The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Moo!!" The roar of the tauren's angry hoof can be heard clearly even by the believers praying in the church. Even if he has no brains, he knows that this time is really bad. In his opinion, it is one thing to fight the fair-looking sword dancer who is not weak, and it is another thing to injure weak humans. The former can show his courage and strength, while the latter is something that will only be laughed at.

For a great warrior, there is nothing worse than being laughed at by others. He can be defeated, but it is definitely not such a defeat!

However, the power gathered on the battle axe just now was too great, so great that it was completely out of his grasp. Although the treasure was still in his hand, he couldn't even let go at this time. He could only watch the uncontrollable treasure tomahawk smash at the seemingly weak magician.

"Totem of the Earth!"

"Mantra Guardian!"

The defensive skills used by the tauren companions and the priests in the church appeared in front of him instantly, but unlike just now, this time was a pure accident. No one had time to prepare strong enough magic to stop him, the stone pillar protruding from the ground and another white light wall were easily shattered by his treasure-the roar of blood hoof.

shit! Fury hoof regretted his shot for the first time, no matter how powerful opponents he encountered, he would not be afraid. However, hurting weak humans due to mistakes is a cowardly behavior in their clan. Let the rest of the clan know, and will definitely laugh at him for a lifetime.

"Look, that's a stupid bull who can't control his own strength and kills people by mistake." If he was evaluated like this by the clan, he would lose his name as a warrior even if he wanted to take over as the next patriarch.

At this moment, he heard another voice. It seemed to be the voice calling some name, and the called name was--

"Abyss conviction!"

Because Ragehoof summoned the power of the ancestors gathered on the roar of Bloodhoof, the air was full of a strong smell of blood. However, at the moment that name was pronounced. The **** breath that had been in the air was suddenly exhausted, and disappeared without a trace.

It was replaced by a black light, like a solidified black light that had absorbed countless blood. Then there was a net, a black net made up of countless rays of light. In this net, sharp sword energy crisscrossed and crisscrossed violently. The faintly visible sword energy tore the atmosphere mercilessly, turning this space into its domain.

There are no fixed rules and no predictable trajectory for cross cutting, diagonal cutting, and upward swing. If you watch it slowly, it's like a kid who hasn't learned sword skills wielding a sword indiscriminately. However, if you speed up, speed up, and speed up your actions, this is a deadly sword.

In front of the speed sword that is beyond the naked eye can observe, people who do not have enough reaction speed or super defense have only one result-disappear.

The fastest sword-this is the sword skill Ulysses found best suited to his current ability after possessing Alseria's "intuition" ability. With his own strength, coupled with the characteristic of the Abyss Conviction almost weightless. With the super-fast recovery of power in the domain of infinite desire, he can use this extreme sword skill uninterruptedly.

You don't need any specific moves, nor do you have to deliberately swing the most perfect attack trajectory, just use the speed of swinging your sword to the limit. Even though there are countless flaws in this attack method, if the other party has no way to attack, it cannot be cracked.

What's more terrifying is that because of the role of the domain of infinite desire, even Ulysses himself does not know where the limit of this fastest sword is. When he swings the sword, as long as there is still the desire to attack, the body will involuntarily cooperate with the abyss to convict the sword. The speed of each sword will be a little faster than before, as if it grows endlessly...

Time seemed to stop temporarily, and everyone opened their eyes wide in front of the infinite sword shadow formed by Ulysses's high-speed wave of the abyss and conviction. This is a sword technique that most people can't imagine, a sword technique that surpasses the limit of human beings, belonging to Ulysses-the fastest sword.

"Boom!" Accompanied by a violent explosion, Ulysses' speed of swinging his sword surpassed a human limit. At the same time, the same situation happened during the battle with Arcelia.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Accompanied by the piercing explosion in the air, countless sharp sword auras erupted from the abyss of conviction, and blasted on the tauren's big axe. The strong wind even blew away some tourists standing nearby. If the direction of these sword qi was not in the air, it would probably flatten the ground.

"Moo!!" The tauren's scream resounded through the sky again. This time, he flew higher, faster, and stronger. The whole person rushed into the high air like wings, even higher than the magnificent spire of Sophia Cathedral. At the same time, sporadic pieces of steel continued to fall from the air, the remains of steel armor crushed by the sword energy of Ulysses's abyss.

"Aha! I met a real super expert, so I told him to converge." Odd Horn is not a fool, and he naturally knows what kind of strong man can easily disperse the ancestral power gathered on the wrathhoof treasure. . What's more, while dispersing the power of those ancestors, Ragehoe himself has not been seriously injured. This kind of complete control of power is not a joke. Ragehoe is still thousands of miles away from this realm!

Although Rage Hoof should have been hurt a bit, the exquisite armor of the clan that he wore also said goodbye to him. However, after provoking such a strong man, he can still live well. It's time to worship the ancestors and thank them for their blessing. At least, judging by his energetic screams, he is still a good cow.

"In the name of Ulysses, go, light bullets." Seeing those armor fragments falling from the air, Ulysses gently stretched out his left hand, and dozens of soft white lights popped out to him. Behind.

"Ka! Ka!" Under the control of Ulysses, each light bullet greeted a piece of armor fragments, took them down, and lightly fell to the ground.

"Huh?" In the church, there was a slightly surprised voice from the priest Peter again. Unlike the others, he didn't particularly care about the fastest sword Ulysses wielded. Instead, he focused his attention on his perfect manipulation of light magic. Although it was not a very advanced light magic, it was not a simple matter to be able to manipulate more than a hundred light bullets at the same time, and to catch those armor fragments without fail.

Even he himself couldn't do such a thing at Ulysses' age. This requires a thorough understanding of light magic, as well as a high level of spiritual training, and it is not something that can be naturally mastered when the level is reached. Being able to manipulate this kind of magic so skillfully indicates that he must have been practicing very hard at ordinary times, and he already has a very deep understanding of light magic.

Many people think that the use of divine arts only depends on whether they have a firm belief in gods. As long as their beliefs are firm, they can definitely be used. However, in fact this kind of thinking has certain errors. A firm belief is only a prerequisite for the use of divine art. To go further, it also requires superb control.

"He is better than I thought. My previous judgment was to underestimate him. If he really becomes a priest, he will definitely be a rare talent. With the prestige of your family in the church, he was 30 years old. I hope to put on the red robe before he is 10 years old." Peter looked at the young man wearing the light wizard robe with admiration. If this young man is not the offspring of the teacher, he must have recommended him to go to the priesthood. .

The admissions requirements for high-ranking Light Masters at the Priest Academy were originally very loose. As long as he recommended him, I believe he could soon become a true priest there and work hard to spread the light of God.

"Because he is so good, I am even more troubled. Peter, do you have any way to make him willingly leave a large number of offspring for the family? At least three, no, five boys. Talent We ensure that the inheritance of our Ana family can continue. The mistakes we made must never be made again." The Grand Priest Anad sighed, this question is really unsolvable.

"This...I never thought about this situation, and I don't know anything about love. Teacher, it seems that I can't help you anymore." Peter shook his head helplessly, persuading others to be kind, and guide others. He knows a lot about the way for a lost lamb to get to the right path. But the subject of changing the outlook on life of a kind-hearted teenager who has a firm belief and whose ideal is to become a priest is really more difficult for him than the magical technique of summoning the Supreme God to descend.

"Oh..." The Grand Priest Anad sighed heavily. This question, sure enough, is too difficult!

"Wow!" The Tauren, who flew high in the air against gravity for the first time in his life, finally returned. Compared with his incredible aura, now he only has a pair of underwear...