Versatile Mage: I have a proficiency panel

Chapter 106 The Fight is On

The life breath of Archangel Michael dissipated, making the archangels who had been paying attention to the battlefield unable to sit still. None of them expected that he who had just been fighting with Bai Jue would inexplicably die in the blink of an eye!

Three figures appeared in the sky. They were the three archangels who guarded the holy city all year round - Raguel, Raphael, and Uriel.

Archangel Uriel has sixteen wings, and the other two have fourteen wings. The three working together display their holiness and majesty!
Uriel raised his right hand high, and suddenly clenched it. A breath could be seen rolling towards the Holy City in the Sky, and soon pieces of gorgeous golden meteors fell into the ruins of the Holy City...

More and more golden meteors turned into an extremely shocking golden meteor rain. Those people were all the armed forces of the Holy City. Even those who looked like ordinary residents of the Holy City actually had hidden priesthoods. Under the command of the Archangel, they all flew into the battlefield of the ruins of the Holy City.

Suddenly, the ruins of the holy city became shining with golden light, and one after another, the Holy City Guards were deployed along the roads where only traces were left. Looking down from the sky, it looked like a galaxy sparkling with golden light, and the aura it exuded was stronger than ever before!
The true strength of the Holy City was also fully revealed at this time. The three Seraphim, Raguel, Raphael, and Uriel, were determined to keep the "Bai Jue". Michael's last words before his death made them suspicious.

"You should understand that at our level, the battlefield is not something that mages below the level of forbidden spells can touch. Are you planning to use your loyal followers of the Holy City as cannon fodder?"

'Bai Jue' looked around. Although he was surrounded by thousands of people, he did not feel any pressure. Sometimes quantitative changes can indeed lead to qualitative changes, but what was around him was not enough.

The three archangels were silent. They had no obligation to answer Bai Jue's questions. All they faced was the Holy Sword!
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"Shh!"

A flash of black light, carrying a strong smell of death.

A black Hades horse, a mighty knight wearing black armor and holding a Hades knife came at high speed. The black Hades knife had been soaked in the blood of countless wars. When the man with the knife slashed fiercely at the twelve-winged Seraph Remiel, an ancient battlefield could be seen emerging in the breath of death, and then real ancient gods and demons rushed forward. The epic scene returned to the present after thousands of years!

Remiel's eyes were sharp, and there was light on his body, but it did not disperse. The archangel's wings flapped, and clusters of magnificent flames surged in his body, and the aura of holy fire filled the air!
Angels are divided into certain levels, such as the archangels who have become holy shadows. They possess angel souls and are the most basic two-winged angels among angels.

The more powerful Holy Shadow and Divine Judge, they have four to eight wings, and their realm will be different with each additional pair of angel wings.

When the traveling angels have not ascended to the Holy City, their strength is probably only between the four wings and the eight wings. Only after returning to the Holy City and continuing to practice, can they have the opportunity to break through the limitations of the eight wings and become ten wings. , Twelve Wings, Fourteen Wings and even Sixteen Wings, such legendary holy angel levels!
The four wings and those under the four wings are called capable angels.

Wings four to eight are called angels of virtue.

The Ten Wings call him the Angel of Punishment.

The twelve wings are the Seraphim!
Seraph is the highest realm of angels. From now on, whether they have fourteen wings or sixteen wings, they will only be called Seraphim.

Essentially speaking, once one reaches the level of Seraph, one is able to truly display the Archangel's divine power. He is the Archangel's true complete form, and can be said to be invincible among humans!
It’s a pity that Remiel is now facing Hailong who is able to fight against Michael. Under the blessing of Hades’ soul, the Archangel’s soul cannot play a special attack against the mage, and for a while he can only passively defend.

"Roar!" The Tianshan White Tiger roared. It gathered the power of ice and snow from the Alps and condensed an extremely terrifying ice forbidden area in this area, suppressing the flames on Remiel's body.

It was somewhat overwhelmed in the fight alone just now, but now that everyone is working together to besiege it, it finally has some free time to display the true power of the Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow!

"Break it!" Remiel shouted angrily, and the blazing flames condensed into a holy sword. The blazing patterns on it were hot and dense. When holding it in the hand, one could feel the energy contained in it, like a volcano ready to erupt. A slight swing could trigger the molten flames of the heavenly tribulation.

The impact of the flame wave set off a doomsday fire. Countless ice and snow turned into steam at this moment. In the flying magma, the twelve-winged Seraphim broke through the shackles of ice and snow.

