The wind bomb is not small. The violent wind stirred up snowflakes in the sky, and a trajectory visible to the naked eye appeared on the trajectory of the wind bomb. It is a phenomenon caused by the violent distortion of air that causes a local vacuum.

However, even Priest Eddard's intensively attacked Holy Light Missile failed to penetrate the necromancer's defenses, so how could the low-level spells attached to the Storm Ring work? The slight fluctuation of mana power didn't even attract the necromancer's special attention, but the next moment, the sudden acceleration of the figure made his thin face reveal irrepressible astonishment.

The paladin in front of him touched the trail of the wind visible to the naked eye, and his speed suddenly rose a step. She accelerated instantly, passing through the skeletal bombs blocked left and right in front of her, and easily completed the breakthrough. Then he immediately turned around and made a big whirlwind around the trajectory of the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he burst into the range of melee attacks.

- The paladins of Notos can harness the wind like this!

Notos is the god of the wind, and it's no surprise that his paladins are adept at keeping the wind out. But being able to control the wind in such a way really surprised the necromancer. The completely meaningless wind bomb just now was actually the purpose, which made the necromancer feel like he had been teased.

Silver-white swords fell with a blue-white wind. Spell protection shattered with a flicker, which was undoubtedly a paladin's magic breaking technique. The Strike of Light continued to fall, and the activated shield, which was the "final line of defense", immediately met it.

The Strike of the Light struck the Activation Shield, which began to fall after a moment of stalemate, as before. The powerful slash caused the Activation Shield to almost press down on the Necromancer's head, but unfortunately, the Activation Shield held on at the last minute, and the Strike of the Light still failed to break through the Activation Shield's defenses.

The necromancer smiled grimly, his thin face full of mockery. The activation shield is a treasure that he has spent a lot of effort and invested a lot of material and financial resources to complete, how could it be broken through so easily!

It raised its hand, its index finger pointing straight at the paladin who was close at hand. On the index finger, an emerald ring shines.

The cat plays the mouse because of absolute suppression, because of the winning ticket. And at the moment, the necromancer thinks that he has not yet reached the level of cat and mouse. Whether it is the paladin in front of him or the priest in the distance, they all have the strength to turn the tables, and a careless overturn in the gutter will outweigh the losses. Especially the long sword in the paladin's hand, the aura emanating from the blade made the undead extremely unpleasant. If you are slashed, you can imagine the pain caused by the positive energy that comes with washing the body! So the necromancer plans to shed a little blood and fight quickly!

The Emerald Ring stores a fifth-level attack spell. As long as it hits, even the paladin, who is known for his magic resistance, will not be spared. And now the distance is so close, it is impossible to miss, as long as it ......

The emerald ring is gradually blooming with brilliance, and the spells stored in it are ready to be unleashed. Just aim your finger a little more upwards at the paladin's eyebrows, and then pull the "trigger" in your heart......

The necromancer's thin face was stunned again, and his cloudy pupils reflected a scene he hadn't expected at all.

Exuding a silver-white glow, the power of the long sword to press down suddenly withdrew, and the activation shield uncontrollably lifted slightly. It was also between the upward lifts, the long sword slapped sideways, followed by an upward pick, and the activated shield as the last line of defense was instantly picked up. Then he felt that his vision was getting higher and higher, and for a time he could see his own back, and with it, there was a strong pain that seemed to throw his soul into a pan of oil and fry. Then the consciousness begins to dissipate, and everything returns to nothingness.

Fang Qiuling found a slightly clean place and sat down, taking a long breath.

Old Tom lay on his back with his stomach clutched, oblivious to the mud on the ground and the snow mixed with minced flesh and blood.

The evil head has been punished, and the spell is self-extricating. The pain in the internal organs began to subside immediately, but it would take some time before it completely calmed down.

The Pain Mark spell lasts for a long time, casually lasting for more than thirty minutes. And even if the spell is over, it will take about an hour for the pain in the abdominal organs to subside. If you encounter a weak and sick person, it is possible to faint and die of pain directly.

Fang Qiuling and Old Tom stopped and gasped for air, hoping that the discomfort in their bodies would pass as soon as possible. But the other two refused to sit down and take a rest.

Pastor Ed staggered around the village, looking room by room, trying to find the living villagers. But every time I open the door, some are just disappointed.

Miss Moghley gripped the Strike of Light in her hand, and even though the blade no longer shone brightly, she remained vigilant. At the same time, her gaze followed Pastor Eddard, and every time she saw Pastor Ed open the door and shake his head, her expression became more serious.

