[There are still two more chapters to go. Seeing others erupt with power, I can only smile helplessly. Others erupt with power at three chapters, but I do four chapters. Is everyone used to it?]
The old mage's expression was so ugly that it looked like a rag that had not been washed for decades. The three divine crystals around him frantically absorbed energy, and the book in his hand was torn into pieces by the power of the three divine crystals. The power of faith that he had accumulated for more than 200 years was actually snatched away by the divine crystals. Neris' fourth hand also gave up on the shield and took out a broken head. This head was the fragment of the statue of the Goddess Myers.
The core pages of the thick book that the old mage relied on also flew out of his hand and were sucked away by the head.
If it wasn't in this place but on the Myers Continent, the head of the Goddess would not have such power. But here, the old mage could not obtain the help of the gods, nor did he have the support of believers. The power in his entire body was inferior to that of a Magic Shooter.
This was the tragedy of mages. Their power did not all come from themselves.
"No!" the old mage roared angrily, completely losing his composure.
"I really like watching you struggle. You're much weaker than Nicholas. At least he still has his own strength. You're just a tiny reptile." Neris looked at the old mage's wrinkled skin and said in a very disgusted tone.
The book fragment in the old mage's hand flew into the darkness and was absorbed into the 12 Movements of Purgatory. The head of the Goddess suddenly collapsed, and the fragments flew into the darkness.
The 12 Movements of Purgatory underwent an earth-shattering change. The dark space continued to expand, and the last crack was repaired. Moreover, it was as if an invisible door had opened. A small part of the Ice Purgatory next to the Purgatory of Darkness was also repaired. The power of faith that the old mage had painstakingly collected for more than 200 years was absorbed by the 12 Movements of Purgatory.
The divine protection on the surface of his body instantly dimmed, and the divine crystals in Neris's three big hands also collapsed. They were destroyed and absorbed by the 12 Movements of Purgatory. Even the three palms of the demon god incarnation were lost.
However, Neris laughed out loud. The pain of losing his palms was nothing. Now, this old guy was like a turtle that had been shelled and no longer had the ability to resist her.
"Spare …"
Puff!
Neris poked the old mage with her remaining hand. She would not spare this guy. The way the old man looked at her was too wretched. Neris felt disgusted. Other than the master, this body could not be seen by anyone else. Although the demon did not care about this, Nelis felt that she was half human.
The Demon God Incarnation's finger was more than a meter long. Including the nails, it was more than two meters long. This two-meter-long finger stabbed into the hole in the shield and then forcefully crushed it, causing flesh and blood to splatter out of the hole. Nelis lowered her head and inhaled. A transparent, visible soul flew into her mouth.
Other demons were fine, but Luoluo Jialuo could absorb souls.
After absorbing the old mage's soul, Neris could not digest it immediately, so she could only use a part of the soul power to repair the injury on her hand. The three palms disappeared, and black blood gushed out. The old mage's soul was just enough to heal the wounds.
The Demon God Incarnation could not be used for the time being. Nelis had no choice but to transform into an undead. She looked like a zombie, and her body had shrunk to a height of two meters.
Her human form was too weak, and the Demon God Incarnation was seriously injured. Right now, Nelis only had her undead form, which was her strongest combat power.
But these losses were worth it. The old mage's level was the same as Nicholas', but their combat power was worlds apart. At the very least, Nelis did not have any confidence in killing Nicholas. Even if he had lost the favor of God and fallen, he was still a powerful ninth-level professional. After this old mage entered the Twelve Movements of Purgatory, his combat power had plummeted, and his combat experience was pitiful. He was continuously trapped by the same tricks.
It turned out that the mage's weakness was so obvious! Nelis did not immediately leave the Purgatory of Darkness. Instead, she sensed the process of the old mage's energy being absorbed.
The old mage's main equipment, the thick book, had a huge amount of faith triggered by the divine crystal to repair the Twelve Movements of Purgatory. If the old mage could make good use of this energy, he could even kill Nelis's Demon God Incarnation.
What a sad guy! Nelis walked forward and picked up a ring left behind by the old mage. This ring was spatial equipment. Nelis casually destroyed the spiritual imprint left behind by the old mage, took out all the items in the space, and threw them on the ground.
It turned out to be a very poor guy! Nelis was very disappointed when she saw the pile of items on the ground. However, it was understandable. The old mage's book contained so much power of faith, but the book itself was extremely fragile. It was only equivalent to a high-level piece of equipment, still two ranks away from a holy artifact.
There were poor mages among the mages. In the Vatican, which had serious internal strife, there would naturally be more unsuccessful people. Nelis did not look at the low-level equipment on the ground. She put the spatial ring on her hand and turned to walk into the Ice Purgatory.
It's so cold!
Nelis shivered. Even in her undead form, she could not withstand the temperature of the Ice Purgatory.
