Chapter 127 Same Height

The two men faced each other in the arena.

Kelson stood with his hands behind his back and asked lightly, "Perhaps you need to change your wand?"

Lu Yi held the Type I slender wand and said without hesitation: "No need, no matter what I use, it won't affect the result for you, right?"

To put it bluntly, the magic wand is just a tool for adding bonuses. Under the premise that the strength difference between the two sides is too great, no matter what magic weapon is used, it will be useless, and will make the contrast more vivid and tragic.

Kelson sneered with an ambiguous tone, "As you wish, I hope you can still be as optimistic as you are now after this is over..."

"I have always been a very optimistic person." Lu Yi said neither lightly nor seriously.

Kelson said no more and instead shot out a light ball of magic light towards him.

The ball of light contained extremely bright spots, and even though it was just an attack thrown out by Kelsen casually, it brought out a sense of oppression that made people's breath stop.

In a flash, a ball of light fell heavily two meters in front of Lu Yi, accurately creating a half-meter long hole.

However, Lu Yi did not step back, but stood still.

He stared intently at Kelson in front of him, without any fear or dread of the pothole under his feet.

Because as early as the very beginning of this attack, Lu Yi realized that this attack was not directed at him.

From the very beginning, Kelsen aimed his attack at this open space.

When Kelson saw that Lu Yi did not dodge, his expression changed slightly, "Come on, let me see your talent——"

Let me see if you are worthy of being the final candidate of the Holy See—

[Lu Yi, Lu Yi, do you want to use the cheat code now?!] 857 was eager to try and asked.

[“No, it’s not the right time yet…”] Lu Yi decisively refused, [“Wait for my instructions. When I say ‘now’, you will quickly help me activate the gold finger.”]

[Okay! I promise to complete the mission!] Although 857 didn't know Lu Yi's intention, it knew to obey the host's orders unconditionally.

After all, based on the experience of the several missions so far, almost every choice Lu Yi made has been proven to be correct.

Lu Yi, who was unconditionally trusted by 857, was now staring at Kelson, trying to find a flaw in him in the extremely slim possibility.

The mission has been clearly stated.

"He made a great success in the duel with Cardinal Kelson on the assessment day."

It doesn't even require winning, but it requires making a splash.

If you want to make a stunning debut against an opponent who is far superior to you, you must either catch everyone off guard and win in seconds, or fight to the death at the most critical moment.

In this way, we can achieve the greatest possible success and thus accomplish the task perfectly.

The cardinal's preemptive attack just now made Lu Yi miss the best opportunity to win in seconds, and the only option left for him was to risk his life and survive.

Now Lu Yi has to make himself meet the prerequisites for being put to death.

This kind of life-threatening situation is actually very easy to achieve.

Because Rand has no powerful advanced skills, he can only rely on his outstanding talent for light to withstand the attack from beginning to end.

Lu Yi held his breath and clenched his right hand holding the magic wand. The pure power of light flowed from his body to his fingertips, and then fragments of light leaped out and lingered around his wrist and magic wand.

He didn't have many skills, only a few low-level skills he learned in Saint-Dover.

These low-level skills have long been common among light mages and are common entry-level skills that almost everyone has.

In the duel between the first nine candidates, such low-level skills never appeared throughout the whole process.

Because not qualified.

But even such an inadequate skill is enough for Lu Yi.

Infused with extremely pure light power, the magic wand glowed with a new light as crystal clear as jade.

Lu Yi held the magic wand in his right hand vertically in front of his chest, and placed his other hand on the radial styloid process of his right hand. After several turns, he slid it to the inside of his elbow and pushed out his right hand that was holding the magic wand.

His movements were extremely fast, and his voice was whispered along with magic power.

"Absolute Light Strike——"

A strong magical power burst out instantly.

The new light is as dazzling as the rising sun and as swift as thunder. The surging power of light is incomparably pure and powerful.

