The golden storm released by Iyas instantly blew away the tiny magic attacks released by Carlos, and a huge white magic circle was formed at the front end of Bai Jin's magic wand.
Turning back, Lothkar stared at the patterns on the white magic circle and even felt the bone-chilling coldness of the magic circle.
Just as Bai Jin raised her staff and prepared to release the [Snowstorm], the [Wind of Praise] plucked the strings of the harp, playing the [Magical Interference Poem].
This skill is very similar to [Counter Spell]. As long as it hits, the magic power that Bai Jin has injected into the magic circle with great difficulty will be instantly disordered, and the magic will also dissipate with the disorder of the magic power.
"This is magic constructed using the goblin's magic stone. If it is dispelled, it will not only be a waste, but the followers of the Curse Sect will definitely use the time I spend reconstructing the magic to surround us.
This magic must not be interrupted here."
Bai Jin continued to maintain the magic circle, but constructed a different small magic circle in front of the magic circle.
The best way to deal with [Counter Spell] is to cast a very simple spell before casting the spell you really want to use to trick this skill.
[Counter Spell] is not a long-term, large-scale silence after all, it only targets a single spell.
After tricking [Counter Spell], you can continue to cast magic with peace of mind.
If it is an ordinary person, it is difficult to stop the magic in his hand and cast other magic before the opponent activates [Counter Spell].
However, Bai Jin followed Yang Yu's advice and returned to the Library of All Things to study further with Li Yan and Tiko.
She learned a lot of techniques to forcibly interrupt the chanting and use other magic instead, and also learned how to temporarily save the magic circle that was halfway through the chanting.
Bai Jin was confident that even in the special situation of being kicked out, she could still fight back with the magic in her hands.
Now she used both at the same time. On the premise of preserving the [Blizzard] magic circle, she released [Fireball] to resist the [Magic Interference Poem] of [Praise Flowing Wind].
Before the little fireball that shot out of the magic circle opened its eyes and took a good look at the world, it felt a mysterious force that tore all its flames into pieces and turned them into the purest magic.
[Magic Interference Poem] is still different from the real [Spell Counter]. Bai Jin can clearly feel that the magic power around her is in chaos, and she can't use it quickly to continue constructing magic.
But it doesn't matter. [Blizzard] is only a little bit away from completion, and Bai Jin can completely make up for the remaining little bit with the magic power in his body.
Several huge white magic circles formed in front of Bai Jin's wand, and unimaginable huge magic power had gathered.
Bai Jin pointed the wand forward and observed the movements of the Curse Cult through the translucent He Meng.
The black mole couldn't throw gravel all the time. It dug forward little by little, and when it had enough stones in its hands, it aimed the stones in their direction and threw them.
Countless pieces of gravel rolled in again, and Iyas gave He Meng a treatment, allowing He Meng to recover to a healthy level of health.
Huge rubble bombarded He Meng, turning into clouds of dust. He Meng was like a solid fortress, firmly protecting everyone.
"He Meng. Please!"
The dust had not yet completely stopped, Bai Jin gently called He Meng's name, and He Meng understood and made a big hole in his body.
Countless sand and stones were about to attack Bai Jin and the others through the cave entrance. Bai Jin turned her wand, looked determined, and released the magic she had carefully prepared.
A fierce cold wind suddenly blew up, and several pure white magic circles merged into one. A blizzard roared out of the magic circles and blew back the oncoming sandstorm.
The dusty ground was blown into a path by the fierce blizzard, and the white snowflakes were like small sandbags hitting the believers of the Curse Sect.
The bards plucked the strings of their harps, switched from offense to defense, covered the nearby Curse Cult believers with a layer of white shield, and used a series of skills to dispel the severe cold.
However, the fierce blizzard mercilessly drowned the believers of the Curse Sect and froze them into ice sculptures.
The Seed of Sigh of the Wand has a passive effect that increases range damage by 10%, and this increased damage is calculated after other damage bonuses are calculated.
With the [Fairy's Philosopher's Stone], this 10% area damage bonus is simply terrifying.
Even the huge black mole could not escape the fate of being frozen. Its movements of digging stones gradually slowed down, and it slowly became stiff, until it was completely unable to move, forming a huge ice sculpture.
But Carlos's face was solemn. She could never have imagined that Bai Jin could actually use such powerful magic.
"Oh my, this is incredible.
I never thought that the traitor's daughter might be stronger than me.
Even though I had estimated their strength before, I didn't expect things to turn out like this.
That thing, if I'm not mistaken, should be the fairy's magic stone.
I used it without any scruples.
Although, if we can hold on a little longer, maybe we can succeed.
I also hope that you will have a little hesitation when using it."
But Carlos flew into the air. She knew that she could not let Yang Yu and the others grow up like this. She contacted the nearby bard through telepathy and asked the bard to ask the Pope whether to bury Yang Yu and the others here at all costs today.
It didn't take long for the bard to get a reply from the Pope.
“It is most important to act prudently and ensure your own safety.
The day we have been waiting for is coming soon.
As long as we have the power of the devil, we will sweep away all obstacles in the world.
Don't be too impatient, we have been waiting for hundreds of years.
It has cursed the goddess for hundreds of years, and during this period many people have emerged who are against us.
Each of you is an important resource for our sect.
It is thanks to the joint efforts of you and countless believers that the sect has come this far.
While ensuring your own safety, find a way to destroy them.
If you can't destroy it, come back and don't die in vain."
The bard's voice of reply was extremely steady. A blue lantern illuminated a hunched figure in a dark temple. He leaned down and gently touched the black pool. Ripples instantly appeared in the calm and windless black pool.
The spirit of the saint, tied to the cross in the middle of the black pool, had a look of panic on her face.
She clearly felt that something was approaching. Those things were right under the black pool and could cross the barrier of that space and come into this world at any time, bringing unpredictable disasters.
"You must not let that thing get out. You will definitely regret it."
The former saint Feng Yu tried to issue a warning, but after trying several times, she was unable to make any sound and her body could not move.
Instead, some extremely low voices came from the black pool and began to whisper in her ears:
"I smell a hint of holy light. The souls of the goddess's followers must be delicious."
"I can't wait any longer. We were once their tools, and now their descendants will once again become our playthings."
"Don't worry, it's not far away. The damn Behemos actually went to that world before us. I really envy and hate him."
Rest in peace, Mr. Yuan.
(End of this chapter)