[First Update]
The dozen or so mages behind the Third Inquisitor turned pale with fright. Their skills were all support skills that could double the attributes of a powerful warrior or mage. But in a fight, these mages were completely useless.
In order to achieve powerful auxiliary abilities, these mages had to pay the price of not being able to use any offensive magic.
Salin didn't want to keep these scourges alive. Although these mages had no offensive abilities, if they really worked together with the Chief Judge, it would be fatal.
The Third Chief Judge's soul was wrapped in a blood ball. He had already lost his way in the endless night. Wrapped in Salin's Water Shield, he could no longer break out. Finally, he was shaken by the sound of thunder, and suddenly his soul became weak. The blood ball that wrapped his soul dispersed and was expelled by the Water Shield.
Neris was stunned. Salin killed the Third Chief Judge without waiting for her to do anything. She was still not used to this. Salin wasn't weak in the past, but every time he fought, he always let Neris be the main force. Now that Salin and Shika were working together, Neris had no chance to attack.
Salin casually grabbed the soul of the Third Chief Judge. Only then did Neris wake up and put the soul of the Third Chief Judge into the Scarlet Soul Tower.
Her Scarlet Soul Tower was also a temporary creation. It was better to destroy it before. After storing such a soul, it almost burst.
The bald head of the Third Chief Judge was blown up by Salin, and his body fell down. In the sky, from the divine light that shot down from above, an angry voice roared.
Salin said to Neris indifferently: "Follow me."
Salin then pounced on the auxiliary mages, while Shika pounced on the ground. The Third Chief Judge's Wings of Divine Kingdom was still waving wildly, trying to fly. But without the command of the Chief Judge, this divine artifact had no autonomous spirit, so it could no longer soar in the sky.
As Shika approached, the Wings of Divine Kingdom refused to give in. Although the spirit could not be awakened, it still relied on instinct and waved a pair of fiery red energy wings to attack Shika.
Shika casually took out the ancient tree. With a shake, it became more than seven meters long and smashed towards the Wings of Divine Kingdom.
The wings of the Divine Kingdom was smashed by the ancient tree and fell heavily to the ground. Shika's figure flickered, and he caught up with the wings of the divine kingdom, which were still burning. He grabbed it with his bare hands and stuffed it into his cloth bag.
The Wings of God Kingdom could no longer resist in the sack. The flames were extinguished, and it turned into a small statue. The statue looked like a pure white demon. It was unknown which race it belonged to, but it had a pair of red wings on its back.
Neris was even faster than Salin. Before the mages could react, Neris had already rushed into their midst. Now that Neris was at the tenth level, her grey memory could easily lock onto these low-level mages, and it didn't even require much spiritual power.
Nelis thrust her spear randomly. There was no pattern to it, it was just fast. Her speed was incomparable to that of the mages. When Salin rushed up, there were only six mages left. Shika's triangular bone shard had already beheaded the six powerful knights and flew towards the mages.
Salin only released an ice bomb and fireball. The rest of the mages had already been killed by Shika and Neris.
The triangular bone shard flew to the ground and was caught by Shika's hand. He sniffed it. Shika smiled and nodded, stroked the bone shard with his hand, and praised: "Well done. Don't eat anything. Those mages are all dirty."
The bone shard emitted a cheerful resonance. Shika carefully inserted the bone shard into the equipment slot on his belt, put away the ancient tree, picked up his staff again, and flew up again.
The dozens of mages saw that the Third Chief Inquisitor had been killed. They had no choice. They would die if they went back, so they simply rushed towards Salin.
Salin casually arranged thousands of icicles in the air and smashed them down.
These icicles had their own lightning patterns. Although they couldn't release lightning attacks, they could destroy magic defenses. The icicles were shot one after another. Neris was frightened and stopped. Salin's icicles were not the Drum of Fear, they didn't distinguish between friend and foe.
For the first time, Salin experienced the benefits of absolute suppression. The dozens of mages were shrouded in his attack range. He could lock on with his spiritual power, so that all targets couldn't escape the attack of the icicles.
The angry roar in the sky was still there. Salin looked up and shouted: "Shut up!"
His voice was mixed with the sound of thunder and went straight to the sky. This was a type of sound magic. It was originally a wind magic, but Salin had his own unique lightning rule, so he could transmit the sound of thunder even in a vacuum. Of course, it couldn't be in an absolute vacuum.
The roar in the sky was interrupted by Salin. Suddenly, there was no trace of it. Even the divine light that covered the sky pit from top to bottom disappeared. Salin sneered. Something that wasn't even a magic of Arrival wanted to scare him away?