The blade of light came out from the magic wand and instantly split into three when it rushed in front of Kelson, and the three sides attacked him directly.

Kelson raised a gust of wind with his backhand and suddenly knocked the three light blades away.

Due to Kelsen's carelessness, the two men barely tied in the first round.

Almost all the people present were light mages, and they could clearly see that Rant was at an absolute disadvantage.

But what they were concerned about at the moment was not his disadvantages, but the extremely familiar skills he had just used.

"...Wait a minute, why does this skill look a bit like the purple-level skill Light Blade?" A candidate who was familiar with this skill exclaimed in surprise.

"That's impossible. The Light of Death is so rubbish—"

"Hey! Don't mention it. Now that you mention it, I think it looks similar. I was just wondering why this skill looks so familiar..." Another candidate turned around and spoke after hearing the voice.

"Did you hear the spell he just chanted?"

"No, but judging from the lip movements, it really does look like Light Sting." The person being questioned shook his head.

"But it's impossible. Isn't Absolute Light Strike the lowest-level Light Blade skill? It's just a most ordinary and mediocre purple-level skill. It's impossible for it to produce such a miraculous effect! Didn't you see it just now? His skill was touching the corner of the cardinal's clothes! It even tore some of his wind..."

"But did you look closely at the shape of the wind blade just now? Without discussing the light and magic power, just looking at the shape, it is clearly the standard light blade of Absolute Light Strike. The light blades of other skills are not of this shape!"

"...No, why doesn't it have this effect when I use Absolute Light Strike? Are people so different from each other?" One candidate accepted the fact, but still asked his companion beside him in disbelief.

His companion gave him a bitter smile and said helplessly, "What else do you think? There is a huge gap between people. Don't you remember that he couldn't use the crystal ball before? My light talent can't even fill half a crystal ball, but he can easily blow up the crystal ball. This is not the same level, okay?"

The candidate who asked the question had a sad look on his face, and turned to look at Lu Yi with an increasingly envious gaze.

"This is talent. Is this the person favored by the God of Light?"

The discussion about Rant's outstanding talent in the audience went on for a long time, but Lu Yi on the stage gritted his teeth.

The cardinal was teasing a kitten; each attack seemed to be simple but actually contained hidden dangers, making it very difficult for Lu Yi to deal with them.

Most of his magic power was consumed in this back and forth, and he wished he could split it into two.

"Is that all?" Kelson appeared silently behind him and asked with a raised eyebrow.

Lu Yi's expression remained unchanged, he grinned and said: "There is also this——"

He did not turn around, but predicted Kelson's movement trajectory, straightened his shoulders and threw the wand in his hand with all his strength.

The wand was filled with all his strength and most of his magic power at the moment, like a star from outer space that had come rushing over after thousands of years, dragging shadows in the air, shining brightly, making a ringing sound as it broke through the air, and carrying an unstoppable edge as it passed through.

Kelsen did not expect that Lu Yi, who had been holding the wand tightly in his hand in the first half, would throw the wand out so suddenly at this moment.

He was slightly stunned in his heart, but the confidence that came from being in a high position for a long time made Kelson not dodge at all. He just concentrated his magic power and tried to knock the wand away.

But his magic missed its target.

The magic wand seemed to have intelligence, or was always under the control of its owner. Beyond everyone's expectations, it turned 90 degrees in the air and reached Kelson's chest at lightning speed, hitting him accurately.

Although it hit.

But it was just a hit.

After all, Kelson was an experienced high-level light wizard. The moment the magic wand touched his chest, the magic power attached to it was forcibly suppressed by him, and it was completely extinguished in an instant without leaving anything.

The hit did not cause any damage to Kelsen.

Despite this, Kelsen was still shocked by the result and even felt a little angry for the first time in a long time.

This anger is very faint, but it exists extremely realistically.

Kelson stood there, his calm gaze falling on his wrinkled lapels, and then moved to Lu Yi in front of him, whose smile was even brighter.

