"Below the gods, they are all ants, go!" Generis pointed casually, and the four black iron sword saints suffocated in the air and fell to the ground.

It was just this time of breathing that Feiren had taken out the scroll and expanded it.

Black, boundless black spread, covering most of the barracks. Generis laughed and said, "Dark is not eternal. In the name of my Lord, it will scatter!"

Under the pressure of the light in the sky, the dark aura was quickly melted. What was even more terrifying was that the light had formed a solid light curtain, covering the military camp. The Kushui Army was only a team of three thousand people, but the military camp was not small. With one person's strength, it completely controlled the entire camp. All the soldiers who tried to break out and hit the light curtain and bounced back.

Except for the bitter army who left the camp, none of the more than a thousand soldiers left in the camp were able to leave.

The darkness was melted by the light, and Feiren had already finished singing a spell. There were 12 scrolls floating around his body, and the 12 scrolls were unfolded at the same time. Rex covered his mouth without shouting.

Salin also half opened his mouth and looked at Feiren blankly. Using the Figaro magic formula, he could arrange the scrolls to be released in an orderly manner. Salin himself could also control 12 first-level magic scrolls in this way, but he could not control 12 third-level scrolls.

Faren was burning his life. Facing the Holy See's envoy, he gave up his life without hesitation, and wanted to stimulate all his potential and kill the young envoy with long golden hair.

Generis dispelled the darkness and was about to say something when he saw this shocking scene. He said without hesitation and prayed loudly: "Lord of the Glorious, my Father, allow me to use your power..."

Generis' voice was already inaudible. All 12 scrolls floating in front of Ferren were unfolded, and twelve fireballs flew into the sky. This was the purest fireball Salin had ever seen, and he couldn't even tell what level it was. The light green flame dragged behind and burned a vacuum in the air.

A mage who can only shoot fireballs is not a good mage. What Feiren said sounded in Salin's mind. But now, Feiren looked solemn and used the simplest fireball technique to release the most powerful fire element power.

These twelve fireballs continued to expand in the air, each growing to a diameter of more than one meter. The fireballs did not fly fast, and could even be said to be very slow, but the fireballs were still absorbing the power of the fire elements between heaven and earth, and the diameter was about to be close to two meters. Each blue fireball had a human face, and this face was extremely clear, just like Feilun.

Generis did not expect Qin Yin's mage to be so violent. He traded his life for his life with his move. The fireball was already full of the magician's energy, and even if he escaped to the horizon, he would be caught up. And the farther the distance, the greater the power of the fireball. The dark sky just now was just concealing the preparations the magician had to make.

Salin's horror was even more powerful than Generis. He had learned the semi-magic given to life, and of course he knew what Faren was doing. Faren injected all his vitality into these twelve fireballs. As long as he was not defeated, the twelve fireballs would exist until Faren's vitality was exhausted.

Before this, these twelve fireballs will follow the target tightly.

The magician's way of fighting desperately is strange. Feiren is the most decisive one that Salin knows. Because this requires the magician to pay the price of his life in advance. Regardless of whether the magic succeeds or not, the magician is already dead.

Salin felt something blocking his chest, and anger and sadness surged up at the same time. He never called Faren a teacher, although Faren had been guiding him. Life in Kushui County was the most comfortable period of Salin's life. He did not need to worry about hunger or the appearance of his enemies. He had many similar mages accompanying him and learned together.

Rex has been providing consumables for cultivation, and Faren is tirelessly guiding him.

All of this will end today. Salin knows what the God Envoy means. This is not only a simple meaning of a level nine profession. The God Envoy can temporarily borrow the power of the Lord of Glory to make his power consumed approximately zero. This is like his demon hunting spider inlaid with six level ten dragon magic cores, which will almost never be used up.

Therefore, although the divine envoy is only equivalent to the power of a level nine magician, it is regarded as a level ten profession. In a short period of time when using divine power, the divine envoy can release divine arts at will.

Feren's magic is difficult to kill the God Envoy. Even if Princess Rex breaks through now, she is only a level six magician. There is still such a huge gap between her and the magician, and it is impossible to cause any damage to Generis.

Salin took out the family badge with expressionless face. The God Messenger looked down from the sky. He had no chance at all. He only needed a brief contact to suck away all the power of this bastard, but he could not fly and there was no possibility.

