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The dead knight's armor was still intact. Only his face had turned black, and there were charcoal-like things stuck to the holes where he breathed.
One could imagine that when the knight fell, he had been spewing fire from his mouth. These flames were formed when the knight burned his own body fat. His teeth were carbonized, and in the flames that were spewed out, the charcoal stuck to the metal mask.
This knight had turned himself into a ball of Purgatory Fire.
Burning like a sacrifice, this knight could not be saved by divine spells. Not even Dinicio could do anything. He could only watch as the knight was burned to death.
"This is the divine spell of the God of Purgatory?" Salin asked Nicholas.
"Yes. Many of the divine spells of the God of Purgatory are sacrificial and curse-type. The human heart has a dark and evil side. This God of Purgatory will always have a loophole. But Master, you don't have to worry. The curse of the God of Purgatory is different from that of the God of Light. It requires a huge loophole in the depths of the cursed person's heart. "
Salin nodded. Mages were usually strong-willed. This type of skill was mainly targeted at Warriors.
This included the factor of mental strength. Mages had much stronger mental strength, so they were more resistant to curses. Needless to say, he knew that an ordinary Level 11 Wizard's mental strength was not as strong as his. Moreover, he had an Interspatial Ring. With the Interspatial Ring, even a Level 12 Wizard's mental strength could not be compared to his.
"What about your Minor Prophecy?" Salin suddenly asked.
"Minor Prophecy is not a curse, nor does it borrow the power of gods. Although it is not as domineering as Greater Prophecy, it attacks without leaving a trace. It is still very destructive to mages, "Nicholas answered. Seeing Salin in deep thought, Nicholas said, "Master, you have the Destiny Puppet. Minor Prophecy will not cause any harm to you, nor will it affect your skills."
Salin was relieved. He had seen the ability of Minor Prophecy before. It did not kill directly, but affected some rules of fate. Such an effect would be fatal in battle.
But this skill had to affect the person being prophesied invisibly. It would affect the soul first, and then the environment.
This skill had no effect on Salin, but in reality, it was an ability that could be upgraded infinitely. And the Great Prophecy Spell was influenced by the gods. For example, the Pope's Great Prophecy technique could only be capped at level fifteen.
The Pope had yet to use the Great Prophecy Spell on Salin. This skill was obviously very damaging to the Pope.
"Logic … So it's Material Logic!" Salin suddenly understood the principle of Little Prophecy. Nicholas looked at his lord in surprise. This kind of enlightenment was envied by all mages.
It seemed that Salin was indeed not suited to be a mage. If he were a mage, his achievements would probably be even higher than Dinicio's.
Minor Prophecy first worked on the soul, but it was within the realm of material logic. This was something that many mages couldn't comprehend in their lifetime. Moreover, Salin had described it in magic language, which was very accurate.
"If that's the case, then the Purgatory Curse really isn't much. My Thunderous Skill can dispel it at any time. If I've mastered the Thunderous Domain, then using this skill in front of me is just courting death!" Salin was suddenly enlightened, and his fear of Baudelaire lessened.
As they continued forward, more and more knights fell to the ground. They died in various ways, all from the curse. The similarity was that these knights' armors didn't seem to have any injuries on the surface.
When Salin saw more than a hundred corpses, he started to frown.
"Nicholas, does this Purgatory Curse have any negative effects? I see that Baudelaire seems to be using it without any qualms! "
Nicholas smiled bitterly. "My Lord, this skill's backlash is also targeted at the Purgatory God. Baudelaire is the sacrifice, so it has nothing to do with him. He's just killing people, and the benefits he gets are limited."
Hearing this, Salin finally understood why Dinicio was so worried about Baudelaire. This skill was too much of a threat to ordinary people. Not everyone had Salin's skills and luck, and wasn't afraid of such curses.
Most of the people around Salin were also immune to this curse.
For ordinary people, there was no way to defend against such damage. Dinicio was worried that Baudelaire would frequently attack the believers of the Holy Church. Anyway, Baudelaire could use such an attack at will.
In other words, if Baudelaire ran all over the continent, hunting down low-level believers, or ordinary nobles and commoners, it would create a great disaster.
"Everyone, pay attention. If you encounter Baudelaire, find a way to kill him. Don't let him leave the Giant's Graveyard." Salin no longer looked at the corpses, and gave the order to kill Baudelaire.
The seven subordinates agreed, and the demons moved closer to the center. The team didn't advance toward the center of the Giant's Graveyard, but went around it and continued to search for ancient battlefields or abandoned cities.
