Beta is not a pure fighter, and he doesn't have any natural skills like 'Fist and Foot Proficiency'. For ordinary people or weaker spellcasters, the strength of this flying kick is no different from hitting the face with a hammer, but this The very young pope had a weak barrier blocking his face, and Beta kicked it up, causing ripples to appear in the barrier.
It turned out to be a double enchantment... Beta clicked his tongue in his heart, but he didn't expect that this guy was as 'afraid of death' as himself.
In fact, Beta also has two trigger-type protective barriers.
Although he was not harmed, as long as some arrogant people see a shoe sole sticking two centimeters in front of their eyes, they will go mad with anger, especially people like the Pope of Life who have already stood at the top of the pyramid.
An unspeakable rage erupted in the heart of the young pope, and he roared, "You..."
It's just that Beta will wait for him to finish speaking, and kick his left foot to his chest again.
There was still a magic circle, but this time he was directly kicked and fell to the ground. The previous circular barrier was immediately broken, and Beta turned around and took the falling golden sword into his hand.
Although Beta's kick still did not hurt the Pope of Life, it interrupted the opponent's magic frequency.
In combat, the frequency of magic power operation is very important, just like the attack rhythm of melee, the magic power frequency is also a battle rhythm.
For top spellcasters, the flow and use of magic power in the body is like breathing.
And if the breathing is disordered, it will naturally have a lot of influence on the speed and power of casting spells.
There was a whistling wind in his ears, and the falling young pope resumed his magic power in less than two seconds. This was the first time he was suppressed so badly by someone. The anger in his heart was about to erupt again. When he raised his eyes, he saw In the air, two strong flame violence attacks were chased down one after the other.
The diameter of each Pyroblast is about four meters.
Just by looking at it, one can know how powerful these two Pyroblasts are.
Using the levitation technique, he finally managed to stabilize his body, and also managed to stabilize his magic pulse rhythm. As long as he was given another half a second, he would be able to shoot with all his strength.
But when he saw these two huge explosive pyrotechnic fireballs shot down quickly, he had no way to use flying magic for the time being, so he had to hastily, even if he tried his best to respond mentally, he immediately cast a circle of magic shield in front of him again. .
Two blasts of explosive pyrotechnics directly hit the magic shield, and the loud noise produced by the violent explosion was like thunder, which could be heard throughout the Holy City of Life.
Many people walked out of their homes and looked at the two groups of mushroom-like white clouds that slowly dispersed in the sky.
Then in the cloud, two black dots went up and down.
At the same time, around the two black dots, there seemed to be colorful lights.
At this time, Pope of Life's nostrils have started to bleed. Even with the magic shield to help block the damage, Beta's powerful explosive pyrotechnics are not so easy to endure. Moreover, the battle rhythm has been controlled by Beta, and the opponent forcibly casts a powerful magic shield instantly. , It is also a great burden on one's own spirit.
The Pope of Life wiped his nose, looked up at himself, and was about to fight back, but saw more than a dozen weird magic spells smashed down.
His anger rose again. If he was a little scruples to the point of backlash just now, but now, he doesn't care about it anymore.
"Too much deceit!"
The Pope of Life roared, desperately casting two layers of magic shields instantly, and holding a thunder gun in each of his left and right hands, he threw it at Beta aggressively.
The speed of the thunder gun is so fast that it almost reaches the speed of sound.
But Beta was already mentally prepared. He shifted sideways twice in the air, dodged two lightning guns, and then those magical spells hit the Pope of Life, and only three spells were blocked... These are directly harmful Magic.
In an instant, colorful lights flickered on the Pope of Life, which was a sign of the effectiveness of the debuffing spells. The Pope of Life had three harmful spells against Beta's Pyroblast, Arcane Fly, and Coin Bombardment just now. His scruples were too great, so he only put two magic shields against this direct damage.
He really didn't expect that Beta's attainments in debuffing magic were not bad.
Beta curled her lips in disdain when she saw that the other party had been affected by the debuffing spell... This young pope is quite capable, but he is impulsive and has no real combat experience.
If he played normally, he could last at least ten minutes in Beta's hands, but now... he fell into an absolute disadvantage in less than a minute.
Feeling that his body was gradually weakening, and the flow of magic power in his body began to slow down, the young pope faded from the rage, and finally felt a little panicked.
Because of the cloud soaring technique, and because he knew what wind resistance is, Beta entered the water straight and fell at a faster speed.
All priests have high willpower and strong magic resistance. The effect and time of debuff magic on them will be greatly reduced.
But nearly ten kinds of magical effects with different debuffs are superimposed, even if it is only ten seconds, it is enough.
Before the Pope of Life got rid of the debuff magic effect, Beta had already fallen in front of him.
The body became upright again, stepping directly on his magic shield, Jugao looked at the slightly hesitant and extremely annoyed face below.
There was a disdainful smile on the corner of Beta's mouth. He had all attributes, but his combat awareness was too poor.
Seeing this, the Pope of Life was so angry that his lips were trembling.
But now he can only hide behind the magic guard, without the strength to fight back.
The two continued to fall, and Beta raised the golden sword and stabbed down hard.
The sword light brought by the sword art will directly pierce the two layers of shields. Although the sword light of the sword art will disappear because of this, the tip of the golden sword pierces the forehead of the Pope of Life.
The Pope of Life stretched out his right hand to block his forehead.
From Beta's point of view, this is a useless move. How could a body of flesh and blood be able to block his golden sword.
But that's how the accident happened. The golden sword pierced the palm of the pope of life. As the flesh and blood burst out, there was a ding sound. Hit something hard.
This time it penetrated about half a centimeter, but the long sword couldn't penetrate any further.
A large amount of blood flowed from the forehead of the Pope of Life.
It's... really hard hand bones and skull.
Before Beta had time to show his sighing expression on his face, the Pope of Life ignored the blood in his hand, grabbed Beta's long sword tightly, and said with a smirk, "You can't kill me."
At this time, the two were already very close to the ground. The Pope of Life stretched out his left hand and wanted to use magic on Beta, but Beta shot faster and kicked him in the face directly, and his nose was flattened.
The Pope of Life hit the ground like a cannonball, sending dust flying.
Beta stepped on an auspicious cloud, and actually looked down at the immobile enemy below, and then used a big fireball to end the battle, but he suddenly floated several meters backward.
A diamond-shaped, green crystal drifted past where he was just now.