Final Priesthood Chapter 383

Chapter 383 The doctor asked me to do less strenuous exercise

 “Buzz—”

At the top of the gray-white pyramid, countless transparent and invisible ripples spread out in all directions.

This is the aftermath of the collision of pure spiritual power, which has little impact on reality.

 But in the eyes of the few remaining living people in the field, their five senses were directly distorted.

 They looked towards the top of the pyramid.

 Can't see anything, just a blur.

"Um?"

Lu Yuan was a little surprised by the result of his giant sword divine weapon attack.

In his field of vision, what he saw was the golden giant sword on the door panel where his spiritual power was condensed, and the blade was hovering over the top of the gray-white pyramid.

　　against an invisible force of mottled colors.

This mottled invisible force enveloped the man in black robes at the top of the gray-white pyramid, like a huge barrier. Even after Lu Yuan tried several times, the giant sword and divine weapon could not penetrate it.

 There are two people left on the field now.

The man in black robe in the Pantheon revealed that his mental power fluctuated only at the seventh level.

Standing next to him, the man wearing a platinum mask is slightly stronger and has reached the eighth level.

 This is also the reason why Lu Yuan feels that the combat power of the eighth level peak is enough.

 But now it seems.

The other party seemed not as simple as he imagined.

 Lu Yuan let out a breath, and the giant sword divine weapon disappeared and then reappeared.

Surge of spiritual power surged out, and the golden giant sword the size of a door panel suddenly split into two.

  After raising [Magic Weapon] to lv2, each time it is activated, the number of spiritual power magic weapons Lu Yuan can condense has also been increased.

 The two huge golden swords on the door panel suddenly disappeared as his mind turned.

 Two distorted masses of light flashed and disappeared in the void.

 “Boom!”

Invisible ripple hurricane erupted at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and the Eleventh Throne wearing a platinum mask moved back with an expression of emotion.

The black-robed man in the Pantheon remained motionless, but the black crystal ball in his hand suddenly burst into unparalleled mottled brilliance. The black robe on his body seemed to be blown wildly by the wind, making a hunting sound, and the robe clung to his body. .

The sparkle in Lu Yuan's eyes kept flashing.

Each flash of light represents an attack and kill by the two giant swords and divine weapons against the black-robed man in the Pantheon.

There were waves in the sky at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and the terrifying aftermath of the collision of mental powers caused a phenomenon of rapid alternation of light and darkness, as if someone was constantly flipping a switch in this world.

  In the blurred intersection of illusion and reality, unspeakable horrors and murderous intentions are constantly emerging.

 After several attempts, Lu Yuan was still unable to break through the mottled barrier of the black-robed man's body.

 He could feel that the power of this barrier seemed to come from the will of many different evil gods.

This phenomenon is very strange.

It is like a person wearing a lot of amulets, such as Buddhist amulets, crosses, Taoist amulets, etc., but all of them can work.

 Think of the name of the organization Pantheon.

Lu Yuan began to have more and more intense curiosity about it.

“Different evil sects are mostly incompatible with each other, and there are even essential contradictions and conflicts between the teachings of many evil sects.”

 It is simply incredible that one person can sense the will of so many different ancient gods at the same time and still get along well with each other.

 “Buzz!”

Lu Yuan's thoughts were turning over in his mind, and he pointed a finger.

The two giant swords in the void suddenly gave up on the black-robed man in the Pantheon at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and instead slashed at another blond man wearing a platinum mask.

"ah!"

 The giant sword divine weapon slashed down with one shot.

The Eleventh Throne, which had retreated to the top edge of the pyramid, roared, and its blond hair like a lion's mane exploded.

The platinum light on his body bloomed, and then there was only a crisp "click" sound.

The platinum mask on his face has a clearly visible crack.

 Under the mask, the eyes that were originally just moved were now filled with deep uncertainty.

 The Eleventh Throne retreated wildly and directly exited the battlefield.

He seemed to want to say something more, but his eyes caught sight of the black-robed man from the Pantheon who had been hiding, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips alive.

He looked at the two of them coldly, but his fear of Lu Yuan was obviously much stronger.

 “Can't you kill this one?!”

Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown when he saw the blond man jumping around.

The platinum mask on his face blocked the attack of the giant sword divine weapon.

【Magic Weapon】This skill is overbearing, but when faced with an opponent with mental protection, it is not as invincible as imagined.

  After all, it is just an ordinary professional skill, not a core skill, nor is it a first-rate killer skill.

In fact, Lu Yuan felt that if he fired a few more [Magic Weapon] shots at the blond man, he might be able to successfully break through the opponent's mental protection.

 But the blond man's outburst just now made him feel the aura of Mosaicism in him.

