The lightning dragon on the ground twisted in pain. This lightning dragon was more than thirty meters long, and its eyes were constantly shooting out electric currents. The dark silver patterns on the surface of its body were also releasing lightning.
Nelis was now in the form of a little demon. After devouring the Demon God's skeleton, her body had changed a little. She had become stronger and smoother. Now, the green magic patterns on the surface of Nelis's body were also releasing electric currents, but these electric currents were light green.
The lightning dragon on the ground twitched when it saw a demon pouncing over. There was a trace of fear in its remaining consciousness. That was because the surface of the demon's body was also carrying electric currents.
If it was anyone else, they wouldn't be able to attack the lightning dragon at all. Because its master had been obliterated, the lightning dragon's soul was heavily injured and it couldn't move, but the electric currents naturally released from its body could protect itself. The problem was that Nelis wasn't afraid of any electric currents. She jumped onto the lightning dragon's back and stepped on its huge head. Then, Nelis's tail drilled into the lightning dragon's eye socket.
A demon's tail was equivalent to another arm. It was very strong and very sensitive. In all the planes, only the nose of a Giant Spirit War Elephant could compare to a demon's tail. Powerful demons could even use their tails to use all kinds of weapons. They were abnormally agile.
The end of Nelis's tail drilled into the lightning dragon's brain and dug out its magic core.
After doing this, Nelis's body trembled. She took out a dimensional stone and wanted to put the lightning dragon's corpse away. However, she had already consumed most of her physical strength to resist the electric currents released by the lightning dragon. Her mental strength was also starting to weaken. She couldn't store the entire lightning dragon into the dimensional stone for a while.
Two level-eight Magic Shooters from the Inquisition rushed over. The Feliots held level-nine magic scrolls in their hands and shouted, "Why aren't you leaving yet?!"
The black-robed Magic Shooters hesitated when they saw the level-nine scrolls in the Feliots' hands. The enemy actually had so many level-nine scrolls. This was beyond their imagination. Moreover, even their boss had been killed. Why would they risk their lives for the Pope? The problem was, would the chief judge vent his anger on them if their boss died?
One of the black-robed Magic Shooters said, "Don't misunderstand … We, we have to fight, otherwise …"
The couple really wanted to kill these two guys with the scrolls. The two black-robed Magic Shooters obviously didn't want to fight and were going to slack off. However, Filet hated these kind of Mages who relied on the Vatican, so he wanted to kill them. The problem was that he had to conserve his strength. There were still more than 70,000 enemies, and there were also cardinals and high-ranking priests.
Lan Ni shouted, "If you don't leave now, you won't have to leave!" As she spoke, she made a move to open the scroll.
A 9th Rank Magic Scroll might not be able to kill an 8th Rank High Mage, but after the scroll was released, the two 8th Rank High Mages would definitely be at a disadvantage. They wouldn't be able to withstand the attacks of the Feliot couple.
"We'll go now, we'll go now!" The two of them looked at each other, turned around, and flew away. The Feliots didn't give chase. They were surrounded by the soldiers of the Church. Lannie switched to a level-8 magic scroll and released a Ring of Fire.
With Lannie at the center, the huge ring of fire expanded outwards. Circle after circle, it was as if a huge stone had been thrown into a calm lake. This wasn't a low-level defensive spell like the Resistance Ring of Fire. The huge ring of fire expanded to a diameter of more than a hundred meters, and this wasn't an area-of-effect spell.
The one closest to the ring of fire was Nelis, but she wasn't affected by the ring of fire. The flames swept past her body and burned towards the expeditionary army.
Filet hesitated for a moment, then said to Nelis, "If you want to bring this back, lend me your bracelet."
Nelis was now in her demon form, and Filet himself was a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Nelis's face was almost no different from a human's, except for a pair of dark silver horns on her head.
"Uncle Filet, here." Nelis's voice didn't change. She took off the bracelet and handed it to Filet.
Filet deftly put the 30-meter-long Thunder Dragon into the bracelet. This bracelet was a gift he had given to his son. Back then, Ainphent had sold it to Salin in order to gather enough money to buy the Undead Flames. Filet had no difficulty using this bracelet to collect items.
After collecting it, Filet returned the bracelet to Nelis. Nelis gasped for breath. This was the first time she had consumed so much spiritual power. Thunder Dragon lay motionless, and she went up to dig the magic core, almost exhausting all her energy. Moreover, Salin was also lacking spiritual power, so she couldn't borrow Salin's power.
Physically exhausted, Nelis barely flapped her wings. At this moment, a group of heavy cavalry rushed up with a chariot in their arms.
Salin was anxious when he saw the red-robed old man personally go up to deal with Nelis. But then he saw Lanny take out a blanket, and she and Feliot flew up with the exhausted Nelis between them. The blanket was less than two meters long, and the three of them were swaying on it at an extremely fast speed.
"Trish, go get Nelis!" Salin barely shouted.
"Yes, my lord." At this time, Trish also revealed her true form, which was an eight-meter-tall Great Demon. He wasn't naked, but he was wearing the Demon God Armor forged by Joey, and the weapon in his hand was still the 16-meter-long whip.
