"My strongest attack?"
Prince Rhy was enveloped in a blinding holy light. At this moment, he seemed to be more dazzling than the sun in the sky.
"Yes." Mr. Chong closed his only eye, as if he could no longer bear the gaze of his opponent.
But his expression was solemn, his back was straight, and his hands were even waving his staff, as if he was preparing some kind of spell.
"Good." Prince Rhy agreed to Mr. Chong's last request, "You are worthy of this attack."
As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Rhy's eyes turned completely dark gold. Mysterious and complicated golden patterns crawled all over his face, as if he was wearing a golden mask.
The knight's sword was erected in the air in front of him, and the tip of the sword suddenly exploded with a whirlpool of holy light.
In an instant, countless golden threads gathered at the whirlpool, as if something terrifying was surging out from within.
"This sword is called 'Judgement'!"
Prince Rhy spoke, his voice did not have a trace of human emotion, as if he was a god that was about to destroy the world.
But, he did not swing his sword.
Because, he realized that Mr. Chong was not waiting for his death, but was also preparing his own spell.
The air became hot and dry, and the temperature rose by more than ten degrees.
Mr. Chong's hands turned red, and even made a buzzing sound, as if he was holding onto something extremely hot.
The huge ruby inlaid at the top of the staff actually had fine cracks on it.
Bang!
In the next second, the ruby completely shattered, and countless threads suddenly exploded. A blinding red light slowly rose in front of Mr. Chong.
In order to release this spell, Mr. Chong seemed to be draining his life.
His face was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, there was not a single piece of intact flesh on his face.
His originally straight back bent down again, as if some kind of heavy burden was weighing down on his shoulders.
His gray mage robe was already stained red with blood, and it was obvious that Mr. Chong's body was rapidly disintegrating.
But, he was still stubbornly chanting the elvish language, as if he was going to completely burn his life to release this spell.
Prince Rhy silently watched his opponent, but the longsword in his hand did not strike.
He was waiting.
Waiting for Mr. Chong's spell to be completed.
In fact, if a mage were to fight a knight one on one, the mage would naturally be at a disadvantage.
This was because the greater the power of a mage's spell, the more complicated the preparation work needed to be done. On the other hand, knights had already integrated the power of Holy Light into their bodies and could unleash great power with just a wave of their hands.
Like now, Prince Rhy could kill him a thousand times over before the spell was complete.
But strangely, Prince Rhy did not make a move.
It was as if he was deliberately waiting for Mister Jin to complete the spell.
Then, he crushed it with his sword!
This was the pride of a Paladin.
It was Prince Lacy's conceit!
Even though the spell that Mister Chong was preparing might be a forbidden spell, Prince Rhy seemed to be prepared to wait.
He wanted to see just how beautiful the final song of this respectable opponent would be at the last moment of his life.
Boom!
Balls of purple flames suddenly rose up and surrounded Mister Chong.
At this moment, Mr. Feng was almost a skeleton. His flesh and blood were rapidly melting away in the demonic purple fire.
On his head, his left eye was empty, while his remaining right eye suddenly emitted a beam of green light.
Bang!
The green light exploded.
His only right eye had also disappeared.
But Mister Chong's indifferent voice was heard.
“MOHASAKADURA！”
Prince Rhy was stunned. Previously, Mister Chong's spell was in Elvish, so he could understand most of it. But now …
It was actually Kunya!
This was the special language of the High Elves, but it had been lost for thousands of years!
A whirlpool of purple flames suddenly appeared in front of Mister Chong's chest. It seemed to reflect another world.
Prince Rhy felt a strong sense of threat.
Ever since he became a Paladin, he had never felt such a threat!
"Destroy!"
Prince Rhy did not hesitate and slowly swung the knight sword in his hand.
The speed of his sword was extremely slow, but the world seemed to have slowed down.
The wind stopped, the flames stopped dancing, and even Mister Chong's thoughts suddenly froze at this moment.
A golden shadow seemed to have transcended the constraints of space and time. It instantly appeared in front of Mister Chong, slowly tearing apart the whirlpool of purple flames in front of him and crashing into his chest.
Bang!
