dedicated to violets

Hundreds of undead appeared in the forest and mist, and the blue flames dancing in their eyes made people shudder.Isabella waved her hand and shouted loudly: "Everyone come back!"

The blade turned into a gust of wind twisted the skeleton to pieces, and the whole altar reverberated with the dull sound of bones colliding.

A dozen or so members of the Magician's Guild gathered together, and under the command of Isabella, they resisted wave after wave of undead attacks in an orderly manner.

Sean's eyes straightened: "This is a thorough study of magic."

Willie agrees.

The undead is a tricky existence. They don't fear swords and don't know pain. As long as they are not smashed, even if they only have one hand or one leg left, they will continue to attack.Out of the dozen or so magicians present, less than five of them could use forbidden or quasi-forbidden spells.

However, the connection between their different departments of magic is very ingenious. The combination of basic magic and high-level magic often has amazing effects.The hurricane manipulated by Isabella sliced ​​up the skeletons, the fire and ice crushed the cut skeletons, and the earth magic buried the undead in dust.

Earth, wind, water, and fire are the four most basic categories of magic. Under these four categories, there are many small branches.The vast majority of people with magical talents fall into these four categories, so there are quite a lot of magical books about these four categories, and the research is the most thorough.

As for the other branches, compared with the four basic categories, both the quantity and quality of spells are much poorer.

For example, Viri is the most friendly to the elements of the thunder system, and he is also good at thunder magic.

But there are a dozen of thunder magic spells in total.In the final analysis, it is because there are too few thunder magicians, and there are even fewer top thunder magic saints. Over the past few hundred years, there has only been one, and it was sacrificed in the Violet War.

Just when Viri was lost in thought, several figures appeared in the mist.

They all wore the same white robes, with the logo of the cross of eternal life embroidered on their chests, like a blooming violet.Suddenly ethereal singing sounded from around, and Isabella yelled, "Block your ears."

Sean tilted his ears, listened carefully, and then his face changed drastically: "This is..."

Chant of the priest.

The halo of magic suddenly exploded, and Viri's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see anything clearly.He heard the cry of despair, as if he had returned to the battlefield more than 20 years ago.

He also listened to this ethereal and melodious singing, and saw the soldiers of the Holy See, who should have been dying, stand up again, and their fatal wounds gradually healed.The soldiers of the empire seemed to have seen this scene before, and resolutely rushed up again.

That was the first time Willie and Sean saw the priest.

"The Holy See is really generous, so they are willing to send out priests at this time." Xiao En muttered, "Now, there are priests hiding in the forest, and the old hag probably can't beat them."

Sure enough, after the fight between the Holy See and the Magician's Guild, it was suddenly dark.

Willie's eyes were open, but he couldn't see clearly.The wind was mixed with dust, and the flames shot up very high. Behind the flying sand, the sky turned a dull red.

Being in a different space, he could only see this hellish scene.

A magician was beheaded, and the body was thrown aside at random, just a few steps away from them.Sean glanced at it, but didn't see it clearly, so he simply got up and took a closer look.

The dead magician was very young, about 30 years old, and his face was still frozen in a moment before he was alive.Sean looked into his pupils, which reflected the cross of eternal life.Across the barrier of space, Sean couldn't get his hands on it himself, so he could only turn around and look at it.

The incision on the neck was smooth and neat, and the bones were cut off almost instantly. Before the magician felt the pain, he had already become a citizen of the country of fog.

A few seconds later, a faint blue flame burst from the magician's body, and his eyes were also filled with a strange blue.Sean stepped back, and found that the corpse stood up unsteadily, in the same posture as the undead before.

He looked a little disgusted, ran back and sat down next to Willy again.

"See what?" Willie asked.

Sean frowned in disgust: "The Holy See is so sanctimonious as to call that bishop a heretic, but in the end what he did was called a heretic."

After an unknown amount of time, the scene changed from being evenly matched at the beginning to an overwhelming advantage for the Holy See.There is no trace of the priest, the Holy See can heal after being injured, and the dead guild mages will also turn into undead in a short time, turning their spears and pointing their wands at their teammates not long ago.

Isabella and the other most powerful magicians leaned against each other, using wind and earth to erect a temporary defense.This made the Holy See not dare to act rashly for the time being.

Sean and Viri looked at each other, and said in unison: "Why don't you go and have a look?"

The thing to look at, of course, is the Holy See.

Even though they fought the Holy See for ten years, they still couldn't figure out the whole foundation of the Holy See.The soldiers and magicians of the Holy See seemed to be carved out of the same mold, and their faces were all hidden in the hoods. Even if they were killed, they would turn into a pile of bones within a few seconds.

Relying on the overlapping space, the two swaggered to the side of the Holy See group.

They stood apart, and the lights of all kinds of magic flickered non-stop, almost blinding their eyes.Sean cursed secretly, leaning towards one of them in front of his eyes.The magician of the Holy See is casting a spell, and his movements are not large, which is the best choice for observation.

Viri went around behind them and saw the cross on the robe that occupied the entire back, dividing the snow-white cloth into eight areas.Gradually, the cross began to rotate, and a hallucination appeared in front of Willie's eyes, as if he saw large patches of violets.

Wei Li screamed that it was not good, and quickly closed his eyes, no longer looking at those weird crosses.Xiao noticed his strangeness, and hurried over, grabbed his arm, and kept cursing: "These people in the Holy See are wearing cloaks and masks. They look so shameful."

Viri felt a burning pain in his eyes, and the light he could faintly feel became dim.

Sean was concerned: "Veri, what's wrong with you?"

"Crosses... don't look at them, their crosses... are weird." Weili took a breath and said intermittently.

Before Sean could answer, someone suddenly looked straight at the place where the two of them were, and shouted sharply, "Who!"

In the next second, dozens of ice cones flew towards Xiao En, passing through their bodies in an instant.Sean subconsciously wanted to hide aside, but after a while, he realized that these ice picks couldn't hurt him at all.

He touched his chest and let out a long sigh of relief: "I almost thought I was going to break here." He looked at Willy's pale face and gritted his teeth, "Let's go back and stay by the mural."

Viri was dripping with sweat, his face was haggard in the blink of an eye.His eyes were closed tightly, and he endured great pain.Sean watched worriedly, but there was nothing he could do to help him.

The battle in front of the altar is about to decide the outcome. Isabella's last barrier has been breached, and she is unable to support her alone. She is about to die at the hands of the people of the Holy See.At this moment, the murals on the altar glowed with a white-purple light, and Sean suddenly raised his head, looking at the radiant murals in shock.

The light was so dazzling that everyone in the Holy See also looked over and saw the delicate and beautiful scepter Violet.

"This is—" Sean opened his mouth wide, and saw a figure emerging from the mural.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

= 3 =

A little less, just about.