Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Magic barrier, one of the basic magics.

One of the three laws of magic: The strength of the magic input is proportional to the magic effect produced.

Magic barrier is a basic move that any mage can master, but it is almost impossible to achieve all-round defense.

Because magic power has a limit, it is easy to use up the blue bar.

Think about the laser cannon comet in the old man's ring. The blue bar will be empty in two or three seconds.

The same is true for magic barriers; they cannot be maintained for long periods of time.

But the evil wizard Viper's magic power kept running, maintaining a layer of magic barrier at all times, and the fluctuations were quite strong.

This is the difference between a great magician (magician) and a magician.

The Great Magician (Magician) is of the third level of transcendence.

The biggest difference between this and an ordinary second-level magician is that the magician at this stage has already condensed a magic heart.

A second-level magician can change the nature of magic power to guide himself to the best direction of magic development. For example, the thunder fang released by Elise is purple thunder.

A third-level magician who possesses a magic heart no longer needs to meditate to obtain magic from the outside world. As long as he is still breathing and his heart is beating, the magic heart will continuously absorb energy from the outside world and refine it into magic.

In other words, the second-level magician is a qualitative change, while the third-level is a quantitative change.

Therefore, a high-intensity magic barrier can be maintained with almost no consumption. As long as the output efficiency of any attack does not meet the standard of breaking the shield, the opponent can maintain standing output and be dominant throughout the whole process.

Why do players of Darkness Fall like to bring a shield support to the fourth position to add a shield before fighting monsters?

There is only one answer: comfort.

Add one more: a sense of security.

The mage is too fragile and has to dodge any attacks, leaving him no time to cast spells. Instant spells are efficient but not powerful, so magic barriers are particularly important.

The third-level mage frees up the guard duties of others and can cast magic by himself while absorbing the opponent's output.

It's like wearing a titanium alloy bulletproof suit and competing with the opponent with a gun.

It doesn't matter if I'm slower than you.

Anyway, if you can't kill me with one shot, I will definitely fire the next one.

So the magician's attack against the sorcerer cannot be said to be a dimensionality reduction attack, but the magician has lit up the constellation, and has an almost infinitely durable shield and a dominance effect, which not only has an advantage but is also a huge one.

From this we can see that fighting across levels is extremely difficult at any time.

If the output cannot break the defense, the second level has almost no chance of winning against the third level.

However, it was impossible for Elise to be unaware of this. She had seen this knowledge in books a long time ago and knew that her magic could not break the defense. She just needed to buy time.

At this time, he had already run to the street from the gap where Jeanna flew out. The street here was not empty, and there were many places to hide.

There were people hiding in the shops, so she didn't dare go in to avoid unnecessary casualties.

I noticed Jeanne still lying on the ground, but there was no time to check on her. The worst-case scenario was that she might have died.

But we can't just leave her alone.

Elyse's hesitation for a second was also a mistake.

Viper had already found her location and was muttering a spell. Her heart immediately began to beat violently. Her natural keen sense of magic made her realize where the danger came from.

He immediately hugged Jeanna and rolled over.

The ground beneath her feet exploded, and sharp rocks broke through the ground, tearing her sportswear and leaving a slight wound on her waist.

"Good intuition, you can dodge my rock spikes." The evil wizard continued to wave his staff, and spikes bloomed on the ground one after another.

Elise dodged constantly, tumbling and backflipping like a gymnast, avoiding a total of eleven thrusts with a series of graceful moves that would have been highly rated by the judges at the Asian Games.

To put it in an analogy, it is to rely on movement to continuously deflect the Deathsinger's Q skill.

After landing smoothly, Elise let out a breath. Physical training is also an important part. She is a mage, but she has also received a lot of teachings and practice during this period.

The smooth movement is also the focus of her practice in actual combat, which seems to be a unique set of body skills.

But you can't win by just dodging.

Bloodline cannot be revealed, especially not in public.

Then the only trump card you can use is...

