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The long sword with blue fire sliced ​​through the body of the Skeleton King.

"Damn it...Rida!"

The upper body of the Skeleton King spun into the air, throwing out a pool of blue blood.

It looked like there was no hope.

But at this moment, Ryan suddenly shouted back: "It's an illusion, turn on the anti-teleportation magic field."

Ryan's voice carried a war cry that carried far away.

In an instant, a purple magic circle suddenly appeared in the distance and expanded rapidly, covering a large area around it.

The body of the Skeleton Lord flying in mid-air gradually disappeared.

Ryan's judgment was correct, it was indeed an illusion.

The Lord of Skeletons covered the wound on his waist...looking at the purple magic field above his head with sinister eyes.

He knew that he had been tricked.

The brave team did not continue to pursue their hidden base, but waited for him here.

If it weren't for his quick reaction just now, the moment the hero slashed himself, he activated the talent spell of 'Transformation', directly swapping his own body with a random body around him, avoiding subsequent attacks and saving his life. old fate.

But it's not completely avoided.

There was still a faint blue flame on his wound, and he pressed it three times with dark magic to extinguish the flame.

Moreover... the wound became scorched black, and a small amount of healing spells were used, which had almost no effect.

The opponent's magic power seems to have the effect of restraining dark creatures.

"Damn it." The Lord of Skeletons looked at the purple sky. For the first time since he set foot in the human world, he felt scared: "This is top-level space control. This time, the magician in the brave team is not a plastic surgeon." Is it possible to major in the Change Department instead of the Department of Change?"

Humans study demons, and demons will also study humans.

The brave team has made great achievements in the battle between humans and demons several times, either directly beheading the demon king, or killing demon generals or important figures.

Directly causing the collapse of the demon clan's command system, thus winning the war.

In several battles between humans and demons, the magician position was all based on the plasticity system.

Use powerful magic to clear the battlefield for the brave, and forcefully open a passage on the battlefield, allowing the brave to face the devil head-on.

But this time the magician is actually a change type, damn it!

The Skeleton King, who is also a transformation mage, is still most afraid of the transformation system.

After all... the people who know their abilities best are the enemies of the same faction.

The Lord of Skeletons now disguised himself as a dazed magic, disguised as a mindless Illusive Man.

After all, he had created too many phantoms before, and it would take a long time to kill them one by one, no matter how fast he killed them.

At that time, the enemy's anti-teleportation force field will definitely dissipate with Xianxian.

After all, it takes a lot of magic power to maintain such a huge magic field.

He pretended to be a wandering phantom man, wandering around and occasionally firing a weak bone arrow.

Because his acting skills were so outstanding, no one paid attention to him.

But at this moment, a golden light shot out of the sky.

This golden light turned into a huge ball of light in mid-air.

The ball of light then deformed, took on shapes, and finally transformed into a golden angel.

Two pairs of translucent light wings flutter in greeting.

Then, the angel looked around, and finally landed on an illusory man who was walking against the wall and looking silly.

Then it stretched out its finger, and a golden light shone down, shrouding the Skeleton King inside.

The phantom man, who had been hitting the wall and walking in place, froze. He looked up at the golden angel in mid-air and cursed through gritted teeth.

"Blessing of the Holy Light! This Holy Lady of Light is sick." Blessing of the Holy Light is generally a magical skill that only those who aspire to become the pope will learn.

The function of this magic is to forcefully designate a target and bless him.

As long as you know his appearance and name, you can use it on the target from an extremely long distance.

The effect of blessing is actually not very strong, almost non-existent. It is usually used to 'coronate' nobles.

After all, it is very gorgeous and full of style, which is very suitable for promoting the majesty and sanctity of the Light Religion in public places.

Saints generally only learn healing and protective spells.

The duty of a saint is to protect and heal, not to stir up political issues.

The Lord of Skeletons had no idea that he would be forcibly found by such a spell.

He looked at the golden angel in the sky and no longer hid his figure.

The dark magic power was operating at full speed, and the surrounding 'phantom clones' were quickly approaching him.

Under the influence of powerful magic, his wounds have healed.

Then he looked at the blue phoenix flying in the distance, sneered, and folded his hands.

The surrounding phantoms made exactly the same movements as the main body at the same time.

In an instant, countless black light balls emerged at the same time, flying towards the blue firebird in the sky from all directions.

Before these black balls arrived, a golden hexahedron suddenly appeared outside the Blue Firebird, protecting the Blue Firebird inside.

Countless black balls hit the golden hexahedron, making a continuous roar.

The violent explosion lasted only a few breaths, and then the firebird rushed out of the explosion.

Its six-sided golden magic shield had disappeared, and the firebird's shape had dimmed, but it still pounced.

Falling from the sky very quickly.

Violent blue flames emerged from the ground, and blue fire pillars formed into a huge circle with a diameter of a hundred meters.

With such a terrifying and huge scope, it stands to reason that no one can escape.

The same goes for the Lord of Bones.

He stood in the blue flames, his exoskeleton cracking inch by inch.

Ryan stood fifty meters away from the Skeleton King, standing upright.

To him, the blue flame had no heat, only warmth.

It stands to reason that being so close to a magician is definitely a huge advantage for Ryan.

But at this time, he felt something was wrong.

The Lord of Skeletons stood and allowed the exoskeleton on his body to detach inch by inch.

Including exoskeletons on the face.

As his bones shattered into pieces, his face was exposed.

A very fair face, as white as if it had never seen the sun.

There seems to be no difference between this face and that of a human being.

It's just that after the exoskeleton on the opponent's head was detached, what was left was a bald head.

After all the outer skeletons on his body fell off, the Skeleton King smiled.

"Thank you!" He looked at Ryan and said simply: "Thank you for helping me advance, traitor of the Rida family."

Ryan's expression was stunned for a moment, and then became serious.

"Are you... a fire-tempered body?"

The Lord of Skeletons covered his face and burst into laughter, extremely arrogantly: "I knew that the war between humans and demons would be the most important turning point in my life, and it was indeed true!" (End of Chapter)