The caster of fantasy

Aisfia's decision PART3

There are not many furnishings in the dark prayer room, a lounge chair for rest and a gorgeous altar that is obviously incompatible with this shabby room, and an archbishop who acts as a * character and is the main dialogue role - that's about it.

When he saw a strange middle-aged man coming in, the archbishop turned around and glanced at his hand and was quickly relieved. His magic did not detect that it was a fake, so this one was also a like-minded fellow traveler. Although he didn't know him, maybe he was a wandering missionary?

Aili subconsciously rubbed the lizard's claws that made her absolutely unhappy (so far, they don't want to think it's dragon's. After all, Yueyin's claws are so beautiful. How can this blue one look awkward), and her hoarse and low voice said the words worshipped by the internal members of the Dragon Worship Church "..."

The archbishop instantly put down his last guard and saluted. Ellie returned the salute. After that, the two left the chapel one after the other. However, before that, Ellie turned around and threw a scroll on the ground before closing the door. Due to the obstruction of her body, the archbishop did not see this action.

The two walked silently in the long passage. Allie inadvertently glanced out and only saw endless peace. Through the transparent glass window, there was an endless wilderness outside - no, or not a wilderness, which is a world composed of sand, the thinnest soft sand, where there is no space. Gas, there is no sound, only sand...

This stronghold is built in a half plane, a gray half plane composed of sand.

Allie recalled the explanation about the sand plane she had seen in the previous book. After recalling for a while, she decided that even if she started, she would never destroy these outer walls. The sand plane outside was too exaggerated. The shallow place was only buried to her ankles, and the deep place was even thousands of miles deep. It was not like water. You can come up by pulling it. She doesn't want to be a mummy - after she dies, her body's water will be sucked dry by sand, and it can't even rot.

"Bright, which parish are you from? We didn't receive the news of missionary activities outside before. After all, the General Church has been asking us to shrink and not to say anything recently.

The archbishop suddenly opened his mouth, and the face of the middle-aged man who changed Ellie stiffened in an instant, and then replied slowly: "Well, because there has been a small problem in my parish recently, the number of believers is not enough, so he wants to come out to touch those stupid people, but he just failed to report to the chief priest."

The archbishop nodded and pushed open the metal door, and the congregation shouted the name of the dead dragon in unison to worship what they worshipped. For Ellie, this was too exciting... The magic dance could not be seen by everyone or watched indifferently.

The archbishop asked Ally's changed man to follow him to the plecture. Allie thinks that this thing is a speech stand. No matter how much they praise this position, it is still a speech stand.

"Fatful believers! The gods are about to die, and the dead dragon will bring new life!"

After the routine sentence, the archbishop suddenly stretched out his paws and pointed at Ellie.

"There is a spy between us! And he is here! Catch him!!!"

At the moment when her whereabouts were exposed, Ellie instantly activated a series of protective sequences such as the already prepared force field wall, and instantly covered herself with layers of protection. Under this high protection interspersed with low-level protection sequence defense, not to mention a bunch of believers who can only know a little fur spells, the one next to it almost arrived Purple (a very high-level leader of the Dragon Sect is almost gone at present.) The archbishop is also impossible to break through.

Unless he can push (samely, the full name is Magic Duncan's Great Rift). Unfortunately, he won't. After all, he is just a bishop.

After a pile of protection was set up, the group of congregations reacted. The archbishop quickly waved his hand to cast spells. Unfortunately, Ellie had completed her first spell before that.

Mirror art.

Six identical Ellie appeared in front of everyone, with the same action, the same posture, the same protective spell light and the same casting posture - one finger of death!

The archbishop still kept the fingers of the human palm, and several rings shattered one after another. This time, the extremely effective death finger only broke several of his secondary anti-dead rings, but the ensuing negative energy impact hit him firmly.

The bishop vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. If nothing happens, it is estimated that some of his internal organs have been corroded into dead by negative energy. It was not until then that the congregation below woke up and turned back and fled for their lives!

Are those guys not idiots... Unexpectedly, they recognized the death finger and ran away knowing that there was a high-ranking caster here that he couldn't provoke?

