Throne of Magical Arcana

"Lucien?"

"Lucien Evans?"

Natasha, Camille, Purifying Fire and other besiegers of Anantansi also noticed the changes here. Some were pleasantly surprised, some were stunned, but they were facing a false god of the Golden Knight level, and the pressure was extremely high. , As soon as the thought in my heart flashed, I had to continue to devote myself to the battle.

Francis didn't recognize Lucien's identity for a while, because judging from the way he held Asin, he seemed to be a mysterious and powerful knight. Therefore, the first thing he wanted to do was think about which heavenly knights or knights in the main material world. The Golden Knight was able to match up with Lucien.

A little bit of divine light implying death and resurrection flowed into his left hand, and Lucien clearly felt Aitna's slow recovery.

But when the part of the divinity related to this was absorbed, and the remaining divinity of the "incarnation of love and beauty" and "the morning sun and evening star" began to dissipate from Asin, Lucien found that Aitna was interrupted. In order to absorb it, he gently pushed Axin out with his left hand, so as not to conflict with his own cognitive world, and most importantly, after absorbing this part of divinity, he might directly become a woman.

Asin's head was filled with paste, he didn't know what happened. When the mysterious black-haired man pinched his throat, he thought he had completely fallen this time, but why did he only absorb part of the spirit? Sex just let go of yourself?

"You're really picky..." Lucien suddenly had this idea in his mind, and then used the "wind message technique" to send a message to Natasha.

At this time, El had recovered from his stupefaction, and saw that the prey he was looking for was robbed in advance, anger and greed emerged at the same time, his eyes widened, and he said in a lofty and indifferent voice: "I order you, die!"

The river around Lucien was gray and whitish, and his vitality was rapidly draining, but his body did not change at all, and the effect of the strange and hard-to-defend law spell seemed to completely fail in front of his outstretched left hand!

"What's going on?" El took a step back in disbelief. Ever since he was able to use the law spell, he has never encountered such a situation. No matter whether it will be affected by the law spell or not, at least the subject will have corresponding symptoms Change, and then you can talk about resistance, unlike this time, as if you have never used the law to die!

In his eyes, Lucien in the river was as quiet as before, and inexplicably deep like a devil in the dark.

Suddenly, the devil in his eyes moved, and the moonlight on Lucien's body was shining, his muscles were tensed, and he flew out of the river suddenly, grabbing at him with his left hand!

Lucien is not someone who will only complain and lament when encountering things. Now that his whereabouts have been exposed, facing the one-eyed Anatans and the legendary magician who may be lurking nearby, running away becomes useless. Seize the opportunity to absorb the divinity in the fields of silver moon, immortality, resurrection, etc., so that Aitna can restore her strength to the greatest extent, is it possible to restore it and wait for death?

This time, it was not Aitna who led Lucien to attack because of "hunger", but Lucien took the initiative to transform into a sky knight and attack El. He is a false god in charge of resurrection, immortality, moonlight, redemption and destruction. !

The vast and lofty will radiated from Lucien's left hand, oppressing El's mind to freeze and sluggish, as if he had encountered a natural nemesis, standing there, unable to respond effectively.

"Idiot! A lunatic influenced by divinity!" Seeing El rashly attacking the mysterious knight in the river, Francis couldn't help cursing inwardly, hesitating whether he should help him or not.

But as soon as he saw Lucien make a move, he made a decision, he was only a sixth-level sky knight! Just now it should be because of his special bloodline, able to restrain divinity and god-like spells.

Holding the huge sword tightly in both hands, Francis moved down from the height, chopping in the air.

Suddenly, a vortex seemed to appear on the ground, absorbing all the mist in the air, and the mist of destruction turned into a spiraling nine-headed black snake, which slammed at Lucien with lightning, toxin, acid and other powers.

With his left hand in front and "Pale Justice" in his right hand, Lucien faced the nine-headed black snake covering the sky with claws and claws, and he dodged, soared into the air, and swung his fist, his arm muscles knotted.

