i have a dead world

Chapter 445 I Just Don't Heed Your Prayer

Francis is confident that even if the Pope of Light is here, he will not be able to forcefully receive his own magic. This is not a difference in strength, but the upper limit of this world is so high.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and An Baichen hovered silently above the huge pothole. He glanced at the huge pit under his feet, then at Francis, and said, "Is this your undead magic?"

A simple question, in the eyes of Francis, is a naked humiliation. As a holy man, he was ignored...

"boom……"

The ground was trembling, and the air was filled with powerful magic power. The third-ranked necromancer in the Deep Blue Continent was furious, and what An Baichen would face next would be a real bloody storm.

"The sixth level of undead magic, the favor of the god of death!"

There was no singing, only a simple sentence, and the whole world began to darken.The leaves were rustling by the wind, and a strange feeling of depression enveloped the whole world.

Death's favor, the strongest magic in the sixth stage of undead magic, its strength is not because of its power, on the contrary, this magic has no attack power.

This is an auxiliary magic, and the target of the cast is the self, and its effect is also very significant. After casting the favor of the god of death on oneself, no magic lower than the seventh level will need to be chanted...

"Piercing Bone Spear!"

"The language of the dead!"

"Corrosive breath!"

Francis is worthy of being a saint of magic. His proficiency in undead magic has reached a very rare level. He fired three shots in a row, and each move was full of endless killing intent.

On the other side, Liz quietly watched the battle between the two in front of her. To be honest, she was not worried about An Baichen. On the contrary, she looked at Francis as if she were a clown.

Show off before your god, what is that but a clown?
The three spells are three different attack methods. The Piercing Bone is a purely physical attack, while the Word of the Undead is a purely soul attack. As for the corrosive breath, it is an area attack. For a while, Francis almost considered An Baichen There are possible ways to dodge.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, but this time, in order to see An Baichen's actions clearly, Francis precisely targeted An Baichen's body...

"How is this possible?" Looking at An Baichen who was motionless in the air, Francis was so surprised that he completely ignored his appearance.

Because he saw very clearly this time, An Baichen didn't do anything at all, but just let his attack hit him.

However, just like that, his own attack failed to have the effect it should have, and what's more, they melted by themselves less than three inches away from An Baichen's body.

"What kind of magic is this? The Great Light Art? Or the Great Prophecy?" Francis was really puzzled by the scene in front of him. Even if the Pope of the Holy See of Light came, he would not be able to do this step, right?

"Who are you?" At this moment, no matter how stupid Francis was, he understood that his opponent was extraordinary. Before confirming the identity of the opponent, he had already given up his plan to attack.

Francis' move is very sensible. As a saint of law, his response is very reasonable and correct.Therefore, An Baichen didn't plan to "play" with the other party anymore, and An Baichen already had a rough estimate of Francis' strength.

"Piercing Bone Spear!"

"The language of the dead!"

"Corrosive breath!"

An Baichen said softly, and the moment his words fell, three identical spells also appeared in front of Francis.

"It's impossible!" Francis said in shock.However, before his shock subsided, An Baichen's attack arrived in time...

"boom!"

The shocking noise spread throughout the entire psychedelic forest, and the same magic had twice the effect of Francis in An Baichen's hands.

In the depths of the psychedelic forest, in front of the Holy Son of Light, a grey-haired old man looked at the sky with a serious expression, and said: "The enemy of God has appeared, and the Deep Blue Continent will not be peaceful in the future, so let someone notify the Pope immediately , so that he is ready to deal with natural disasters."

Also in the psychedelic forest, a man who looked extremely decadent with a sad face also looked up at the sky and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a scary guy, maybe even scarier than that old bastard Francis?"

At the same time, not only these two people, but all the strong people in the psychedelic forest all looked up at the sky...

……

"Cough cough!"

Francis coughed violently, and he couldn't describe his shock in words at this time.As the Undead Master, he naturally understood what An Baichen's attack just now represented.

Francis is not reconciled, his childhood was not a happy one, these years, although he is a saint of law, who knows the bitterness of it?

There are always unforgettable stories behind the scenery, not to mention that he himself is a necromancer.

"Respected God of Death, please listen to the prayers of your most loyal believers, death is not the end, let everything in this world perceive your terror..."

Francis began to chant, and this also means that the magic he is currently using has surpassed the sixth stage.

However, when Francis had just finished reciting the mysterious and profound chant and was about to activate the spell, he suddenly discovered that he could not cast magic normally.

"What's going on?" Francis was very puzzled. He was sure that his spell was correct, but he felt abandoned by God.

Frightened, there was only panic left in Francis' heart at this time, he knew very well that if he couldn't use the magic of the seventh stage, then he would no longer be a true Dharma saint.

Obviously, Francis didn't read the almanac when he went out today. Of course, if there is an almanac in this world.

Fear of the unknown had overwhelmed Francis, the third magician of the deep blue, but soon, he found the problem.

I can't communicate with the god of death, which seems to Francis to be a fantasy.

It is well known in the Deep Blue Continent that there is a certain connection between gods and humans, but this connection is largely illusory, and no one has actual evidence to prove it.

Of course, except for the Pope of Light, because he claims to have seen God.

"What did you do to me?" Francis looked at An Baichen. All the abnormalities he encountered today have only one source in the final analysis, and that is An Baichen.

However, when Francis' words fell, An Baichen finally spoke, and he only heard him say: "I didn't do anything to you, I just didn't listen to your prayers..."

(End of this chapter)