"By the way, in fact, I'm curious about when and where did you find that I was wrong? Is it time to ask questions? When I answered? Or when your nose, which is better than a dog, found the smell of me except casting materials?

Allie removed her metamorphosis and politely put on her hat after changing back to her original appearance.

"Hmm! Do you think you pretend to be similar? Let me tell you. This is our general teacher!" The archbishop roared in a low voice, and the palm of the dragon claws dug into the ground made of granite and threw it out in an instant!

"The long-range weapon is invalid for me. Is your stone also a long-range weapon?" While talking, the stone flew aside through several phantoms in a smooth arc.

Aili turned around and stretched out her hand. Dozens of blue and white spell missiles smashed a believer who tried to attack and smashed it into pieces in the air, sliding out of a small scroll from his hand. Judging from its faint arcane fluctuations, it should be a scroll of not low level - it's settled!

Amazing the harvest this time, Ellie did not forget to keep her left hand at the archbishop who was lying on the ground and coughing blood. After that, he asked curiously, "Yes, don't you still have purple people? Why didn't you see those legendary people?

"Since... it's all said, it's a legend. How can there be... We worship dragons, and there is only this place left!" No wonder you want to invade Ellie's floating city. Emotionally, you want to find a new place to settle down?

Mr. Samast, if you see your descendants so weak, you will definitely cry, right?

............

However, on the main material plane, a purple man stared angrily at the so-called crowd around him, but he could not move at all.

A few hours ago, he received a message from the general teaching in the half-face and hurried to the nearest portal. I don't know when this group of people had set up this strange magic array here. Looking carefully, you can see the traces of runemagic, and at the same time There is actually a feeling of elvenhighmagic - no, it's not a feeling. They appear majestically in the air of this magic array and float around.

He is just an ordinary purple man, not an ultra-high-level lich like Lord Samast, so he can only expect to kill them with his eyes.

If you dare to use a spell, you will definitely die from the super increase of this spell.

Taking a step forward, a strong acid arrow passed less than a centimeter in front of him, and the purple cloak that made himself proud was also corroded by a small opening, transparent from left to right.

Try to widen your eyes, and the blood has been covered with everything except the pupils, and even the sight is faintly red. Anyway, it's going to die, so let's die with a large group of people!

"Okay, it's time, we'll finish!" An old immortal threw away the empty power staff in his hand and stretched out and disappeared for a moment. Others just looked at him with gloating expressions and disappeared for a while. Without a host, the magic array did not attack and break itself in an instant.

"What?!" Unbelief kneeling to the ground, the purple man found that he was so powerless for the first time, but this is not the point. The point is that he must immediately return to the chief teacher to figure out what happened. If it really doesn't work, he can only use the unique trick!

made up his mind, and the purple man immediately stepped into the portal and left the place where he left an unforgettable memory without looking back.

(from behind the scenes)

"By the way, why should we withdraw? I think it has been making that guy endure and finally burst out - bang! Isn't it interesting!"

"Don't talk too much, we have a handle in the devil's hand!"

"...Uh, but she calls herself the devil, not the devil?"

"Is there any difference! Is there a difference? Do you think there is a difference!!"

"...No, anyway, go for a break. You can slowly practice the roaring body..."

"The soul is light!! You are the devil, aren't you?! Do you have it?!"

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Well... Here's clarification about the question about Dragon Worship. Because I'm a 'pseudo-DND', some things have been changed very much... Isn't there a saying? Under the author, whether you are Su Lun or Shaer or Shuangsnake or AO, this is my world. Jie, you soy sauce party, just stand aside and cry! - Probably like that.

So I deliberately replaced 'theclutofthedragon' with 'dragon worship'... And our beloved Sun Wukong... No, my beloved sammaster naturally replaced it with Sammaster... Anyway, it's just to avoid suspicion, Replace and replace with pronotypes. Anyway, it's not the first time I've done something like secretly changing concepts................. Finally, please comment... enthusiastic complaints and so on... There are no comments... It's very lonely...