The ordinary left hand hit the black mist, with a crisp sound, the smoke disappeared, and the black night with the silver moon hanging high reappeared.

Francis held the huge sword with cracks everywhere, fell heavily on the ground, staggered back and forth, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Lucien's arches were strong, and with the speed of Moonlight's blood, he rushed to Francis like a shadow.

In a hurry, Francis only had time to sweep the giant sword.

Lucien bowed his back, shortened his body, dodged the giant sword, clenched his left hand, and punched out forcefully.

Seeing that it was difficult to dodge, Francis twisted and squirmed suddenly, and black mist emerged in groups, trying to use the mist to dissolve the damage.

pong! Lucien's left fist slammed into Francis' chest, and his black mist suddenly condensed into flesh and blood!

Papapapapapapapapapapapa, the sound of ribs being broken was heard crisply, and Francis spurted blood from his mouth, flew upside down, and fell heavily to the ground.

The whole body's bones were broken, internal organs were ruptured, and there was a bloody mist in front of his eyes. Francis only felt that it was very difficult for him to move a single finger, but compared with the physical injury, his fear and consternation towards that left hand were clearer. What kind of power?

Seeing Francis fell into the dust like a rag sack in just a few seconds, El was full of fear and panic, but thanks to Francis' stop, he finally got rid of the oppression and solidification , incarnation of moonlight, is about to flee in a hurry.

Suddenly, an elegant and slender left hand appeared in front of His eyes, which seemed to reflect a faint cool light. Then, the five fingers of this left hand were closed together, clenched into a fist, and hit his face.

"Don't!" The fear from the bottom of his heart prevented El from maintaining his unfathomable temperament, his face twisted, and one by one divine-like spells burst out, some of which were released by himself, and some were activated by magical items. Among them there are force fields like transparent walls, there are shields like flames, there is darkness that makes people sleep peacefully, there are also countless tumbling dead energy, and whirling wraiths.

Lucien didn't take back his left fist, but still punched it out forcefully, with howling wind.

Pa, the left fist hit the god-like defense around El, and time seemed to pause for a while. Then, the face of the resentful spirit disappeared peacefully, and the gray dead air quickly faded away. Then, the darkness rolled, the flames flew, and the transparent force field shattered inch by inch. It was as if El had placed a wall of paper in front of him, and it was pierced by a fist and hit him in the face.

"Ah!" El's painful scream was earth-shattering, and then he was blocked back into his mouth. His nose and mouth collapsed directly, and his whole face was sunken into his head. Blood sprayed to the left and right, mixed with light milky white.

Lucien stretched out his fist, turned it into a grab, and pinched the tattered watermelon-like El's head. He is indeed a false god, and he has not died after receiving such a blow.

Suddenly, El's body became blurred, and he broke away from Lucien's hand at once, appearing in the shadow of the mountain wall more than ten meters away, and fell limply on the ground, struggling to maintain his life.

Lucien suddenly looked sideways, it was not El's own efforts, but someone saved him!

Anatans looked at Lucien with a secret smile on his face, completely ignoring the siege around him, and pulled off the blindfold.

The one-eye is not empty, but a ball of black, white and gray light, which seems to contain infinite changes, and it seems that everything is still and frozen, returning to the beginning.

The muscles on Anantansi's face began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye. The yellow pus quickly turned gray, and pieces of rotten flesh hung on his face, reflecting the white bones.

Around him, the normal world began to distort, all colors and sounds faded away, leaving only eternal silence and monotonous black, white and gray.

In such a world, the actions of Natasha, Camille and others became extremely slow, like small bugs frozen in amber.

"I wanted him to absorb Asin and raise it to level nine for me to recover and use. This is better than absorbing it separately, but unexpectedly I met you earlier." Anatans' voice was hoarse as if it was covered with rust.

The number of words in this chapter is a bit short, so I will add it in the next chapter, and finally complete the details of this section, otherwise today's next two updates will be very difficult. .