Spellcasting Heavens

Damn! Watch out!

The shooter, who had seen with his own eyes what would happen after being sprayed by the black and red dragon's breath, shouted and rushed over, throwing the woman to the ground, narrowly avoiding the famous black dragon-colored flames.

But even so, he still broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly rolled on the spot several times before quickly getting up.

Thanks! I owe you a favor.

The woman followed closely behind, getting up in embarrassment and getting behind another stone pillar.

This lucky man who was favored by the dark power was no longer as calm and proud as usual. Not only was his face frighteningly pale, but his pupils also showed undisguised exhaustion.

You must know that the powerful spell she just cast has consumed almost all of her magic power and energy. She is barely able to stay awake at the moment and has no energy left to launch a second attack.

To a certain extent, she was now a burden, a burden that even staggered when she walked.

The shooter deliberately did not look at the woman's weak look, and pretended to be relaxed and joked: That's great! It's not easy to make you owe a favor. Maybe after this adventure is over, we can find time to talk in private. About how to repay a debt of gratitude.

Haha, okay, as long as we can go back alive. The woman smoothed her hair, pursed her lips and responded with a smile.

It can be seen that although the situation at the moment is a bit unfavorable, they have not given up hope and still believe that they have a chance to pass the Trial of Strength.

At the same time, the situation of the other team was much more miserable, with only two members left alive.

The blond young man who was the leader exuded a tragic emotion, and his eyes burst out with determination and the courage to face death.

Having seen his teammates die one by one in front of his own eyes, he had obviously given up hope of living. The only reason to continue was revenge.

honor!

sacrifice!

just!

mercy!

humble!

brave!

honest!

…

The noble qualities possessed by the heroes in those stories emerged in the minds of young people one after another.

Suddenly, he realized that this was the place where his bones were buried, and it was also the place where his soul was sublimated.

He may not be able to defeat the powerful black dragon, but he can create opportunities for the other team to pass the trial and return to the world with the holy sword.

Thinking of this, the tragic expression on the blond young man's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of calmness, as if he accepted his fate, raised his weapon and began to chant the tunes that his parents often hummed in his ears when he was a child.

The severely injured companion next to him seemed to realize this, and couldn't help but shed tears of excitement. He held back the severe pain and held up his chest, taking the lead in launching a desperate charge.

Because he knew what his friend wanted to do and planned to use his body and life to create opportunities for him.

Get away! You nasty bug!

The black dragon roared, raised its sharp claws, pierced the opponent's chest directly, and then roughly tore the body into pieces.

But just when it was venting its anger unscrupulously, the blond young man seized the fleeting opportunity and faced the blood and minced meat flying everywhere.

Directly thrust the sharp sword into the dragon's pale yellow eyes.

puff!

ah!!!!!!!!!!

You humble insect! How dare you hurt the great me?! Go to hell! Die to me!!!!

With a deafening roar that immediately echoed over the empty hall, the black dragon began to spray flames around like crazy, unleashing powerful destructive spells.

In less than a few minutes, the originally dilapidated hall was completely reduced to ruins.

As for the young man who stabbed the longan blindly, he was already dead, and even the intact body parts could not be found.

But his sacrifice bought enough time for the Dark Believer team!

Especially the woman who was a spell caster, forced herself to exhaust her physical strength and magic power, and completed another dark spell, injecting dark power into the dragon's body.

Under the unparalleled destructive power, the black dragon's internal organs were chewed to pieces, and finally fell to the ground with unwillingness, never able to get up again.

In the end, there were more than ten people in the two teams, almost all of them died, and only three people managed to survive.

Looking at the corpse of the great beast not far ahead, the shooter took a deep breath and sighed with a wry smile: I can't believe that we can actually become living dragon-slaying warriors.

Yes! Unbelievable! But the rewards are also quite amazing! Not to mention anything else, this dragon's body alone is enough to make us a fortune. Dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon blood, dragon bones, everything on it The organs are rare and top-quality magic materials, and there will be people willing to pay a lot of money to buy them. Another member of the Dark Believer's team stood up excitedly and kept circling around the black dragon's corpse.

Although there were several wounds on his body that were still bleeding, he still couldn't contain the excitement in his heart.

Okay, don't rush to be happy. Don't forget, the guy just said that this is a test of strength. This means that there will probably be tests of intelligence, soul and the like next. We'd better take a rest quickly, regain our strength quickly, and prepare for possible battles. The woman reminded weakly.

What? There's more?! The shooter screamed in fear.

He felt that with the current state of the three of them, let alone a high-intensity battle, even a few low-level adventurers could kill them all.

Just when the woman was about to say something, the ghost appeared out of thin air again and announced in the same emotionless tone as always: Congratulations, you successfully passed the test of strength. Now, you have one day to rest, one day Then you will face the test of your heart.

Trial of the Heart? The shooter suddenly had a bad premonition, raised his head and stared at the shadow emitting black mist all over his body.

As the name suggests, it is a trial of the soul. There is another self hidden in every mortal's heart, a sub-personality that is completely opposite to the main personality. But most of the time, it is forcibly suppressed, and all you have to do is face to face with it Talk to either convince it or defeat it. A person whose heart is not firm enough is not qualified to draw the holy sword.

After saying these meaningful words, the ghost disappeared directly on the spot, leaving behind three guys with extremely ugly expressions.

There is no doubt that although the Trial of Heart does not require dealing with a powerful dragon like the Trial of Strength, the degree of danger is not small at all.

On the contrary, if you make even the slightest mistake in this process, you may be replaced by another completely opposite personality...