Although divine arts and magic are the same basic properties and are both applications of magic, there is a big difference between them. .

Divine art borrows the power of gods, so its maximum power is largely determined by the believers' piety towards gods, and secondly it is related to the character level, attributes, and equipment bonus.

And there is a limit to this piety... Beta and Wokin's relationship is already good enough. Although the borrowed "coin bombardment" magic is good, it can only be used as a conventional damage magic.

Beta's real killer weapon is still a magic missile.

The player's own magic has a lot to do with his level, attributes, and equipment, but if you want to talk about explosion, it is related to the player's spiritual limit.

So in this magic attack, Beta invested more than half of his mental power, and more than a hundred magic missiles took off, and then randomly hit him ten meters away.

If it was enough to say that the four skeletons smashed the light barrier and the ground was shaking, it was scary enough, then this magic explosion of more than a hundred pieces turned the flat ground of the entire hall into ravines that seemed to have been raging in modern battlefields. Except for a few very powerful skeletons who escaped the disaster, the other skeletons turned into bone pieces on the ground.

The black knight who was barely standing in a mess was "named" by Shirley one by one. She just pointed her finger lightly, and a golden light shot out from her fingertips. Then the solid armor of these black knights was pierced through and then vaporized, leaving no residue behind.

"This is really..." Gevado's mouth shook, looking at his empty surroundings in disbelief: "Are all spellcasters monsters?"

Mevis didn't know whether Beta was a monster, but she knew one thing. If she had such strength, who would dare to bully her in Sicily?

Thinking of this, she turned her eyes to Shirley. This beautiful and powerful woman became her idol at this moment. The previous idea of ​​cutting Shirley's beautiful face was completely gone.

The head of the Fashu family walked to Beta and asked carefully: "Now there are no immortals, we should be safe."

This is the expectation of the head of the Fashu family and the expectations of the other two.

"Safe, there's no such thing." Beta shook the golden sword in his hand: "This is just one of the waves of enemies. As long as it's not until the daytime, the barrier that traps us here will continue to summon undead creatures."

"This..." The head of the Fashu family suddenly felt that his hope of survival became very slim.

It seems to be to confirm what Beta said that in the black fog that cannot be penetrated by sunlight, dense red light spots appeared again. Then the sound of bone pieces rubbing out, and skeletons rushed out of the black fog.

"You are careful, I want to collect four hundred gold coins."

Beta blocked the two of Givado and used coins to bombard magic and attacked those more powerful undead creatures. The weaker ones directly stabbed the soul-destroying fire with a golden sword.

Shirley was standing in place, constantly "named" undead creatures who knew how to attack ranged, such as skeleton archers and skeleton mages.

This situation lasted for nearly an hour. Although Beta and Shirley were very strong and cooperated well, they both played flesh and blood. After an hour, they both began to feel tired and gradually became a little overwhelmed.

From here on, weak skeleton soldiers were "missed". Beta had no spare energy to intercept them. He focused more on dealing with those relatively powerful undead creatures, such as giant skeletons.

Four skeleton soldiers rushed over Beta, two of them facing the head of the Givardo and the Fashu family respectively, while the other two skeleton soldiers, holding a short battle axe that was so rusty that it was almost impossible to see the shape of the weapon, ran towards Mevis.

The three of them had the light shield cast by Beta using the scroll. Givado and Fashu were both professionals, and they also had shields on them. They killed the skeleton soldiers who were entangled with them one after another. Then they saw Mevis rolling around on the ground, and two skeleton soldiers chased her and kicked her.

Mevis let out a scream that could pierce human ears. Givado and Fashu rushed over, chopped over two weak skeletons, and helped Mevis up.

They thought that even if Mevis didn't die, they would have to be seriously injured. But when they helped me up, they found that Mevis was just frightened and looked a little ugly. Apart from that, there was nothing unusual and they didn't even have any skin broken.

"I'm going to die, come and save me!" I thought I was still being attacked, and I danced with my eyes closed.

Gevado slapped the other person's face without hesitation, but found that it was useless. Whether it was himself or Mevis, he had a layer of light shield on his body, and he could not cause any damage, let alone pain.

However, Mevis' face was still twisted by a beat, and then she reacted, looked left and right, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Beta and Shirley have cleaned up all the skeletons around them, and then opened the light barrier again... Now that midnight has passed, the period when the dark energy is most powerful has passed.

However, because the statue of the Nether God is still transmitting dark magic, Beta and others have to endure dawn before they can go out. During this period, they must continue to fight against undead creatures, but as time goes by, the number of undead creatures will become smaller and smaller, and the offensive will become weaker and weaker.

In the clearing two hundred meters outside the Temple of the Underworld, a large group of the Underworld's gods were trapped in a black barrier.

Sophie stared at Yarlin angrily: "Architect, do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know." Yarlin nodded: "I'm just trying to kill the four guys inside."

"You are causing sectarian wars." Sophie slapped the barrier, her heart full of worry and anger at Yarlin: "Betta is the pope of the Temple of Wokin."

Yarlin touched his bald head: "It's just a pope from a small sect. It's nothing great. Just kill it."

Sophie hated her very much. She hated herself for why she invited Beta over, and she hated herself for not seeing through Yarlin's vicious thoughts.

Yarlin looked at Sophie for a while, and then smiled and said, "Sophie, you are not very nice to Beta at all. He is the pope of other religions. Sooner or later, you will become the Archbishop. If you have that talent, you should not be delayed by Beta."

"By the way, if Beta comes out of it by chance, please tell me..." A translucent magic light lit up on Yarlin's body: "If he doesn't die this time, he will be qualified to join our Misey Organization."

Yarlin laughed twice, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a thin silver-white metal card fell down in the air and floated to Sophie's side.
Chapter completed!