I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

Zhang Xuansheng finally knew why the Pope faced Mebis's attack, so he could arrest himself so quickly and block him.

Co-authoring this old man is simply a magic weapon!

And looking at his golden fighting energy, it was obviously different from the ordinary fighting energy cultivators he had seen before. It couldn't be said that it was also a special technique that borrowed sacred objects for cultivation.

Mebis didn't react to Pope Gregory's attack. Shouldn't our mages chant to each other in harmony, and make big moves?

Why did you cut up with a sword?No rules!

Fortunately, she is not an ordinary mage, she has reached the pinnacle in magic, facing the pope's attack, opened the smallest defensive circle at the contact point.

This precise control ability did not waste a single trace of Mana, but played the greatest defensive effect, making the Pope look at him.

Zhang Xuansheng watched the two with gusto. During the hedging process, those powerful airflows could always avoid him inexplicably. If there was a piece of popcorn, it would be even better.

But before he waited for a few breaths, he suddenly felt a whirl of heaven and earth, and he had hit a dark ray released by Mebis...

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Outside the cube, the third to eighty-sixth souls are bombarding the big formation frantically.

Knight Commander Lancelot is directing the Paladins to prepare large-scale combined combat skills, while the magicians are seizing the time to restore their magic power.

Although the Pope confessed that Jeanne should be in charge of the overall situation, her responsibility is actually to maintain the Pope's sacred protection of the large defensive circle that protects the holy city.

After all, she had never touched any military knowledge before crossing, especially this kind of magical war. After becoming a saint, she had received some training, but she had no war experience.

At the moment the magicians are still arranged by Bishop Spencer, she is not very able to get involved.

"Bombard this spot with me."

In the air, the third spirit raised his hand to signal the others to stop attacking, and then bombarded the designated point with him. That was the weakness he found.

I have to say that the magic circle built by millions of wizards is really strong, and coupled with the protection of the Pope's big prophecy, it is very strong.

Except for the seventh and eighth spirits, the other four are also magicians in the 13th order, equivalent to the attacks of four fairy monarchs and two true fairy peaks, but they can't help this big formation.

At this time, the third spirit discovered the weakness, and under the bombardment, the large array made a clicking sound, which made people tremble.

Joan quickly used big prophecy to strengthen that part, and fine sweat stains appeared on her white forehead.

Knight Commander Lancelot has been longing for a war of the century, but when the war really came, he felt even more aggrieved.

He is a fighting qi cultivation genius who came out of the kingdom of God once in thousands of years, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the thirteenth order. If he is singled out, he feels that as long as he rushes forward, he can completely kill the strongest opponent.

But now because of the exchange of offense and defense, they must give priority to protecting the holy city. This is the place of faith in the kingdom of God and there is no room for loss.

But now it seems that if it is blindly defensive, it is always passive, so that the consumption of the mages and the saint is too great, and there will be no fighting ability afterwards.

Others don't know that, as the confidant of the Pope, he naturally knows many things. For example, the cube in the sky is limited in time. After all, energy will not be generated out of thin air, and there will be no consumption when trapped people resist shock waves.

Although the Pope is very strong, and may even be one of the strongest popes in history, it is still a bit unrealistic to say that the Pope alone and Zhang Xuansheng can win Mebius.

So they must solve the mess outside before the delay under the pope's crown ends, so that they can gather the power of everyone and focus on attacking Mebis.

This is also the reason why he keeps the Paladins on standby. Mebis is the ancestor of the magic way. No matter how strong the combined attack power of the Mage Legion is, you can't expect to kill Mebis with magic, because her understanding of magic is anyone. It's hard to reach.

"Spencer, you are responsible for cooperating with the saint to maintain the big formation, Claude, you gloomy fellow go up with me!"

Lancelot shouted, no longer passively defending.

"They should all be burned to death on the stake."

Crowder, the director of the Heresy Tribunal, walked out and looked at the souls in the sky with a bright smile.

When Joan saw this man, her brows were unsearchable. She had heard about this director. Although most of the arrested people were indeed guilty, the way they were punished was extremely cruel, and it was not like a priest. The behavior.

When he walked by her side, she could smell the corpse smell on the other side.

Lancelot took off on the spot, and stepped on a large pit on the marble in the square. The fiery red vindictiveness pulled a long strip behind him, like a spear against the sky.

"The crimson source, the dark curtain, the dead hidden in the shadows, your servant offers to you...the blood of all souls as a sacrifice, and my soul as a guide to awaken your power."

The third soul just finished singing, and wanted to release a thirteenth-order black magic, bombarding it at the weak point of the magic circle, but temporarily changed its direction.

Because he perceives that powerful fighting energy energy, if the opponent gets close, he will definitely not end well.

A void door appeared, wrapped in heavy purple-black shackles, as if it was locked with something that must never be alive, but now the chains trembled and shattered, and then a deadly tentacles stretched out, pointing downwards. Lancelot.

Lancelot didn't evade, his vindictiveness exploded.

"Holy Sword!"

He shouted, his whole body's fighting spirit merged into one. When the red light was unified, he turned into a flame holy sword, pierced the tentacle straight and shattered it.

This phenomenon greatly boosted the morale of the Divine Kingdom Legion below, while the spirits in the air were slightly disturbed, especially the two spirits with only rank twelve, and they couldn't help taking two steps back.

The third spirit was very calm. He knew that the other party seemed relaxed, but in fact the vindictiveness that was consumed just now was by no means small, and only one or two rushed up, to no avail.

Lancelot is undoubtedly a talented person. When he was tested as a child, he found that he not only possessed an outstanding talent for fighting spirit, but also a talent for magic.

But in the end he chose to practice fighting spirit, because he felt that the magician had to chant the spell for a long time, which was too long.

Real men should directly raise weapons and kill people, just do it!

This is also the strong point of fighting spirit practitioners in small-scale combat. In one-to-one combat, they don't need to chant. As long as the close mage can issue an attack in the same time, it is definitely better than the mage!