Although magic and magic are basically the same nature, they are both applications of magic, but there is a big difference between them.

Divine art is borrowed from the power of the gods, so its maximum power is largely determined by the believer's devotion to the gods, and secondarily related to the character level, attributes, and equipment bonuses.

And there is an upper limit to this piety...... The relationship between Beta and Waujin is good enough, and the borrowed 'Coin Blast' magic can only be used as regular damage magic, although it does good damage.

And Beta's real killer feature is still the magic missile.

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

So in this magic attack, Beta put in more than half of his mental power, and more than 100 magic missiles rose into the air, and then randomly smashed into a place ten meters away from him.

If it is enough to be frightened if the four skeletons smashed the light enchantment just now and the ground is shaking, then this magic explosion of more than a hundred pieces has turned the flat ground of the entire hall into a ravines and ravines that seem to have raged on a modern battlefield, except for a few very powerful skeletons who escaped the catastrophe, the other skeletons have all turned into bone fragments on the ground.

The remaining black knights, who were barely standing and embarrassed, were 'named' by Shirley one by one, she just pointed with her fingers, and a golden light shot out from her fingertips, and then the solid armor of these black knights was pierced, and then vaporized, leaving no scum behind.

"That's really ......" Givador's mouth twitched, and he looked around his empty surroundings in disbelief: "Are all spellcasters monsters?" ”

Whether Beta is a monster or not, Mavis doesn't know, but she knows a little, if she has such strength, in Sicilian City, who would dare to bully her?

Thinking of this, she set her eyes on Shirley, a beautiful and powerful woman who became her idol at this moment. The previous idea of wanting to cut through Shirley's beautiful face is completely gone.

The head of the Fashu family walked up to Beta and cautiously asked, "Now that there are no more undead creatures, we should be safe." ”

This was the expectation of the head of the Fashu family, as well as the expectations of the other two.

"Safety, 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 is not daylight, the enchantment that traps us here will keep summoning undead creatures out." ”

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

As if to confirm what Beta said, in the impenetrable black fog where the sun shines, dense red points of light appear again, and then the sound of bone fragments rubbing comes out, and a skeleton rushes out of the black fog.

"Be careful yourself, I'm going to collect four hundred gold coins."

Beta stood in front of the three of Givador, using coin bombardment magic to fight those more powerful undead creatures, and the weaker ones directly stabbed the soul fire with a golden sword.

Shirley, on the other hand, was standing still, constantly 'naming' undead creatures that knew how to attack from a distance, such as skeleton archers and skeleton mages.

This situation lasted for nearly an hour, although Beta and Shirley were very strong and cooperated very well, but after all, both of them played flesh and blood, and after an hour, the two of them began to feel tired, and gradually began to be a little overwhelmed.

From here on, there began to be weak skeletons that were 'missed', and Beta had no strength left to intercept them, and he focused more on dealing with those stronger undead creatures, such as giant skeletons and the like.

Four skeletons rushed past Beta, two of them facing the head of the Givador and Fashu families, while the other two, holding short battle axes that were rusty enough to barely make out the shape of their weapons, ran towards Mavis.

The three of them had the light shield that Beta had cast with the scroll, and Givador and Fashu were both professionals, and they had shields on them, and they killed the skeleton soldiers who were haunting them, and then they saw Mavis rolling around on the ground, and the two skeletons chased her and slashed, kicking and kicking.

Mavis let out a piercing scream, and Givador and Fashu rushed over, slashing over the two weak skeletons and lifting Mavis to her feet.

They thought that Mavis would be seriously injured even if she didn't die, but when they picked it up, they found that Mavis was just frightened, her face was a little ugly, and other than that, there was nothing abnormal, not even the skin was broken.

"I'm going to die, come and save me!" Thinking that he was still being attacked, he danced with his eyes closed.

Without hesitation, Givado slapped the other party's face, only to find that it had no effect, whether it was himself or Mavis, there was a layer of light shield on his body, and there was no way to cause any damage, let alone pain.

However, Mavis's face was still squirmed, and then she reacted, looking left and right at her body, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Beta and Shirley had cleared all the skeletons around the vicinity and reopened the Light Enchantment...... Now that the time has passed, the time when the dark energy was at its most powerful has passed.

However, because the statue of the underworld is still transmitting dark magic, Beta and the others have to wait until dawn to get out, and during this time, they must continue to fight against the undead creatures, but as time passes, 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 Hades, a large group of Pluto cultists were trapped in a black barrier.

Sophie glared angrily at Yarlin: "Archbishop, do you know what you're doing?" ”

"Of course I do." Arrin nodded, "I'm just trying to find a way to kill those four guys inside." ”

"You're causing a sectarian war." Sophie slapped the enchantment, her heart full of worry and anger at Arrin: "Beta is the Pope of the Temple of Waukin. ”

Yarlin touched his bald head: "It's just a pope of a small sect, it's not a big deal, just kill it." ”

Sophie hated in her heart, she hated why she had invited Beta over, she hated why she hadn't seen through Yarlin's vicious thoughts.

Yarlin looked at Sophie, and then smiled: "Sophie, in fact, you are not too good to Beta at all, he is the pope of another religion, and you, sooner or later, will become an archbishop, you have that talent, you should not be delayed by Beta." ”

"By the way, if Beta gets lucky enough to come out of it, you can tell me a ......" Yarlin's body lit up with a translucent magical light: "If he doesn't die this time, he will be eligible to join our Blind Eye organization." ”

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