Chapter 391

Raphael had already adjusted his fighting state, his chin was raised proudly, and his body suddenly turned into a lightning, with a whistling sound, like a sharp arrow piercing the white-haired man's body.

However, the moment the lightning came into contact with his body, it was like entering a pool of water, only causing ripples, and soon returned to calm, and Raphael also appeared in the place where he was originally.

Her head was stunned for a moment, and finally realized the meaning of Lin's previous words, and then adjusted her state again and attacked the white-haired man.

The white-haired man retreated quickly, looking at Raphael who had missed, as if he was relieved, and spoke in a high-handed and sarcastic tone,

"I thought you were out of control, but it turned out that the several fights were just because of good luck that they didn't trigger it?"

Seeing Raphael persevering in catching up, he easily dealt with it, staring at Raphael with sharp eyes to find her flaws, while also paying attention to whether Lin would suddenly attack.

As for the little girl, the Holy Healer, an assistant is useless under such a magic circle. At most, it will cause a little trouble when the Holy Light Shield takes effect.

Rin is right. The Corpse Demon Array is actually a scene-based mental illusion. It is not so troublesome to use it against a 20-level little magician.

It is just that after investigating Rin's record, for the sake of insurance, such a magic circle that can be used locally and is extremely fast and easy to set up was selected.

Rin's current range of activities is between the school and the palace. There is no opportunity to take action in the palace. The roads are full of people and it is very difficult. Only the academy is very suitable.

But Rin is more familiar with the academy than he is, and there are many strange things about her, so it is easy to be seen through by simply using illusions.

Moreover, the academy originally has high-level professionals, and there is little time to set up, so this method can only be adopted.

Dragging Rin into the illusion blurs the boundary between reality and illusion. Whether it is to use skills or props, it may be eroded by illusions at a certain moment, creating the illusion that you have been released.

The reason why Lin could distinguish it so quickly was mainly because the flame thorn trap was not a spell from this world. This magic circle seemed to be unable to recognize it. In order to create a reasonable illusion that would not be detected, it was still instinctively processing special effects.

It was indeed very dedicated, but the illusion created was completely a copycat.

Lin knew what her thorn trap looked like, and the strangeness and weirdness in it could be seen at a glance.

There were also some very awkward feelings that could prove that she had hallucinations, and being able to block the opponent's attack showed that the illusion was not effective all the time.

The white-haired man should be integrated with the formation, and could receive feedback from the formation and respond in coordination, but he stopped pretending after being exposed.

Since it was integrated, then finding the flaws in the formation was the key.

Thinking so, Lin once again channeled the magic power into the necklace. He didn't believe that it was an illusion every time. He would succeed once after trying a hundred times, right?

The white-haired man was also betting on an opportunity to kill Raphael directly, and seize the moment when she was hit by the illusion and had no defense to defeat her.

In order to seize this opportunity, he held his breath, shook his swords with both hands, and then swung his two swords into a residual image.

The next second. The sword light around Rafael was like bamboo leaves blown by the wind, densely packed all over the sky.

Rafael subconsciously poured magic power into the magic sword, and held it horizontally in front of him. The lightning burst out from the sword body, scattered everywhere and finally formed a lightning shield to wrap him in it.

In the eyes of the white-haired man, the virtual scene flashed by, and then turned into reality. In the pupils, Rafael just raised the sword, like a child waving a branch to block a tiger.

"Found it!"

He was ecstatic in his heart, and seized the perfect opportunity to throw a fatal sword at Rafael.

"Holy Light Shield."

At the same time as the light of the Holy Light Shield sounded, there was also a buzzing sound from the Miracle Sword. The white sword light was blocked by the magic circle within a certain range and could not pass through the illusion.

But the power brought by the beam of light collided with the white-haired man's full-strength sword.

In the dazzling white light, the white-haired man secretly said that he was unlucky. This time, this kid didn't trigger the illusion.

Fortunately, the hasty assistance did not unleash the greatest power of the Miracle Sword, but only blocked most of his skills.

Everything happened in a flash. The sword broke the power of the Miracle Sword, and then shattered the Holy Light Shield, and collided with the sword in Raphael's hand. Although the power was strong, it was just blocked by her.

But at this moment, the white-haired man was thrown back by the power of the Miracle Sword and the sword force, and he threw out another sword. It didn't have the strong power of the previous one, but it was just as fierce.

A smug smile appeared on his lips, and he was about to shout, "You didn't expect that I could perform it twice in a row."