Just then she caught a glimpse of Jeanne moving on the ground.

"Jeanne, you're not dead?" She immediately looked at him in surprise.

The next moment, he caught a glimpse of the nun lying on the ground, turning over reluctantly. Two lines of blood were flowing from her delicate and beautiful cheeks. She didn't look like she was about to die. Instead, her face was full of shame and anger, and she kept muttering to herself.

She swayed and slowly stood up, her slender body steadying itself again.

"Jeanne, what's wrong with you?" Elyse asked cautiously.

But at this moment, the nun's attention was completely not on Elise. Her eyes were already glowing red as if the first generation machine had gone berserk.

The sweet words coming out of the little mouth that kept opening and closing gradually became clear and audible.

"—I'm going to kill you, I'm going to fucking kill you! You cultists have embarrassed me. You made me lie on the ground for three whole minutes, not knowing whether to get up. Getting up is embarrassing, not getting up is even more embarrassing! I'm going to chop you into eight pieces, rip out your intestines, tie them around your neck, and hang you under the church bell. I'm going to peel off your skin, break your bones, boil them into soup, and feed you to drink. I'm going to beat the shit out of you before you've finished shitting!"

The speed of his recitation was so fast that it sounded inexplicably terrifying.

Elyse's scalp tingled. She knew that Jeanne had two sides to her character, but now it seemed that in addition to her business mode and prank mode, she also had a killing mode.

Soon, the mumbling ended.

Miss Jeanna opened her eyes and glanced around with a cold gaze, staring at the evil wizard and the golden knight who attacked him, her expression became arrogant and crazy.

Viper, who was swept by her eyes, suddenly felt a strong palpitation.

The golden knight at the back loosened his grip on Paige's throat and threw her aside.

"Is there such a thing?"

He didn't hold back when he launched the sneak attack. A normal person would have been cut in half, but this nun actually stood up as if nothing had happened.

interesting.

The Hell follower nicknamed Vulture released a pale golden fighting spirit from his body. His heavy sword dragged along the ground, making a series of friction sounds. He met Jeanne's gaze and was about to speak: "You——"

Then a strong pressure came down on his face and pressed on his shoulders, and the evil wizard's knees subconsciously lowered two or three centimeters.

"Shut up!"

"Evil believers, who allowed you to speak? Who allowed you to open your stinking mouths and utter blasphemous words?"

"You are a group of dying blasphemers. Your lives and voices are not allowed to exist."

"Such a filthy existence should have vanished from this world. If it can survive, it should have survived in the shadows. Yet, you dare to appear before me so brazenly!"

The holy face opened its eyes wide, and golden sacred majesty rippled in its pupils, like a towering shadow standing behind her, overlooking all living beings.

Even the blood flowing from the tip of her nose separated from her skin and floated up. Her burning anger defied gravity.

Jeanne took a step forward, and the spikes around her suddenly collapsed, as if raised soil was pressed back to the ground by a palm, as if the folds on a book were forcibly flattened and straightened. Only her voice could be heard on the long street.

"I hereby declare on behalf of the Holy Lord—"

"You will die like straw!"

“AAAAAmen!!”

Chapter 361 The Trolley Problem

A third-level gold knight.

A third-level great magician.

Being unilaterally ravaged.

The one who ravaged them was a weak and beautiful nun dressed in black and white uniform.

The contrast in this scene is so huge that it is hard to believe.

How could her slender arms bend the heavy knight's sword 30 degrees with one punch, and kick a hole in the magic barrier of a third-level wizard?

There are no fancy elements, it's just pure physical strength exploding.

Although there is a system of prayer in the Holy Church... her power does not belong to any of them.

It's neither fighting spirit, nor magic, nor prayer. All current power systems are incompatible with it, so there is only one explanation.

"The Principle of the Heroic Spirit."

Elysee murmured.

She had seen it once before, a long time ago, because she happened to encounter Heroic Spirits who were clearing robbers from the border. The principles of Heroic Spirits used by the other party were beyond her comprehension.

