I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 420 What kind of magic is this! (4011)

"Lord Gis, didn't you say that the Temple of Light would not be our enemy?!"

Seeing the torches outside the window, Claudia shivered.

This time I was really scared and trembling.

Claudia glanced and found a tail behind her. She was so scared that she tried to retract the tail quickly.

If this were seen by the people of the Temple of Light, his identity as a demon would be completely exposed, and he wouldn't be able to make excuses.

I collected it twice but failed to take it back, then I realized it wasn't the real one.

"Don't be nervous." Fang Yu pressed Claudia's head down again, took out a piece of parchment and placed it on the bed.

"check it out."

Claudia whimpered out of habit, and when she saw the contents and date on the parchment clearly, her jaw almost dislocated.

“Hmm… Woohoo, woohoo, huhu, Lord Gis, is this true?” Claudia wanted to reach out and take the parchment, but she didn’t dare.

"Of course." Fang Yu drew a circle with his finger, and the parchment returned to the Boundless Messenger.

Draw another circle and see through the point, and the green spot on Claudia's body turned into bright yellow.

“Then why did you let them…” Claudia shuddered before she could finish her words.

Fang Yu chuckled, his eyes flashing.
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"Commander Sullivan, the siege of the lord's mansion has been completed!" A fully armed Templar Knight knelt on one knee with his helmet in his hand, looking respectful.

Naturally, those who lived near the lord's mansion were all upper-class people with a certain social status in Elbery, including some high-ranking priests from the Temple of Wealth. These people secretly observed in the mansion and were surprised to find that, judging from the style of his armor, the knight kneeling on one knee was actually a Knight Commander of at least level five!
The heavily armored knight riding on the horse had a golden octagonal star on his chest, indicating that he was actually an eighth-level knight!

A great knight who is only one step away from becoming a ninth-level paladin!
Even in the Temple of Light, the total number of level eight knights would not exceed fifteen!

"A 'corruption' incident has been discovered in the territory of Rusen. The Knights Templar have been ordered to thoroughly investigate all suspicious areas in the territory! Open the gate within ten breaths! Cooperate with the inspection!"

Sullivan, who had two horns on his helmet and was dressed like the Taurus Gold Saint, spoke with a voice like thunder that could be heard throughout the entire block.

The scene was so quiet that the only sounds could be heard: Sullivan's emotionless countdown and the casual friction of the knight's armor.

Just at this moment, a sound with no source could be found suddenly came from the air, as if it was ringing directly in the ears.

"Article 3, Clause 5 of the Regulations for the Management of Extraordinary People in Elberi: Anyone who privately uses force or offensive magic within the territory of Elberi will be fined between 500 and 10,000 gold dukes, depending on the severity of the offense."

"Article 10, Paragraph of the Extraordinary Management Regulations: Anyone who uses force to interfere with the normal lives of citizens shall be required to pay at least gold dukes in compensation to the person being interfered with, depending on the severity of the case."

"Article 13, Paragraph 1 of the Management Regulations: Large-scale mobilization of armed forces is considered an attempt to overthrow the lord's rule and can be punished with death, with the corresponding temple paying a fine and compensation."

"Before the results of your trial by the Elberi Extraordinary Court take effect, you will be detained in the Elberi Extraordinary Confinement Station."

"I don't want to kill anyone. Put down your weapons immediately, put your hands behind your back, and stand facing the wall. I'll give you five seconds. If you don't obey within the time limit, you will be considered resisting arrest and can be killed on the spot according to management regulations. Do you understand?"

The voice sounds lazy but full of magnetism, making people want to do what the voice says.

"Five, four..."

"How dare you!" Savien on the side was furious. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand swung out a blade of light, directly hitting the door of the lord's residence!
“Bright Light Slash!”

This is the signature martial art of the Knights of the Temple of Light. It can be mastered by knights above level three who have been baptized in divine arts, and the attack power will also increase as the knight's level increases.

In addition to direct physical attacks, Mingguang Zhan contains a certain amount of "light" divine power and has a certain "purification" ability.

Since it is purification, of course what is being “purified” are the evil forces and dirty things.

In the eyes of the Temple of Light, except for the believers of the God of Light, most people are dirty things themselves.