But the smile on his lips finally froze on his face, because a piece of inconspicuous rune-carved ornament hanging on Rafael's waist suddenly lit up, and a golden cover instantly covered Rafael's whole body.

The sword's power this time was not as strong as the first time, and the cover just shook slightly and then did not move at all.

Rafael patted the small ornament on his waist: "Ah, it turns out that the defensive barrier is still effective, fortunately it's okay."

"Defensive magic device, passive?"

The white-haired man's eyes were twitching, staring at the magic device on Rafael's waist, and he was about to explode with anger.

Originally, the hunting plan was sound. It would be fine if a Thunder Sword Master came in. He could just kill her and take her sword for himself.

In the Corpse Demon Formation, as long as his level was not over 50, he was invincible.

I never expected that this guy was a damn rich man. Not only did he have a defensive magic device, but it was also a higher-level passive trigger automatic protection magic device.

Seeing that the other party was staring at her magic device, Raphael smiled generously: "Don't worry, my magic device is full of magic energy. With your level, it's no problem to stop you for another ten minutes."

At this time, Lin's voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Ten minutes? No way, you didn't steal the treasury of the Meteor Empire."

Raphael was immediately furious, staring at the opponent with vigilance and said: "It's just my family's heirloom! What's the point of stealing? Do you think my dignified Sword Saint and Thunder Sword Master would do such a thing! Bah! Only this black-hearted Saint Son can do it."

If it weren't for this thing, how could the Thunder Sword Master chase two death-telling disciples of more than 50 levels, and the other party couldn't do anything to her.

As for the last attack in the arena, unfortunately, the magic device was charging and she was too lazy to stuff it into the space, so she made such a fool of herself.

Every failure makes you wiser, of course you have to carry it with you.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your bickering."

The white-haired man's expression was no longer careless. The two swords returned to his open palms, and his tone was still arrogant.

"I'm going to get serious. I will kill you in three minutes."

"Where do you get your confidence from? Isn't the formation going to be dissolved in three minutes? Otherwise, you should learn how to speak harshly before you pretend?"

Lin's level of irritating people is the best in the world. His words almost made the white-haired man choke and glared at him fiercely.

"In three minutes, you will be dead. I said that even the goddess can't stop it."

"Don't say three minutes, three minutes. You don't have three minutes."

Lin said, picked up the Sword of Miracles, and began to chant magic.

As long as someone is holding back, illusions are not that difficult to solve.

Anyway, triggering an illusion is equivalent to not releasing a skill, and there will be no loss of magic power and no cooling time. Just do it again and it's done. You can always release it successfully once.

However, he was lucky this time. The halo and magic pattern of the ultimate skill Starburst had already appeared.

This was also an illusion skill that was not in this world and was difficult to forge. Just by looking at the prototype, Rin knew that he had successfully released it.

The ultimate skill was aimed at the corpse that was farthest from him among the five corpses, and had always been behind the white-haired man.

That was the center of the formation, and also the weakest place. If it were a fairy tale, it should be called the eye of the formation.

He had studied magic formations, although he only had a superficial understanding of them.

Qi Yu told him very clearly that to identify the center of the magic formation, the first thing to do was to rely on experience. After all, there were only a few magic formations, and even if the center changed back and forth, there were only a few places to choose from.

The second thing was to identify the flow of magic power. The magic formation used the conduction and flow of magic power between the patterns to stimulate abilities, and the magic lines eventually flowed to the center of the formation.

The more powerful the magic formation, the more magic patterns there were and the more complicated the flow was. Let’s not talk about the physical professions that were originally weak in distinguishing magic power, just say that for magicians, facing these patterns was like a junior high school student looking at a university electrical diagram.

Once the fight begins, the magic power carried by the skill will also interfere with the magic power, so it is even more difficult to judge.

It is better to kill the person who released the magic circle directly than to have such trouble.

Fortunately, the characteristics of the corpse ghost array are very obvious, and the problem lies in the five corpses.

Moreover, this is a regular pentagon, and the pattern of the magic array is quite clear. Even if you don’t need to observe it specially, you know that the center of the array is not where the white-haired man appeared before, then it is on a corpse.

Their fight was not fierce, and the hastily arranged array did not have so many tricks. Lin had already determined the location of the center of the array, and rushed forward with a big move.

Raphael was not stupid either. Relying on his invincible period, he rushed directly to the opponent.