Mosa

Thinking of the [Spear Bearer (Extraordinary)] panel that I urgently need to improve, and the other party shows an attitude of not wanting to get involved.

Lu Yuan stopped pursuing him and let the opponent go for the time being.

 “Chi Chi.”

At this time, at the top of the gray-white pyramid, the man in black robe who had been silent until now suddenly burst into strange laughter.

He raised his head slightly and touched his face with one hand.

 After taking off the palm, you can see drops of bright red blood flowing from the fingers.

obviously.

Lu Yuan had just been bombarded by a series of giant swords and divine weapons. Although he was protected by mysterious power, he was not without impact.

 But the man in black robe didn't seem to care at all.

Under the black robe, a gaze fell on Lu Yuan.

There was an indescribable intensity and joy in this gaze.

 “This is the guidance of the gods”

The man in black robe looked at the distance with a certain fanaticism in his words.

 “It was the gods who brought you to me.”

 “You will be thrown into the arms of the gods.”

 “Kneel down and listen to the sound of the wind, which is the whisper of the sky and the earth

 They are telling of the return of the gods, and you”

The man in black robe stretched out a hand, pointed far away along the road, and murmured in a low voice: "Destined to be by our side."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw the black-robed man talking nonsense.

 “Sick?”

 He gave up using the [Magic Weapon] and started to speed towards the man in black robe.

  If mental attacks are ineffective against the opponent.

　That's it

 Destroy it physically.

Lu Yuan took a breath and activated the [Grandmaster's Strength] at level 2.

Multiple sections of high-frequency vibrating muscles burst out with terrifying power and high temperature, and thick white gas spewed out from the pores all over his body.

His feet moved, stepping on a huge pit, and his whole body quickly rose up, rushing towards the top of the pyramid.

During the process, a large amount of platinum-colored Gang Qi surged out of his body, and three elephant gods with six arms condensed on top of his head.

He punched the man in black robes at the top of the pyramid, and the platinum dharma image tens of meters high behind him moved in sync with him.

In an instant, an indescribable violent force penetrated the air like a furious dragon, roaring and devouring the man in black robes.

With his current peak strength of the eighth level, with a little bit of skill attack, the lethality he can achieve is comparable to that of the ninth level.

 From the perspective of a bystander.

Lu Yuan punched out, and a thick air column with platinum ripples intertwined suddenly appeared between his fist and the man in black robe at the top of the pyramid.

This air pillar instantly penetrated the space and directly hit the man in black robe at the top of the pyramid.

  "Boom!"    The body of the man in black robes at the top of the pyramid exploded instantly.

Black pieces of cloth exploded all over the sky, but no flesh and blood was seen.

Lu Yuan had no expression on his face and directly punched back.

 “Boom!”

The sound of wind and thunder exploded, and the platinum air column fist wave jumped out like an angry dragon again.

"Snapped!"

But this time, the air pillar fist wave had not gone very far when it was gently crushed by a big sickle-hook-like hand.

 Someone exhales towards the road.

Suddenly, a strong wind of more than ten levels came up, blowing the white hair around Lu Yuan's ears flying. He put down his hand and squinted his eyes to look at the figure appearing in front of him.

 This is a strange creature over three meters tall.

His upper body is actually human, but his lower body has the claws of a tiger and leopard.

 His body is covered with bright red scales, and his face has fine hairs.

Four eyes, two horns spiraling upward on the top of the head, a pair of black bat flesh wings, a pair of white feather wings, and a pair of purple crystal wings on the back.

There are ferocious bone spurs on his joints, and he releases huge, majestic, yet chaotic and mixed power from all over his body.

His evil energy waves are as bright as the sun, distorting large areas of void.

 “Ninth level?!”

Lu Yuan looked at the strange creature in front of him with a little surprise in his eyes.

 This is obviously the man in black robe from before.

The other party's mental power is probably only at the seventh level, but now he is showing energy fluctuations at the ninth level.

Although it looks messy, it looks like it was piled up haphazardly like building blocks.

 But it was enough to surprise Lu Yuan.

The ninth level can already be regarded as the top combat power on this planet, and it is not something that can be piled up casually.

"Join us"

The black crystal ball is suspended on the chest of the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon. Several clusters of flames of different colors are burning quietly in it, blooming with light, reflecting various strange appearances on his face.

The four eyes of the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon were fixedly looking at Lu Yuan, and he gently called to Lu Yuan with both hands.

“All the gods are calling you, don't you hear it?”

Lu Yuan snorted lightly and turned around.

His whole body was covered with billowing white energy and he entered the "overloaded master" state. He kicked the air and threw the platinum dharma statue tens of meters high towards the opponent.

 “In the face of the mighty power of all gods, the power you have now is so weak and insignificant.”

The Holy Envoy of the Pantheon spoke softly and looked at Lu Yuan with a compassionate look.