Feiren stood there quietly, losing his life, but refused to fall. Twelve fireballs had already rushed in, and the face on the surface of the fireball was a little hideous. Generis' eyes were about to break and he whispered his prayers. The rich light enveloped his body. The fireball, with Feiren's determination, pounced on him.

Twelve huge fireballs fused together and completely wrapped around Generis. Holy Guardian is the most powerful divine art in the Holy See. Generis now borrows the power of God and will not be broken to defend in a short period of time. However, the vitality burning in this fireball cannot even stop the sacred Guardian. Every inch of his skin, muscles, internal organs, and bones seem to be burning. Although this is just an illusion, it is so real.

The two white-clothed deacons beside him had already escaped from a distance, with no expression on their faces. They had never thought that a level seven magician could release such a terrifying power. Not to mention the fireball was smashed, just by rubbing it a little on his body, it could burn people to ashes.

The fireball continued to burn, and the light that enveloped the camp was still maintained. Salin knew that the God's envoy was not burned to death, otherwise the light would dissipate. However, the God's envoy had limited time to borrow divine power. As long as Feiron's vitality was not consumed completely, the fireball would burn all the time, and even the soul of the God's envoy could not escape.

While giving his life, Feilun also increased his power to the level of an eighth-level magician. These twelve fireballs are already in the category of level nine magic.

The fireball technique that almost every mage can use has become the peak magic in the hands of Feiren.

All the magicians left in the camp looked at the sky blankly, feeling the same as Salin. They were sad and angry, and pride in anger.

The most annoying thing was Generis. The idiot from the Cardinal came to assassinate him. He knew that he could not succeed, so he didn't help him. Anyway, his purpose was to capture Rex alive so that Emperor Qin Yin could hostage him. Unexpectedly, this little seventh-level magician fought desperately as soon as he came up, and his magic was so weird.

I could only borrow an hour of divine power. Even if the fireball couldn't burn for so long, my body would be seriously injured. Picasso was not his subordinate, and forced to capture him to lead the way. That guy Faka would definitely be very angry. If he was seriously injured, that arrogant guy might take the opportunity to attack.

This time I came here against the will of the Pope. If Faka killed him, there would be many people who would support him. There was no way, so I could only use the taboo magic once.

Thinking of this, Generis, who was wrapped in fireballs, sang prayer again.

"God said, You are my messenger, my mercy, my chants, my sword. You lead the believers through darkness and into heaven. Those who believe in you will become new followers, and those who block you will be corrupt. I give you the majesty of God, and in my name, to God's punishment."

Rex stared at the sky tightly, and the huge blue fireball slowly cracked open, and a brilliant light fell from the sky, and a painful wail sounded from the fireball.

Rex raised her left hand and said only two words: "Shinra!"

On Rex's white and slender fingers, the Shenluo Ring burst out with colorful light, forming a huge shield, wrapping up a radius of more than ten meters, leaving no gaps in the land under his feet.

The level nine fireball technique was destroyed by the divine punishment, as if twelve different souls were shouting in pain at the same time. The divine punishment gun hit Rex directly and released the colorful shield. Salin felt his feet sink and fell into darkness.

This fully enclosed shield was actually hit underground, and its sinking speed even exceeded that of magic. The Divine Punishment Gun suddenly split into two, one of which shot into the sky, directly hitting Generis under the sacred protection.

"Sir!" The two white deacons screamed at the same time. They could not believe that the divine punishment could be copied and counterattacked. However, there was a hint of surprise hidden in Picasso's voice. If he was hit by the divine punishment, Generis would be seriously injured even if he did not die. His life was saved. Thinking of this, he said to another white deacon: "Save the lord quickly!"

The Divine Punishment Spear easily tore open the Holy Guardian, and a huge wound penetrated through Generis' abdomen. Generis's body fell to the ground, and his White Deacon rushed down and caught Generis's body in the air. On the ground, countless third-level and fourth-level magic shot into the sky. Deacon White did not even dare to counterattack, but just used divine art to protect his body and escape to the sky.

With his strength, of course he could kill first before leaving, but if he was injured, he was a little worried about Picasso. Picasso was Faka's subordinate and was forcibly captured by Generis. Faka's temper might not be able to bear this tone.

The colorful shield formed by the Ring of Shinra protects Salin and others and has been falling underground.

It was pitch black around, and suddenly the feet were shaking violently. Salin lit up his fluorescent technique and found himself landing in a desolate wilderness. Beside him and Rex, there were only two sword masters left.
Chapter completed!