The principles of heroic spirits belong to a type of mystery, but it far exceeds the mystery of a single attribute.

Most mysteries only have one effect, but the Principle of Heroic Spirits is a growth-oriented one. It will have different effects at different times, and may even manifest as weapons of the 'Heroic Spirit Armament' and killing moves such as 'Noble Phantasms'.

If Jeana were a heroic spirit, this scene before her could be well explained.

She could easily throw the Golden Knight into the air, and then wait for the opponent to fall down and then volley him.

The extremely violent beating could not leave even a white mark on her fair little fist.

The platinum light intertwined with her nun's uniform, weaving gorgeous and bright marking patterns.

Even the 'Roar of the Earth' released by the evil mage with a roar could not destroy her defense.

The rock, reinforced and strengthened by multiple magics, was as fragile as tofu dregs in her hands.

This is a triple-combination top-level magic!

Viper finally realized what kind of monster he was facing, but it was too late to escape.

He was hit head-on by a fist. The slender, white fist pierced through the magic barrier and hit the bridge of his nose between his eyebrows with incredible clarity. His nose was broken, blood was flowing, tears spurted out from under his eyeballs, and his entire skull was subjected to a high-frequency vibration.

The evil wizard was not a knight. When his defense was broken by one punch, he had lost all his ability to move.

Jeanna, not satisfied, kicked Viper again on the side of the face. The latter spun and flew dozens of meters away, with half of his body hanging on the billboard in the middle of the street. If he didn't die, he would at most be half dead.

The Golden Knight was more resilient, but Vulture had lost all desire to fight. Looking at the seven or eight fist marks on his heavy sword, his mind, which was dominated by madness, had to sober up a little.

The nun sat on the pile of stones with her sword and golden horse, exhaling a breath of hot white mist.

Even if she were to sit down and be replaced with a corpse at this time, and gnaw on the flesh in her hands, there would be nothing inappropriate.

The saint should be more terrifying than the devil, otherwise how can she defeat the devil?

A murderous group that chants "Amen" is more terrifying than the devil from hell.

Someone must avenge Jeanna's anger. If the golden knight had not struck her with that sword and sent her into a rampage, perhaps the evil wizard would have died a more graceful death today.

Holy Face is her title of saint, but why doesn’t such a saint stay in the Holy Church, but is sent to the academy to cultivate herself?

This already shows her character flaws.

Paranoid, naughty, irritable... and violent at the sight of blood.

Her personality that contradicts her appearance makes her far from the position of a saint. Apart from her face, there is nothing else like a saint on her body, and even her body is so hot that it is like a devil.

The right place for her is the Inquisition. When she gets there, any Inquisition soldier will have to bow and hand her a cigarette, calling her "Big Sister."

Today I encountered an evil wizard and the seal was lifted directly. All the self-cultivation I had accumulated in the past six months was wasted on the Husky, and a killing god that would scare even the demons from hell was released.

The Golden Knights lost their will to fight and retreated again and again.

When he was about to retire, there was sudden applause.

"Yes, very good... You are worthy of being called the Holy Face, Her Excellency the Saint of the Holy Church. Your strength and beauty are enough to make anyone bleed."

Applause came from behind.

Elyse turned around and saw that several of her roommates and a group of passers-by on the street had unconsciously walked to the middle of the street and formed a queue.

Their expressions were frozen, they tried to speak but couldn't, and there was a red thread around their necks.

Even she herself was no exception. The silk thread was wrapped around her neck. Although she could still move, she could not get rid of it and felt faintly suffocated.

Standing in the center of the crowd was an evil wizard holding a doll. He was wearing a suit and had two heads on his shoulders. It was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.

The head on the left said with tears in his eyes, "But there are always some things in this world that cannot be solved by force."

The head on the right said with a ferocious expression, "You'd better give up resistance. If you make any move, half the people on the street will be killed with you. Or do you want me to kill two people first?"