He stretched out his hand, and beams of light of different colors were sprayed out from his hook-like fingers.

Each beam of light represents a completely different power of the evil god.

Ten beams of light intertwined and formed a terrifying energy network in front of Lu Yuan, strangling him fiercely.

Don't hide even if you are far away, just jump in directly.

Three-headed and six-armed Platinum Techniques kept punching forward. The air pillars rippled in circles, constantly colliding with the net in front of them.

Violent and dense explosions were heard in the void, and the aftermath of the collision occasionally leaked out and fell to the bottom, directly exploding a huge deep pit on the ground.

 The battle between the nearly nine levels was almost overwhelming this area.

 For bystanders who are not strong enough, it is even more of a disaster.

The Eleventh Throne of Mosa watched from a distance, with shock and horror on his face.

 He was extremely glad now that he had not said anything about Lu Yuan's timidity just now.

This organization called Pantheon is too mysterious.

He didn't take action against the guy who claimed to be the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon before because he felt that the other party's methods were mysterious. Even if his strength was one level higher than his, he might not be able to suppress the other party if he started fighting.

 That seems to be the case now.

The real strength of the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon is actually the ninth level!

Those intricate evil beams, any one of them, could easily seriously injure him.

so horrible.

This kind of strength, even in their Mosa, is probably only possessed by the top few thrones.

And God knows how many similar emissary-level figures there are in this organization called Pantheon.

“After returning this time, we must hold a throne meeting to thoroughly understand the origin of the Pantheon.”

The Eleventh Throne's thoughts turned quickly, and the light flashed in his eyes.

Here, after paying most of the price of the collapse of the Platinum Law, Lu Yuan finally broke through the strangulation of the evil god's beam and came to the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon.

The Dharma image dispersed far away, and the body with white energy surging was ignited with fire, and he punched out suddenly.

 At the same time, it attacks multiple vital locations such as the eyes, throat, and heart of the Angel of All Saints.

The latter was just an understatement. Waves of more powerful evil power emerged from the black crystal ball suspended on his chest, easily blocking the serial attacks from far away.

 “You have tried your best, but I haven't exerted my strength yet.”

The Holy Angel of All Thousands looked down at Lu Yuan, with a hint of pity on his face.

 “You are too weak now..”

 “You can definitely become stronger”

 “How can the power of mortals compete with the power of gods?”

"Give up resistance...let me be your guide"

The Holy Angel of All Thousands stretched out a hand, and as a cluster of dark cyan flames lit up in the black crystal ball, a sharp and unparalleled wind suddenly burst out from his five fingers.

The force of this strong wind easily tore apart the layers of force fields around Lu Yuan and was about to press it towards his forehead.

Lu Yuanyuan was unable to gain any momentum and kicked the All Saints Angel in the chest, causing a large burst of light to explode. However, he quickly retreated back with the force of the counter-shock.

 But as the fingers of the All-Sacred Angel slightly bent, a large amount of strong wind surged out from behind Lu Yuan.

The irresistible force of the wind directly offset Lu Yuan's retreating momentum, and then blew his body involuntarily toward the All-Thousand Divine Envoy.

The latter wanted to scratch Lu Yuan's forehead, but suddenly changed his mind and clenched his fingers into a fist and lightly tapped Lu Yuan's chest.

 “Bang!”

 The sky was filled with white gas and exploded.

 In the billowing white air, a figure quickly fell from the sky like a meteor, and slammed to the ground with a bang.

 Smashed the gray-white pyramid underneath half to the ground, and countless falling rocks rolled down.

Looking at the sky again, all that is left is the Divine Angel of All Thousands, suspended high in the sky like an evil sun, with a calm and indifferent expression.

 “Emperor?!”

When the Evil Martial Alliance and his party saw this scene, their faces all showed panic.

They want to rush to help, but in front of their opponents, they are as weak as ants on the ground.

 Let alone help, even if you get close, you can't do it at all.

 Some people are giving up, while others are desperate.

"it's over."

The Eleventh Throne, who was standing on one side and watching, flashed his eyes and thought silently in his heart.

 This result did not surprise him.

 He has now begun to think about what attitude he should adopt and how he should phrase his words when facing the All Saints Angel later.

 “When you wake up again.”

The Holy Angel of All Thousands spoke softly to the collapsed pyramid. While speaking, he slowly walked down from mid-air.

 “You will definitely thank me.”

Just as he was about to reach the top of the collapsed pyramid, there were dull sounds from underneath, and huge boulders rolled down.

Then.

 A low, depressed voice like muffled thunder came faintly from the cracks in the stone.

"do you know"

“The doctor said, let me recuperate”

 “Try to do as little strenuous exercise as possible”

 (End of this chapter)

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