Before today, almost no one knew that Sean could use spells. Everyone just thought that he was a good swordsman.
However, from now on, no one would think of him as a swordsman anymore.
Whether he was dead or alive, the spells he showed were enough to shock people.
Because he used the most advanced divine spell of priests, God's Arrival.
As the name suggested, God's Arrival was a spell that allowed a god to descend to the human world. It could bypass the restrictions set by the Goddess of Life to a certain extent and let a god descend a powerful avatar. This avatar had the combat power of a true god, which was enough to defeat a legendary or even a demigod. Once it appeared, it would be a great killing weapon that could change the direction of a country or even the whole world.
However, God's Arrival also had a lot of restrictions. It required the caster to provide a continuous supply of magic power and a precise and accurate grasp of the power of the spell. Otherwise, if one was not careful, it would not be a reward of divine power, but an explosion of divine power.
Sean was obviously a top-notch spellcaster. He accurately grasped the use of magic power, and steadily released God's Arrival.
With a sudden gust of wind and smoke, a huge sticky mass appeared in the air. It appeared next to Haley, who was trying to summon the shadow of the Holy Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest, and directly wrapped her up.
A dazzling green light rose from Haley's body, and she tried to break free from the sticky mass. However, the sticky mass also emitted a dark green light and absorbed all the green light, turning her struggle into nothingness.
Seeing that Haley was about to be swallowed by the huge sticky mass, Joseph finally made his move.
A long green stick appeared in his hand, and he stabbed it directly at Sean's back.
It was obvious that he had no intention of showing mercy. As long as this attack hit, Sean would definitely die!
However, the stick could no longer pierce into Sean's clothes. Of course, this was not because it didn't have a spear tip, but because it was blocked by the surging magic power.
Joseph frowned. With a flick of his finger, several seeds of different colors flew out and turned into a few strangely-shaped plants in the air. They wrapped around Sean with their vines or roots.
These plants had one thing in common, which was that they could swallow magic power.
Sean certainly didn't want to be entangled by them. Although he had to maintain the spell and couldn't move, it didn't mean that he didn't have the means to solve the problem.
With a whistle, at least six or seven people suddenly jumped up and used their bodies to block the strange-looking plants. Although these dangerous plants immediately used their roots or vines to cut or pierce their bodies, they showed no fear and spread their arms to hug these plants.
In the next moment, a strange dark green color appeared on their faces, and their entire bodies became withered, as if they had turned into withered branches. This dark green color immediately spread to the plants they were hugging, infecting those dangerous and powerful plants as well.
A moment later, what fell to the ground was a pile of tangled, dry, hard lumps that could no longer be seen clearly.
Joseph frowned even harder. He didn't know when his son had become so powerful, but he could tell that it was a spell exclusive to the God of Quagmire, an evil method that could turn everything into dead wood.
The Goddess of Harvest and the God of Quagmire had always been at loggerheads. The Goddess of Harvest tended to be rich and fertile, while the God of Quagmire tended to be barren and withered. One of their Divine Kingdoms was a fertile Fertile Plain, while the other was a barren Dead Wood Swamp. They were poles apart from each other. Moreover, both of them were Logia Gods, so it was really a situation where one was stronger than the other, and the other was weaker than the other.
As a senior member of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, Joseph was certainly very familiar with the methods of the Church of the God of Quagmire. He waved his hand, and some seeds flew out again. But this time, they didn't bounce toward Sean. Instead, they drew an arc in the air and fell on his body.
These seeds took root and sprouted in the blink of an eye, as if they were nourished by his flesh and blood. Some of them turned into armors, some turned into magic instruments, and some wrapped around his long stick, turning the originally green stick into a branch full of leaves, which was full of vigor.
But behind this exuberant vitality, there was a bone-chilling murderous intent.
The long stick waved again, and this time it tore the air apart, making a deafening explosion instead of a sharp whistling sound. The stick smashed toward Sean's head.
The Church of the God of Quagmire didn't have any divine incantations that could greatly enhance one's strength, so the best way was to use divine incantations to strengthen oneself and then use force to end the battle.
But in this way, Joseph had no time to save Hali. He could only watch her being swallowed by the incarnation of the God of Quagmire. The huge mass of mucus was gently wriggling, and there were sounds of chewing and tearing coming from it. Countless blood vessels were floating in it, which was very frightening.
Hali, the chief priest of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, was swallowed by the incarnation of the God of Quagmire!
However, the God of Quagmire's methods were not limited to this. After swallowing Hali, its body suddenly shook violently, and it floated toward the sky while slowly shrinking.
"Oh no!" Ray was terrified, and he didn't have time to explain. He put his sword back into the sheath, grabbed Ranke with one hand, and grabbed Liv with the other. He asked Steele to hold young Nice, and then ran away with Madame Teague. They tried to get as close to the port and away from the square as possible.
