I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"Are you crazy?" "White Wing Master"'s expression changed drastically.

The reason why he was not prepared for this magical weapon was that, firstly, this magical weapon was not a weapon and was not suitable for close combat. Secondly, although the thunder carried by the magical weapon had powerful power, it could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy and was not easy to control. If used at such a close distance, no one can be spared.

Shen Er still didn't speak. He told "White Wing Master" the answer with practical actions.

The coquettish and mysterious red light poured into the golden magic weapon along the right hand.

The ground thundered, the thunder of Indra, the god of thunder.

In an instant, thunder light transformed and dark clouds flowed.

Although it was just a small dark cloud covering the two people next to each other, its power was no less powerful than a thunderstorm in the summer rainy season.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed, as if Emperor Shakti was shouting angrily.

"White Wing Duke" looked around, and saw the streaks of thunder piercing the clouds, like golden snakes swimming in the air. Just one of them passing by made him feel a sting.

That is the maximum output of the B+-level Noble Phantasm Indra's Thunder, and it is the ultimate destructive power that modern magic cannot match.

Facing such a terrifying attack, even the King of Death Apostles felt a huge threat and was filled with shock and anger.

"You want to die with me?"

perish together?

Under the mask covered with cracks, Shinji showed a disdainful sneer.

How can it be! If he really wanted to do this, he had already done it, and why would he delay it until now? Since he dares to do this, he is naturally sure that he will not die under the thunder.

Shinji's confidence comes from the Command Seal.

This kind of magic crystal that turns decay into miraculous magic can not only strengthen the body, but also achieve self-recovery, and even space transfer and other miracles that only magic can do. Of course, the latter can only be endured by servants with spirit son bodies and cannot affect humans. Otherwise, how could he be so embarrassed?

Shinji used a total of two command spells this time. The first stroke is used to force the activation of Indra's Thunder when the magic power is insufficient. The second stroke is used to strengthen the power of Indra's thunder and focus all the thunder on the "White Winged Lord". The reason why I held "White Wing Duke" close was because I was afraid that he would run too fast. After all, the strengthening of the command spell was not a reversal of cause and effect, and had no guaranteed hit attribute. If he really ran away, this painstaking calculation at a huge cost would come to nothing. It was too late for Shen Er to cry.

There are more and more golden snakes in the black clouds, and they are getting thicker and thicker, as if they are a full reservoir about to be opened to release water.

With an increasingly strong sense of crisis, "White Wing Lord" no longer cared about his original plan to deprive his enemies of their ability to resist and turn them into servants. Instead, he considered Shinji's life, and the power accumulated over thousands of years exploded instantly.

The "Vajra Left Arm" strengthened by the relics was suddenly unable to suppress Otten Rose's right hand, and the latter broke free. At the same time, Otten Rose's free left hand and legs struck out in succession, attacking the left hand on the head and shoulder. As always, it failed, but the chain kick hit Shenji's body. Although the sound of cracking bones was weak, it did not escape the ears of "White Winged Lord".

The King of Dead Apostles perked up and kicked out again. Shenji was like a kite with its string broken, flying directly dozens of meters away and falling heavily to the ground.

Not only was Shenji who was kicked out, but also the "White Winged Duke" who was kicked backwards. In order to get rid of this terrifying thunder of divine punishment, the ancient King of Dead Apostles spent all his strength. The reaction force of the kick, the flapping wings, and the special movement skills made him fly upside down faster and faster than Shinji, almost reaching the speed limit of "White Winged Lord".

However, this did not relieve the crisis of the King of Dead Apostles. In the astonished eyes of "White Winged Lord", the black cloud brewing the thunder of divine punishment suddenly spread outwards and enveloped him again - this was exactly The magical effect of command spell strengthening.

Before the King of Dead Apostles could make any further moves, the crisis came.

The golden thunder pours down like a waterfall - pouring from the sky to the earth, or rising from the earth to the sky.

"——!!"

Lightning strikes completely ravage the earth, spreading terrifying destructive power to everything it touches. This force is so powerful that even heroes admired by future generations may not be able to survive such an attack without incident.

Neither can the final BOSS "White Wing Lord" that the heroes need to face!

The pure white dress made of an unknown material was destroyed by the thunder attack, and the perfect body comparable to the statue of David was scorched and mottled, with filthy liquid and breath leaking out. A pair of wings comparable to those of angels lost their holiness and beauty, leaving only bare branches.

Now he can no longer use the title "White Winged Duke", and should be renamed "Bald Winged Duke" or "Bald Winged Duke" - of course, this is just a joke and cannot change the name of Travam Otenroshe The fact of passing through the thunder of divine punishment.

It should be over now. This should be the last counterattack of the difficult magician. The King of Dead Apostles who survived the catastrophe thought so, and followed his memory to look in the direction where Shenji was knocked away.

On the extended line where the binoculars were focused, there was only a pit with a radius of about one meter, and nothing else.

Damn it, let this magician run away.

The King of Dead Apostles' unyielding mood suddenly worsened. Regardless of his severely damaged body, he walked to the dirt pit that was suspected to be left by Shenji, grabbed a handful of dirt and smelled it at the tip of his nose, then looked up again. The Po River, which was running endlessly in the distance, let out a heavy groan.

"Do you think you can run away by hiding in the river and evaporating the blood? I, Tiffany Ottenrosche, have really been underestimated."

Without seeing what he did, a mist that was darker than the night suddenly appeared next to the pit destroyed by Shinji's fire magic. This mist was not affected by the night wind and gathered into a long line, one end of which was held in the hand of "White Winged Lord" , the other end extends outward and eventually flows into the water.

Almost at the same time, Shinji, who was walking in the middle of the river using rune magic, had a black line on his right wrist.

Sensing something strange, Shenji took off his sleeves and saw the black line extending upwards along the wrist at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wherever it passed, it was already extremely swollen, and the bruised and purple arm was dying at a speed visible to the naked eye. Become rotten.

"It's not good, it's a curse."

Shinji had seen this symptom in the information left to him by Lorelaia. It was one of the abilities of "White Winged Lord" of Oten Rose. He had used this ability to deal with several members of the Bartholomew family. Ancestors.

This is a vicious curse specifically targeted at magicians. The black thread will absorb the magician's magic power and grow continuously. While gradually destroying the magician's magic circuit, it can also cause physical pain. It can be described as a double blow to the mind and body.

In just a few seconds of checking the curse, Shinji already felt that his magic power was out of control.

Looking at the black line that gradually crossed the elbow and gradually approached the shoulder, Shenji gritted his teeth and pulled out the "magic gun bow sword" to cut it off. According to records, only by cutting off the connection between the black thread and the body in time can the curse continue to spread. This is the only conclusion reached by the Bartholomew family after studying the corpses of their sacrificed ancestors.

The sword flashed.