After traveling through time, I want to become a magical omnipotent saint

Isabella didn't pay attention to the match on the ring, but stood there, observing the situation around her.

After a careful count, they discovered more than forty people with the strength of intermediate magicians and eight high-level magicians. They were hiding in the audience seats, waiting for the right time to take action.

Isabella found that the closer she got to the ring, the harder it was for her to sense the source of magic power in her body.

Isabella activated a layer of spatial force for herself in advance, isolating herself from the influence of the mysterious black stone on the ring to a large extent. If they make a move, Erwin's reaction will definitely be huge...

So he could only face these hunters alone, or he could kill a few high-level magicians. The others would definitely retreat, but how could Heloda avoid the attacks and not affect his father? This was a troublesome problem...

In the ring, the first round of the competition ended and Erwin defeated the muscular bald man with absolute advantage.

Erwin was not injured and turned to look at the Saint Lady below the ring.

The audience seats were already boiling with excitement.

70% of the people bet on Elvin to win. This round, the leader of Black Valley who organized the competition lost money, but this loss is only temporary.

Erwin got off the ring for a short rest. After drinking some water, his eyes became confident and a sense of excitement was revealed in his bones.

"Erwin, how do you feel in the ring?"

Isabella spoke softly, and could still be heard clearly in the noisy environment. However, Isabella was more concerned about his feeling of the magic restrictions of the arena rather than his adaptation.

"I feel very good, Lady Saint. Do you think I am doing well? Am I not very strong? Even with my mortal body, I am no less powerful than a primary magic warrior."

The surroundings were noisy and no one could hear the specific conversation between the two.

Isabella didn't care about his naive thoughts and words, but praised him: "Not bad, you should be gentler, pay more attention to dodging, and don't attack too many times. If you finish it in one go, I don't know if I can see any key information nearby."

Erwin hid his embarrassment with a smile, not knowing what to say...

"Finish your next match later. I'm in a hurry to leave here. Just finish the match normally and don't cause any trouble. After the match, find a way to get back to the Flower of Sin. Don't stop if you meet anyone who greets you on the way. If someone attacks you, fight back."

Isabella finished speaking and looked towards Heroda who was hiding in the audience.

"Lady Saint...are you in such a hurry to leave? Are you going to do something?"

Erwin asked with a puzzled look as he scratched his head with his right hand.

"Yes, those people are here to arrest Higgindale again. Tomorrow, you will wait for me at the Flower of Sin Organization. I will continue to take you to increase your magic power source."

The second round of the competition is about to begin.

Many people placed bets, but the opponent in the second match was a tall man with a flat head, 1.8 meters tall, with no obvious muscle lines and little body fat.

Erwin was just a little brat in front of him.

His arms were thicker than Erwin's thighs.

Everyone placed their bets, and this time, 80% of the people bet on the flat-headed guy to win.

Erwin knew that this opponent was deliberately arranged by the leader of Black Valley...

At the start of the game, Irvin was suddenly tackled and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, he was picked up by the flat-headed guy and thrown heavily against the iron fence.

boom!

Irwin hit the fence hard and fell to the ground. The referee counted to five before he could get up with difficulty.

The flat-headed man keeps showing off his body to the audience...

After Erwin stood up, there were already many voices shouting in the audience.

"Kill this brat!"

"I want to see rivers of blood!"

"He didn't even kill me! Are you capable of this?"

The flat-headed brother approached again and tried to grab at him very quickly.

Alvin had suffered a loss just now, and this time he dodged perfectly, and the flat-headed brother almost hit his head on the iron railing.

Erwin seized the opportunity and launched a series of punch and kick attacks.

The speed of each attack was getting faster and faster. The flat-headed brother could only barely dodge a few moves, but he still felt the pain from the real beating.

"You little brat, you're really strong! You can actually make me feel pain! You may not be big, but you're really strong!"

Erwin dodged continuously. He was small in stature and very agile in his movements.

This guy was tall and his muscles were as hard as rocks. Erwin confronted him for a few minutes and felt like he was back in the fourth dungeon fighting an elite bull-man. It was very difficult to deal with.

"That's enough, kid!"

The flat-headed brother said, "You are indeed very strong! Now attack my head, so that you can win this match as soon as possible."

Erwin didn't respond and continued to attack the big guy in front of him.

