The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Hercules!!" Iphia looked nervously at the black giant sent back by the priests of the Supreme Cult, and looked very uneasy.

I don’t know what curse or poison was used by Io. The abnormality of Hercules' body cannot be dispelled by ordinary healing magic, which makes Iphia, who has always relied on Hercules, unconsciously exposed. Anxious expression.

"It's a strange power. It's not like a normal cursing black magic. It looks like Hercules is sick." As a genius wizard, Lasputin is also stunned by what is known as the strangest and most mysterious black magic. Magic has been studied in depth. But in her opinion, the black magic in Hercules is not.

Ordinary black magic has a strong response to the healing magic of the Supreme God, and it shouldn't be like this. This symptom was quite similar to some pagan magic arts in some ancient books she had read.

Even though the whole body was entangled by the power of the disease, Hercules still did not give up resistance, and the steel-like muscles were violently twisting. Obviously, even if he temporarily lost his consciousness, the giant whose highest goal is to protect Iphia is still working hard.

"Huh, I can't stand it anymore, let this king solve this problem." The heroic king Yu Ke shook his hair, opened the treasure house of Babylon belonging to her in the lounge, and took out a golden one from there. flagon.

"Do you have a way?" Lasputin looked at the heroic king Yuke wearing the golden armor with some surprise. In her impression, this golden king could not have any relationship with the healing profession.

"In this world, there is no problem that this king cannot solve. It is just a disease. No matter what kind of disease or plague, if you put on this wine of eternal life, there will be no problems." Lifting the golden jug in his hand, he sprinkled the olive wine in the jug directly on Hercules.

"Hey! Hey!" As if pouring ice water on a hot red iron plate, the color of Hercules' muscles sprinkled with the wine of the heroic king Yuke suddenly changed back to normal black. That unnatural dark color, the color eroded by disease, is quickly disappearing.

Not long after, Hercules, who was eroded by the power of Talona summoned by Io, opened his eyes. Although his eyes were still muddy as always, the ferocious gaze showed that the berserker Hercules was back again.

"Really effective? That is really the legendary wine of immortality. Drinking it will give you eternal life?" Lasputin looked at the golden jug in the hands of the heroic king Yu Ke in disbelief. The coat of arms of double snakes and rods is carved on it, which seems to be the coat of arms used by alchemists who specialized in the art of immortality in ancient times.

"Huh, the wine of eternal life? This is just an unrealistic delusion. The stuff in it is basically a kind of poison." The heroic king Yu Ke shook the golden flagon in his hand and said dismissively.

"What does this mean?" Lasputin asked somewhat uncomprehendingly. Judging from Hercules' situation, this wine is indeed useful.

"The theory of making this thing is to use a special magic circle to gather countless life force, condense the liquid close to the fairy tree of life to make wine. Then let the person who drink it digest the infinite life force, and gain a long time. s life."

"But, in fact, all the people who had drunk this kind of wine died, because neither humans nor other races' bodies can withstand the compressed life force. To drink this kind of wine, you have to First is the immortal body. This is ridiculous. The wine of immortality created in order to obtain the immortal body can only be drunk by those who have the immortal body." The heroic king Yu Ke threw the golden jug back into the treasure house of Babylon. . For her, this kind of thing can only be used as an enhanced holy water.

"It is indeed an unsolvable paradox, it's a pity..." Lasputin shook his head with some regret. When studying magic, she had also looked for information about this wine with great interest. After all, immortality is really an irresistible temptation for human beings with short lives.

"Wow!" While the Heroic Spirit King Yu could heal Hercules. The third battle of this round has also come to an end.

The opponents of the third battle were a strong human man in red and a green-faced orc warrior wearing only a pair of shorts. Both are fighting empty-handed, and there is no way to see the treasures they use from the outside, probably hidden in the body.

From the very beginning, the battle situation showed a one-sided trend. Although the green-faced orcs far surpassed their opponents in terms of height and weight, the fierce roar was overwhelmed. But in the tropical jungle where the two are fighting, the human side has achieved an overwhelming advantage.

"Come on." The fighter in red hooked his finger at his opponent, and the handsome face under his blond hair showed a confident smile.

"Aw!" The scarred green-faced orc was angered, and violent electric light erupted from his body. Then, his whole body shrank into a ball, and he slew at high speed on the ground like a ball, and then rushed towards the young man in red frantically.

"That's right. I've waited for a long time. Let's stop here for the warm-up exercise." Facing the human thunderball incarnation of the green-faced orc, the young man in red didn't dare to be too careless. From the beginning to now, he took it seriously for the first time.

"Flap! Flap!" There were countless small bluish-white electric lights flashing in the humid air of the tropical rain forest, and the green-faced orc shrunk into a ball has no weakness at this moment. He is surrounded by powerful lightning power and is a living human weapon.

"I feel it, it's this feeling, this kind of wave of killing intent." The young man in red placed his left hand on his chest, his right hand clenched into a fist, waiting for the moment when the outcome could be decided.

If he can't grasp the timing, it will be his defeat, if he can grasp it, then it will be his complete victory. He enjoys this kind of crisis. Because of this, he came to participate in this brave conference. He is not interested in being a brave or anything. What excites him is the game itself.

"Boom!" The green-faced orc tumbling at high speed had already arrived in front of the red-clothed youth, and the tiny electric light flashing in the air even made his skin feel explosive.

"Oh!"

"Thanglong combo!" At the last moment, the young man in red finally made a move. The raised fist slammed directly into the sky from the ground like a dragon flying in the air, and together with the opponent, it seemed as if it was going to blast through the sky.

"Bang!" The green-faced orcs who had shrunk into a ball were punched into the sky by the red-clothed youth like being hit with a ball. Vaguely, a dragon shadow appeared behind the young man in red. It was the phantom of the dragon rising into the sky, representing the power of the essence of this trick.

Needless to say the victory or defeat at this moment, the organizers of the brave tournament soon announced the name of the winner:

"Winner, Ken Masters."

"Not enough, just with this level of killing intent, it's far from enough. It seems that more stimulation is needed." Ken looked at his punches. Although his opponent was very strong this time, it was still not enough. Not enough to trigger his hidden power.

Obviously, to achieve his pre-match goal, he needs a stronger opponent. For example, Karaal, or Sofia's Relu is a powerful opponent. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to find the kind of energy fluctuation that suits him best, like his best friend and biggest opponent.

It seems that his hope has to wait until the next round.

"Raxia, are you okay?" This is not the first time Lin has asked Laxia about her health. Since the end of yesterday's game, Laxia's appearance is very wrong. Although it seemed that there was something wrong with the body, from then on, Laxia had become silent, as if she had been silently enduring something.

"It's okay, it's just this shock, there won't be any problem. Lin, is the news true?" Laxia lowered her head to prevent Lin from seeing her current expression. She herself knew that her expression must be very bad now.

"It should be true. You will be able to see the person you wish to meet soon." Lin nodded. This is the only news that can make La Xia happy since yesterday.

"Finally, I can meet. Really, where did you go, why didn't you come to see me... Ulysses, I want to see you..." Laxia's voice became smaller and smaller, what happened yesterday, yes. Her excitement is too great.

Until now, she still felt that the soul of the child who had disappeared in this world was saying something to her. In her mind, the child's voice has not disappeared.

"Rasha..."

"Raxia!"

"Raxia, wake up, it's your turn to play!" Lin's voice rang loudly in Laxia's ear, making her sober.