"Undead Scourge!"
Ron was not willing to sit still, he gritted his teeth and began to summon a large number of undead creatures.
A burst of black air suddenly spread out, with Ron as the center, the soil continued to knot, and some cyan liquid was exposed on the blackened land, and countless skeletons drilled out of the ground.
The skeletons swung their arms, and their dark eyes showed deep glares. They roared at the Pope with a sky-shattering roar.
"Bloodthirsty rampage, kill!"
A fierce light flashed in Ron's eyes, buffing all the summoned skeletons with bloodthirsty rage. In an instant, the eyes of all the skeletons turned red, and the dark breath became even more violent.
With a sound of "Shua—", all the skeleton magisters raised their bone staffs, and the traces of magic elements continued to condense. The next moment, hundreds of streamers blasted towards Ernst in the sky.
Facing the attack of hundreds of skeleton magisters, Ernst smiled slightly, completely ignoring the power of this attack.
"Humble, ugly creature, your power is as insignificant as the light of a firefly in front of the gods..."
Ernst sang in a low voice, and he slowly raised the book of divine metaphors. The book of divine metaphors seemed to be spiritual, and began to float up. The bright light made people unable to open their eyes.
"Tremble, mortals, no one can defy the will of the gods!"
After saying these words, the light of the Book of Divine Tales erupted like a mountain, and cast thousands of rays of light in an instant.
"Boom—" there was a strong vibration between the heaven and the earth, and even the space seemed to be shattered. The milky white holy light descended, sweeping away the haze on the ground.
"What... what?"
Ron was stunned. When the undead creature he summoned met those white lights, it was like melting spring snow, and disappeared into a cloud of black smoke, with not even a scum left.
Under the radiance of light, the undead creatures wailed, and each one was burned to nothing.
The combination of "Undead Scourge" and "Bloodthirsty Rage" collapsed under the attack of the Book of Divine Tales. Not only the low-level undead creatures, but also the powerful abyss bone dragon were also beaten into thin air.
In just an instant, Ron turned from a strong man with tens of thousands of undead creatures into a polished commander.
Although the necromancer does not rely solely on summoning undead creatures to fight, the disappearance of undead creatures can greatly reduce his strength.
"how can that be?"
Di Lin, who had been watching Ron's fight, also had a look of shock on her face, and she couldn't help secretly worrying about Ron.
This time, Dilin's opponent was replaced by another person, Holy Word Priest Imina, this battle priest with strong defense and extremely tough, was much stronger than her original opponent.
The power of the Book of Divine Tales did not stop, but continued to expand further, its light sprinkled on the Undercity shrouded in black mist.
Illuminated by the light, the black mist began to dissipate, and the magic circle "Undead Canopy" set up by Ron also lost its due effect. The entire Undercity was exposed to the sun...
The Undercity at this moment is like a girl who has been stripped naked, open to peeping and insult.
Pope Ernst held the book of oracle in his hand, like a god descending from the earth.
The will of the gods cannot be defied!
"No... it's not good!"
Julianna's face turned pale, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
"This this… "
Ron was too horrified to speak. Although he had improved his strength, he still felt the fear welling up in his heart in the face of the powerful Book of Divine Tales.
Divine power, there is no mistake, this is the divine power of light!
At this time, Ron suddenly found a faint golden light overflowing from the thousands of rays of light.
It's not a Hallows, definitely not...
The only one who can release the divine power of light is—
Artifact!
The so-called divine weapon is something that only the gods possess in the legend. The divinity, divine power, and will of the gods in the divine weapon possess supreme power.
What fire magic, water magic, grudge, power, etc. are overshadowed by the will of the gods.
The Book of Divine Tales is not a sacred artifact, but a genuine artifact, and it is also the treasure of the holy church. Its existence guarantees the supreme status of the holy church in the human world.
It's a pity that with Ernst's strength, the true power of the book of oracle cannot be brought into play, otherwise, the book of oracle containing the will of the God of Light will be even more terrifying.
"It's an artifact..." The well-informed Kirbitt recognized what Pope Ernst was holding at a glance. The power of this thing made even the experts in God's Domain very afraid.
"This book... is it an artifact?"
Ron's eyes were fixed on the book of oracle in the sky, he gritted his teeth and popped out a sentence.
"That's right!" Pope Ernst smiled slightly, "The Book of Oracles is a genuine artifact, and it is the most precious gift given to the Holy See by a real god. Ron, you can die under this artifact, Should be very honored…”
"yes?"
Facing such bright divine power, the power of the legendary god, Ron smiled wryly, and a trace of despair appeared in his heart.
No one can fight against the gods, no one can!
The only thing that can fight against the divine power of light is the divine power of death, which is also a divine power.
The divine power of death that Ron once possessed came from the soul ring. He used it twice, once in the Holy Roman Empire Asinaris, and the other time in the Elven Forest. The soul ring no longer provided him with the divine power of death. .
Without the divine power of death, it would be a joke to fight against the divine power of light.
The situation is getting worse and worse!
Dilin, Kay, Kirbitt, Platts and others all joined the battle, and the Holy See was not to be outdone. All the powerhouses in the sanctuary came out to fight against the powerhouses in the dark city.
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and even the ground shook.
In the eyes of everyone, the gate in the center of the dark city slowly fell to the ground, making a dull sound.
"The city is broken! The city is broken!"
The army of the Holy See and the Holy Roman Empire jointly broke through the gate of the Undercity. At this moment, they cheered.
On the contrary, the faces of the people in the Undercity were full of fear, as if they had predicted the coming of death.
An honorary knight in white clothes and armor grinned grinningly, drew out his saber, and shouted loudly.
"kill!"
While speaking, a halo suddenly spread out, enveloping the holy Holy See fighters tens of meters around, strengthening their defense.
"Group therapy!"
The priest clasped his hands together and prayed continuously. Countless rays of light lit up at the same time, and the injuries of the Holy See soldiers who attacked the gate of the dark city were instantly recovered.
The morale of the soldiers of the Holy See was greatly shaken. They roared and shouted, holding up their sharp swords and long swords, and poured into the Undercity like a tide.