Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship: Chapter 474 Ranchi\'s Three Phantom Demons
Chapter 474 Lan Qi’s Three Phantom Demons
In the Franklin Hall on the highest floor of the Capitol, the dark purple magical light of the Arena of Destiny cut every inch of the air.
The eyes of the House of Representatives, nobles and powerful ministers are all fixed on the center of Protos Congress, where the fatal showdown is about to take place.
The characters of the Divine Age are constantly reorganized on the surface of the mid-air barrier. Even if no one can translate them, they can understand their meaning through the light that directly strikes the soul - the numbers in the countdown.
The arena is completely shielded from outside sounds. After the final preparation time of more than ten seconds is over, the battle to the death begins.
On the right side of the barrier, the tall figure under a dark gray coat gives people an eerie and unusual feeling, as if he belongs to a world different from that of ordinary people.
When Askesan stands there in a battle-ready posture, the invisible magic power on his body can make ordinary people feel humble and helpless, and all sense of stability will tremble because of him.
"With only one month of preparation time, can you change your fate? Sigrid, if you have the ability, let your Son help you bring down the Protos Empire."
Askesan smiled and looked at his palm, wondering which method to use to kill Sigrid.
If Sigrid and the Tyrant Son are given a chance to hibernate for ten or twenty years, maybe they still have hope of making a comeback.
But the time is indeed too short.
The speed of growth and evolution has a limit. This is a common sense that cannot be violated in the world.
Just like a student cannot become a principal overnight, it is impossible for anyone to erode the behemoth Protos Empire in a short period of time!
“Askesan, to be honest, this is the only time I will feel grateful to you, because without you to connect me, I really wouldn’t have been able to find such a wonderful man.”
Wearing a silver-white skirt and armor, Sigrid stood on this vast battlefield, facing the final battle with her mortal enemy Asksan, without flinching.
Her figure is tall, and her long light-colored hair is scattered like a waterfall on the steel armor, as pure as the silver moon.
More than ten seconds passed in an instant.
Finally, as the divine writings emitted an intensifying glow, hundreds of square meters of circular space were filled with translucent rock-like magic products, which became as hard as steel under the influence of the ancient divine artifact Bishop's Certificate. .
You can almost hear the tense sound in the air between the two of them as the electric light intersects.
With every breath and heartbeat of everyone present, the surroundings of the arena become heavier and heavier.
In this enclosed space, the decisive battle between the two cardinals exploded immediately!
Askesan's figure almost turned into a shadow under his dark gray coat. He twisted his finger joints slightly and recited ancient and obscure spells in his mouth. The entire Death Arena was instantly enveloped by ominous fluctuations.
The dark gray vine branches and leaves quietly bloomed from his palm and spread quickly, forming a huge blocking barrier around Sigrid. Not only did it trap Sigrid, but more importantly, it began to shrink continuously. , as if she was isolated in an inescapable void, and then strangled!
This made the great sage Isis outside the arena frown slightly.
According to past intelligence, when Bishop Asksan of Annihilation encounters the Overlord Sigrid, he will first find a way to distance himself, ensure an absolutely safe space for himself, and constantly set up traps to block her actions. Freedom from Sigrid's surprise attacks and outbursts.
But now - Askesan's play style can be said to be steady and aggressive. He uses controlled continuous damage to catch Sigrid first, and at the same time he is also trying Sigrid's moves.
In the battlefield, as Askosan's sealing barrier rapidly shrank, Sigrid's situation looked increasingly critical.
According to the original strength of the Hegemon Catholic Church, it was possible to achieve whether it was a frontal breakthrough to forcefully tear the vines apart, or to dodge before the barrier was formed. However, Sigrid's aura is obviously very weak now, which is surprising. I don't feel the oppression of being a Valkyrie at all, but instead I feel like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Many spectators in the seats leaned forward and could feel the tension of this scene.
It seems that what Askosan said is indeed true. If Sigrid loses her power, the two cardinals may be victorious in an instant.
If Sigrid has any trump cards, they must use them now.
I saw that Sigrid did not wave her invincible fist to break everything as usual.
Instead, he held a few golden and orange magic cards, with mysterious totems flowing on them, as if he had predicted Askosan's opening method.
“Sigrid, I knew you were going to use the summoning card instead, use it quickly!”
Askesan finally laughed wildly when he saw this, and he waited for Sigrid to use wolf to try and die with him, destroying the life-saving cards of both parties. The wolf needs to swallow as many summons as possible in order to exert its maximum power.
No wolf is dead. You can use the wolf -this deep gray vine has anti -injury and immune effects. Even if the wolf is on Sigrid, at this moment, it will be detonated, and there will be more life -saving spells and equipment.
He has already predicted Sigrid’s prediction!
No matter how rebellious the Holy Son of Tyrant is, he cannot give Sigrid anything more rebellious than that wolf!
At the moment when Sigrid was about to lose at the beginning, Sigrid still did not show any power of the God of War.
Her aura was still sluggish, and she couldn't look like a Valkyrie at all. The barrier was quickly squeezed, and her defeat seemed certain.
At this moment, the magic card thrown by Sigrid finally dissipated in the wind.
Three orange cards, like the brightest stars in the night sky, gradually formed light spots and totems.
Suddenly, thunder and wind began to rise in the Death Arena!
The orange light is dazzling, turning into the first ray of dawn. The ancient contract is awakened, and unparalleled power is bred in the darkness.
The sound of heavy drums echoed in the Arena of Death, as if striking everyone's heart.
In the black mist and lightning storm, three figures arrived.
In the black mist, they looked like living beings and phantoms. Their figures looked extremely tall and terrifying. Only the eyes looking at Askesan were particularly clear, full of contempt and ridicule.
They are both evil.
They come from a purer source of evil.
“Hehehehe, is this human being our opponent?”
“How many parts should I cut him into?”
“I heard that you are cold-blooded, cruel, and evil?”
The dark gray vine gradually cracked under the power of the devil until it completely collapsed.
Askesan's eighth-level spell was easily cracked in front of the power of these three demons, like a thin layer of ice.
Everyone present was dumbfounded and looked at the Death Arena in disbelief.
Including Asksan.
As both a mage, he can deeply feel the magic power of those three epic demons.
If he was still in his prime, he could still fight.
But at this moment, the magic cards he was carrying were all a combination of countermeasures against the physical Sigrid, and he still had unhealed injuries.
The terrifying figures of the three demons reflected in his eyes became particularly terrifying.
When he met that unreasonable wolf in the northern snowfield, Askesan already wanted to curse him.
Now that guy doesn't even want to act anymore, he directly stuffs Sigrid with three eighth-level epic demons, which is a big deal in the world!
“Holy Son of Tyrant, I※you※—!!”
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(End of this chapter)