Oath of Sunlight and Flame Grant Me Strength and the Golden Tree Oath, as well as practical and low-cost small skills such as Rapid Healing and Low-Level Healing. Purification-type spells are naturally included in this list. The Skyrim Strategy Team members are broadly divided into professional roles, but if individually taken out to play in low-level matches, each one is an all-rounder. Of course, the consequence of this is that no one may be able to reach the pinnacle of any particular professional path, lacking specialization. "Be careful!" As the Bloodflame on the ground dissipated, everyone chose suitable positions and approached Mohg from all directions, but did not launch an attack rashly. So far, they could not discern the opponent's style. Mohg looked like a mage, but his strength was not lacking. That Blood King Fork looked like it could smash someone's head open in one hit. So this was the adventurers' probing phase. But Fudolin didn't care about all that now. After the previous exchange, she sensed Mohg's power, so she could not hold back. The opponent was an extremely powerful being. Although what was displayed in the Zane Dungeon might not be Mohg's true strength, it was still a completely deadly threat to the group at present. "Roar!" Fudolin Dragon Roar to the sky for the first time, her crimson scales pressing and piling up on her fists, forming exaggerated gauntlets reminiscent of a classic manga. With a powerful leap, she charged towards Mohg, leaving a trail of lava-like flames behind her! Mohg swiftly and decisively raised the Mohgwyn Sacred Spear, displaying the composure of a king, seemingly unaffected by the attack, much like an Alien of Empera. With merely a slight adjustment in angle, the Mohgwyn Sacred Spear had completely deflected Fudolin's attack! At the same time, Mohg slashed a Bloodflame claw mark in front of him. The claw mark instantly exploded on Fudolin's chest, shattering the piled-up scales and triggering a blood rush within her. "Ugh!" Fudolin sensed danger and quickly retreated. She had a premonition that if her scales hadn't blocked the attack and she had been hit head-on by the explosion, she would be bleeding profusely! Damn it! Despite her invincible physical strength, she had encountered this bizarre ability that ignored defense, making it impossible for her to fight freely. As she retreated, Mohg finally took a step forward, actually wielding the Mohgwyn Sacred Spear in pursuit! Each swing was powerful and heavy, carrying the immense force to split mountains and shatter rocks, completely different from the elegant swordsmanship of the Blood Noble. Fudolin didn't try to meet his attacks head-on, but instead used her mobility to move around Mohg. Unexpectedly, he flicked his hand, splashing out several crisscrossing rivers of blood, and his giant-like body moved through these rivers with lightning speed, appearing beside Fudolin in the blink of an eye without moving! Since he was the king of the Blood Noble, it wasn't a big deal that Mohg could move quickly using blood; it made perfect sense! The thick holy spear collided with the Dragon Scales, sending fragments flying as Fudolin was sent flying backward, crashing through several stone pillars before finally coming to a stop. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" As the building collapsed with a deafening roar, kicking up dust, a red light emerged from the smoke. Ta Mi appeared behind Mohg, holding a bouquet of Vanley's flowers, and unleashed the Blood Tax Weapon Skill on the enemy's back. He had witnessed the power of this move; if the same power were applied to Mohg, it would significantly reduce the pressure of the entire battle. However, his opponent also played with blood. Mohg didn't even acknowledge Ta Mi, his body flashing as he moved away along the river of blood. Ta Mi stumbled forward, the remaining blood beneath his feet suddenly bursting into Bloodflame, instantly engulfing him and obscuring his vision. The Skyrim Strategy Team launched their attack at this moment, wisely choosing ranged attacks. Mohg unleashed claw marks in all directions, the next second a complex web of Bloodflame claw marks erupting around him, weaving into a dazzling defensive net, swallowing the adventurers' attacks and instantly obscuring them. It looked like a one-sided battle, filled with oppressive tension for the adventurers. But as the claw marks disappeared, Mohg didn't attack Lu Lu Wo and the others. Instead, he suddenly turned to defend himself, because Fudolin had appeared beside him without his noticing, slamming down with an even larger fist! This was Lu Lu Wo's tactic: using her attacks to obscure Mohg's vision, allowing Fudolin to get close. Useless! Mohg raised his holy spear and steadily caught the attack. The spear trembled slightly under the increasing pressure of the punch, showing no signs of fatigue. But just then, a lava explosion suddenly occurred in front of Mohg. Not a single explosion, but a series of explosions! Fudolin's fist, formed from stacked Dragon Scale, unleashed tremendous power under the layered force of the lava explosions—this was the solution she had devised to counter Mohg's defense. This move had actually injured her! Before the explosions had dissipated, Fudolin retreated from Mohg's vicinity, regrouping the Dragon Scale on her arm. A smile spread across her face. As long as she continued to use this tactic, there was still a chance of victory. She truly was a genius! "Well done!" The Skyrim Strategy Team cheered for her. "Three." Mohg's voice suddenly appeared. At the same time, everyone was enveloped in a crimson halo, as if it were a symbol of some kind of ritual. "What's this?" Everyone looked towards the center of the explosion and saw Mohg holding up the Mohgwyn Sacred Spear with both hands.