Chapter 2268: King of the Skull (19)

Chapter 2268 King of the Skull (19)
The ball of light is very mysterious. At first it was just a small spot of light, almost impossible to detect.
However, gradually, there are countless things that are close to the smog around it, circling and condensing together, moving closer to the center of the ball of light, making the ball of light bigger and bigger. The ball of light also sends a reassuring, warm white light. It does not seem to give any feeling of danger and evil. This thing is at least not a devastating spell.
Alchemy gloves shouldn't it be possible to make a crystallizing gun for throwing? What is the light ball?
"...[Sacred]?" The distant diviner Nantes saw this scene and whispered: "The skills of the Vatican exorcists are considered to be the only ones closest to God. Miracle... Why do you use it?!"
[Sacred], [Miracle]. They are all familiar words that Arthur is familiar with. However, he is also very clear that in the different worlds of this 900 years later, the same vocabulary is of course different from the original world of 900 years ago, especially the words of the church, which are colored with religious words.
[Holy] is certainly not the [sacred] enchantment that Arthur knows, at least the light ball in his hand is not a technique used to enchant the weapon. And [miracle] is even more [miracle] that Arthur knows. The [miracle] that was said in the original world nine hundred years ago refers to the magical technique that ignores the laws of the universe and can be born out of nothing. The [miracle] is obviously just that the church is playing word games and justifying the spells that you use.
The actual "miracle" they used was ordinary spells, and it was no different from the spells used by the witch wizards, but the church guys wanted to define their own spells as "miracles" and let people think that this is the church with God. The miracle of the name. ...is ridiculous.
The "miracle" of the church and the real [miracle] cannot of course be compared. But Arthur can't deny that this special magical magical technique of the church can really come in handy on this occasion. And he is also very clear that it is no coincidence that he does not suddenly know how to use this [sacred] miracle, nor is it just a mysterious force that awakens at this critical moment.
He will use this "sacred" to drive magic, for the simple reason. This is what he got from the "Abyss of the Abyss: The Dimensions of the World", the intellectual knowledge of forbidden... At least one of them.
Arthur’s consciousness was drawn into the magic, and at that time he had subconsciously knew what he was going to face next, so he also subconsciously got what he had from the magic.
He used his memory of the past month to exchange this book for this "sacred" spell, a magical spell that he would never have known or could learn.
Now he has a very thorough understanding of this spell, as if intellectual knowledge has been in his mind from the beginning.
In fact, to say that it is [sacred], this light ball is not much different from the true sacred enchantment. It's just that it uses a spell that compresses the surrounding air to create an "air bomb" and infuse the [sacred] enchantment in a confined air bomb, just like the [sacred] perfusion of the usual weapon blade. Of course, it is much harder to enchant the [sacred] in the compressed air than the enchantment. Because of this, the talents who know how to use this spell are extremely rare. There should be no more than one hundred people in the world.
Moreover, even knowing how to make such a [sacred] light bomb is not known to be proficient in combat. The Vatican's exorcists normally need more than ten years of cultivation to use such difficult spells in actual combat for the first time. And Arthur? He ignored all of this and released such a difficult spell with his bare hands, and he could use it in actual combat from the beginning, as if he had experienced ten years and twenty years of hard work.
Arthur seems to finally understand the power of the Abyss Magic. The magic code ignores the [process] and directly injects [results] into Arthur's memory, allowing him to learn the secrets that ordinary people can't learn, and to be proficient in using spells that others need to practice for a long time. This is a very bad thing.
It’s no wonder that [the bone picker] a thief leader with no culture in the area of ​​the thief group can actually make such a powerful dead spirit spell;
It's no wonder that there will be a "Abyss Magic" in the area, and it is crazy!
And regardless of these. Arthur saw that the burning flesh of the group was moving to the side, and not far behind them was the forest area. If the tree was lit up, it would be worse. He didn't even think about throwing out the "sacred" light ball in his hand.
The essence of the ball is roughly a gas collection that is compressed and sealed in a strong enchantment. It is as light as Arthur’s imagination. He throws it out like a balloon, and the ball flies up without a balloon. Slow, but still fluttering, can't really expect how much impact it can cause, or how accurately it can hit high-speed moving enemies in actual combat. Still, this "sacred" ball of light is enough to hit the large, slow piece of meat in front of Arthur's eyes. It hit the burning piece of meat and then stuck it on it.