The flat-headed man just protected his chest and kept urging, "Hit me in the face!"

Isabella saw that the situation was almost over, so she turned around and left the ring...

In the audience, everyone was watching Erwin's fierce punches. The sound of his punches hitting flesh made everyone's blood boil.

Heloda was also fascinated by the sight and temporarily forgot the specific purpose of his coming to this place.

Isabella went outside, the magic in the air returned to normal levels, and she walked quickly towards the pass.

Behind him, people left the arena one after another.

In the sky, the circling demonic vulture saw a human figure under the moonlight...

The further Isabella walked, the more pursuers there were.

Someone finally couldn't help it and drew out a mid-level magic sword, attached a lightning element to it, and attacked Isabella from behind.

Isabella turned around and held the sword tightly with her left hand. She didn't even use her magic, she just used her body...

The person who made the move was a squad leader of the city guards, whose magic power level was intermediate level one. When he faced this situation, his mind went blank.

Isabella absorbed the characteristics of so many monsters in the past, but now the intermediate-level magic sword in her hand feels as weak as a branch on the roadside.

Most people did not act rashly, nor did they dare to act rashly for fear of accidentally injuring friendly forces.

Eight high-level magicians surrounded Isabella.

Two of them used earth elemental magic to cause several rock spikes to burst out from the ground.

Boom!

Isabella released a space vortex under her feet, crushing the sneak attack from the ground.

With a sudden twist of his left hand, the intermediate magic sword was twisted into a knot.

The captain of the city guard was still reluctant to let go and watched his newly bought weapon completely deformed. Isabella kicked the man away.

Two dark elemental magicians released a black magic ball heat wave...

Isabella opened a gap in the space in front of her...

Two huge black magic balls penetrated into the space gap, and the other end of the space gap led to the northwest area of ​​Orland Heights.

Two people thought she was about to escape, so they sprinted and entered the gap in space...

Isabella was speechless. Was this the strategy they came up with?

But Isabella didn't enter, so they ran back in shame... retreated to a far point, with red magic seals lighting up in their hands, waiting for the next round of attack.

In front and behind Isabella, two people began to exert their strength, and in an instant, a strong lightning struck.

Snapped!

The strong lightning only hit the twisted intermediate magic sword. Isabella used gravity magic to control the intermediate magic sword, giving a chill to the heart of the high-level magician who released the lightning element magic.

Isabella released a space vortex to resist the fire elemental magic attacking from behind.

Their magic seals were cast very quickly, but on a night like this, the light of the seals was very obvious, and their true strength was at the national level two. Their movements were as slow as a snail on the side of the road, especially when Isabella was concentrating, it seemed as if the passage of one second could be as slow as the usual ten seconds.

Isabella once again released gravity magic, controlling the twisted intermediate magic sword, and dealt three people a series of chilling blows.

Four people fell on the field, but the other four who were farther away did not dare to move.

A chill came, and there was a person behind and above Isabella. He released ice crystal magic, determined to pay for the loss from last time.

Isabella raised her hand again, and the intermediate magic sword pinned the man to the cliff. At this moment, he was like a piece of pork hanging.

The blade of Hades lit up above his head, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape from the nailed body.

"You guys come together."

Isabella gave an evil smile, stepped on the void, and walked step by step into the air.

The four people who were in a stalemate at a distance were just here to make up the story...

A burst of light lit up from where several people fell, and a group of fireworks appeared, and a phoenix flew up from the ground.

"Do you all have the Phoenix Scroll?" Isabella tilted her head and asked provocatively, "In my place, even resurrection will get you beaten!"

The four people who were farther away found that now was a good time to attack together, so they didn't say anything and released magic seals one after another. There were light magic, water magic, and wood magic, which attacked Isabella from the sides.

After being resurrected, the four people immediately took out the primary teleportation scroll...

Isabella was genuinely struck by the tacit understanding between them.

Isabella released a space vortex, and any attack was sucked into the vortex...

At the same time, Isabella's eyes were sharp as she released twelve mid-level magic swords.

歘!

Twelve intermediate-level magic swords flew back and forth in the night.

The bodies of eight high-level magicians were pierced...

"Who is not afraid of death?"

After everything calmed down, Isabella stood in the void and questioned dozens of intermediate magicians farther away with a contemptuous tone.