Muza's strength is much inferior to Blood Maverick. After all, Blood Maverick is a player selected by the Presbyterian Church. His characteristic is that the attack is extremely heavy and difficult to deal with. The Presbyterian Church plans to let Blood Maverick use Richard's weakness to kill his opponent in seconds at the beginning of the battle, so as not to speak on the decisive battlefield. No matter what Richard said, it would be unpleasant afterwards.

This battle was indeed a flash kill, but Richard instantly killed the Blood Mason, which surprised everyone. However, although Ms.'s strength was inferior to the Blood Mason, Richard was obviously not in his first battle. Compared with Richard's loss, Richard's loss was even greater.

Mza carried a heavy axe gun into battle. Although this heavy weapon was powerful, it was not flexible enough. Most powerful people rarely chose it. Those who dared to use it either like brute force and force to do it or are real strong masters.

Mza stared at Richard and shouted in a deep voice: "You are from Norland, and this is the Holy Temple in Carlando. Let me send you on your way here and sacrifice the beast god with your blood."

Richard was already a little drowsy at this moment. He didn't hear what Muza was saying clearly. He just looked at his opponent and said to himself: "I am another person who wants to bury the mountain and the sea..."

When Mza heard this, he laughed and said, "It is my dream in this life to be the father of the Son of God on earth."

"You... are worthy."

Richard's words aroused Mza's ferocity. He roared suddenly and rushed towards Richard like a giant bear.

Layer ripples appeared on his axe gun. This was a fluctuation of power. He did not need to hit the opponent directly. As long as he was within the range of the ripples, he would be hit hard. Richard's five fingers kept jumping magic light, one by one, one by one, or hitting his opponent. At the same time, the lightning surged on his body, which had driven the magic weapon and began to wander around the field and fight with Muza.

At this time, the Great Elder found an inconspicuous place on the side of the stands and sat down. He watched the showdown expressionlessly. The confidant elder also came over and sat down next to the Great Elder, and then said in an invisible voice: "Great Elder, let's stop this battle."

"No, since it has started, then continue to fight." The elder said quietly.

"But... how could Richard win in this state... how could he win?" When the elder saw the battle in the field, he felt that Richard lost a hundred of them, and Mza had already spoken, Richard lost to death.

The elder said slowly, "That's not necessarily the case. Keep reading. Although Richard has a small chance, there is still a front-line opportunity. If he can seize the opportunity and win this battle, then in the next ritual battle, we will give him a chance, a fair battle and a chance to win rewards. If Richard wins this battle, he can also teach the elders of South Carlando by the way. They are busy making money recently and no longer respect the Snow Mountain Temple."

Then the elder didn't know what to say, so he had to concentrate on observing the situation.

This battle is indeed very different from the previous one. Richard can no longer use the unpredictable sword of gods and ghosts, and there is no physical skill that cannot be traced. His strength in all aspects has dropped greatly, as if that sword drained his energy. Now Richard can only rely on dazzling magic skills to fight with Mza. He can avoid the opponent's attack when he is unable to send out the opportunity. After blessing many magic and constantly using small magic to harass and weaken the opponent, Richard's speed is only as good as Mza, and his strength is even worse.

Mza had the instinct of a hunter. Soon after the war started, he keenly captured Richard's movements and stabbed him with a shot.

Seeing that the shot was about to hit, Mza knew that Richard would dodge, so she widened her eyes and stared at Richard's movements. However, at this moment, a strong light flashed in front of him, and then his eyes stinged. It turned out that Richard popped up an extremely small lightning and shot at Muza's eyes. Although Mza was protected by fighting spirit on her body and was not afraid of such a small lightning, the lightning still shone brightly, and the stimulation made his eyes sore, and his eyes turned involuntarily.

Mza shouted in his heart that it was nowhere to be left. Richard had already escaped while his vision was unclear.

This is not the first time.

Various magics kept pouring out of Richard's hands, and most of them were incredible. In addition to the lightning that was as small as a toothpick, there was also a small flame that would only hurt when it fell on his body, the entanglement technique that could barely slow down his foot, and the huge hollow ice cone that bluffed, etc., were all funny things. The power was sometimes even weaker than the zero-level trick of the magic apprentice. However, Richard used the little influence of Muza and escaped from his gun. Once Richard suddenly did not dodge or dodge, stood with a knife, staring at Muza with his eyes, and his boundless murderous intent soared into the sky.