Savien was a fifth-level knight. With his Bright Light Slash, he could cut off not only an ordinary wooden door, but even a giant tree that two people were hugging, with one strike.

"boom!"

"Ho~~~~~"

Two wind blades shot out from the lord's mansion. One collided with the Mingguang Zhan, causing a huge explosion. The air waves rolled, shattering all the glass windows of the surrounding mansions, while the other went straight to Savien's face.

Savien was well prepared and swung out another light blade. When the light blade and the wind blade were about to touch, the extremely fast wind blade actually changed direction slightly. Under the illumination of the Mingguang Zhan, the transparent wind blade clearly drew an arc in the air, just avoiding the interception of the Mingguang Zhan.

! ! ! ! ! !
what happened! ?
Savien was horrified. He never expected that the wind blade emitted by the griffin could actually turn!
His moves were old and he had no time to dodge. He could see the griffin's wind blade was about to hit him.

"Hmph!" Sullivan snorted coldly and swung the sword in his hand casually.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the wind blade emitted by the griffin was hit by the sword in Sullivan's hand and instantly turned into a violent airflow that spread out.

"That's all."

Sullivan sneered: "If you think you can disrespect the Temple of Light with just these two griffins, you are too arrogant, Druid."

After saying that, Sullivan pointed the sword in his hand, and with a humming sound, a straight red flame shot out from the tip of the sword and hit the door with incredible speed.

"Fire Slash!"

To Sullivan's surprise, his Fiery Slash, which was powerful enough to blast through a foot-thick city gate and could only be learned by a Level 7 knight, hit the door of this humble three-story building, but there was no movement at all.

"Not good!" Sullivan suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis and jumped off the horse reflexively. As soon as he jumped off the horse, a red flame exactly the same as the one just now reflected from the gate and hit his beloved horse.

This warhorse, which was sold for 5800 gold dukes, didn't even have time to make a sound before it turned into charcoal in an instant.

"Divine magic reflection! There is a divine magic reflection on the gate!"

Cecil's eyes flashed, and the wooden cane in his hand paused. A diamond of at least three carats inlaid on the front of the cane emitted a dazzling light.

Even though it was winter, beads of sweat formed on Cecil's forehead as he chanted, "Lumen Aegis!"

A visible light wave gushed out from Cecil and enveloped all the Knights Templar in a few breaths. Everyone seemed to be coated with a layer of light film.

A Radiant Shield that is immune to the third ring and divine spells within the third ring!

Sullivan couldn't help but cheer up.

I didn't expect that Saint Master Cecil could now cast the Shield of Light on so many people at once. His divine power is so abundant, it seems that he is not far from level eight.

Maybe in the next baptism of divine magic, Saint Master Cecil will be able to directly advance to level eight!
"Thank you for your hard work, Holy Master." Sullivan stretched out his sword and raised it to the sky. The cloak behind him fluttered without wind, and his whole body lit up like a light bulb. Under the shining holy light on him, the hearts of all the knights were instantly filled with honor and courage.

"Knights of the Silver Mountains! Honor belongs to the light! Honor belongs to us! Charge!"

As soon as Sullivan finished speaking, he moved his feet and countless vines grew out from the ground, quickly rolling towards everyone.

"Druid's thorn bush?" Sullivan smiled contemptuously, "It's just a trivial trick."

As soon as the thorny vines wrapped around the knights, white flames ignited on the surface of each Templar's body, and they quickly turned into ashes as soon as the vines touched them.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

Seeing this, the morale of the knights increased greatly and they shouted slogans and rushed into the courtyard.

"I have just fulfilled my duty of notification. Since you have decided to resist arrest, then you can all stay! Tempestus Glacialis!"

The lazy voice sounded again, and no one noticed that a tiny snowflake was swirling and falling from the air.

“Huh~~~~~~~~~”

As the snowflakes fell, everyone suddenly felt a biting cold, and then the snowflake that was barely visible to the naked eye grew rapidly in the air along its patterns. However, within a few breaths, the small snowflake turned into a net of ice and snow, covering the air.

"Fourth-ring natural magic—ice blizzard!!!" Cecil's face changed drastically.

Level 7! This is a level 7 druid!
The muscles on Cecil's face twitched, and he was filled with shock and anger. He cast several offensive spells on the ice and snow net in the sky, but the ice and snow net was not affected at all, and still maintained its own rhythm, descending little by little.

