When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

Simple chants echoed in the assassin hall.

At first, I could still hear the content of the spell clearly, but later on, the spell became more and more complex, and the intonation of the chant became more and more strange, making it impossible to understand the content of the chant at all.

As the mantra was recited, an inexplicable aura gradually filled the air.

Dark purple mist floated faintly on the gray ground, and a pungent smell floated in the air, as if something terrible was brewing.

The Sloth Archbishop focused on condensing the magic power of the shadows, preparing a large-scale magic that could wipe out everyone present.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the mysterious mage summoning two more spirit knights to stop the three black-robed assassins.

However, he didn't care.

He still has enough mental power. Even in the face of such a violent attack from Wei Luo, the shadow shield can still hold on for another seven or eight minutes. Even if a magister is added, it will not be able to break it in the next half minute. of shadow shield.

And his large-scale shadow magic is about to be completed, and the winner will be announced soon.

......

Listening to the sound of the storm and the clash of weapons not far away, Li Shanren knew that the Storm King's wings had already fought against the three black-robed assassins.

He resisted the urge to divert his attention to watch the battle, held the sword in one hand, and strode towards the shadow shield.

As the spell reverberated, the shadow magic in the assassin's hall rose at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sinister and profound power made Li Shanren feel palpitated, as if a disaster was imminent.

This was his spiritual sense warning him, shouting at him, urging him to leave this dangerous place quickly.

Spiritual sense is a special sense produced after spiritual power reaches a certain level.

Generally manifested as premonitions of future events, alertness to dangers, predictions of unknown things, etc.

Melee professionals will also have their own spiritual sense, but it is generally believed that the spiritual sense of legal professionals will be more sensitive.

Li Shanren walked four or five steps away from the shadow shield, holding the sword in his left hand, taking out the meteorite staff in his right hand, and placed a "magic mirror" on the spot.

The original magic mirror can no longer cover his position.

Putting away the meteorite staff, he took out the dagger from his waist and used "Determination".

The power of the next hit increases by 60%.

Finally, Li Shanren stood in the magic circle and held the Kallia Knight Sword with both hands, injecting a large amount of concentration value into the sword body, triggering the weapon's exclusive combat skills.

In the blink of an eye, the Kallia Knight Sword turned into a magic sword that was as wide as the palm of your hand and two meters long.

After amplification, the magic power of the pyroxene floats in the sword body like water waves, allowing people to feel the terrifying power contained in it even from a distance.

The lazy priest who was chanting a spell saw this scene but did not take it seriously. Although it was not a magic he was familiar with, judging from the aura and power emanating from the sword, the power of this blow was slightly higher than the previous rock ball.

He didn't take it seriously yet.

After condensing the magic sword, Li Shanren did not slash immediately, but tightened his grip on the hilt and continued to accumulate power.

The next second, the magic sword suddenly grew in size, and the sword suddenly reached three palms wide and nearly five meters long.

The intense flow of pyroxene magic power flows on the blue sword like a rushing stream, and little bits of magic light scatter down, exuding an unsettling magic aura.

Seeing this scene, the lazy Archbishop paused slightly in reciting the incantation, and his eyes became a little more serious.

After being strengthened once, the power produced by that magic sword cannot be underestimated.

Wei Luo, who was constantly launching Flowing Shadow Instant Slash, also noticed Li Shanren accumulating powerful magic not far away with his peripheral vision, and the attack became even more violent.

Countless sword slashes fell on the shadow shield like a downpour, seemingly not intending to leave any chance for it to breathe.

Li Shanren, who was holding the magic sword, was not aware of the psychological changes of the two men. He concentrated on holding the hilt of the sword tightly, continuing to accumulate strength and pouring all his strength into it.

"Ping!"

The blue sword filled with the magic power of pyroxene surged again. This time the sword was almost half a meter wide and nearly ten meters long.

This sublimation even caused it to produce a sound similar to the sound of a sword.

The terrible magic power is squeezed into the sword body, making the sword body blue and white, making it difficult to see the original color of the pyroxene magic power. This is a manifestation of the magic power being compressed to the extreme.

At the same time, the magic power on the sword was also surging crazily, as if a rolling and surging river had been forced into this magic sword.

A terrifying aura that seemed to destroy everything emanated from the sword.

The lazy priest's expression suddenly changed, and he felt the power of emerald-level magic from the sword.

Just when he wanted to stop casting spells and instead stop someone from releasing magic, Li Shanren, who was already running out of energy, held the hilt of the sword tightly and swung down suddenly without any distractions.

Combat Skill——

How great! Kalia!

"哐——! Zhila!"

The blue-white magic sword struck the shadow shield as heavy as a stone, causing it to make a sound similar to that of crystal shattering.

The lazy Archbishop's face changed drastically, and his eyes showed disbelief.

He clearly saw a slight crack appearing on the surface of the originally extremely tenacious shield.

