The deep aura of death began to gather, and the great corpse witch recited a long spell. Casting high-level magic was a very labor-intensive matter, so Connli only allocated a small part of his magic power to continue to maintain the "Mimetic Skeleton" With the existence of the rock monster, the tall rock monster continued to rely on brute force to wreak havoc. Every heavy punch brought huge cracks to the ground. Roland avoided the attack of the rock monster while continuing to use various powerful attacks without stopping. Powerful attack magic. Under the unremitting efforts of him and Bast, the rock body of the "Mimetic Skeleton" has become riddled with holes. Although there is still a long way to go before the monster can be completely blown away, it is already an expected thing. thing.
If there were no huge fluctuations in magic power caused by the great corpse witch's magic, then the expectations would indeed be good.
"Master, what should we do?" The mental fluctuations transmitted by the evil flame demon were full of strong anxiety and panic. Although his continuous attacks had achieved certain results, the fluctuations in the magic power of the great corpse witch's magic were so great that even he, a very special person, The caster can clearly perceive it, and any creature with a normal brain knows that if the Great Corpse Witch is allowed to complete this magic, the seriousness of the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Don't worry, I'm already prepared." Compared to the uneasiness of the Evil Balrog, Roland's mental fluctuations appeared to be very calm, as if the Great Corpse Witch's response had been expected. Taking advantage of the gap when Connli had no time to worry about it, he distanced himself from the rock monster while searching for traces of the secret pattern war hammer buried under the rubble.
found it! His pupils suddenly lit up, and a white column of air erupted from the palm of his hand and fell into the rubble on the ground. The strong air flow cleared an area several meters in size, and the ancient war hammer was lying quietly underneath. .
The green whirlwind rolled up, carrying the warhammer back into Roland's hands.
What does he want to do? Are you going to use a war hammer to blast this damn monster away? Bast felt a little confused about Roland's actions. Although he firmly believes in the power of the war hammer, it is probably impossible to break through such a heavy defense in one fell swoop, not to mention that as a former holder of the war hammer, he has also used it to kill several powerful people. The enemy's demon knows very well that the energy of this weapon is not infinite and can be squandered at will. If that is the case, why should he be afraid of any enemy he has encountered in the past? Each activation will cause a certain loss of the power of the war hammer. Once consumed, If the war hammer is used excessively, it will fall into a long dormancy and slowly regain its strength. Judging from the recent frequent activations of this war hammer, I am afraid that the power contained in it will be completely consumed in one or two more times at most.
In such a situation, it is obviously unreliable to solve the current danger. What's more, that damn corpse witch also knows the "Advanced Counterattack Technique". This spell is simply the nemesis of warriors holding weapons!
No matter what Bast thought, time was moving quickly, and at this time, the Great Corpse Witch's magic had come to an end. The breath of magic lingers on the body surface of the rock monster, and the final structure is carried out under exquisite control.
??Eighth level magic, death freezing. A horrifying necromancy spell. Under the action of the ice breath of death, both the soul and the body will be completely frozen and cease to exist.
It's now! Just before the magic was about to be cast, Roland finally seized the rare opportunity. He stopped all magic attacks, then stood on the spot and let out a silent cry.
The dark purple flames shot up to a height of more than ten feet, and the dazzling light almost turned his skeletal body into a small sun. His mental power broke through one peak after another and continued to strengthen, and finally turned into an invisible beam pointing directly at the Great Corpse Witch. ripple.
Mental shock!
At the same time, Bast, who was connected to the soul contract, felt his brain explode. He had no time to scream, and the sudden pain was so severe that his mind went blank. His pain seemed to be squeezing every bit of potential in the evil flame demon's body. The sharply rising pressure in his skull caused several flying blood arrows to shoot out from the demon's ears and other places.
Another mental shock!
The core of Great Corpse Witch Connli's soul suddenly throbbed, and the two merged into one place. An unprecedentedly strong spiritual impact penetrated the barrier of the "Skeleton of Mimicry" and blasted directly into his heart. He felt every emotion deep in his heart. There was a buzzing and roaring in every corner, and then it turned into a shocking lightning that tore apart his brief conscious thought, and the final formation of the magic was interrupted.
The breath of magic was disordered, and the out-of-control energy surged and overflowed. The first thing to be affected was the "Skeleton of Mimicry". The tall rock monster suddenly lost all its ability to move. The rock that was majestic and destructive just a moment ago The body kept shaking, and huge boulders kept falling off from the body, making Roland and Bast work hard to get in.The rock giant that performed the attack completely disintegrated in a matter of seconds.
The backlash of magic failure is particularly harmful to the mage. At this moment, the corpse witch's phylactery automatically casts a spell to protect the master. The aqua blue ripples produced by "Magic Ordering Guard" instantly smoothed the magic disorder in the corpse witch's body. If it weren't for the timely fluctuations of this spell, the backlash fluctuations of the death freeze would have seriously injured the corpse witch.
Connli was shocked and angry. The loss of his magic power caused by the failure of the eighth-level magic was immeasurable. The successive casting of two high-level magics had already consumed too much of his magic power, and he only had a few remaining middle- and low-level magics. It is undoubtedly impossible for spells to deal with the inexplicable amount of magic power in front of Ovo's minions. Although his phylactery is powerful, it can cast protective magic. In this case, I am afraid that even if all the magic power in his body is used up, it will be difficult to hurt him. The other party doesn't care at all.
Mages are all guys who can only stand strong for ten minutes. These words that are widely circulated in the endless planes involuntarily came to the heart of the great corpse witch. If he loses his magic power, how can he be the two in front of him? The enemy opponent of the war job.
I didn¡¯t expect that I would have to use that thing. Thinking of this, the Great Corpse Witch couldn't help but feel a little helpless, but in order to take back the key wheel, he had no choice but to give it up.
"Ovo's minions, just accept your death this time." Seeing the opponent's powerful magic coming across the sky again, Connli activated the protective spell of the phylactery, then looked at Roland and shouted in a low voice.
"That's what I want to say too." Roland responded without any sign of weakness, holding the war hammer in hand.
The bones of the big corpse witch's hand stretched forward, and the front end of the phalanx of the index finger fell off, revealing a deep, dark hole.
"This is the supreme curse 'Legal Return to Dust' given to me by His Highness Griffith himself. I never thought that one day I would use it on an opponent like you, a minion of Ovo, even if you are a strong man in the Holy Domain. Don¡¯t even think about escaping the fate of destruction.¡±
"Return to dust." A majestic aura of destruction came, the sky dimmed instantly, and the pure black death light flooded the earth.
(ps: My friend is going to write a paper on bandits in the late Qing Dynasty and asked me to help get some relevant ancient books and documents. As a good friend, I can¡¯t shirk it. He also knows that I am very busy at work and has not given me too many tasks, but he is expected to need some help. I will be busy until next week. Therefore, the updates in the next week will still be very weak, and I am very ashamed.)