It was a very strange feeling and emotion. Although everyone knew that the person who was desperately Avoid was the enemy, they still couldn't help but worry about him. The knights and priests were unconsciously attracted by the amazing skills displayed by the assassin and began to sweat for him. Every time they saw a dangerous moment, someone would even let out a soft gasp.
Surrounded by the crowd, [ Son of God ] Kaká stood tall.
From the beginning until now, he has remained remarkably calm. His handsome face still displays a charming smile, but the brilliance in his eyes, which seem to capture the very essence of the world, is growing ever brighter.
Those thirty-odd seconds felt like thirty centuries.
Gradually, the assassin in the distance, covered by the 'rain of dragon spears,' moved slower and slower.
Under Baresi's deliberate control, the space available for Avoid became smaller and smaller, to the point that the assassin could no longer run and could only keep changing his posture and position in place to Avoid. Finally, wounds began to appear on his body. The powerful wind from the Flame Dragon Spear was like a knife, cutting open fine and dense wounds on his body. People could only see afterimages constantly changing in place. Each time, they saw the dragon spear pierce through the assassin's body, but each time they would quickly realize that what was pierced was actually just an illusion left behind after the assassin rapidly changed his body shape.
This assassin possesses incredible coordination and agility.
This ability has far exceeded the limits of what people can imagine and understand.
"Has it reached its limit?" It's a pity that with such amazing skills, you insisted on opposing the Holy Church, and in the end, you couldn't even leave behind a complete corpse. Baresi was shooting down the deadly dragon spear with Holy Power surging in the void, couldn't help but show a trace of pity. He wasn't lamenting for this audacious assassin, but for the fact that such amazing skills could not be preserved.
"Pah! What a hypocrite!"
The assassin, constantly shifting his posture and leaving afterimages in the void, retorted disdainfully. Suddenly, a huge shield shimmering with sky-blue light appeared in his hand, completely enveloping his body. The Radiant Dragon Spear struck the giant shield, but failed to shatter it, only producing a series of deafening roars that shook the earth.
Under the frenzied impact of countless dragon spears carrying their inertia, the assassin, along with his shield, began to sink into the frozen, steel-like soil beneath his feet.
The knights and priests watching the battle could see the assassin, whose true face was concealed by a strange black mask, spitting blood from his mouth and nose, staining the black mask red. They watched as he was finally driven into the frozen ground like a nail in the impact, forming a huge crater with a diameter of more than three or four meters.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The radiant dragon spear, formed from Holy Power, crashed down relentlessly, disappearing into the pitch-black crater amidst a flurry of smoke, dust, and flying debris.
It wasn't until three or four minutes later that Baresi stopped attacking. The dragon spear formed from Holy Power remained still, and his eyes were fixed on the deep pit in the ground like lightning. However, the dust that filled the sky blocked everyone's vision. No one knew how deep the pit was, what the bottom was like, or whether the assassin with divine skills was alive or dead.
This time, Baresi did not send knights to search as he had done before.
Instead, he suddenly swayed and swooped down into the dark pit, displaying great skill and daring, determined to plunge into the massive, dark crater to investigate.
On the ground, all the knights and priests, including Kaká, were anxiously awaiting the outcome. For some reason, even though they knew that Baresi, as a Moon Class expert, would be in no danger, many felt that something ominous was about to happen.
Just then--
"Ahhh... By the gods... It's a necromancer... It's Necromancy..."
A hoarse voice, distorted by extreme terror, echoed from the deep pit. Then, the silver flames of Holy Power shot into the sky, but mixed within the Holy Power were wisps of a distinct grayish-white mist with a chilling blue hue. This mist exuded a sinister and bone-chilling aura, seemingly capable of freezing a person's blood in an instant.
"Oh my god, Necromancy, evil Necromancy!"
"That guy was a Necromancy... Necromancy, ahhh..."
"Damn it, damn it, how is this possible? How is this possible?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
The priests and knights on the ground immediately changed their expressions, exclaiming in disbelief as if they had discovered the most impossible thing in time. Their voices changed, and even the [ Son of God ] Kaká, who had been calm and charming with a smile, froze and frowned, no longer composed.
Because everyone could see that the wisps of gray-white and dark blue mist constantly overflowing from the deep pit, accompanied by the Light Holy Power, were none other than the evil, sinister, and terrifying Necromancy Magic Power.