He stood in the field of fire, his armor and exposed skin showing obvious signs of being eroded by the cold. Some of the wounds were black and exuded a deathly aura. Although he broke through the siege with the help of the powerful flames, Remiel was still seriously injured.

Relying on the protection of Hades' soul, Hailong ignored the power of the Fire Saints, and swung the Dark Sword with the power of death. The epic battlefield created by the Dark Sword swept up the spirits of the Demon Gods. These spirits were the most powerful ancient creatures. They pounced on Remiel with their fangs and claws, determined to tear off his wings!
"Is it never going to end?" Remiel raised the flaming holy sword, and his wings spread out one by one. Countless holy light fibers floated and burned in the air, turning into an endless source of power for him!

The blazing flames roared and rolled up, rushing towards the majestic and terrifying battlefield of gods and demons. In an instant, the revived purgatory scene quickly dissipated like clouds and mist. Occasionally, a few dead souls of monsters and demon lords crashed into Remiel, but they were also transformed into wisps of black smoke in Remiel's blazing flames!

"boom!"

The Tianshan White Tiger raised a sharp claw and slapped Remiel fiercely. The air was compressed, the space was shattered, and the invisible iceberg pressed down heavily. The might almost made a hole appear in the sky...

"Kill!" Remiel rose up from the flames. Although his body was severely damaged by the spatial force of the Tianshan White Tiger, his tiger claws were also charred black. He exchanged injuries for injuries and barely escaped a loss.

The twelve wings swayed up and down, and layer after layer of golden flames spread out violently. Remiel waved his holy sword, and the remaining cold and rushing snow melted into the vast sea of ​​fire!

"boom!"

The Fire God Statue stood in front of the Tianshan White Tiger, and the golden flames all over its body suddenly raged and swept across. One could also see this magnificent Fire God slashing out with a sword, and the sword flame rushed out like a giant red dragon, with immense power!
The Tianshan White Tiger leaped back, and layers of ice barriers spread out. The buildings that were originally damp from the melting snow instantly dried up. In an instant, the white fog condensed into thick clouds, slowly rising into the sky...

"laugh……"

Hai Long, who had been motionless after swinging the Dark Blade just now, suddenly moved, the blade trembling, and the holy city that was originally illuminated by the haze and the plains surrounding the holy city suddenly became nothingness!
The air, rain, and light were all sucked away by the release of the sword light. The surroundings were as dark as an abyss. The temple stairs, a long staircase made of expensive bluestone, stagnated in this nothingness for a second and then were blown up like sand and turned into blue dust.

The noble temple hall, so solid that it could even withstand forbidden spells, was like a pile of paper scraps blown into the air. In this empty space, it seemed as if all matter was so fragile.

Archangel Remiel's pupils suddenly dilated at this moment. He felt the power of death that was difficult to describe in words in this extreme sword light. Just that ray of it made the space of this plane unbearable!
The nothingness around the blade light was chaos. Space was like a layer of self-repairing skin, accommodating everything, light, elements, life, plants. When the power of magic became so great that it could transcend the carrying capacity of space, it was equivalent to directly lifting this layer of space skin and exposing chaos!

The chaotic world itself is extremely unstable. No matter whether it is hard or soft, everything is just tiny dust. Even life will be shattered by the dimensional storm in the chaos!

Traveling through dimensions is not a difficult task for Seraphim. Many emperor-level creatures can tear apart space and travel briefly in the chaotic dimension. Remiel is naturally not afraid of the chaotic rift, but the key is that ray of death power!
There is no way to avoid it, no way to hide... The blade hit the Archangel Remiel directly, and the power of death suddenly erupted, emitting an incomparably terrifying breath of death!

Darkness invaded Remiel's consciousness. In that deep darkness, there was not a single ray of light, let alone a single bit of vitality!
Remiel now possesses the soul of an archangel, and his majestic breath of life is almost equal to the burning stars in the universe, bright, blazing, and endless. The twelve wings bestowed by the gods represent that he does not belong to this mortal world, but to the higher level of the holy temple!

However, such an existence was stripped of everything by that tiny wisp of death power...

Hailong watched the Archangel Remiel's life fade away, and when he looked up, he also witnessed the end of his former best friend Archangel Michael.

"Praise the Son, praise...death!"

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"Oohohoho!"

