[As for the map, I've used a computer to draw it for a long time, but it still can't be the same as my mind. I need four updates today. Maybe I'll have to buy a pen and paper tomorrow. This is the only way. Then, I'll take a picture and send it to the group to ask the people who know how to do it. The phone's pixels can't meet the requirements, so I hope it can be done as soon as possible. Whoever knows how to draw, say it in the group. The double monthly votes will end on the seventh. Those who still have monthly votes, take advantage of this time to vote.
Those who still have monthly votes, take advantage of this time to vote. Last month, some brothers forgot to vote.] Nelis transformed into a demon god and used the Demon God's Trample skill to trample more than 20 demon gods and angels to death. Almost the entire holy area was within her attack range.
Nelis's foot being pierced through was also within Nelis's expectations. The old mage's Divine Guardian was too strong, like a nail on the ground. Nelis stomped violently, and it could only be her foot that was injured. However, Nelis didn't care. This old mage wasn't someone she could deal with. She had to get him into the 12 Movements of Purgatory. Only when the two of them were connected by flesh and blood could the old mage not escape.
The hole in the demon god's incarnation's foot fixed the old mage to the ground. The 12 Movements of Purgatory opened, and Nelis and the old mage were pulled in at the same time.
There was no trace of light in the dark purgatory. Nelis raised her foot and grabbed the old mage who was embedded in her foot.
"Break away!" The old mage fell into the purgatory of darkness, but he was not in a hurry. He used a magic to free himself from Neris's feet and landed on the ground. The radiance of the Divine Guardian was still there, but the old mage found that the radiance of his magic could only illuminate a distance of one meter. Beyond one meter, there was endless darkness.
"Old man, I know you can lock onto my position, but what's the use? You're like a magic lamp. There's no way to hide. " Nelis's voice was like rolling spring thunder in the darkness, and the ground in purgatory trembled.
"You …" The old mage said one word and couldn't continue. He discovered the strangeness of this space. There was endless darkness, and even the Divine Light couldn't penetrate it. The most terrible thing was that this place didn't seem to be the Myers Continent anymore. Of course, this was just an illusion. The 12 Movements of Purgatory was not something that could open up a channel to another dimension. Otherwise, it would not have been able to bring the two of them in so easily. However, the 12 Movements of Purgatory had isolated the God of Light's power of faith.
"That's impossible, right?" Neris slowly recovered from the injury on her foot. She took out her weapon, an 18-meter-tall shield, and placed it in front of her. She had to be careful. The mages could lock onto her position. Even if they couldn't see her, they could accurately hit any part of her body.
The old mage was silent. He had thought that he had attached great importance to this demon, but it seemed that he was in big trouble this time. This space should be a weapon of the gods, or perhaps a human imitation. Even if it was a replica, it did not mean that the weapon was not powerful. At the very least, he could not feel any Faith Power at all.
Ninth-level mages could extract the power of faith from their followers to replenish themselves. Magi of the ninth rank, for example, could cast low-level spells without expending any energy at all. A Magus of the ninth rank could directly absorb the elements in the air to replenish the consumption of magic strings. Even though it was a small amount, it was still equivalent to extending their battle prowess.
Magi of the ninth rank cherished the power of faith very much. This was a gift from the gods. For example, the old mage's Divine Guardian. If he was on the Myers Continent, because he had hundreds of millions of believers, he could cast it without any scruples and last for a few hours. During these hours, the Divine Guardian would be maintained at its strongest state.
But now it was different. After entering this dark space, the Divine Guardian could only absorb his own power to maintain itself, and could no longer obtain any power from his 100 million believers.
"Old man, you can beg me to spare you. As long as you surrender to me, I will let your soul go. You should know that demons have many ways to torture souls. " Neris unhurriedly exerted mental pressure. Her foot was still hurting, and she did not want to fight immediately. If she returned to her original form, there would be no injury on her foot, but she would not be able to fight.
"Surrender to you? Poor thing, what do you think a god is! "The old mage did not attack immediately, but analyzed the rules of this space. If she could not leave, even if she killed this demon, she would be trapped forever. Without the support of the power of faith, she would starve to death here sooner or later.
"God? What is a god? The mage had already explained it very well. A god is a vampire that absorbs everything from living creatures and then pretends to be generous and return a little, just like the Imperial Bank. Everyone deposits gold coins in it for decades, earning a pitiful little interest. And the bank takes these gold coins and can lend, do business, and squander them at will. This is a god! "
"Foolish creatures, a god represents eternity!"
"Eternity? Hehe, so, the goddess Myers is also eternal? "
The old mage did not know how to refute Neris's words, so he could only say: "Only the God of Light is the only god."