Salin stuck his head out from behind Shika, and could see everything below the city. Seeing that Trish had also rushed up, he heaved a sigh of relief. The Thunder Dragon was killed, and the corpse was retrieved. He could let the Thunder Dragon in the necklace devour it all. This time, he had made a huge profit.
It was all luck. If Salin hadn't encountered the Thunder Dragon giving birth here, and given Nelis the power to protect herself with lightning, even if the Thunder Dragon's soul was injured, he wouldn't be able to do anything. Because the Thunder Dragon on the ground, unable to fight back, could release electricity naturally, and couldn't get close at all.
Only Nelis, whose body could withstand a certain electric attack, could easily dig out the Thunder Dragon's magic core. If it were anyone else, they would have been killed by the Thunder Dragon within ten meters.
And Salin didn't expect the Thunder Dragon's attack to be blocked by his badge. He thought he was going to die. That thick lightning attack came, and his reaction was much slower than the lightning. If he hadn't raised his badge early, he would have died along with the people behind him.
A good Mage was ninety-nine percent hard work and one percent luck.
Salin remembered Eleanor's words and added — without that 1% luck, you could only be a mediocre mage.
He had chosen this place to build a city, and he had encountered the rare Thunder Dragon by the sea. He had also obtained a large number of Thunder Dragon eggs, and he had even been able to hatch them. All of this was luck. No matter how strong he was, if the Thunder Dragon hadn't laid eggs here, none of this would have happened. This was uncontrollable.
No matter how strong Faka and Joey were, they wouldn't have been able to predict this. If he died, Faka, as well as Joey's calculations, would completely lose any possibility of the future.
This Thunder Dragon was definitely not a level-9 creature, but a level-10 creature. When Salin saw Felix helping Nelis put away the Thunder Dragon's corpse, he knew that his twenty-four little Thunder Dragons had hope of advancing.
Lannie's blanket flew back to the top of the city wall, and Archbishop Nicholas' chariot didn't catch up. Instead, it stopped 500 meters away from the city wall and stared blankly at Metatlin City.
The 5,000 jailers left with the two black-robed mages. It was impossible for his remaining army to take down the city. Judging from the powerhouses on both sides, there were still 12 cardinals and an archbishop on his side. On the enemy's city wall, there were Greater Demons and at least two level-8 mages.
Moreover, these two level-8 mages also had two level-9 magic scrolls. The enemy's strength hadn't been fully excavated, and the Gold Sword Sage had died in vain. One could imagine what would happen in the following battle.
The enemy could instantly kill the Gold Sword Sage. Even if he were to fight personally, the outcome would be similar, right?
Nicholas didn't know that Salin only had the power to attack once. He had already exhausted both of his methods. If he were to forcefully attack the city, he would at least have some hope. However, the dejection and hopelessness in Archbishop Nicholas' heart made him too lazy to continue commanding the battle.
He had personally driven the chariot over, and he had originally wanted to use the holy artifact and level-9 divine spell scrolls to kill the two Magic Shooters. However, they had escaped using disposable flying equipment, and there was no chance to boost their morale.
The top of the city wall was narrow. If he were to forcefully fly up and encounter a Greater Demon, it would be difficult for him to survive. Greater Demons were existences that could devour souls. If he were to die in the hands of a demon, his soul wouldn't be able to enter Heaven.
Fortunately, he had recorded everything with divine spells. He hoped that when he returned, the Pope wouldn't kill him because the information he brought back was very important.
Archbishop Nicholas had come to Metatlin with great ambition, but now, he was going to return in defeat. He looked at the top of the city wall indignantly, only to see that the eight-meter-tall Greater Demon was moving back and forth, killing the soldiers who had climbed up the city wall one by one.
Neris had been rescued, and of course, he wouldn't foolishly stay outside. There was an old man in a red robe on the chariot, and Neris was terrified. The scepter in the old man's hand contained the power of a deity. That was a real deity, and not the Demon God of the Demonic Plane.
Even Neris wasn't confident that she could survive a blow from a Demon God, let alone a blow from a deity in the scepter.
Salin was on Sicar's back, looking at Archbishop Nicholas. The two of them were 500 meters apart, and Salin believed that Archbishop Nicholas could definitely see everything on the city wall. The attacks of the Vatican's army didn't stop. Instead, they became even more violent.
Archbishop Nicholas had already made a decision to let the expeditionary army cause as much damage as possible to Metatlin City. He didn't intend to do it himself. He and his twelve cardinals would watch Salin and the people around him. Once the powerhouses around Salin spread out to help defend the city wall, he would take action.
If Salin was also watching from the sidelines, he would wait for the battle to end.
With so many heretics here, the Pope would definitely send more people. Next time, Metatlin City wouldn't be so lucky.
Salin didn't care. It didn't matter whether he could kill the old man in the red robe. He had killed a Gold Sword Sage, which was enough to make the Vatican extremely vigilant. Next time? The next time the Vatican wanted to gather enough troops, they would have to wait for a year or so.
Whether they could launch another attack on Metatlin City within a year depended on the battle of Galoulan. If the army of Holy Rock City won, the Vatican would no longer be able to launch an attack on him.
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