Soul of Negary - 244. Chapter 240

“Come on, hurry up!”

All kinds of shouts rang frantically, and a large number of knights used all magical skills without hiding, and rushed towards that block.

“Don’t kill me, I am…” A monster has the upper body of a middle-aged man. The lower body of this middle-aged man seems to have melted and merged with the monster.

Seeing the knight holding up the knight sword standing in front of him, the middle-aged man shouted frantically, as if he had some special identity, but all this was of no avail. The knight sword still slashed down mercilessly, connecting him and The monsters cut off together.

Only at this time, the summoning ceremony was almost complete.

There are a large number of black lines made up of unidentified substances around Birosius, covering the surrounding blocks. These lines shimmer and look extraordinarily gorgeous.

As soon as these lines appeared, they were injected into Birosius, and a large amount of information began to interact. What Birosius had, and what he had, began to communicate.

This time there was still too little prepared for the summoning. There was neither a descendant nor a sacrifice, so in order to see the bloom of truth, Birothius had completely madly used himself as a carrier.

After obtaining the magic rituals out of the finger teachings more than ten years ago, Biro Xius has been hunting fingers to gain the power of the evil god.

But because he lacks the necessary knowledge, he doesn’t have any other magic, and the use of the power of the evil god has always been relatively low-end injecting it into his body, thereby gaining strong strength and defense.

This was an extremely waste of the power of the Heretic God, but over the years, it also allowed Birothius’ body to adapt to the power of the Heretic God, which could barely be used as a vehicle for descending.

“Let go of restrictions and never let evil descend on the earth.” The archbishop raised the scepter in his hand, and the hot light radiated from the ruby at the top. Those rays of light were like sharp arrows, which were flying wildly under the control of the archbishop.

The light bloomed, everything that was obstructed was destroyed, turned into blue smoke, and the surrounding buildings were shattered, breaking the obstacles of the terrain.

This is God’s Muyuan. In normal times, as shepherd dogs, they all maintain restrictions and try not to cause damage. Large-scale, powerful attacks have never been used.

But at this moment, they didn’t care about it anymore. The knights were shining with all kinds of light, and the priests’ magical skills used for various amplitudes were constantly falling on the knights, causing their strength to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Unlike knights who use holy water to strengthen their bodies, receive the blessings of glory and the red sun mark, etc., the priests of the Sun Shadow Church do not have a clear level.

They need to condense a structural imprint in their soul through faith to carry divine art. Every time they pray to God, it is a process of resonance. The imprint in their soul will become more and more complicated. The more divine arts carried.

Therefore, the priest can use more than five times that of knights who use their body to carry the magic. In some areas, the profession of fighting priests is still reserved. They exercise the memory of fighting, hold a mace, and pass a lot of magic. Blessing, their combat power is even more terrifying than a knight, and while fighting, they can restore their physical strength and heal their injuries through magical techniques.

However, the Sunshade Church in Lowe Town, because of “a peace” for too long, the priests began to enjoy it. They were not interested in training their skills like knights day after day.

With a lot of magical blessings, the knights began to rampage, constantly approaching Birosius. After meeting the knights, those black lines instinctively stretched into their armor, established contact with them, and began to communicate.

But glory blessed and became a hindrance. Their beliefs formed a spiritual barrier and guarded their hearts.

The knight sword is attached to a large number of divine arts, as well as the alien expulsion technique in the divine arts, causing these black lines to continue to collapse.

Chromie lowered his head, holding an ordinary iron sword in his hand, his eyes flickered with hesitation. Although his swordsmanship can be called powerful, it seems that everyone is too weak in the face of these inhuman existences.

In the chapter of sacrifice, there are many sacrifice rituals that can make him strong quickly.

The sacrifice magic in the chapter of sacrifice is divided into two types, one is a permanent sacrifice similar to the ability of the sacrificial smell to obtain spiritual vision, and the other is a one-time sacrifice, such as the sacrifice of fingers. In the direct flight, it is like an arrow. The introduction means that as long as it is in the shooting range, it can make the fingers penetrate all defenses.

In addition, there are many abilities such as sacrificing eyeballs, skins, and skeletons.

This kind of sacrifice is a one-off, and at the cost of losing something forever, it can burst out a very powerful magic.

The final chapter of the one-time sacrifice is the sacrifice of the soul.

The final chapter of the permanent sacrifice is the proof of the sacrifice, which is said to be able to transform a person into a god in an instant.

Of course, Chromie never intends to use this kind of sacrifice, because the more he gains, the more he loses. The price of becoming a god is beyond his ability to bear.

“At the cost of the physical mutilation, release a one-time magic to kill Birosius.” Chromie is constantly weighing whether this matter is worthwhile. Sacrificial magic does not pray to the evil god for power, even if it is discovered, the most is But it was taken away by the Sun Shadow Church, and no punishment will be given.

“Is it worth it?” There was a dazed look in Chromie’s eyes. People can always hurt others easily, but when they want to hurt themselves, it is so difficult to do.

“My name…” A large number of black silk threads receded and poured into Birothius’ body, or Cthulhu, has come to this world: “Baldimo!”

His body changed, and a large number of thin lines floated around him, allowing him to slowly float in the air.

With Baldimo’s announcement, the name resounded in the ears of the people who were mobilizing in the shrinking house. This name seemed to have magical powers, which made people remember.

This is also a kind of communication. When the information that belongs to Baltimore begins to flow out with his name, ordinary residents also establish a link with him, and the information that belongs to them begins to flow to Baltimore.

Chromie, who was not far away, naturally did not escape the catastrophe. It was no longer something he was reluctant to bear. He raised his hand and pointed his finger at Baldimo who was floating in the air.

The knights also rushed towards Baldimo, but afterwards, Baldimo opened his eyes, and two flashes of light hit the knight’s body. The armor was squirming, the body was squirming, and the blood was squirming. Everything about the knight was in. Wriggling, and quickly became unrecognizable.

Chromie endured the flow of various thoughts in his mind and activated his own sacrifice magic.