"The only god, that's really interesting. Then why do you want to know about the shrine of goddess Myers? You want to rob it, right? The goddess left a lot of treasures, otherwise how could I advance to become a demon god!"
The old mage uneasily flipped through the book in his hand. This space was very solid, and if he wanted to break it, he was afraid that he would lose his life. This was a matter of courage. If he could not leave this space even if he risked his life, then his soul would also be imprisoned and he would not be able to enter heaven.
Neris was also nervous. After entering the 12 Movements of Purgatory, she felt the power of the book in the old mage's hand. Without that book, the old mage might not dare to maintain the Divine Guardian divine incantation. After all, this divine incantation consumed the power of faith. Without the supply of the altar of the church and the replenishment of the power of faith from the believers, the Divine Guardian was enough to drain the power of the mage.
After entering the Purgatory of Darkness, neither of them attacked. Instead, they looked at each other from afar in the darkness. Mages could not rely on their eyes to see, but Neris could clearly sense the subtle movements of the mage even without using her eyes. In the 12 Movements of Purgatory, Neris's perception expanded to every corner of the space. This space no longer had any secrets to her.
On the battlefield, the sudden disappearance of the mage and Neris did not cause any strong reaction from the demon army. The demons had entered the 12 Movements of Purgatory and knew where Neris had gone. The cavalry of the Kushui Prefectural Kingdom, on the other hand, had to advance bravely and attack the enemy's position. They had no time to care about Neris.
The six heavy cavalry regiments, each with a banner, interweaved in the middle of the demon army and attacked the south.
The two necromancers also knew about the 12 Movements of Purgatory, so of course, they would not panic. They led more than 400 Undead knights and followed behind. They looked for the enemy's wounded, beheaded them one by one, and absorbed their souls.
The demon army surged forward like a tide. The opposite army on the parallel battlefield was not as numerous as the demon army, but they were layered in layers and could not be killed completely.
The two eighth-level mages, leading thousands of prison guards, looked at the battle in the distance and had a bad feeling. They could not sense the old mage's aura. It was as if this person had disappeared from the Myers Continent!
The demon army's attrition rate was very slow. After fighting for a long time, it seemed that there were almost no losses. After all, the blood knights were not Undead. Under the attack of the demon army and the heavy cavalry, because they had no commander, they were cut apart by the enemy like straw.
There were no more than 20,000 troops attacking Sanlian City. Facing more than 100,000 enemies, they only had a local advantage. Moreover, the two eighth-level mages had lost track of the old mage and did not dare to mobilize their core forces to attack the demon army. They already had the intention to retreat. Anyway, the old mage had disappeared. Even if they failed, the two of them would not be responsible.
The old mage was many times stronger than the two of them combined. If the old mage had no way to save the battle, then the two of them had no way to change the result.
The battlefield was less than ten miles wide. Tens of thousands of people were fighting together, and the smell of blood was so thick that it was difficult to breathe. The two necromancers were the happiest. The energy they had absorbed today was almost hundreds of times more than usual. The battlefield was always a paradise for necromancers.
The only regret was that corpses could not be made into Corpse Soldiers. The enemy's soldiers had been blessed by magic. After the Corpse Soldiers were formed, they would automatically dissolve, explode, or turn into a pile of ashes.
Even so, the necromancers still used the soul power of the dead to create many first-level vengeful spirits. Even if the blood knights died for the Holy See, they could not enter the Divine Kingdom. Their souls had long been broken, and the necromancers could still make use of them.
First-level vengeful spirits were only lethal to warriors below the swordmaster level, but it was better than nothing. The greatest function of their existence was to keep the necromancers full of energy.
Neris watched the old mage in the darkness. The pain in her foot gradually subsided, and the huge bloody hole also healed, leaving only the wound on the metal boots.
The old mage's perception could not detect the flaws of the dark purgatory. He could only take a gamble. He opened the thick book in his hand and began to recite a prayer. Neris would not allow him to use powerful magic. She carried her heavy shield, stepped over, and smashed the ground hard.
"Death!" The old mage felt Neris approaching and stopped reciting the prayer. Instead, he pointed a finger at Neris. He knew that it was impossible to cast powerful magic. What he wanted was the demons to get close. Only when the demons were close could the instantaneous magic unleash its full power. This was the same principle as magic.
He had forgotten that Neris was now the incarnation of a demon with two heads and four arms. The giant shield smashed down, but Divine Protector was still standing firm. A hole was punched through the metal shield. The old Mage was completely unscathed. Meanwhile, a ray of grey light from his finger accurately struck one of the demon's heads.
The head instantly turned to ashes. The luck of the spell of instant death played its role. A demon's head collapsed. Neris only felt a throbbing in the depths of her soul. Fortunately, she could sense the direction of the old mage's attack. The head that was attacked was simply an empty shell.
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