For a moment, Mza thought Richard was about to fire another sword that was unstoppable by ghosts and gods. He was shocked to withdraw his gun and retreat, and he was ready to take the move. But he didn't know that Mza retreated, and Richard also retreated and turned around and ran away. Only then did Mza realize that he was deceived. Richard obviously couldn't escape, so he used this dangerous move, but he actually scared him. Mza was so angry that his blood surged upwards, roaring like thunder, and strode towards Richard.

If the last battle was tragic, then this one would be a bit funny. Richard was extremely flexible and unexpected means emerged one after another. He was obviously extremely weak, but Mza just couldn't beat him. Shortly after the two started the war, there were laughter on the sidelines. The young soldiers pointed at the field and kept commenting on how wonderful Richard's dodge was, how stupid Mza's attack was, and so on. They were getting more and more rude to Mza in their words. Mza was so angry that he was going crazy, but no matter how crazy he attacked, he was just a little bit of luck and could not hit Richard.

After the battle has come to this point, the only decent magic that Richard released was that a dark cloud of more than ten meters was condensed in the duel arena. There was a scent of lightning gradually in the dark clouds, but no lightning fell. It can be seen how much damage Richard's magic power was. Even such a simple magic was so barely released. A few minutes later, the first lightning fell in the dark clouds, but it was so thin that it was enough. Not to mention dealing with the powerful barbarian warriors, even the larger monster could not be killed. As soon as the lightning fell, the field suddenly burst into laughter.

But Mza was slashed by lightning and stopped for a moment. Taking this opportunity, Richard escaped from his gun again.

So the laughter became even louder.

This battle made the confidant elder stunned and couldn't help but say, "This, Richard, what is this? Can he never make mistakes?"

The Great Elder turned his head and looked at him, saying, "Look at Richard's eyes."

The elder looked at it intently and was shocked. Unlike the laughing atmosphere on the sidelines, Richard's eyes were extremely clear and cold. He focused on observing every small sign of Muza's movement, and then instantly responded and judged. Whether casting magic or dodging and retreating, Richard was the same concentration, and nothing could affect him.

The elder became more and more frightened as he looked at it, but then he remembered something and frowned and said, "Even if Richard will never make a mistake, how can he win? Do you expect Mza to be exhausted?"

The elder sighed softly, stared at the field, and said slowly: "With your strength, how could you not even see this? Your heart is already confused. In fact, even if Richard dies, it is no big deal. It's just a bloody battle between the giant beasts. With me in front, you don't have to worry so much."

The elder was stunned and said repeatedly that he had always been worried about Philip's threat, and was not very adaptable to everything that happened in the ritual war, so his heart was indeed in chaos.

But he didn't expect that the Great Elder suddenly sighed and said, "Even if there is no heavenly armed forces, it's actually no big deal."

The elder was stunned again, but this time he didn't know what to say. The elder said just this and stopped talking. The elder had to continue watching the decisive battle between Richard and Mza, looking for something that he had not seen.

Fighting like Richard, walking and dancing on the blade, is still reasonable for a few minutes, but ten minutes, twenty minutes, or even an hour, he is still focused and still has no wrong judgment, which is extremely terrifying.

At this time, the Sixth Prince, who was watching the battle in the distance, smiled bitterly and said to Huawen: "You are right, this Richard... If I have the same strength as him, then I will definitely not be his opponent."

The Chinese Archbishop was abnormal at this time and said, "But your strength is above him and far above him, so don't worry about such things. His path ends here. No matter whether it is losing or winning or losing, you don't need to think about him at this time tomorrow."

The Sixth Prince said: "This is really... good news."

The laughter outside the field had become much thinner, and only some young soldiers with overenergy were still smiling tirelessly, but the real strong men became more and more serious as they looked at it. Obviously, they had the same judgment as the Sixth Prince in their hearts. In this way, Richard showed the powerful power on the other hand.

Lightning still falls in the sky at all times. Now the bombardment of lightning has made Muza react significantly. Sometimes, if you are not careful, the protective fighting spirit is not enough. Muza even shows a painful expression, and sometimes she will roar a few times. These lightning still cannot strike the barbarian warriors with thick skin. However, the elder who was watching the battle suddenly looked up and stared at the thunder clouds in the sky, without turning his eyes.

After so long, the thunder cloud not only did not dissipate, but became larger. You can see a slight cloud forming around it and being sucked into the thunder clouds. The color of the dark clouds became darker, and lightning flashed in the depths. The lightning falling from the thunder clouds became thicker and denser.

"This, this thunder cloud...how is it possible?" the elder looked shocked.

Behind the window in the distance, Hua Wen was also looking at the thunder cloud and said to the Sixth Prince: "Did you see it? It already has the smell of rules."

PS: The chapter at noon tomorrow is a little lingering,
Chapter completed!