It was as if something had shattered.
Mister Chong's body instantly stiffened, and he completely stopped moving.
"It's over."
Prince Rhy sighed in disappointment and was about to withdraw his longsword.
But at this moment, the demonic purple flames that were gradually extinguishing suddenly reignited!
Boom!
The purple flames climbed up Mister Chong's body and instantly engulfed him.
Prince Rhy narrowed his eyes and stared closely at the strange phenomenon in front of him. His heart was filled with shock and vigilance.
Holy Light gathered at the tip of his sword again. The huge energy seemed to distort the surrounding space.
"Judgement!"
Prince Rhy swung his sword again.
The golden sword light sank into the purple flames. It seemed to have become fuel, causing the purple flames to surge even more fiercely.
"Interesting."
Prince Rhy's aura suddenly rose. His expression became extremely sincere and determined. Golden patterns instantly crawled all over his body.
"My heart is the Holy Spirit, my heart is the light. When my heart is fearless, the light can illuminate everything!"
The prayer seemed to have caused some kind of resonance between heaven and earth.
Behind Prince Lacy, a huge shadow slowly gathered.
Whoosh!
Behind the silhouette, four pairs of huge golden wings suddenly spread out, enveloping the entire area within.
"Judgement of Light!"
A grand and indifferent voice seemed to have come from the shadow behind Prince Rhy.
In an instant, light enveloped everything.
But when the light reached the extreme, it became darkness.
Everyone in the camp only felt a darkness that seemed to have surged out from the depths of their souls and drowned their consciousness.
They could not see, hear, or feel anything.
But Prince Rhy could still see. He saw that the demonic purple flames were instantly extinguished under the light.
But the next moment, it reignited again.
And it burned even more fiercely!
A crack gradually appeared where Mister Chong's shattered heart was.
Hiss!
The crack suddenly opened and swallowed the purple flames.
At this moment, Prince Rhy saw that there seemed to be another world hidden behind the crack!
It was a boundless green ocean. The surface of the ocean burned with purple flames that seemed to never be extinguished.
In the sky above the purple flames, a huge green eye hung high up in the sky.
Prince Rhy looked at the huge green eye and felt that it was extremely familiar.
A grand and distant voice came from that strange world:
"When the final judgement arrives, the punished will fall into hell, and the blessed will be reborn!"
Boom!
The crack suddenly closed up.
That strange world completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Mister Chong's body suddenly lost its support and collapsed like a building whose foundation was destroyed.
Prince Rhy's face was solemn. The knight sword in his hand was still unsheathed.
But he could not feel Mister Chong's aura.
Dead?
Prince Rhy slowly approached and found that Mister Chong did not have any signs of life.
His flesh and blood had completely disappeared, leaving behind only a withered skeleton.
But strangely, Mister Chong's bones had all turned into stone.
Crack!
Prince Rhy stepped on Mister Chong's head and crushed it.
It was really stone.
Prince Lacy stood there in shock and bewilderment for a long time.
He did not know what kind of spell Mister Chong had released, and why it was so strange, but it did not have any offensive power.
It was as if Mister Chong did not burn his life force to counterattack.
And Prince Rhy felt that he had been used by the other party.
The three slashes he made seemed to have become part of the other party's spell … … No! Impossible!
Immediately, Prince Rhy shook his head. He felt that this idea was too ridiculous.
But, that world of purple flames made this holy knight feel uneasy.
That huge green eyeball … …
After pondering for a long time, Prince Rhy finally sheathed his sword.
A light breeze blew past, and the camp returned to normal.
Prince Rhy's figure was nowhere to be seen. Only the shattered stones and the gray mage robe were left.
"Is he gone?"
In the temporary command post, Marquis Dawson asked with lingering fear.
"He should be gone."
Marquis Menam said softly, as if he was afraid of alarming that terrifying existence.
"Then … … Mister Chong … … was killed?"
"Should be."
In the command post, there was silence again.
A group of dwarf nobles lowered their heads, as if thinking about the future of their race.
After a long time, Marquis Menam finally stood up and walked out with a heavy expression.
Marquis Dawson and the others looked at each other and quickly followed.
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