With a "bang", the ice and snow net in the air shattered into ice and snow all over the sky. With the invisible fluctuations of magic power, it quickly spun and turned into a small ice and snow hurricane, covering everyone in the Temple of Light.

The ice and snow, swept by a hurricane with wind speeds of over 250 kilometers, mercilessly attacked every attacker of the Temple of Light.

In just a second or two, several low-level knights lost consciousness under the attack of the blizzard.

Even if the low-level priests under Cecil used up all their spell slots, they could only cast a layer of elemental protection spell on less than a quarter of the knights.

Moreover, it is useless to put it on. The second-ring elemental protection is like a nurse's uniform bought from Taobao in front of the fourth-ring area spell "Ice Blizzard", which will be torn at the slightest touch.

"Glorious barrier!"

Cecil no longer hesitated, took out a scroll from his arms with heartache, and tore it open with force.

A bright white light burst out from the scroll, instantly isolating Blizzard from the knights of the Temple of Light.

Although the low temperatures brought by the snowstorm are still continuing, as long as there is no terrible hurricane, the temperature of minus sixty degrees Celsius is not fatal to these knights who have become extraordinary people.

This is a 5th ring divine scroll bestowed by the Holy See! ! !
Cecil roared in his heart.

In the seven years at the Arbitration Court, he had experienced countless ups and downs, but he never expected that he would suffer such a huge loss in a small place like Elbery.

"Huh? That's interesting."

Fang Yu tentatively threw a lightning spell and then a withering spell, but neither of them broke the so-called shining barrier.

"Don't waste your energy, Druid! This is a glorious barrier bestowed by the Holy See! No known divine magic in the world can penetrate this barrier!" Cecil roared, and the breath from his mouth was frozen into tiny ice crystals by the low temperature as soon as it came out.

"I did underestimate your strength, but that's enough. Even if you are a level 7 druid, how many spell slots do you have left?"

"Let me guess. You must have used up all your fourth-ring spell slots. You just wasted your third-ring spell slots. You only have four second-ring spell slots and six first-ring spell slots left at most."

"Coincidentally, these can be immune to the Radiant Shield."

Cecil laughed grimly, "Your ice storm should be over in two minutes, and the radiant barrier can last for three minutes."

"In other words, in two minutes, you will die! Hahahahahaha!"

"You're so long-winded." Fang Yu snorted, stroking his chin and pondering for a while, "Immune to all known divine arts?"

"Then can the unknown also be immune?"

Fang Yu stood in front of the window on the third floor with his hands open. Orion Ye Shuo appeared in his palm and waved at Cecil downstairs.

"Undress!"

Before Cecil understood what was happening, he felt the priest robe on his body, which was decorated with gold threads and was impervious to cold and heat, suddenly tighten, and then with a "bang", it exploded into pieces.

No, not just priest robes!

Cecil covered his crotch with his hands, his eyes dull and horrified.

What kind of magic is this!
More than 200 Knights Templar were stunned, looking at the meticulous Cecil, the Oracle of Holy Light, as if he were an alien.

Savien reacted quickly and quickly took off his cloak and put it on Cecil. However, as soon as the cloak reached Cecil, it exploded into pieces of cloth again.

Damn it, Damn it!!!!!!
Cecil flushed all over and for a moment he forgot the cold.

"Danglanglang!"

"boom!"

Just as Sevian was about to tear off the cloaks of other knights and wrap them around Cecil, he felt his armor tremble, and then it inexplicably turned into a pile of parts and fell off his body.

The underwear inside the armor also exploded into pieces of rags when the armor fell.

Not even socks left.

Savien's eyes widened, and he didn't join the Wu-Tang Clan immediately.

"Pfft~"

It’s so fucking small.

Some knights couldn't help but laugh out loud.

“Clang, clang!” “Clang, clang!” “Clang, clang!”…

“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”…

These knights did not enjoy their joy for long. Starting with the knight closest to the gate, the sounds of armor falling to the ground and clothes exploding rang out like firecrackers. Amid the knights' exclamations and howls, in less than a minute, more than 200 Templar Knights including Sullivan and more than a dozen priests were all turned into chickens.

(End of this chapter)