The dragon opened its mouth, and rays of destruction condensed in its throat. As the golden dragon exhaled, thousands and thousands of rays of destruction appeared. The rays of destruction passed through the ruined holy city and directly hit the Black Dragon Emperor whose body was as big as a mountain range!

The Black Dragon Emperor flapped his wings, but the destructive rays were not completely straight lines. After directly shattering a mountain several kilometers across the Alps, the destructive rays drew a rainbow arc and chased the Black Dragon Emperor to a higher place.

"Roar!"

The Black Dragon Emperor roared. The scales that were broken after the previous battle with Bai Jue had long been restored, and even his resistance had been honed to a higher level. The dragon's destructive light penetrated like a meteor shower, and the black dragon was suspended under the sky without any injury!
At the same time, the hot dragon breath gushed out, causing the golden dragon to roar in pain. It let out an angry breath, spread its wings, and flew high into the sky to fight the Black Dragon Emperor in close combat again.

Reynolds led the Holy City mages to assist the Golden Dragon in besieging the Black Dragon Emperor, but was suddenly surrounded by a group of Parthenon Knights, and was unable to protect himself for a moment...

"boom!"

Without the assistance of many Holy City mages, the Golden Dragon found it difficult to confront the Black Dragon Emperor head-on and was thrown directly onto the Holy City Avenue. The dragon's breath spewed out again, sweeping from the center of the Holy City all the way to the messy bungalow cave, and the city-protecting gardens along the way were also split in two.

The breath spread over seven or eight kilometers, and the golden dragon's shoulder was nearly burned through by it. Large pieces of its indestructible dragon scales were melted away, and some of them were scattered on both sides of the burn marks like metal parts.

"Ooohhohohoho!"

The golden dragon struggled to stand up angrily. Its eyes pierced through the long fire marks and even through most of the holy city, staring at the Black Dragon Emperor, a fellow who was much younger than it.

It finds it hard to accept the fact that it is inferior to its younger generations!

The collision of magic also occurred around the two real dragons. The Holy City mages were indeed worthy of their reputation. Their joint spellcasting actually made the knights who were strengthened by the Parthenon spirit feel a little tricky.

"Stacking magic!" Reynolds commanded the Holy City mages. They were indeed a little flustered when the Parthenon Knights first appeared, but as long as they sorted out the formation, everything would be fine!
The so-called stacking method is to infuse countless magic energies into a magic pattern, forming multiple superpositions of power, and can also amplify and enhance a magic of fixed power several times.

"Vacuum Storm!"

Several super-level mages jointly built a wind star palace that was dozens of times larger, and then hundreds of high-level wind mages transported the magic energy into it. The super-level superimposed magic formed was a terrifying behemoth.

The vacuum is destructive, and any object will be turned into tiny particles. The Holy City Mage Corps is shrouded in the center of this vacuum storm. If the Parthenon Knights want to threaten the Holy City Mages, they need to break through the center circle where magic is the most powerful!

Suddenly, more than a dozen Parthenon Knights became like magic targets...

"Ice and snow universe!"

Reynolds raised his hands among the mages. His whole body was surrounded by a spiral ice-crushing force field. White ice powder filled the area, like heavy snow that was broken into pieces by something and then poured down from the sky.

It was all white, with ice powder flying everywhere. The Parthenon Knights could no longer see the situation in the Holy City. They only knew that the vast expanse of white concealed a terrible murderous intent, completely enveloping them in this white dead zone.

The grass and trees were covered with frost, the sky was covered with snow, the city was frozen, and even the air seemed to be frozen into a vast, transparent crystal...

"laugh!"

The golden, hot dragon blood splashed and melted the ice crystal powder in the ice and snow field. The dragon claws of the Black Dragon Emperor pierced through the chest of the golden dragon and suddenly pulled out its dragon heart!

The body of the golden dragon slowly fell, its brilliance gradually dimmed, and finally it became a motionless golden statue.

"How is this possible?" Reynolds' face turned pale. Although the golden dragon was at a disadvantage, they were both emperor-level creatures. How could the Black Dragon Emperor cut off its vigorous vitality so easily?

The Black Dragon Emperor stood in the sky, raised his head, and his dragon belly and dragon cavity began to swell, and his dragon breath spewed towards the Holy City Mage Corps!

Before he died, Reynolds saw the dark knife stuck in the head of the golden dragon, and finally understood what had happened...

Father God, even the Archangel cannot stop these beings, please tell us, what should we do?
(End of this chapter)