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"Scourge of the dead!"

Ron is not willing to wait for his death. As soon as he bites his teeth, he begins to summon a large number of undead creatures.

With Ron as the center, the black air spread out, and the soil continued to form on the floor. On the blackened land, some blue liquid appeared, and countless skeletons came out of the ground.

The skeletons waved their arms, and their dark eyes gave a deep, dark look. They roared to the Pope.

"Bloodthirsty rage, kill!"

The fierce light in Ron's eyes added bloodthirsty rage to all the skeletons summoned. In a moment, the eyes of all the skeletons turned red, and the deep breath of Yin became more violent.

"Shua..." With a sound of the earth, all the skeleton mages raised their sticks, and the magic elements of silk kept gathering. At the next moment, hundreds of streamers hit Ernst in the sky.

In the face of the attack of hundreds of skeleton mages, Ernst smiled, but did not pay attention to the power of this attack.

"Humble and ugly creatures, your power is as small as the light of a firefly in front of the gods..."

Ernst sang in a low voice. He slowly raised the book of similes. The book of similes seemed to be spiritual and began to float. The bright light made people unable to open their eyes.

"Tremble, mortal, no one can disobey the will of the gods!"

After saying this, the light of the book of metaphor erupted like a mountain, and in a moment, it shed thousands of rays.

"Boom..." With the sound of the earth, there was a strong vibration between the heaven and the earth. Even the space seemed to be broken. The holy light of milky white came and swept away the haze on the ground.

"What What? "

Ron was stunned, only to see the undead he summoned meet the white light, just like the spring snow melting, the whole into a black smoke disappeared, and there was no residue left.

In the light of the light, the undead howled, one by one, burned to the ground.

The combination of "natural disaster of the dead" and "bloodthirsty fury" was destroyed under the attack of the book of similes. Not only those low-level undead creatures, like the powerful abyss bone dragon, were also destroyed.

In a flash, Ron became commander in chief of light from a powerful man with tens of thousands of undead creatures.

Although the necromancer does not only rely on summoning the necromancer to fight, the disappearance of the necromancer can greatly reduce his strength.

"How could it be?"

Tillin, who had been watching Ron's fight, was also shocked. She couldn't help worrying about Ron.

This time, Irene's opponent was replaced by another one, the holy word priest, imena, a powerful and extremely difficult fighting priest, who was much stronger than her original opponent.

The power of the book of similes did not stop, but continued to expand, its light sprinkled on the dark city in the black fog.

By the light, the black fog began to dissipate, and the magic array "the curtain of the dead" under Ron also lost its due role. The whole dark city was exposed to the sun At this moment, the dark city is like a girl who has been stripped of her clothes.

Pope Ernst, holding the book of similes, came down like a God.

The will of the gods cannot be disobeyed!

"No No! "

Juliana's face faded and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Here This... "

Ron was speechless with horror. Although he improved his strength, he still felt the fear from the bottom of his heart in the face of the powerful simile book.

Power, no mistake, this is the power of light!

At this time, Ron suddenly found that there was a glimmer of golden light in the wandaoxia light.

This is not an artifact, absolutely not The only one who can release the power of light is Artifact!

The so-called artifact is something that only the gods have in the legend. The divinity, the power and the will of the gods in the artifact have the supreme power.

What fire magic, water magic, fighting spirit, power and so on are eclipsed in front of the will of the gods.

The book of simile is not a holy instrument, but a real one. It is also the treasure of the Holy See. Its existence ensures the Holy See's supreme position in the human world.

Unfortunately, with Ernst's strength, we can't play the real power of the book of similes, otherwise, the book of similes containing the will of the God of light will be more terrible.

"It's artifact..." At a glance, the knowledgeable Corbitt recognized something held by Pope Ernst. The power of this thing was very much feared by the powerful gods.

"This book Is it a artifact? "

Ron's eyes were fixed on the book of similes in the sky. He clenched his teeth and came out with a word.

"Not bad!" Pope Ernst smiled. "The book of similes is a real artifact. It's the most precious gift given to the Holy See by a real God. Ron, it's a great honor for you to die under this artifact...""Is it?"

In the face of such a bright power, the legendary power of God, Ron's mouth showed a smile of bitterness, his heart filled with a trace of despair.

No one can fight against the gods, no one can!

Only the same death power can fight against the light power.

Ron once had the power of death. It came from the ring of souls. It was used twice, once in the Holy Roman Empire assinaris, and another time in the forest of spirits. The ring of souls can no longer provide the power of death he used.

There is no God of death. It's a joke to fight against the God of light.

The situation is getting worse!

Dilleen, Kay, Corbett, Platz and other people were all involved in the war, and the Holy Holy See was not willing to be outdone. All the strongmen of holy land came out to fight against the strongmen of Holy Land in the dark city.

At this time, "boom..." When the earth makes a loud noise, even the earth shakes.

I saw the gate in the center of the dark city slowly fell to the ground in the eyes of all people, making a dull sound.

"The city is broken! The city is broken! "

At this moment, they cheered when the Holy Holy See and Holy Roman Empire attacked the gate of the dark city.

On the contrary, people in the dark city are full of fear. They seem to predict the coming of death.

An honorable knight in white with a grin drew out his sword and gave a loud drink.

"Kill!"

As he spoke, a halo suddenly spread out, enveloping the holy see soldiers tens of meters around him, and fortifying them.

"Mass therapy!"

With his hands folded and his mouth prayed, the countless lights lit up at the same time, and the wounded soldiers of the Holy See who attacked the gate of the dark city suddenly recovered.

The soldiers of the Holy See were in a great morale. They roared and shouted, carrying bright swords and swords, and rushed into the dark city like the tide.

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