The ground was transparent. On the ground, there was a beautiful pattern of snowflakes. The hexagonal pattern was like a sea of flowers blooming on the ground. The space of the initially repaired Ice Purgatory was not large, only a few dozen kilometers. The temperature might be more than 80 degrees Celsius, and it felt like there were ice shards in the cracks of her bones.
Nelis shivered, her heart filled with joy. Only bandits were happy. Killing a mage and obtaining his power of faith had actually expanded the space of the Twelve Movements of Purgatory. The mage did not have any other wealth on him, but this was enough. The water element in the Ice Purgatory was extremely rich. When the master came here to fight, his combat strength would increase several times.
However, a ninth-level mage was too difficult to kill. Her demon incarnation was equivalent to a ninth-level demon. She had to enter the Dark Purgatory to kill this old guy, and at the same time, she would lose all the combat strength of the demon incarnation.
In the future, she had to be careful. She had to wait for the enemy to be alone before attacking. If the old mage had a few eighth-level or even seventh-level mages by his side, it would not have been easy for her to succeed.
Nelis warned herself as she walked slowly in the Ice Purgatory. She came to the center of the Ice Purgatory and looked up. The sky was filled with white clouds. In the clouds, there were extremely cold ice crystals hanging in the air, ready to shoot down at any time.
Nelis's feet in her undead form had withered skin and flesh wrapped around the bones of her feet. With every step she took, she left a footprint on the ice ground. It felt like the soles of her feet were frozen to the ground. She had to expend a lot of strength to pull them up.
She sneered and flew up into the clouds. Inside the floating ice crystals, a fog-shaped creature was monitoring Nelis. When it saw her fly up, it turned around in fear and tried to escape. Nelis reached out and inserted her hand into the cloud. She grabbed a cherry-sized artifact spirit and pinched it in her hand.
This artifact spirit was born in the Ice Purgatory. It had just developed a trace of intelligence and had low combat strength. It could only use the inherent ability of the Ice Purgatory to attack the enemy. It was very weak.
Nelis pinched the transparent artifact spirit and thought for a moment. In the Twelve Movements of Purgatory, the Dark Purgatory no longer had an artifact spirit, and the Ice Purgatory should not have one either. In the future, when she advanced to the tenth level, she would definitely gradually control all the space. Without an artifact spirit, she would still be able to use the power of the Purgatory to fight.
With these artifact spirits, she would have to subdue them one by one. Although they would help her in battle, it would also be easy for others to seize control of the Twelve Movements of Purgatory.
Thinking of this, Nelis opened her mouth and swallowed the artifact spirit.
Without an artifact spirit, the repair speed of the Twelve Movements of Purgatory would definitely be slow, but it was better than losing control at any time. Demons would not trust artifact spirits, let alone place their future on other living beings. When these artifact spirits became stronger, they would definitely not be willing to be under her control.
At most, this thing would never become a divine artifact, but she could not let the Twelve Movements of Purgatory be lost.
Nelis calculated in her heart. She coldly killed the artifact spirit and absorbed it. In the Ice Purgatory, the ice crystals in the clouds suddenly became lifeless. Nelis did not linger and turned around to return to the Dark Purgatory.
In the Dark Purgatory, all the old mage's equipment was broken down and absorbed into the Twelve Movements of Purgatory, continuing to repair the damaged parts in the space. This repair process was long. Out of the twelve spaces, only one had been repaired. The repair of the Ice Purgatory was only about 10%.
Realizing that there was nothing wrong, Nelis changed into an undead armor, left the Dark Purgatory, and returned to the battlefield.
On the battlefield, holy light shone in all directions. The mages blessed their army with divine spells and fought bitterly with the demons. The vengeful spirits created by the necromancers dissipated in large numbers, and they had no choice but to retreat. A level-four necromancer would undoubtedly die against a level-eight mage. When the difference was too great, the elemental restraints became obvious.
Nelis summoned more than a hundred undead knights to protect herself. Then, she observed the battlefield and found that more than a thousand demons had died in battle. The heavy cavalry of Kushui County had also suffered a lot of losses. Almost a third of them had died. The injured were dragged back to the infantry position, but the number of enemies in front of them was still huge.
This undead form could not gain an advantage against an eighth-level mage. After observing the situation, Nelis gave the order to retreat. When the demon battalion general heard Nelis's call, he led the demons to slowly retreat and let the heavy cavalry go up. As for Nelis, she met up with the necromancers.
The two necromancers had picked up a lot of benefits. When they saw Nelis, they were shocked. They thought that the intense battle had caused a powerful undead to be born on the battlefield.
"Let's go back to the main city!" Nelis said in her original voice. Only then did the two necromancers know who the undead opposite them was. Nelis did not care about the life and death of the heavy cavalry. She turned around and entered the infantry position. Without hesitation, she passed through the infantry position and led the demons to kill the Tanggulas behind her.
It was meaningless to destroy the enemy's effective strength and rescue the southern city. She had dispatched too few demons this time, and it was a little difficult to plunder resources.
Retreat! Retreat!
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