mechanical court

The high priest stood in the swarming sharp broken light, his figure was motionless, and the gust of wind blew away his skirt, and he laughed in the wind.Countless fragments whizzed past the outline of his body, looking extremely dangerous, but they couldn't cause any damage.

"Welcome everyone to participate in this sacrifice!"

His smile disappeared, leaving only the deep-rooted insidiousness: "In my hands, your lives will also become more meaningful."

"cut off!"

In front of Ivan, a female priest clasped her chest with both hands, closed her eyes, and let out a piercing scream from between her chest and abdomen.This is an unimaginable way of pronunciation, like two jagged swords rubbing against each other's blood grooves, but it carries the majesty of a god, like thunder on the nine clouds.

boom--!

With her body as the center, an invisible barrier suddenly rose up, enveloping everyone firmly.It looks like a translucent balloon that expands and becomes larger, but it is infinitely stronger than the balloon, and it will not move even in the face of countless fragments.

Ding Ding Ding Ding-!

Countless fragments hit the barrier and smashed into slag, and the fine shards flickered and jumped around the crowd, like a layer of crystal mist, wrapping the barrier to form a shining spherical outline.

"As expected of the lamp-bearer of God Geb, you have reached the level of watertightness with the help of the power inspired by the mantra. If you take the Temple of Geb as your home field, I am afraid no one will be able to do anything to you."

The high priest nodded approvingly, and at the same time stretched out his hand, like a conductor of a band, drawing a strange trajectory with one hand:

"Unfortunately, this is the home of God Nut!"

humming-!

Accompanied by his movements, the speed of the flying glass fragments in the entire space increased sharply, with heated and burned tail marks, overlapping vertically and horizontally into countless shining lines.Under the cutting and strangling of these tens of thousands of shining thin wires, fine colloidal ripples appeared on the spherical shield. The surface of these ripples showed a granular escape, and they continued to deepen from the outside to the inside.

"Hugh! Entrust me!"

Another priest began to chant loudly. He had been meditating since the moment the shield was opened, and now he had finally accumulated enough energy to cast the spell.

As the majestic and majestic sound wave exploded, the priest suddenly flew out, his steps knocked the bricks under his feet to splash, and his robe flew up in the air current.Countless tiny air knives wrapped around his body, forming a cone-shaped wind pressure fault, spinning and roaring to knock away thousands of flashing lines, and rushed in front of Ozymandis instantly like a phantom.

Whoosh-!

The dagger hidden under the long hem of the sacrificial robe swung out, and the arc of light cut obliquely from the upper right to the lower left, and the slashing blood was as bright and eye-catching as the evening glow.

"What a pity..."

The high priest glanced at the gap in the robe on his chest, raised his head, looked at the pair of pupils that were gradually lax, and sighed in a regretful tone:

"Just a little bit."

"..."

The priest's arm holding the sword broke at the elbow, knelt down powerlessly, looked up at the dome, and then fell forward. Numerous cracks opened up all over his body at the same time, and a cloud of blood sprayed all over the sky.

boom--!

After defeating the priest who rushed in front of him, Ozymandis immediately turned around, spread his five fingers, and stretched out his hand into the void.Three meters in front of his palm, countless burning lines of light shrank inward, forming a dazzling vortex suspended in mid-air.

Whoosh whoosh--!

Under the engulfment of the 'vortex', a pitch-black shadow seemed to be pulled out by the suction force, appeared out of thin air, and retreated rapidly.

"Hasir! Do you think I didn't notice you?"

The high priest stared at the black shadow with eyes like sharp swords, and roared like rolling thunder and a hurricane.

The billowing sound wave swept away like a tidal wave, reverberating in all directions, and the flickering light spots in the air changed again, presenting an inflated form like mist, surrounding the enemy without any dead ends.

"..."

For Sombra, what surged toward him was a sea-like sound wave, and there were burning sparks and trails of broken light passing through the air everywhere.These scenes are superimposed, rotating and shrinking inward, making him feel like he is in a thundercloud.

"Sword of Flame!"

At the very moment, a sharp flame like oxygen welding pierced through the 'thunder cloud', and the light mixed with flying dust spread in all directions. The black shadow also took this opportunity to escape and quickly approached the high priest.

A moment later, the sharp flame like oxygen welding sprayed out again.

boom--!

The flames pierced through the spherical shield, like a blazing sharp sword, flashing across a distance of twenty yards, with air ripples like a tornado, hitting the figure of the high priest.

Chapter 15 Dilemma ([-])

A sea-like flame exploded from his body, spreading in all directions with a strong shock wave—the poor black shadow had just rushed in front of the enemy, but his bones were blown up by the friendly army.If he had a soul in heaven, he would definitely not form a second team with this group of pigs.

Without waiting for the high priest to react, all the priests seized this rare opportunity and unleashed their best long-range attacks.In an instant, the space was filled with brilliance of different colors. Thunder, flames, frost, and wind blades flooded the glass fragments for an instant, and smashed them all at Ozymandis.

Boom boom boom boom!

The figure of the high priest writhed in the barrage, constantly retreating, but the horror was that these attacks, which were powerful enough to destroy steel, could not tear his body apart.

"This old guy is not human...he's an alien...he's a Terminator!"

In the field of vision of Ivan's golden pupils, the moment the cannonball-like spells hit the high priest, they collapsed into a ball of flames. He himself did not suffer any damage, but was constantly retreated by the shock wave.

"Hahahahaha!"

Amidst the densely overlapping explosion roars, Ozymandis' unscrupulous laughter was clearly recognizable, and streaks of holy white light penetrated the fire from the inside to the outside, exploding with him as the center, as if there were wings spreading there.

"That's...the legendary curse...the Blessing of the Holy Eucharist..."

The priestess who served Geb watched this scene, her pupils trembled like candles in the wind, suddenly took a deep breath, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"We can't get entangled with this guy any longer! We must leave immediately!"

At this moment, there was a faint "humming" sound in the wind, accompanied by lights.In the distance, there was a huge spot of light moving on the pitch-black ground. After a while, the spot of light appeared on the restaurant, enveloping everyone.

"I told you to leave a long time ago. If you don't leave, you still want to fight back. You are stupid now!" Ivan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and kept yelling in his heart-the good time was delayed by them, this time it might be The whole army was wiped out.

"The crusader's ballista has locked here, as long as I give an order, this temple will be blasted to the ground. In other words, you have nowhere to escape now, just surrender!"

The high priest walked out of the gunpowder with his own voice. His pupils were burning, showing dead paleness, and his face was engraved with silver lines composed of hieroglyphs. There were also a large number of cracks, and blood flowed from the cracks—like A devil who peeled off the skin of an angel and stuck it on his own face.

"I don't know……"

The priestess looked at him with a pale face, and asked weakly: "Since you already have the blessing of the Holy Eucharist and are immortal, why do you sacrifice us?"

"Hehe... Do you want to delay the release of the flame giant for Unas? It doesn't matter!"

Ozymandis easily saw her intentions, glanced at Unas, who had been singing with his eyes closed from beginning to end, and the face of a middle-aged man showed contempt, and said calmly:

"I did gain unlimited energy by relying on the blessing of the Holy Eucharist, but this grace is really heavy. Even with a pious belief, my body has long been overwhelmed and gradually collapsed as time goes by. After discovering the flaws of the divine curse, I I have been trying to make up for it, and finally found the problem——to receive the blessing of the Holy Eucharist requires extremely high physical fitness, which is far higher than the limit that ordinary people can achieve."

Having said that, he turned his attention to Ivan, with a greedy and envious expression on his face: