devil priest in marvel exorcism

Aragorn, who was lowering his head and feeling despair, suddenly felt someone tapping his shoulder.

I looked up and saw it was Dolby.

“Don’t blame yourself.

You've done a great job.

And you don’t have to worry, whether it’s the poison on your girlfriend or the hobbit, I can cure it. "

Looking at the man whose eyes sparkled with brilliance again from the dead memory.

Dolby turned to look at his broken arm again.

He asked after thinking for a moment.

"Actually, I can help you reattach your broken arm.

But first, you need to find the corresponding "materials" and then do a rejection test.

Well... don't worry, I will help you get a thick and powerful arm. "

Aragorn blinked somewhat unconfidently.

Then the tough guy's eyes turned red.

“No, as long as you can treat them.

As for my broken arm, it may be a punishment given to me by fate. "

Looking at the handsome ranger who is now somewhat self-destructive.

Dubi made no further attempts to persuade him.

After the female elf Elwin is cured, Aragorn can untie his knot.

After all, even if there are thousands of words, it will not be worth the sweet-smelling girlfriend after recovery.

Love is a panacea.

It can both make people fall into silence and make them active again.

Nothing more was said.

Dubi patted Aragorn's shoulder gently, and then silently pulled out the heavy sword from his waist.

Then, without stopping, he slowly walked behind Saruman who had already walked away.

Aragorn saw Dolby's movements and seemed to realize something belatedly.

The expression on his face changed, as if he wanted to follow.

But as soon as he moved, the pain from his arm reminded him of the fact that one of his arms had been chopped off.

In the end, Aragorn came to Elwin silently.

Without saying a word, he stood in front of Alwin who was in a coma with a firm face.

Dube looked at Saruman's back from a distance.

He could clearly detect the eagerness and greed hidden under the white-robed wizard's seemingly unhurried pace.

He should have thought of it earlier.

All three of them are Maya.

At least in Sauron's eyes, the three of them are Maia.

Maiya is naturally extremely resistant to the bewitching power of darkness.

You can tell by looking at the faint radiance that seems to come naturally from Gandalf.

But Sauron knew this and still did it.

Dolby initially thought that Sauron's move was aimed at him.

After all, as a devil once, he is not very able to withstand the devil's level of provocation.

But now he suddenly figured it out.

Sauron didn't know his background.

It was even less possible to know that this high-level bewitching power from darkness would have an impact on him.

If you look at it from Sauron's perspective.

Then it will be clear who it really wants to confuse.

It's the white wizard Saruman.

Although the situation was halted at the critical juncture, the erosion and implications of decades cannot be eliminated so easily...

Saruman, who was walking in front, was less than 10 steps away from Dolby, but suddenly stopped.

Looking at the white-robed wizard who suddenly stopped.

Dolby knew that the voice that had been slowing down and following him secretly had been noticed.

Among the fallen leaves, he became extremely calm.

Wrist turns.

The heavy sword, which was not too big but was very heavy, was slowly pointed in the direction behind him as the arm twisted.

It's like dragging the sword on the ancient battlefield in the ancient East.

The heavy sword, which was hanging slightly low in the air, was slowly gathering strength as if it was being dragged by Dolby.

Finally, after three steps.

He moved.

A sharp and piercing whistle sounded in the deciduous forest.

The heavy sword drew a perfect semicircle in mid-air as Duby's arm exerted force.

After accumulating enough strength, the sword edge emitted a cold light under the mottled sunlight, breaking through the air barrier.

After piercing several fallen leaves blocking the attack route, he slashed at Saruman who suddenly turned around.

With an expressionless face, Saruman suddenly raised the luxurious staff in his hand among the fallen leaves.

It was like a sledgehammer cutting across the sky and grazing the sharp edge of a heavy sword.

Deflecting the huge slash to the side, two flashes of sparks were shot out during the collision.

The charged attack failed to break through the defense.

Dube took a step back to take a stance, looking warily at Saruman not far away.

In terms of pure physical strength.

He was slightly inferior.

"I thought we would be friends."

Saruman's eyes seemed to be filled with fire, and he smiled coldly.

"But now I feel that I don't need friends!"

Dube watched as thick dark clouds formed above Saruman's head.

A moment later it loomed over his head.

After the spell was cast, Saruman's original seriousness had been replaced by coldness and cruelty.

In the biting cold wind, the wizard slowly raised his ice-like staff.

Aiming at Dolby, a flash of sharpness flashed across his skinny face.

He opened his mouth to recite a spell.

The sudden strong wind and the tip of the sword following the strong wind interrupted what he was about to say.

Without giving Saruman any chance to speak, the silent Douby launched a fierce attack.

This is not in the game, how could he watch the boss "read the blue bar".

The sword of the king, originally held by Aragorn and passed down for thousands of years, cut through a long gap in the air.

He slashed hard at the magic gem of the Ice Staff.

The fierce sword energy passed through the obstruction of the staff and pushed into Saruman's eyes.

He closed his eyes subconsciously.

It's really embarrassing for the mage to have such poor skills.

Look at Gandalf over there, with a long sword in his hand, dancing like an airtight man.

Fight nine Nazgul alone.

No wonder you were not favored by King Warner before.

The fleeting complaints in his heart did not affect Dolby's fierce attack at all.

Where the sharp sword blade collided with the magic gem, they rubbed rapidly, making a harsh sound.

And at this moment, Saruman, who closed his eyes slightly, seemed to have loosened the staff in his hand?

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Dolby flipped his wrist.

The long sword in his hand flashed a silvery residual light in the air, and struck Saruman's neck horizontally.

Saruman, who realized that he was at a disadvantage in the battle, did not pay attention to the long sword that was enough to slap his neck crookedly.

He opened his eyes abruptly.

The next moment, a kind of darkness, fear, killing, violence and many other negative emotions were mixed together, and the pressure formed suddenly emitted.

Originally a battle between wizards and swordsmen.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly become a brave man, facing the devil's fight.

Facing the sudden mental shock and fear, Dolby let out a scream, and his movements suddenly slowed down.

Looking at Dolby's poor performance.

A trace of contempt flashed in Saruman's cold eyes.

He exuded the aura of a Dreadlord and waved a huge staff with both hands.

Raised high, then suddenly dropped.

He wanted to make Dolby completely turn into a puddle of meatloaf.

It’s just the sense of spirituality that is unique to being Maiya.

But it made Saruman's uneasiness even stronger.

It was obvious that he could smash the head of the black-robed Maiya in front of him in the next moment.

At least he didn't think that the little Maiya in front of him could avoid this fatal blow despite his mental shock.

But what’s going on with this growing alarm?

Just as Saruman was confused.

He saw the cold look in Dolby's eyes from the dead leaves lifted by the force.

That is the devil sitting high on the flaming throne of hell, and also the most powerful angel standing in heaven representing power and profit.

Although they can almost be considered to have lost all their strength now.

But the will and spirit will always remain in Dolby's soul.

Strange souls cannot be used directly in combat.

But it can make Dolby fearless in battle and become stronger as he fights.

Especially when facing this kind of soul-level confrontation, you have the upper hand.

Showing weakness to the enemy has been discovered.

Without any scruples, Dolby fully activates all the muscle cells in the body.

The illumination skill activates at the next moment.

At the same time, driven by his will, the angelic power slowly flowing through his body slowly awakened.

Later, it was completely suppressed and fused by the lighting technique.

The pleasure produced by two forces of light belonging to the same camp at the moment of fusion.

Dolby almost moaned in comfort.

At this moment, every cell in his body seemed to be unlocked by this bright key.

With the support of the fusion brilliance, he could feel the pure power in his body rising infinitely.

Strange Soul-specific resistances aren't even needed.

At any given moment, relying solely on the majestic power of his body, he could completely crush Saruman's aura, which represented the Dark Lord, under his feet.

The returning strength made Dolby's muscles tremble slightly.

That was after squeezing the body with almost no restrictions and squeezing out all the strength in the body.

Muscle tissue that is already on the verge of collapse shows its symptoms.

It's a pity, it's still not as durable as armor...

No longer hesitating, Dubi gritted his teeth, feeling the power surging throughout his body, ignoring the tingling sensation hidden under the power.

Looking at Saruman who had the door wide open in front of him.

He casually threw away the heavy sword in his hand which was somewhat obstructive.

He clenched his fists again.

So the white light that should have been gentle was now condensed on his fist like a violent whirlwind.

Looking at Saruman, he seemed to realize something was wrong.

The little priest who had traveled through time showed a smile even scarier than that of the devil.

……

Facing the siege of 9 Nazgul, Gandalf raised his staff high.

The magic gem on the top of the staff was thrown over again by Aragorn.

This moment is pure and dazzling.

Blooming with an amazing light that has never been seen before.

Sacred and noble, majestic and inviolable.

Just when the Ring Spirits were afraid and hesitated to move forward.

The magic gem flashed violently.

If the holy light bloomed from the magic gem just now was like the moon.

So now the light blooming from the magic gem is like a sun.

A sun about to explode.

"boom!"

"Minions of Sauron, go back to the darkness!"

Gandalf spat out the straw stick in his mouth and got up from the ground with a groan.

Looking at the Ringwraiths who had fled away.

After saying the harsh words, he looked at the magic gem that had been broken into two halves.

Distressed.

When he limped to the scene of the battle between Duby and Saruman, holding the smoky staff.

The battle is over on Dolby's side.

In Gandalf's eyes, Dolby was holding a sword, squatting on the spot and breathing heavily.

But the way he looked at him seemed a little strange?

Dolby gasped for air and endured the pain like muscle strain in his body as he opened the panel interface.

Read the lighting upgrade prompt message again.

While I was pleasantly surprised, there was also a hint of confusion in my heart.

He is really stunned now.

He has also used illumination many times in battle before.

I have fought vampires, humans and ghosts.

But the lighting technique has never been upgraded to 10 levels in a row like now.

Is it?

He glanced at Saruman, who was lying on the ground with his sternum sunken and only gasping for air.

He glanced again at Gandalf, who was limping towards him.

Look at the lighting skill on the panel that prompts you to upgrade it to 10 levels in a row.

Then it dawned on me.

Seems to understand something...