Salin was now sure that this was not the Myers Continent Plane.
Although it was possible for a hidden ancient battlefield to appear on the plane of the Myers Continent, this giant's graveyard was too big. According to the calculations of the magicians, the hidden space on the Myers Continent was only 1% of the size of the continent. The land here was almost as big as an empire.
Maybe this was another place like the King City of the Abyss. Salin sped up. He chased after Pope Dinicio's footsteps.
After chasing for almost a day, more than three hundred people around the Pope had died. But Baudelaire didn't stop. His resentment was deep in his bones. As long as he existed, he would launch endless attacks against the Holy Church.
Moreover, after believing in the God of Purgatory, Baudelaire wouldn't have any sense of morality. Any believer would become his target. Salin even understood that Baudelaire wouldn't let go of even the believers of the Goddess of Nature.
This was resentment against the gods, even though Baudelaire himself believed in the gods.
Salin didn't want Baudelaire to kill the believers of the Goddess. It would be better if he didn't know about this, but if he knew, he must stop it.
Walking around the energy shield in the center of the graveyard, Salin finally saw the team of the Holy Church in the distance.
The team of the Holy Church had lost almost half of its members, and there were still more than one thousand three hundred people left. Salin didn't expect such a result. Baudelaire had killed almost eight hundred Horsemen along the way. Even Salin was shocked by the speed at which he was killing.
After all, these knights still had forty-nine red-robed bishops and Dinicio, who had three Divine Weapons.
Baudelaire was right behind these experts, hunting one target after another.
Salin observed from a distance of eighty miles, but he couldn't find any trace of Baudelaire. No wonder the Pope couldn't do anything. Even Salin's Elemental Eye couldn't see Baudelaire's tracks.
Salin shrunk the range of the Puppet Star to avoid overlapping with Dinicio's domain.
Although Salin was careful, he could see Dinicio's eyes looking in his direction. It seemed that Dinicio's three Divine Weapons could cover a wider range than he imagined.
It didn't matter. Salin already knew Dinicio's strength. Without the three Divine Weapons, Salin had the strength to fight him. With the three Divine Weapons, they couldn't do anything to each other.
Dinicio had indeed discovered Salin. Although Salin's Puppet Star had been put away and the range of control had shrunk to a dozen miles, the God Grace Scepter could still feel Salin's familiar aura.
There was no need to fight Salin anymore. This was Dinicio's thought. Salin's skills were too strange. Fighting this mage, Dinicio had to use all his energy. He couldn't relax even for a moment.
If he wanted to kill Salin, he could wait until he reached level-twelve and completely digested the two Oracles.
Dinicio didn't know that his thoughts were because he was afraid of Salin. After all, Dinicio felt like he had died once when Salin pierced his heart with a finger.
Rafael was definitely not as simple as a level-ten mage. He had created a skill that could harm souls, which made people like Dinicio fear Salin. However, Salin and Dinicio didn't think about this.
Even if one didn't die after being hit by the Crystal Finger, there would be serious repercussions. If Dinicio lost the three Divine Weapons, he might even run away now and never dare to face Salin again.
Before this, no mage had studied a skill that specifically targeted believers.
Salin slowed down, but he still had the energy to search for equipment and materials. At the same time, he stared at the Vatican's team. He wanted to see how Baudelaire would hunt and kill the believers of the Vatican.
Suddenly, a demon fell on his back. Intense flames spewed out from his armor.
Salin raised his hand and shot out a lightning icicle. Baudelaire actually attacked his own subordinates!
The lightning icicle drew an extremely complicated arc in the air, constantly chasing after the target that Salin had locked on to. Baudelaire had killed a demon, and Salin had discovered his tracks.
A crack in space appeared a hundred meters in front of Salin. Baudelaire's face appeared and he smiled evilly at Salin.
Buzz!
Longbow Seven Nights let out a cry. The Elven Spatial Arrow was automatically shot out. Eleanor was already prepared. The arrow broke through the crack in space and accurately nailed Baudelaire's face.
"Salin, you can't kill me!" Baudelaire let out a sharp cry as if he had turned into a bird. His mouth also protruded and became like a hard beak. However, birds didn't have teeth. Baudelaire's mouth was full of sharp teeth. There were also pitch-black bloodstains on the teeth.
The Elven Spatial Arrow destroyed the crack in space. Eleanor's arrow technique was perfect.
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