"How is it now? Cough, cough..." Lu Yi smiled brightly and turned his head to spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

He spat out the blood foam with an easy and free movement, as if what he spitted out was not bright red blood, but sugar residue or mouth candy that he accidentally swallowed into his mouth.

But the paleness on his face was obvious.

The paler his face was, the more thrilling the red on his lips looked.

Lu Yi turned his head again and spat out the blood accumulated in his mouth.

The reason why Kelson's attack failed to knock the wand away was largely due to his misleading intention.

As a price, he was also hit by Kelson's attack, and his mouth was filled with blood from his internal organs.

The reason why Lu Yi can still stand so straight is just because of force. If any heavier attack landed on him, he would have to kneel down on the spot.

[“Damn it, I still overestimated myself!”] Lu Yi muttered silently to 857.

But then he changed his tone and smiled brightly again, [“It’s okay, it will be over soon…”]

Lu Yi raised his eyes and noticed the deep hidden anger in Kelson's eyes.

He thought he was in safe hands now.

This makes it very convenient for him to add fuel to the fire and do some small actions...

[“Next, it’s my home court—”]

really.

Kelson was seen walking slowly towards him.

His eyes slid across Xia, who had a nervous expression not far away, and then fell back on Lu Yi.

"You're good, kid, but it's been five minutes now..." Kelson praised with a look of contempt and vanity.

"It's time for you to end up--!!!" Kelson shouted harshly.

A huge light burst out between the two of them, so large that it even covered the entire Knights Square. The radiating light was so blinding that everyone present subconsciously closed their eyes.

The air also froze at this moment.

[“Now.”]

…

When sound waves are above a certain frequency, the human ear can no longer capture them.

The sound that accompanied the huge burst of light gradually exceeded the range of their hearing, and finally there was only silence.

In the dead silence, the light gradually faded.

And on the high platform, there was only a figure in a purple robe.

The candidates who had regained their sight below the stage looked at the hole on the platform in horror, but they could not find the other person.

Rand, gone.

"What the hell, what's going on? Where's the person?! Where's the other person?!"

"Oh my God of Light, are you going crazy? This is..."

"Where's Rand? No, is this bishop crazy?! Although it's a fight, it's just a command!!! Why, why..."

"No, no, this is impossible. God of Light, this is too crazy... This is too crazy!!"

The crowd was extremely noisy, with all kinds of criticisms emerging one after another, and the looks cast at Kelson also contained some inexplicable meanings.

"Quiet!" Kelson shouted, trying to suppress the chaos in front of him.

Under the pressure from the cardinal, the candidates were silent for only a moment, and then continued to discuss in low voices.

But soon, someone else excitedly exclaimed: "Quick, quick, look up there!!! Look up there! What is that?!"

At his signal, the crowd all looked up into the air, except for Kelson who was still standing on the platform with his hands behind his back and a frown on his brows.

He was wondering why the crowd suddenly lost their voice after looking up into the sky, when a white feather emitting a sacred light appeared in his field of vision.

A feather.

Kelson's pupils trembled, and he suddenly looked up at the focus of everyone's attention.

In mid-air, a six-winged angel was looking at him indifferently.

——Seraphim!

Those are the angels and gods that had long since perished with the Ragnarok in history books!

Kelsen was so shocked that his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it.

Why are there six-winged angels? What about Rand?

Is the landing of this six-winged angel related to Rand?

The six-winged angel seemed to notice his gaze, and slightly opened her pale pink lips, and her voice was ethereal like a motto coming from outer space.

"You are the one who should be quiet."

The six-winged angel's actions completely exposed his appearance to everyone.

It was the Rand whom they had just been looking for in vain!

No, strictly speaking, this should be Rand who was possessed by a six-winged angel.

It was only because at this moment, Lant's long golden brown hair turned into a dazzling gold, and his light amber pupils were infinitely close to light gold, which led to their failure to recognize him at first glance!

