Noble Emblem

Beta is not a pure warrior, and he does not have innate skills such as "Fist and Foot Mastery". For ordinary people or weaker spellcasters, the force of this flying kick is tantamount to a hammer hitting the face, but this The rather young pope had a weak barrier blocking his face. Beta kicked him up, causing ripples to appear on the barrier.

It was actually a double barrier... Beta clicked his tongue inwardly, not expecting that this guy was as 'afraid of death' as ​​he was.

In fact, Beta also has two trigger-type protective barriers.

Although he was not harmed, any arrogant person would become angry and mad if they saw a shoe sole two centimeters in front of their eyes, especially people like the Pope of Life who are already standing at the top of the pyramid.

An unspeakable rage broke out in the heart of the young Life Pope, and he roared: "You..."

But Beta waited for him to finish his words and kicked his chest with his left foot again.

There was still a magic circle, but this time he was kicked to the ground and the previous circular barrier was immediately shattered. Beta turned around and took the falling golden sword into his hand.

Although Beta's kick still did not hurt the Pope of Life, it interrupted the opponent's magic frequency.

In combat, the frequency of magic power is very important. Just like the rhythm of melee attacks, magic frequency is also a kind of combat rhythm.

For top spellcasters, the flow and use of magic power in the body is like breathing.

And disordered breathing will naturally have a lot of impact on the speed and power of spell casting.

With the whistling wind in his ears, the fallen young pope resumed the operation of his magic power in less than two seconds. This was the first time that he had been suppressed so miserably. The anger in his heart was about to burst out again. When he raised his eyes, he saw He shot two powerful pyrotechnics in the air, one after another, and chased him down.

The diameter of each Pyroblast is about four meters.

Just by looking at it, you can tell how powerful these two pyroblasts are.

He used the levitation technique to finally stabilize his body and the rhythm of his magic pulse. As long as he was given half a second, he could attack with all his strength.

But seeing these two huge explosive fireballs shooting down, he was unable to use flying magic for the time being, so he had to hastily, even with all his mental reflexes, he immediately cast a circle of magic shield in front of him. .

Two rounds of strong explosive fire spells directly hit the magic shield. The loud explosion caused by the violent explosion was like thunder and could be heard throughout the Holy City of Life.

Many people walked out of their homes and looked at the two mushroom-like white clouds slowly spreading in the sky.

Then in the clouds, two black spots rose and fell.

At the same time, there seemed to be colorful lights around the two black spots.

At this time, the Pope of Life's nostrils have begun to bleed. Even if there is a magic shield to help block the damage, Beta's strong explosive fire technique is not so easy to withstand. Moreover, the rhythm of the battle has been controlled by Beta, and the opponent forcibly casts a powerful magic shield instantly. , which is also a huge burden on one’s own spirit.

The Pope of Life wiped his nose and looked above himself. He was about to fight back, but saw more than a dozen weird magical arts being thrown down.

His anger rose again. If he was a little worried about the mental backlash just now, but now, he no longer cares about it.

"It's too much!"

The Pope of Life roared angrily and tried his best to instantly activate two layers of magic shields. He also held a thunder gun in each hand and threw it at Beta with great force.

The speed of the thunder gun is so fast that it almost reaches the speed of sound.

But Beta had already been mentally prepared. He moved sideways and changed direction twice in the air, dodging two thunder guns. Then those magical spells hit the Pope of Life, and only three spells were blocked... These were directly harmful. of divine magic.

In an instant, the Pope of Life flashed with colorful light, which was a sign that the debuff spells were taking effect. The Pope of Life had just used Pyroblast, Arcane Flying Weakness, and Coin Bombardment against Beta. His scruples were too great, so he only put up two magic shields to resist such direct damage.

He really didn't expect that Beta was not bad at debuffing magic.

When Beta saw that the opponent had been hit by debuff magic, he curled his lips in disdain... The young pope had good strength, but he was impulsive and had no substantial combat experience.

If he performed normally, he could at least hold on to Beta for about ten minutes, but now... he was at an absolute disadvantage in less than a minute.

Feeling that his body was gradually becoming weak and the flow of magic power in his body began to slow down, the young pope came out of his rage and finally felt a little panicked.

Because of the Soaring Cloud Technique and because he knew what wind resistance was, Beta entered the water straight and fell at a faster speed.

All priests have high willpower and extremely strong magic resistance. The effect and time of debuff magic taking effect on them will be greatly reduced.

But the superposition of nearly ten different magic effects of debuffs, even if it only lasts for ten seconds, is enough.

Before the Life Pope could shake off the debuffing magic effect, Beta had fallen in front of him.

The body became upright again, stepped directly on his magic shield, and looked down at the slightly hesitant and extremely angry face below.

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Beta's mouth. He had all the attributes, but his combat awareness was too poor.

When the Pope of Life saw this, his lips were trembling with anger.

But now he can only cower behind the magic guard and has no strength to fight back.

The two continued to fall, and Beta raised the golden sword and thrust it down hard.

The sword light brought by the sword will directly pierced the two layers of shields. Although the sword light of the sword will disappeared, the tip of the golden sword stabbed towards the forehead of the Pope of Life.

The Pope of Life stretched out his right hand and blocked it in front of his forehead.

In Beta's view, this was a useless move. How could a flesh and blood body block his golden sword?

But the accident happened like this. The golden sword stabbed into the palm of the Pope of Life. As the flesh and blood burst out, a clanking sound was heard. The golden sword stabbed a hard object, penetrated through, and then made a clanking sound and stabbed again. Hit by something hard.

This time it penetrated about half a centimeter, but the sword could not advance any further.

A large amount of blood flowed from the forehead of the Pope of Life.

These are...very hard hand bones and skull.

Before Beta had time to show his sigh on his face, the Pope of Life ignored the blood in his hands and grabbed Beta's long sword and said with a ferocious smile: "You can't kill me."

At this time, the two of them were very close to the ground. The Pope of Life stretched out his left hand and wanted to use magic on Beta, but Beta was faster and kicked him directly in the face, and his nose was flattened.

The Pope of Life hit the ground like a cannonball, sending dust and mud flying.

Beta stepped on an auspicious cloud and looked down at the immobile enemy below. When he was about to end the battle with a fireball, he suddenly floated back several meters.

A diamond-shaped, green crystal floated silently from where he was just now.