Duke of Grief

"Adam, stop them!"

At a glance at Selena's look, Latinia felt ill and hurriedly called her pope.

Walking with the Paladins on the street while watching the sky, Adam Dani heard the call from the gods and took a deep breath. He waved sideways to the Paladins behind him, indicating that they would go by themselves The town hall, while watching the neatly lined Paladins pass by, stomped.

I saw him taking another step, but this step was firmly on the air.

——[Traveling in the sky]!

At the same time, the empty left hand grips out of thin air, and a flail that is tangible but also has a certain sense of illusion condenses in the sky.

——【Psionic Weapon】!

"Drink!" As the old man, still vigorous, the pope glared, sighed, and waved his left hand.

The psionic flail flew towards the enemy, but the three enemies were unmoved, and just smiled.

The tyrannical **** also moved his body at this time, and then a set of black and red, the **** armor on his body slowly appeared everywhere, and saw the flail flying, with a contemptuous smile on his face, handy to block open.

Later, a long-handled warhammer appeared in his hand. Compared with the warhammer used by ordinary people, the hammer head of this hammer was much heavier, and the nail-breaker cone was sharper.

Sticking his tongue out and licking his lower lip, the tyrannical **** took a deep breath, "Ah, breath of death!"

He seemed to have seen the tragic sight of the city soon, and could not help but show an excited grin.

"Do it!" he said to his two companions.

Two of his companions raised the staff in their hands at the same time, and one of them chuckled: "No need to teach us!"

The old pope's face was quiet. At this moment, he snapped his fingers, and an arm condensed by psionic energy appeared after [Psionic Weapon], and held the flail tightly.

The psionic energy extended around the arm, just for a moment, an endless anger seemed to be burning in one eye, and a huge Paladin appeared beside the three men, and flicked the flail.

The tyrannical **** has a little curiosity in his eyes, but the pope is not his opponent.

I saw the mage's arm standing on his left side traverse, and a force field shield suddenly appeared beside him, but it was suddenly broken.

The mage's right index finger holding the staff was raised and pointed to the [Psionic Ally] summoned by the pope. The corner of his mouth was gently raised, and a ray was emitted from the fingertip and fell on the flail.

The flail disappeared, but the ‘palladin’ was still standing in the air, suddenly throwing his fist.

"But these are two spells," the old pope said softly, raising his scepter and pointing at another mage. The light in his eyes was faint, and the holy flame rose from the ground and rushed towards the mage in the sky.

At this time, the tyrannical **** suddenly fell from the sky, he did not intend to fight the pope, that was just wasting his power, and [eye of omniscience] asked him to come, but not to let him Those who consume power in this senseless battle...

"Boone, your opponent is me!!!"

Hearing this roar, the corners of the tyrannical god's mouth curled up, and the madness appeared in his eyes.

exactly! That's it, Latinia! Your opponent is me!

A golden light rose into the sky and collided with the front of the tyrannical god. Through the dazzling golden light, the tyrannical **** could see the rumored goddess who was not good at fighting wearing a set of gold-colored armor and his face covered by a mask. But he could still feel her anger.

"Hahahahahaha, yes, yes, yes! That's it!"

Latinia held the shield in one hand, clenching the flail in one hand, and glared at the tyrannical **** with her teeth, but at this time, she heard the riotous laughter of the tyrannical god.

"You're a **** with a tendency to inflammation! That black dragon's body is very strong, right? When you were lying on his bed with the **** on the ground at night, did you feel comfortable?" The tyrannical **** smiled distortedly, his eyes full of jealousy, Hatred and resentment.

After he said this, the world seemed to be in a silence, and everyone was quiet.

Seeing Latinia stunned on the spot, the tyrannical **** grinned loudly and raised a warhammer.

Latinia subconsciously raised a heavy shield to rush to defend, but the attack of the tyrannical **** was like a wave, getting faster and heavier and heavier.

"You guys should feel very cool, right? I know very well, you like the bitch!" The filthy words of the tyrannical **** kept blurting out and seemed to be completely mad.

But his offensive did not relax at all, but became more and more heavy. Latnia could only gritt her teeth to support him, and squeezed out a few words from the teeth: "You... damn!"

She summoned the help of elemental life in her heart, but the **** of tyranny just reached out and tapped in the air, and all elemental life around Wind City was expelled back to their elemental planes.

The power of [Exile] dismissed all of them back to the Elemental Plane, even if they were still in a ‘employment relationship’ with Latinia, but they could not help Latinia.

"Uh...ah!"

The brilliance of divine power spread on Latiniah's body, and a strong shock wave blasted forward with the shield in her hand as the center, blasting the tyrannical **** of the crazy attack.

At the same time, a strong magical force suddenly broke out on the ground. The [Magic Missile], which had been condensed and formed, rushed straight into the sky like a tornado, and bombarded the tyrannical **** with precision.

The two legendary mages in the sky simultaneously sighed and ripped off the black robe.

One is gray-haired and the other is a middle-aged with a solemn look.

The two of them simultaneously launched a "legendary stance". Part of the clothing and body of the old mage turned into nothingness, and the pupils were dark, but the middle-aged man separated the other from the body, but no matter how he looked at it No matter how you perceive it, you can't perceive the difference between'avatar' and the ontology.

"Remember my name, [void funeral] Edwards!" A light smile appeared on the old mage's face, but the endless maliciousness overflowed from him.

He raised the staff in his hand high, a small black ball condensed on the head of the staff, but after seeing this ‘little black ball’, the Pope gritted his teeth and glared.

That is, [Death Cloud Technique]!

"You can call me [Twin Phantom], as for the name...I don't think you need to know!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, both figures raised their arms at the same time and pointed to the sky.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the Thunder rolled in it.

"Run away, although I don't think you can escape." With the same two ruthless voices sounded, the thunder in the dark clouds fell from the sky, thinking that it would be like Thor's anger to drive his authority~www .NovelMTL.com~ Whipping the ground.

The old pope closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Countless rays of light extend from his back and flutter behind him, like the wings of an angel...

"Ah!!!" He opened his eyes suddenly, two rays of light erupted from his eyes, and the flickering light quickly solidified into six golden wings.

Using holy power to portray in the air, he instantly constructed a shield that could withstand all attacks and enveloped the entire Wind City.

"Naive!" The two legendary mages roared in unison, countless thunders fell, and the light outside the shield shone, but the city under the shield was unscathed.

In the sky, dozens of magic circles suddenly appeared, and the magic circles were slowly turning.

Seeing this scene, Latinia knew that Joanna was finally able to successfully activate the automatic defense system of ‘Mystique’.

"that's it?"