The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 113 No.40 Eight Scenes. Flaws
In the dark sky, the blood-colored moon hung high, and from time to time, the howls of unknown beasts could be heard. In the atrium of the Byron Weiss Cathedral, countless crimson lightning flashes intertwined, accompanied by chants that became louder and louder step by step. , like a scene of the end of the world.

At this time, Pachelbel was no longer as comfortable as before. The robe on his body was damaged in many places, and a little blood leaked out, but the blades in both hands were still sharp, and the expression on his face changed from the original plain and indifferent to a more For the appearance of madness.

"Give my flesh and blood to the gods, and my soul shall live forever."

While fighting, he chanted prayers loudly, completely unaffected by the pain, just like a fanatic.

Pachel Bell constantly used divine spells to strengthen his defensive ability, and at the same time added chaos spells to increase his attack power. On his body, light and shadow, order and chaos seemed to have reached a harmonious unity.

Rosen sighed inwardly at Pachelbel's long-lasting fighting ability, while secretly observing the movements around him.

Ellander has obviously felt exhausted, and many movements are not as precise as before. Only by relying on the weird and changeable military equipment can he compete with Pachelbel.

The elements in the air gradually gathered among the three people in the battle, and the collision of magic power caused countless flashes of light, but Rosen discovered that there were some differences.

If he was just an ordinary Bronze Rank powerhouse, then his sense of magic power would only make him focus on Pachelbel, but Rosen is an undead, and undead naturally have a very different understanding of the flow of vitality. With ordinary perception, he found that there are many green rivers in the air, which are the rivers of the souls of the dead of countless Byron Weiss.

These rivers meandered and converged toward the atrium of the cathedral, but unexpectedly, they did not flow into Pachelbel's body.

Those souls are gathering behind Pachelbel in the team that has been singing.

It turned out to be a blindfold.

Rosen thought to himself, he should have known that those people were weird, but Pachelbel himself was too impressive to others. Anyone's first instinct was that he would be the core controller of the entire advent ceremony, but he didn't expect him to actually Willing to hand it over to others.

Looks like this guy isn't that crazy either.

After realizing the flaw, Rosen gave up the idea of ​​fighting a war of attrition with Pachelbel. He had been conserving his magic power, and now he had enough to spare. It was not a problem to find opportunities to break through Pachelbel's blockade.

After making up his mind, Rosen pointed his sword directly at Pachelbel's throat, and the magic power surged, making the wolf knight sword in his hand seem to become much bigger.

"It's futile."

Pachelbel didn't know that Rosen had seen through his arrangement. Seeing that Rosen had made a clear killing move for the first time since the battle, he didn't hold back. come down.

"what!!?"

But Rosen's sword, this sword full of killing intent, lost all vigor in the middle, as if it was an understatement, it passed Pachelbel's long sword, and the two swords missed before they even had time to confront each other.

In terms of strength, Pachelbel may be equal to or even better than Rosen. But when it comes to swordsmanship, Rosen can irresponsibly say that no one he has encountered so far can match him.

On the surface, this sword looks like a simple false move, but in the fierce battle between life and death, this sword has a clear killing intent, and even has a back move. No matter who it is, it will be deceived by it, thus ignoring Rosen's real purpose.

In just a split second, Rosen rushed towards the priests behind Pachelbel, moving forward with unstoppable will.

For the first time, panic appeared on Pachelbel's face.

"stop!!!"

He raised the Holy Sword of Light in his left hand, and three Judgment Swords appeared in midair, flying towards Rosen.

"Where are you looking?"

But Ellander did not give Pachelbel a chance. Although the nun was exhausted and her forehead was already dripping with sweat, she still raised her hand, and the three crosses floating beside her immediately rushed towards the three swords of judgment. Intercept it halfway.

Like an arrow, Rosen shot straight into the group of priests. The wolf knight sword in his hand waved, and the scorching flames formed a huge sword body. He showed no mercy, and with five consecutive sword strikes, he almost killed the priests who were caught off guard.

In this way, the progress of the ceremony will be... wait! ! ?
In a daze, Rosen suddenly noticed something strange.

He didn't have time to think about it, he jumped up directly, and the next moment, the heads of the group of priests exploded, and countless squirming tentacles gushed out from inside, followed by crimson lightning. It was about to be entangled by the tentacles made of these magic powers, and was hit by the scarlet thunder.

On the other side, Erandall, who had allocated three crosses to assist Rosen, slowed down his attack frequency due to excessive consumption, but Pachelbel did not miss this flaw, and sent out the long sword of chaos in his hand, directly Through Erandall's flank!
"what--"

If Elandre was not a body composed of alchemy dolls, then the erosion effect brought by this sword alone would at least make her unable to stand up again in this life, or even die suddenly because of it.

But being directly hit by the long sword of the bronze step is not a good feeling. Alandel showed a distressed expression on her face, and the long sword of the cross beside her wanted to make a rescue, but her whole body was kicked away by Pachelbel and broke. A thick stone pillar in the corridor raised a cloud of dust.

"You are very smart and can see the flow of souls."

The excited expression returned to Pachelbel's face, as if the previous panic was all a play.

"But have you ever thought about such an obvious fact, would I miss it?"

It turned out that all this was a hoax.

Pachelbel had no intention of hiding it from the beginning, and had even been waiting for Rosen and Erandel to take action to attack the priests because they were all traps.

The core of the Advent Ceremony was Pachelbel from the very beginning. He just used a puppet to make others think that the flow of the soul was abnormal, and all of this was for the purpose of gaining a chance to defeat the enemy one-on-one in the battle .

On the battlefield where life and death are fought, intuition is likely to deceive you. This should be the first lesson learned after stepping into the black iron step and mastering the ability of "sense".

Pachelbel looked with some satisfaction at the group of priests who had turned into unspeakable monsters and Rosen, who was constantly killing tentacles. He opened his hands as if he was holding something, and groaned.

“On the first day, the goddess lit the fire, and the light dispersed the fog, bringing stability and calm;

"The next day the Goddess separated the elements and established order and rule;
"On the third day, the goddess created the dragon with light, and the long-lived dragon managed the world as the goddess' agent;
"On the fourth day, the goddess created elves with water, and the slender elves acted as servants of the goddess to transform the world;
“On the fifth day, the goddess used wind and earth to create the Felt and El tribes, adding a bit of vitality to the world;
"On the sixth day, the goddess created human beings with fire, and mortals were bound by fate, struggling and sinking;
"On the seventh day, the goddess created the ashes from the dregs of the elements, to bear the shadow of the world."

This is a passage in the Creation Myth, in which the contents of the seventh day were hidden by the Temple long after the Second Holy War.

Pachelbel was like the most holy priest at this moment. He spoke again and chanted prayers.

"Now, the stars have fallen, the gods have withered, and only everyone sings you, praises you, and calls your name."

He rose slowly, and all the elements, magic power, and soul gathered into Pachelbel's body.

There was a sound of tearing, and the robe behind Pachelbel was stretched open, and two pairs of black wings spread out. The wings were composed of countless black magic crystals, glowing with blood-colored brilliance.

"Give me power, Lord of the Abyss, and use the power of chaos to purify this rotten world!"

(End of this chapter)