The village is indeed not big, but there are more than a dozen or twenty villagers in seven or eight houses combined. But there was no one at the moment. Considering that the undead who had just arrived in the village were hiding under the snow, the number of the two coincided with the height. What happened in the village, does this still need to be guessed?

After resting for a while, Fang Qiuling got up and walked towards Ms. Mogre.

"Thank you, Mr. Norn, for your help."

Seeing Fang Qiuling approaching, Ms. Mogre took the first step to thank her. She put the blow of Zhan Guang into the scabbard, and the two sides returned it to Fang Qiuling.

"You are polite...... Fang Qiuling also took the blow of Zhanguang with both hands, and then hung it on his waist, "Madam, you have obtained ...... The blessing of the wind? ”

The wall of wind that protects the body, the wind that wraps around the sword when it swings and slashes, these are all signs of the wind element's enlightenment. In other words, Lady Mogre should have completed elemental civilization and stepped into the Silver Rank.

"Yes. My Lord blessed me and gave me the power to slay the evil paths. ”

“……”

Fang Qiuling was silent.

Paladins are clergy, and self-training and self-breakthrough is certainly a way to improve their strength, but directly receiving the gift of the gods is also one of the ways to improve their strength. The more attention you get from the gods, the more power they bestow. Divine power can not only be transformed into daily divine magic, but also infiltrate the body bit by bit, strengthening the body. The strength will also increase.

Whether it is the success of self-training or the uplift of God's endowment, it is because of the charism in the philosophy of the clergy. It is not surprising that the words are full of praise to the gods.

Although Ms. Moghley has not been stuck at the peak of black iron for most of her life like Old Tom, her strength has been stagnant for almost a decade. Although the improvement of strength at this moment is inseparable from the blessing of the gods, these experiences also play an important role in breaking through the limit several times in a series of battles and hovering between life and death several times.

Elemental Civility is a prerequisite for entering the Silver Rank from the Black Iron Rank. In the game, elemental civilization is just a series of tasks, and after completing the tasks, you will enter the silver rank at once. But there is obviously no such task in the real world to complete, and self-exploration becomes the only way to go.

There is a lot of information in the library of Weiyang Palace on how to break through to the Black Iron Rank, and there are many descriptions and discussions of the predecessors of the Adventist about the breakthrough. But there's very little about elemental culture, or anything related to it. Some of those books Fang Qiuling has also read, and it can't be said that they are completely unhelpful, but they are helpful...... Hehe!

Fang Qiuling's purpose in asking questions was to gain some experience from Ms. Mogree's mouth, so that he could find his own path to elemental enlightenment. After all, he is currently at the peak of black iron, and the mountain of elemental civilization has stopped in front of him. You can't step into the silver rank without toppling this mountain. But there is no clue how to complete elemental civilization, what the steps are, and how to get started.

As soon as Ms. Mogre opened her mouth, she blamed the gods for the reason for her strength increase, so how could Fang Qiuling continue to speak? You can't ask her for advice on how to get the attention of the gods!

After being silent for a moment, Fang Qiuling had no choice but to change the topic.

“…… Ma'am," he said, gesturing to the cane held in the necromancer's waist, "his staff. The lighter one in verse 2. ”

Ms. Moghray's gaze then fell on the crutches. It wasn't that she hadn't dealt with wizards before, and she immediately understood what Fang Qiuling meant.

"Dark?"

"Yes. Necromancers usually hide more important things inside. ”

Ms. Moghley's gaze instantly sharpened. She stepped forward, apparently intending to pick up her crutches and take a look. But she had only taken a step before she stopped. The sharp gaze immediately turned to Fang Qiuling.

The sharp gaze was full of scrutiny, and Fang Qiuling knew what she meant without Ms. Mogree opening her mouth.

“…… How do I know, right? Fang Qiuling shrugged his shoulders, "I didn't fight against a necromancer before. If you play more, you will know. ”

Fact...... It is true, but Fang Qiuling is not looking for trouble with the necromancer in reality, but in the game. The necromancer was killed, and then it was the "open corpse" to test the character. The dark grid in the crutches is also an opportunity to "open the corpse", how can you miss it!

Lady Mogray's eyes flickered, and she could tell that Fang Qiuling's words were indeed true. But even with the necromancer and the head, there are still some worries about approaching at will.

- What if this guy isn't dead and suddenly drops one when he gets closer?

Not only did Ms. Mogre have such concerns, but Fang Qiuling also had such concerns. However, Fang Qiuling preferred to believe in the characteristics of the "Undead Searchlight" of the Strike of Clarity. The "Undead Searchlight" had given accurate warnings more than once, and at the moment it had completely dimmed, and there was not the slightest light on the blade of the crystal - there should be no problem, but it is always wrong to be cautious!