The white-haired man had a bad premonition, silently calculated the success rate of his plan, and immediately chose to escape.

If you keep the green mountains, you will not worry about the lack of firewood. Those who must bet on this winning rate must be stupid.

So while Lin attacked the corpse and the magic array was only slightly vibrating and had not yet become disordered, the white-haired man did a few backflips and returned to the place where he appeared before.

The hilt of the sword struck in the air, and the hidden teleportation space appeared. He dropped one of the water swords, formed a shield, and then entered the space, slowly disappearing from the spot.

"Hmm? I thought he used some tricks when he appeared so brilliantly, but it turned out to be a round-trip teleportation card."

Rin touched his chin and stopped releasing his special move. He couldn't finish the shameful chanting after all.

"That guy has a lot of tricks, and he's actually quite dangerous."

After escaping from danger, Raphael's defensive barrier also disappeared, but he didn't relax at all, still in a fighting posture, fearing that the other party would come back with a surprise attack.

"I didn't even want the magic sword to escape. Well, it's a difficult target."

Rin walked towards the water sword that had returned to calm and pulled it up.

Raphael said disdainfully: "What kind of magic sword is it if it's not in the hands of a sword user? It can't exert its power at all. It's just like the magic sword used by an ordinary magic swordsman."

As he spoke, the unmanned corpse ghost formation also showed signs of fading.

Raphael's eyes changed, and he waited for Lin fiercely: "So why am I here!?"

"How should I know?"

Rin rolled her eyes: "Let me make it clear first, I didn't think of dragging you into a fight, you suddenly showed up."

"How could I run here from the meteorite?"

Raphael's chest rose and fell in anger: "I'm not in the Kingdom of Gioral now, bastard, send me back quickly!"

"Huh?" Lin curled her lips in disdain, "Didn't you always want to run away from home? You actually want to go back now with such a good opportunity? Sure enough, what you said before was all a lie."

"Little Lin, Sister Raphael, stop arguing, what's going on?"

Iris, who had been playing soy sauce, came to her senses and quickly pulled the two to stop the fight.

"Huh? Yes, you are right, you stinky thing!"

Raphael's eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Is this considered a case of finding something without any effort? She came all the way from the Meteor Empire, how could her mother still catch her?

Just as the corpse ghost formation was broken and the crisis was completely resolved, when Lin was relieved, a familiar light circle appeared under her feet again.

And then... the person disappeared again.

It came and went quickly like a tornado.

"Wait... Could it be..."

Rin calmed down and thought, her face changed, and suddenly thought of another possibility.

"Rafael, wild boar, come here, I call you, do you dare to answer?"

After muttering silently in her heart for a long time, Lin saw the same light circle in front of her, and Rafael with a confused face.

"Stinky! Soul! Light!"

The 38th Palm Is it not enough to have a brave man as a pet?

Ms. Selina, the Meteor Sword Saint, is already 40 years old this year.

She is not a natural sword saint, but a sword saint after the death of the old sword saint who participated in the Eden War.

Although she missed the Eden War because she did not stand at the center of the world stage at that time, she was one of the brightest stars in the entire continent in the following twenty years, when no heroes were born.

Selina, who had always been invincible in the same stage from her youth to her youth, was always noble and confident in the eyes of others, like a scorching sun, even a little burned.

The years did not leave many traces on her face, making the Meteor Sword Saint look like a mature queen of 28 years old.

At this moment, she did not have the bright rose-like smile on her face, but stared at her daughter with a sneer.

She had the same golden long hair as Rafael, with some light makeup, and the same blue eyes made the two of them look three or four points similar when standing together.

Rafael lowered his proud head when she looked at him, and his heart was trembling as he stared at the tip of his shoes.

If it were someone else, Miss Thunder Sword Master would not be afraid. No matter what the other party's identity was, she would dare to pick up the sword and poke a hole if she was really angry.

But her mother is the one she fears the most. Since she awakened the Thunder Sword Master when she was a child, she has been training her strictly day after day. Coupled with the aura of the Sword Saint, she is usually okay, but once she gets angry, she is quite scary.

She repeatedly requested Ms. Ophelia in the Holy Road City, but in the end, she was only delayed for a while and was still sent back to the Meteor Empire.

"You are an adult, your wings have grown hard, and you dare to run away from home, right?"

Selena threw out a cold sentence and scolded sternly; "If I hadn't asked someone to bring you back, would you have forgotten your mother's name?"

"No...no."