After advancing to level ten, Salin's vision became broader. He could easily calculate some skills that he didn't know. If he thought that an oracle or a god's avatar was coming, of course he would choose to escape. But this sound was only the resonance of divine power across the plane. Not to mention that the God of Light was only a level fifteen god, even if he practiced to level eighteen, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Human geniuses could practice to level eighteen in three or five thousand years. If a god wanted to advance one level, it would take millions of years.
Salin used the sound of thunder to break the god's roar. The mages didn't have any power to borrow, so they were suppressed by Salin's icicles.
Salin's icicles were instantaneous, so the consumption of magic strings was negligible to him. Its attack power was also only level six. If the power of the thunder pattern was taken into account, it could barely be considered a high-level magic. These mages could defend against a single icicle, but when thousands of icicles came crashing down one after another, the divine protection released by these mages was on the verge of collapse.
Salin saw that a round of icicles couldn't kill these mages, so he simply waved his hand again. This time, with the power of the elemental badge, more than three thousand icicles floated in the sky and shot down one after another.
Before Salin advanced, he had been studying this icicle because the people of the Holy See always won with numbers, which was annoying. This icicle only consumed magic strings equivalent to a level six magic spell. Every time he gathered 1,800 icicles, it only consumed magic strings equivalent to a level nine magic spell.
The death of these mages was only a matter of time. There were no strong people near the Holy See, and it would take at least half an hour for reinforcements to arrive. At least, Salin's Elemental Eyes didn't find any signs of powerful enemies approaching. Salin casually threw a scroll to Neris. Neris took the scroll and flew to the edge of the sinkhole.
The Holy See used magic to change the terrain at the edge of the sinkhole. A slope with a somewhat large angle, more than ten meters wide, slanted into the sinkhole. Neris came to the top of the slope, unfolded the scroll, and a huge ice bomb bombarded down, carrying white flames.
This ice bomb was more than three meters in diameter, but the flames wrapped around it were more than ten meters long. The ice bomb hit the slope, causing it to collapse. Neris saw that there was no way out in the sinkhole, so she simply landed on the ground and began to look for the mages who had set up the divine rune array.
Salin watched from the sky alone, while his followers split up to deal with the warriors and mages of the Holy See. In order to set up the huge divine rune array in the sinkhole, a total of more than seven thousand people were invested. Otherwise, the Holy See wouldn't have to change the terrain and build a slope at the edge of the sinkhole.
These seven thousand people would be considered elites on the battlefield, but in the sinkhole, the terrain was complicated, and there were huge rocks everywhere. It was impossible to form a joint attack. Zola and Sue were like fish in water in this environment. Eleanor simply flew back to Salin's side on her elven wings.
"Eleanor, it's great that you advanced." Salin praised.
Eleanor only smiled. She had spent a hundred years to advance, and then spent some time practicing archery. This was all thanks to the demonic magic book that Salin had given her. Although she was burdened by this human body, there were some benefits. It was just that the body of an elf made it difficult for her to practice Salin's mysterious skills.
Although the bodies of elves were beautiful, many of their skills were related to their bloodline. The skills developed by humans were still the most powerful when used by humans. For example, if a human practiced Draconic magic, it would be less than one-tenth of the power of a dragon's Draconic magic.
If she used the body of an elf to practice, she wouldn't be able to grasp the laws of lightning even after a thousand years.
"Salin, why do you still continue to kill?" Eleanor pointed at the bottom of the sinkhole. The warriors and mages were far from being a match for these followers. This wasn't a battle at all, but a massacre.
"Believers can only be eliminated physically. Besides, Winter and Nicholas both need manpower. It's good to capture some. "
Eleanor nodded. There were also wars of faith in the Elf Plane, and they were equally cruel. Fighting for believers was something that happened in every plane. Unless it was the most primitive plane, where gods hadn't been born or invaded.
The battle in the sinkhole had yet to end. On the coast of the Tanggulas Empire, under a huge mountain, in the headquarters of the Inquisition, the Second Chief Judge who had been summoned back had a cold expression. In front of him was the arbiter who came to report the news. He was the new subordinate of the Chief Judge.
The Chief Judge had been heavily injured and revived with the help of God's Position. Although the body of the Holy Infant would give the Chief Judge more power, he wouldn't be able to fight for half a year, let alone leave the headquarters.
And at this time, the Third Chief Judge died. In the secret room under the church, the soul image controlled by the Chief Judge completely collapsed. The soul of the Third Chief Judge had been destroyed.
"What did the Chief Judge say?" The Second Chief Judge's voice was rather straight, without any human emotions.
"The Lord hopes that you can go to Black Prison again and ask for help. Most of the strength of the Inquisition is in Great Liang City, and it's difficult to mobilize them. "
"Black Prison?" The Second Chief Judge's voice didn't change, but he felt conflicted. He was a little afraid of the Warden. Without the Chief Judge accompanying him, he really didn't want to step on Black Prison Island.
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