At this moment, the square was in a mess. Along the way, people kept trying to stop him, but he kicked them without hesitation, and they all rolled on the ground.
Now was the time to escape, and no one had time to explain to these people who were blocking the way!
After a short while, they heard the rustling sound of the wind behind them. Ray's eyes widened, and he threw Liv and Ranke far away in the direction of the port. Then he turned around, pulled out his long sword, and got ready to fight.
Countless masses of mucus spurted out from the incarnation of the God of Quagmire, as if it was raining. Their speed was shockingly fast. They were like arrows that had been released from a bow, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. The rustling sound of the wind was the sound of them piercing through the air.
Most of the people in the square were just ordinary people, and they couldn't fight back against such an attack. In just a moment, at least thousands of people were hit by the mucus. Those who were lucky had their heads or chests pierced through, and died a crisp death. Those who were unlucky had their hands and feet pierced, but the wounds quickly rotted. In just a short while, their entire bodies had completely rotted, turning into a sticky liquid that lay paralyzed on the ground.
This process was accompanied by great pain and fear. Suddenly, there was a lot of crying, and the scene was horrible.
Ray was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of his eye sockets. He waved his long sword, and tried to stop those powerful arrows of mucus as much as possible. At the same time, he told the audience to run away.
His efforts had some effect in the end. At least a few hundred people fled in panic under his cover, running towards the direction of the port.
But that was all he could save. More people didn't have time to run away, and were hit by the waves of mucus. With cries and screams, they became pieces of mucus on the ground in the square.
The only ones who could withstand this wave of attacks were those experts who had already reached the high level, or those heavy soldiers who were wearing full sets of armor. They were not many, and compared with the believers of the God of Quagmire who had received defensive spells in advance, they didn't have an advantage in numbers.
At this moment, Sean was finally defeated. He could no longer resist Joseph's exquisite means of supporting his martial arts with spells, and was struck in the chest by a rod.
Only the sound of bones breaking could be heard. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he was sent flying. He fell on the ground covered in mucus and slid away for a long time.
Coincidentally, the direction in which he slid was in Ray's direction.
Ray's eyes lit up. He brandished his sword, cutting off the ground around him and lifting him up skillfully. Then, with a jolt of sword qi, his body was covered in wounds, but the mucus stuck to his body was all cut off.
"Steele, heal him!" he said loudly.
Steele, who had already sent little Nice to Madame Teague, hurried back to help, and immediately cast a spell. A white light fell on Sean's body, and the horrible wounds on his body immediately began to heal, and his face, which had been as pale as paper, became a little more ruddy.
"Don't … waste your energy …" Sean shook his head with a bitter smile, and asked her not to heal him. "I … will definitely die …"
"Something is wrong! There is a force in his body that has been destroying him! "Steele exclaimed." I can't get rid of it! "
While speaking, Sean's ears and nose were all bleeding, and he looked very miserable.
"Don't talk nonsense! You lied to me to work for you, and you still owe me information! "Ray said angrily." Do you want me to die?! "
Sean laughed bitterly, and said in a more energetic tone, "Actually … that answer … you should have already … guessed it …"
Ray frowned and asked, "Is it really the arrangement of the Noble Maids Church?"
"Who else … could it be?" Sean laughed again, but his mouth coughed out big mouthfuls of blood. He gasped violently for a few times, and said, "And … the Dim Moon …"
"What?!" Ray was shocked. "He also participated?"
"They … were … originally … allies …"
Ray couldn't help swearing, and hurriedly asked, "What else do you want to say? Hurry up! Don't take the secret to the coffin! "
"No … the rest … has nothing to do with you … If you know … it will do more harm than good …" Sean gasped, but his mouth was constantly bleeding. "I am … a chess piece … useless … You … Don't … be … so naive … Don't … be … a chess piece …"
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly shone with green light, and a horrible force rose in his body, making Ray and Steele, who were nearby, feel as if they were pressed by a huge stone and unable to move. Even breathing became a little difficult, and even thinking became slow.
But Sean used the last of his strength to suddenly jump up, and jumped toward the center of the square.
As if they had received an order, the mucus that covered the entire square suddenly surged and flowed toward him from all directions. It turned into streams of reverse flow, and like countless arrows that had left the bow, they rushed into his body.
His body was frozen in the air, and in an instant, his face had completely changed. There was not a trace of human emotion on his face, and even his skin was withered like an ancient vine. His eyes, nose, and mouth were constantly flowing with foul, rancid water.
A frightening flame rose from his body, which was the light of divine power.
On the other side, Joseph, who was fighting with the doppelganger of the God of Quagmire and had been defeated by the huge mucus monster, also let out a desperate roar, and his body was ignited with raging flames.
Those were emerald green flames, also rising with the light of divine power.
"Let's go!" Ray shouted and took Steele to turn around and run.
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