Wei Luo, who had already shown his full strength, was naturally keenly aware of this crack. His figure flashed and suddenly appeared above the crack. He held the sword in both hands and stabbed downwards like a broken bamboo.

The two-handed sword burning with blue flames accurately inserted into the crack.

Wei Luo held the sword hilt with his left hand, turned his right hand into a palm, and slammed the end of the sword hilt.

"Fuck-"

The broad blade of the sword immediately penetrated a little, widening the tiny crack.

"How could it be! It was just a magic attack of the same level, but it actually exceeded the shield's resistance threshold... The elf's attack just now must have put too much pressure on the shield!"

The lazy Archbishop looked ugly.

He didn't care to activate the powerful shadow magic again, stopped reciting the spell, waved his staff, and output magic power to repair the damaged shadow shield.

The cracked shadow shield immediately healed quickly, squeezing the two-handed sword that had penetrated it.

At the same time, a dark purple magic swamp appeared under Li Shanren's feet, and instantly turned into a shadowy hand trying to wrap him up.

Li Shanren still held the Kallia Knight Sword in his hand and was accumulating the next chop.

With his current concentration value, it is enough for him to release four combat skills in a row, and each time he can use "Determination" to greatly enhance it.

But this time, the big shadow hand attacked him. Li Shanren had to give up the "Great Kalia" that had already reached the second stage, and directly chopped down the big shadow hand.

On the other side, Wei Luo clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, gritted his teeth, and pressed against the sword body so that it could not be squeezed out of the gap.

The rune crystals on the sword trembled slightly, and the Alder crystals frantically released telekinetic explosions in all directions, helping to shake the already flawless shadow shield.

The Sloth Archbishop clenched his wand tightly, his eyes widened, his forehead was sweating, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was wrestling with Wei Luo through the air.

The skeleton magic spirit also seemed to have a premonition of impending disaster, and its gray teeth "clacked" and trembled.

Without the instructions of the Sloth Archbishop, it began to mobilize its shadow magic on its own to attack Wei Luo, who seemed to be the greatest threat.

In an instant, several large shadow hands rose from the ground, their arms stretched extremely long, and they grabbed Wei Luo's legs and dragged him down hard.

Wei Luo's feet seemed to be growing on the shadow shield. No matter how hard the shadow hands exerted force, they remained motionless.

The two sides maintained a stalemate, with Lazy Archbishop desperately trying to repair the shield, and Weiluo concentrating on breaking the shield.

Just this time, Li Shanren once again accumulated the third level "Great Kaliya".

The blue and white magic sword struck down with an aura that could crush everything.

"哐——!"

The shadow shield shook violently, and the small crack expanded again, spreading like a branch.

When Wei Luo saw this, he shouted loudly, his whole body surged with strength, and he pressed the sword down an inch with both hands again, and the sword tip almost completely entered the shield.

"Stupid...idiot! Go deal with that magister!"

The lazy Archbishop clenched his teeth and squeezed out the curse from between his teeth.

The skeleton magician suddenly understood and regrouped the magic with an evil smile.

The next second, a dark hole appeared above Li Shanren's head. A terrifying aura came from it, and the shadow magic gathered into a pillar and could fall at any time.

At this moment, Li Shanren also prepared the third most powerful "Great Kalia" and swung it down heavily without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The high-pitched sound of the shield breaking sounded, and the crack expanded again, completely turning into a crack that was difficult to heal.

"Drink!"

Veins appeared on Wei Luo's arm, and he poured all his strength into it, piercing one-third of the sword into the shield.

Immediately afterwards, the two-handed sword burst out with a dazzling silver-white light.

"Ouch——!"

The silver-white giant wolf that was originally integrated into the sword actually jumped out of the shield. With a body nearly two meters high, it threw the unsuspecting and lazy Archbishop to the ground and bit him fiercely.

"Uh-huh!"

Miserable screams came from below.

"Quack quack..."

The skeleton magic spirit was still smiling evilly, but now his laughter was filled with a bit of panic.

It immediately condensed four big shadow hands around the Sloth Archbishop, and slapped the silver-white giant wolf, trying to save its own magician.

The four shadowy hands fell hard on the giant wolf, but it was like slapping rocks. No matter how much force was used, the silver-white giant wolf remained unmoved and kept lowering its head to bite.

Wei Luo, who was standing on the shield, suddenly exerted force, completely immersing the two-handed sword into the shadow shield, and then twisted the sword vigorously.

"Zila! Bang! Bang! Ping——!"

Cracks spread on the surface of the shield and expanded rapidly, covering the entire shield in the blink of an eye.

As Wei Luo slapped his last palm on the hilt of the sword, the crumbling shadow shield immediately shattered, turning into countless shadow magic and disappearing.

Wei Luo landed lightly on one knee and immediately looked in the direction of Li Shanren.

The magician who was the key to the victory was lying down a few meters away, vomiting blood, holding a small red bottle with a painful expression and moving it to his mouth with difficulty.