Moreover, it was extremely pure Necromantic Magic Power.
Even with Kaká's ( the Son of God ) knowledge, he had never seen such pure Necromancy Magic Power. It was the most evil and terrifying power in the world, capable of corrupting everything.
Since its founding, the Holy Church has been locked in a life-or-death struggle with Necromancy. The reasons for this are buried in the dust of history, but many speculate that, besides the fact that Necromancy often associate with the dead and are hated by countless people, it is also related to the fact that the Necromancy's Necromantic Magic Power is the natural nemesis of the Holy Church's Holy Power. Given the Holy Church's domineering style of doing things, it would never allow any power in this world that could restrain them to exist.
Light and darkness are inherently interdependent and mutually restraining.
The same applies to the Light Holy Power and the Necromantic Magic Power; there is no absolute distinction between the two, their strength depends on the individual.
At this moment, the purity of the Necromantic Magic Power emerging from the deep pit far surpassed the Light Holy Power possessed by Baresi. The Necromantic Magic Power, which was grayish-white mixed with dark blue, was the symbol of the purest Necromantic Magic Power in the world. Even the Golden Holy Power of the [ Son of God ] was probably inferior to it. Perhaps only the Power of the God of Light possessed by the legendary Pope could rival it.
Therefore, in the blink of an eye, most of the silvery Light Holy Power that initially emerged from the deep pit was corroded and devoured by the weak Necromantic Magic Power, becoming weaker and weaker.
This means that in the battle beneath the pit, the divine master Baresi had instantly fallen into a disadvantageous position.
A series of urgent and angry shouts came from the deep pit. The people on the ground changed color. Just how powerful was this Necromancy that he could make Baresi, Moon Class expert, unable to resist in such a short time? Once Baresi was defeated, it was likely that everyone present today would die.
Kaká's expression hardened, and he was about to say something when, at that moment, another unexpected event occurred—
A terrifying surge of silver Light Holy Power rose into the sky, followed by a series of crashing and booming sounds. Then, a disheveled figure, faintly visible within the immense Light Holy Power, emerged from the giant pit and fled at top speed.
"It's Lord Baresi!"
"Lord Baresi has charged out..."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then a burst of grayish-white mist surged out, carrying with it a sharp, gleaming white Bone Spear. With a sharp whistling sound, it caught up with the fleeing Baresi in an instant, piercing his left chest and leaving a large, transparent hole in his body. A spray of blood and fragments of bone flew everywhere.
Thump!
Baresi fell from mid-air, blood gushing from his mouth, nose, and facial features; he was clearly severely injured.
"Protect the adults."
"Quickly protect Lord Baresi..."
At the prompting of Kaká, the [ Son of God ], the knights and priests of the Church swarmed over, surrounding the heavily injured and unconscious Baresi. They stared intently at the deep pit gushing with grayish-white Necromantic Magic Power, as if facing a formidable enemy. In the distance, a blurry figure could be seen leaping from the pit and standing in the distance. However, the surging Necromantic Magic Power, accompanied by the continuous whirring of bones, made it impossible to discern the figure's appearance or determine if it was the same archer with incredible skill from before.
tread!
Ta-da!!
Tap tap tap tap!!!
Clear yet heavy footsteps echoed, like giant hammers striking everyone's hearts, creating an atmosphere of extreme tension.
"Quickly! Set up Light Barrier!" Someone shouted, reminding the members of the Church.
A dozen priests uttered indistinct and obscure chants. The knights trod the ground, and silver Battle Aura emerged from beneath their feet, spreading like ripples. These rings combined with the immense Light Holy Power emanating from the priests, ultimately forming a massive silver light shield over a hundred meters in diameter. Silver runes spread and extended across the ground covered by the shield like vines, eventually merging with its edges to form a vast magical barrier of Light Holy Power.
At this moment, the terrifying Necromancy finally emerged from the dense fog formed by the rich Necromantic Magic Power.
Within twenty centimeters of him, a Bone Armor bone armor swirled and creaked, completely protecting him. His long, gray-white hair danced wildly, and his face was shrouded in Necromantic Magic Power, except for his eyes, which emitted a deep blue light, like two death lamps that sent chills down one's spine. He was tall and slender, holding a strange shield made of purple bones and skulls in his left hand and a pale white skull magic staff about half a meter long in his right. He was indistinct in the gray-white mist, terrifying beyond measure.
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