The candidates thought they had figured out the truth of the matter, and they all stared in amazement at the angels soaring high in the air, and then burst into even more intense cheers.

"God of Light, I saw the gods!! Mom! They are the gods!!"

"Lant, Lant! I'm the one who always sits behind you in class! Lant, look at me--"

"Oh my god, the gods——"

In a place where no one was paying attention, Xia completely lost his strength and fell to the ground.

Why--

Why would something unexpected happen when everything is ready? !

Obviously, Kelsen had helped him drive Rand off the stage within five minutes...

Xia really couldn't understand. He could only stare blankly at the angel whose face was similar to Lant's. He couldn't even express his extremely complicated emotions at the moment.

And that angel, Lu Yi, looked at Kelson expressionlessly.

[“No way, no way, no way, is Old Deng dumbfounded? Wasn’t he quite arrogant when he was yelling at me just now?”] Lu Yi was amazed in his heart, but he still maintained an indifferent expression on his face.

He is an emotionless god, he can't be OOC!

[“I suddenly understand Xia a little bit. It feels so good to bully others by taking advantage of your power.”]

[“Wait a minute, I just thought of another bad idea, seriously…”]

Kelson also recovered from his shock at this time, and tried his best to suppress the trembling in his heart. He drew the cross symbol of the Church of Light on his chest and said loudly: "Sir, I respectfully welcome you to the Holy See. Do you have any instructions?"

"Instructions?" Lu Yi tilted his head slightly and said calmly, "I don't have any instructions."

"I am just a ghost guarding behind the one favored by God." Lu Yi made up the story without changing his expression or heartbeat.

Guardian? God's favored one? Dead soul? Kelson frowned, and countless thoughts crossed his mind at this moment.

Many questions therefore arose in his mind, but the six-winged angel obviously had no intention of continuing to answer.

Kelson wanted to ask, but was afraid of offending the dead soul of the God Clan, so he could only swallow the words in his throat.

As if he was not used to trying to please someone, he smiled stiffly, "I wonder why you came here...?"

"I've said it before." Lu Yi paused, "I'm just a dead soul guarding behind the one favored by God."

"You hurt him."

Kelsen's expression became even stiffer, and he defended himself, "This is just a competition, a guide for the candidates. My Lord, you may not understand our teachings well enough..."

"But I smell arrogance." Lu Yi interrupted him, staring straight at Kelson with his light golden pupils.

"Light belongs to the earth, and pride is no sin. However, pride violates the precepts and should be punished."

The six-winged angel spoke softly with an indifferent expression, and Kelson's face turned a little paler with every word.

By the time he uttered the last word "punishment" lightly, Kelson's face was already filled with unbearable pain, and blood began to seep out of all his orifices.

Kelsen's inner resentment and shame were beyond words, and his fingers were digging into the flesh of his palms.

Extremely painful and humiliating.

But even so, he had to endure the pain and resentment, and bow down to the gods in the air and praise them highly.

“Yes…” Kelson’s forehead fell heavily on the back of his folded hands, and he gritted his teeth and said, “The believer has learned his lesson. Thank you for your teachings, sir. May the God of Light continue to watch over the believers…”

"It is my fault for not disciplining me properly. Why are you so angry, sir?"

A clear and elegant voice sounded, and Pope Callisto, dressed in a plain robe, stepped into the air.

He didn't have any ornaments on his body, but his simple outfit was so eye-catching.

Callisto ignored the cardinal who was bleeding from all seven orifices on the stage, and looked at the six-winged angel with a faint smile on his face.

"Angry?" Lu Yi repeated softly, "I'm not angry..."

"I am only disciplining the believers on behalf of my Lord."

Light golden eyes met violet eyes.

Callisto walked closer to the six-winged angel step by step until he was shoulder to shoulder with him and facing him face to face.

His Holiness Callisto, the supreme Pope of the Holy See of Light, is as high as the angels.

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