Catherine's actions inadvertently did Count Raphael a great favor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAfter Catherine absorbed the earth elemental magic, Count Raphael suddenly felt a lighter pressure.

"I really didn't expect that the chief Templar to have such a hand, I knew that it was ...... in the first place" After noticing the changes in the magical storm, Count Raphael quickly sensed the root cause of the changes.

In this case, it is an opportunity to teach the Holy See a lesson. The long-planned Count Raphael glanced at Bishop Olufi on the ground with ill will.

Under the unintentional alliance of Count Raphael and Catherine, the only thing that was still out of control at this time was the most violent fire magic element.

Count Raphael secretly recited a spell and pointed to the ground. Under his deliberate guidance, the furious fire elemental roared and pounced on Bishop Olufi, who was struggling to support him on the ground.

Seeing the ferocious fire elemental suddenly concentrating its strength on him, Bishop Olufei's golden eyes showed a panicked look for the first time, and he roared angrily: "Raphael, how dare you!"

As the fire elemental surged, the valuable scepter in Bishop Olufi's hand turned into powder, and the divine sanctuary also emitted the last light, and after a few struggles in the endless fire elemental, it was completely devoured, and only a few faint traces of holy light escaped into the air.

Under Bishop Olufi's disbelieving gaze, the hideous fire elemental broke through the last of his defenses, illuminating the silver mask on his face red.

Suddenly, as if the silver mask had been violated, it began to emit a dazzling silver holy light, and an unfathomable coercion burst out from the mask. Squeezed by coercion, the fire elemental that had completely enveloped Bishop Olufi suddenly compressed into a fiery snake when he approached him, burrowing into Bishop Olufei's body from his chest.

Bishop Olufi let out a scream of pain as the fiery serpents of the fire elemental crept into his body as he drifted off the ground. His entire body was distorted by the pain, and the skin of his body began to burst out with fire elementals, leaving huge scars on his body with each burst.

Finally, after all the fire elements turned into fire snakes in the magic storm and all entered Bishop Olufi's body, the silver holy light emitted by the silver mask on his face was accompanied by the red of the fire elemental, like the scorching sun at noon, which made it impossible to look at directly. When the light was at its peak, the silver mask drew a purple lightning bolt out of nowhere, and Bishop Olufei's body exploded under the lightning, turning into a blink of starlight and disappearing. With a "dang bang", the somewhat blackened silver mask that had been burned by the fire element fell to the ground......

As the fire elemental that made up the magical storm disappeared along with Bishop Olufi, and the earth elemental was absorbed by Catherine in the eye of the storm, the balance of the magical storm was completely broken. Count Raphael took this opportunity to suddenly increase his absorption of the elements of Feng Shui, and he also dreamed of breaking through to the Sanctuary in one fell swoop.

With the combined efforts of Count Raphael and Catherine, the magical storm that caused great damage finally subsided. Only five people from the former center of the storm survived.

Count Raphael and Catherine floated above the airship and looked at each other vigilantly, constantly absorbing the remaining magical elements around them, once the magic refining began, they must absorb all the surrounding magic elements before they could stop, and now it was up to him and Catherine to see who could complete the magic refining first.

After the fall of Bishop Alufi to his cunning, Catherine became Count Raphael's greatest rival. As for the three dying survivors on the already dilapidated floating airship, they simply did not take it into his eyes.

Having lost the last trace of his sword energy, Stowe returned to the sealed state in advance, and in the sense of Count Raphael, his aura was only level three at this time; the flamboyant bard was still lying motionless in the observation room, the only thing that was certain was that he was still alive; as for the little priest who appeared out of nowhere, he was busy on the deck of the airship and didn't know what he was depicting, and in the eyes of his master magician, it was really a teleportation magic array that was not very clever.

Perhaps the only thing that would make Count Raphael a little interested was whether the magic circle carved by the young priest into the wooden deck out of shards of magic steel would work. In his understanding, the magic circle must be written with a magic pen or magic ink with magic power to be effective, and if you just take something and draw it twice on the ground, it is really disrespectful to this vast and profound discipline.

Count Raphael and Catherine completed the magic tempering almost at the same time, and the two of them let out a long roar in unison, and the blue and earthy yellow light reflected each other, and the magical energy on their bodies began to rise continuously, tenth, eleventh, twelfth! Both of them actually broke through to the twelfth level. This is already the realm of the old butler Dean and the murderer Thomas Oakington, and even because of the superiority of the magician over the swordsman, they will have an overwhelming advantage while keeping a safe distance.

In comparison, Count Raphael's momentum was even better, he had already reached the peak of the twelfth level at this time, and he was only close to entering the Sanctuary and becoming a magician.

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit ......" Count Raphael sighed secretly, if he advanced to the Sanctuary, Rey III would also salute respectfully when he saw him, calling him a master. The powerhouses who can enter the Holy Realm in the current empire are only three people, and each of them has the strength to subvert the empire in an instant.

Although it was only one level different, there was a world of difference between the Holy Realm and the non-Sacred Realm. After entering the Sanctuary, he can comprehend the rules and use his own realm, and within his own realm he is a well-deserved god. The number between the Sanctuary and the non-Sanctuary can never be compensated, and any Sanctuary powerhouse can kill all the non-Sanctuary powerhouses within their own domain. The only one that can fight against the Sanctuary is the Sanctuary.

"Do you want to try it?" Count Raphael and Catherine met their eyes, and they both saw the eagerness in each other's eyes, and they couldn't help but want to try it when they had gained such great power for the first time. But under mutual scruples, and unwilling to go to war directly, looking for a poor scapegoat is the best choice.

The two of them, who had reached a tacit understanding, invariably looked at the many mechanical chariot troops that had driven in.

"How's that?" Count Raphael tilted his head and gestured in the direction of the mechariot troops.

"It's okay, I've long seen those iron bumps unpleasant. Catherine smiled heartily, she was not like Martina, she had long been tired of the Holy See, and she had no psychological burden at all to destroy several of their mechanical chariots.

"How about seeing who destroys the most, then?" suggested Count Raphael.

"Just what I wanted. Catherine agreed without worry.