Chapter 138: Lanqi is such a white magician

The battle area in the temple is surrounded by a circle of solemn stone pillars carved with statues of gods. Even if the sea of ​​fire rages, it cannot invade the stone pillars.

The high-speed battle continued in various parts of the temple, causing the sound of cast-iron weapons clashing suddenly.

On the wall between every two stone pillars, the meticulously painted glass reflected blurry reflections, and several figures of head-on collisions, chases and fights flashed by.

The far side of the sanctuary.

The priest not only treated the three people who were trying to block the Saint of Destruction in close range, but also deployed a light blue shield nearby that could resist the long-range spells cast by the Saint of Destruction.

Under this kind of protection, the figures in the back row could no longer retreat.

Behind them was the high wall with rose windows under the dome of the cathedral.

"Huprienne, I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on the two unconscious people from the Cremon Empire, and protect me at the same time."

As Lanqi spoke, he turned around and looked directly at the Saint of Destruction Adelis in the distance, and looked into her eyes filled with determined murderous intent.

"Just deal with the enemy, and leave the rest to me."

Hyperion whispered confidently beside him.

Lanqi nodded and walked forward.

At this moment, each of the magic cards that Lanqi was holding casually in his hand was glowing with a bright purple light.

This is a display of arms, like a provocation.

Any healing mage with a bit of common sense would never use up all of his healing skills at once and put all his spells on cooldown.

Excessive treatment will only be wasted.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Lanqi meant to express that all of his healing spells were of rare purple quality, enough to play with the Saint of Destruction Adalis.

There was a faint smile on his face as he looked at the Saint of Destruction. His expression of three parts regret and seven parts pity seemed like he was waiting for the Saint of Destruction to successfully break through and come to him.

"What's the use of your pitiful magic power?!"

The expression of the Saint of Destruction gradually became ferocious. With a sharp sound, the flaming sword in her hand began to dance violently, like a scarlet viper making a low roar.

In an instant, the sword blade that danced wildly and smashed into the ground raised flames, lifting the wounded executioner and paladin into the air again and smashing them down heavily. The male guard who was originally waiting for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack had to protect his body and keep a distance.

At this moment, the oppressive feeling of the Saint of Destruction Adalis seemed to become even stronger, and her murderous intent made the entire cathedral seem to be plunged into a sea of ​​fire that annihilated the scorched earth.

Just seeing Lanqi's face and his usual smile made the anger in the heart of the Saint of Destruction begin to surge! She knew that her mind was still difficult to remain calm, and the biggest reason was not Lanqi, the sword tomb itself.

It was the gray-haired, red-dressed devil who was standing behind Lanqi and singing all the time! ! As long as that devil was still singing, even if my nerves were strong, they would become sensitive and irritable.

However, just as she was about to charge forward in the brief moment when she cast a large sixth-order spell to repel the blockers, the priest's control spell and the trap set by her sister's guard once again delayed her attack.

The Saint of Destruction closed the distance by a few meters, but was chased again by the Executioner and the Paladin who were enduring their injuries and pain.

Under such a battle situation, I am afraid that there is no need to wait until dark before the Saint of Destruction may be successfully lured to the back row by Ranchi's taunts, and then both sides will fight to the death.

far away.

At the high wall of the temple, about ten meters away from the center of the battlefield.

"Brother, stop mocking me!"

"Get treatment now!"

The priest and the guard sister, as back-row jobs, both felt Ranchi's terrifying power.

They had never seen a nanny who could pull such strong hatred.

The tanks in the front row can’t stop it!

"Don't worry, I'll start my job now."

Lanci smiled, sensing his teammates' concern.

But this is normal. Teammates who cooperate with him for the first time will be a little panicked.

After Lanqi finished speaking, he looked intently at the anxious battlefield in front of him and scattered the healing magic cards in his hand one by one.

At the same time, the Saint of Destruction in the distance began to emit a faint magical glow that appeared when receiving treatment.

“?!”

Lanqi's action stunned everyone present for a moment.

First of all, that's not how healing magic is used.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Using it all up in one go, no different from an actor.

And, when everyone found out that the one he treated was the Saint of Destruction, they began to fear that Lanqi had chosen to betray them and join the Resurrection Church at the most critical moment! That would be complete despair.

Even the Saint of Destruction began to be confused for a moment. Is it possible that Lanqi is actually one of them?

However.

No matter how I thought about it, it didn't seem right - he seemed to be acting like everyone else, and also like he was rebelling, but the magic power on him was too weak and obvious when he cast the spell.

It turns out that he has never restrained his magic power, and he is really that weak!

This kind of treatment has no recovery effect at all, and no matter how much you spend, it will only heal the lonely enemy.

At a moment when everyone's brain was about to crash temporarily because of Lanqi's operation, the body of the Saint of Destruction, Adelis, was enveloped by a healing spell. Not only did it not achieve any obvious healing effect, but it made her body instantly stiff, and then began to have severe spasms, as if she was suffering from unspeakable pain.

The male guard who reacted first had already appeared like a cheetah in the shadows, and pointed the dagger in his hand directly at the back of the neck of the Saint of Destruction! The Saint of Destruction's fighting instinct made her endure the pain, twisted away the attack, and swung the flaming sword again to knock the male guard away.

Blood flowed down her neck, causing her pupils to tremble with disbelief and anger.

Normally, she would not have any scratches and could even counterattack the opponent. However, due to the unbearable pain in her body, she was unable to react normally.

Even the executioner and the paladin reacted, and because they understood the change in the battle situation, they became extremely excited and attacked her again! They finally understood what kind of white magician Lanqi was.

It's purely to mess with the mentality, pollute the spirit, and torture the opponent.

My mom gave birth to this thing for the first time!

But at this moment, they couldn't afford to get into a tug-of-war with the Saint of Destruction. No matter how much treatment they received, it would only result in a slow death.

Instead, they needed a sword-grave-specialized assistant like Ranchi who could speed up the battle and change the situation! The Saint of Destruction fended off the despicable sneak attacks of the Executioner and the Paladin. In the intervals between battles, she stared at Ranchi in the distance, her eyes like a wild beast out of control, full of ferocious killing intent.

"Lanqi! Wilford!!!"

The shrill roar echoed in the cathedral.

At the same time, the Saint of Destruction seemed to have entered a violent state! (End of this chapter)