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"Well?" At first, Arthur couldn't even understand what it was. Is this finished? It seems that nothing has happened when I hit it.
but------
lb! ! ------------
In the next second, the light ball suddenly exploded, and the scale was slightly smaller than the explosion arrow that the Ranger archer Milan shot, but the momentum is still very scary. The explosion is estimated because the compressed air in the ball is condensed to a breakthrough limit in a short period of time, and then the object must produce a strong blast. At the moment of this explosion, the light of the light ball is even more so bright, so that the visual viewers feel the pain in their eyes!
The flesh of the group was blown out of a big pit. Then Arthur could clearly see that the thing was twitching, seemingly afraid of the power of this divine light ball. The blast of the explosion blows out the raging fire that spreads over it, but it is necrotic at a faster rate, apparently not because of the high temperature, which is estimated to be [sacred] at work. The original blood-red big meat mass began to turn black, and it was a large area of ​​blackening. This blackening of the black material continued to spread outward along the traces of the explosion just now, and the part of the meatball that first turned into a blackened part began to gradually become Gray, necrosis is more thorough.
[do not run! ]
[give me back......! ]
[mine! ! mine! ! ]
The monster struggled to continue crawling and moving to Arthur at a slower pace. This monster does not even know that he is struggling on the edge of death, and will soon be wiped out. It only cares about taking back the "Abyss of the Abyss: Dimensions" from Arthur.
Already crazy, there is no medicine to save.
Arthur squeezed out another "sacred" ball of light. This thing is not difficult to cast in his imagination, and it does not seem to be mentally motivated. Arthur just used it but didn't feel tired at all. Perhaps most of the operations were not done by Arthur himself, but his magical instrument "alchemy gloves" was done on behalf of him, so he felt that it was so easy.
The second sacred ball of light once again lingered on the large piece of meat that gradually turned black, and then burst again. The explosion caused the parts of the large meat that had become grayish to be lost into countless fly ash, and the rest of the large piece of meat was completely turned black, and continued to grayish over the death. It crawls or squirms more and more slowly, and it is almost no longer moving.
"Final." Hanover sighed.
Arthur also breathed a sigh of relief and put away his weapons. This should be done. The thieves were killed and the monsters were wiped out, and there was no fire in the mountains. The people in the city were also very safe. No one was killed or injured except the thieves. This is the best ending. Although most of the things were done by Arthur, the mercenaries had hardly helped.
"Mr. Yaslan, I don't know where you learned the [sacred] miracle of exorcism, but obviously you are not from the Vatican." The diviner Nantes said at this time: "If yes, You will not hire us mercenaries, but come with the Pope Knights to exorcise."
Arthur was silent for a while, and silence was the best answer, especially in such awkward situations, talking indiscriminately only caused more trouble.
"But [Sacred] is indeed a secret technique that the Vatican's exorcists do not pass on. It is rare for a normal person to see this miracle once in a lifetime, let alone learn it." Nantes continued: "So... .. The miracle you cast today may cause you a lot of trouble in the future. I suggest that you don't take this miracle out before people. This time you are our employer, we are a maid. Of course, the soldiers will do their duty of confidentiality and will not say what they see here. But in this wilderness, it is difficult to prevent them from being seen by third parties, and it is difficult to ensure that your companions will not leak the news..."
"Well, I understand." Arthur glanced at Verne, who looked like a stunned look and seemed to be surprised by Arthur’s cool spell. This child is very simple. After going back, it should be no problem to fool a few words. And Biddeville is a person on Arthur's side, of course, will not leak the wind. Then the only thing left to worry about is that in the wild, it is far from the third party to see Arthur’s cast.
But what is the probability of that low. This is the site of the [Picker] Mountain Thieves group, and it is still in the mountains outside the city. Normal, how can a fool break into the thief's territory to die? And still in this big night? Arthur thought this way, and constantly persuaded himself not to worry too much, but he has been unable to get rid of the vague uneasiness in his heart.
The feeling of uneasiness, after he disbanded the group of mercenaries, returned to the hotel in the city, lying on his bed and closing his eyes, it continued.