Chapter 2486 Psalm

The huge disparity in size and strength made the Sphinx realize that hand-to-hand combat with the opponent is pure death, so he had to endure the pain and struggle to spread his wings into the air, trying to distance himself from the wild giant.

Can you escape?

How can it be!

Joan raised his head and let out a mouthful of "Bright Breath". The 30-level light magic power scorched the Sphinx's body to smoke, and his eyes were blinded by the strong light. A cry of horror and pain echoed over the desert.

"Atalante!"

Joan instantly casts the 4-ring "Wing Binding Technique", like a skilled orchestra conductor, remotely controls the invisible and flexible force field silk to bind the wings of the Sphinx tightly, and forcibly pulls the giant beast down from the sky Come.

The magic power of "Arcane Surge" was still in effect, and Joan still had time to cast the spell again, so he cast the 8-ring spell "Transform All Things" on the sand directly below the Sphinx.

In an instant, within a radius of 3000 feet, the soft sand turned into a solid steel plate with a thickness of more than one foot!

This is not enough!

The young mage endured the headaches caused by continuous high-intensity spellcasting and overdrawn concentration, and extracted the "power of myth", and cast his own 7-ring spell "advanced gravity well" on the tumbling sphinx, Forcing this behemoth, temporarily incapable of flying, to fall straight to the tempered ground with an acceleration of 64 times of gravity!

At the moment when he was concentrating on casting spells, Joan suddenly felt in a trance—it was that weird feeling that the flow of time was out of touch with the real world again!

Now Joan can be sure that the Sphinx is indeed good at some kind of ability to manipulate time, and this is likely to be a kind of mythical ability-at the moment of blurred consciousness, he vaguely sensed that the Sphinx is stimulating the "mythical ability" force".

Without hesitation, Joan activated "Swift Explosion" to compete for the initiative in the Sphinx's "Time Arena".

In the invisible and ubiquitous long river of time, the two magical powers that control the flow of time are chasing each other, trying to seize the "leader" of the time series and leave their opponents behind.

The chase with the flow of time as the track lasted about three seconds. The "swift burst" exhausted its magic power and could not continue, and Joan's consciousness became chaotic and blurred. He almost completed the "advanced gravity well" by instinct and muscle memory. "The last part of the spell-casting process—to be honest, he wasn't even sure if he had successfully cast the spell.

The roar in his ears made Qiao An wake up suddenly, and then he was relieved to find that the "advanced gravity well" was somehow created by himself in a state of near unconsciousness.

This is comparable to the divine operation of hitting a bat with a blindfolded bat, and luck accounts for a large part.

Sphinx spent too much energy in winning this race to seize the opportunity, and was delayed by Joan for at least three seconds. When he finally won with difficulty, he was already physically and mentally exhausted, and the time left for him to freely dispose was too short in the end Breaking free from the double shackles of "Wing Bound Technique" and "Advanced Gravity Well", he finally hit the tempered ground with his head smashed, his bones shattered, and his blood rushed!

Swish!

The blazing and dazzling light stream is like rolling waves, engulfing the mythical holy beast trapped deep in the center of the steel plate.

Joan added a mouthful of "Bright Breath" at the end, completely killed the dying Sphinx, and collected blood samples along the way.

It's a pity that when the Sphinx died, the "dimension killing field" created during his lifetime also collapsed. Joan was forcibly expelled from this demiplane before he could take out the "soul-binding bottle", and was automatically teleported back to the Chapel of Our Lady.

Maintaining the tall Humbaba form, Joan looked around the chapel and found that Rebecca, Mrs. Josephine, Master Heimdall, Professor Moriarty, Nightingale, Shen Ying and Tristan were all safe and sound, and they had been hanging for a long time. The restless heart finally fell back into my stomach.

The four legendary holy beasts, the mythical harpies "Happy" who are enemies of everyone, have turned into a bloody wreck. It is not difficult for Joan to see the scars of insect bites and wind blade cuts from the corpse.

After helping Mrs. Josephine kill Happy, Nightingale followed Joan's instructions and assisted Master Heimdall in dealing with the mythical hellhound "Cerberus".

This vicious dog no longer had the arrogance it had before. Two of its three heads had been blown off, and it was dying under the attack of Master Heimdall and Nightingale.

Also dying was Scylla who was under the siege of Rebecca, Shenying and Tristan. Two pairs of his six wolf heads were also torn off by Shenying, and the huge wounds exposed his internal organs, bloody and horrible.

Mrs. Josephine spread out her smoke-like wings made of countless blood mosquitoes, suspended under the dome of the chapel, did not take part in the battle, but silently watched the duel between Professor Moriarty and Betty's incarnation of the evil dragon "Colchis".

The three-eyed dragon Colchis is actually a "snake dragon", which belongs to the same subspecies as the "cold forest snake dragon" that Joan killed during his trip to the North Pole two years ago. A serpent without wings actually has more flexibility in flying than a real dragon with wings.

However, the dragon Betty turned into seems to have been deprived of many supernatural abilities including flying by some kind of spell cast by Professor Moriarty, and it seems to be clumsy.

Joan had reason to suspect that if Professor Moriarty hardened his heart, the Three-Eyed Demon Dragon would definitely not be able to survive now. However, he has been reluctant to kill him for a long time. I am afraid that there is still a little unforgettable factor.

Joan could see it, not to mention Mrs. Josephine.

The triangle formed by one man and two women involves emotional entanglements, perhaps the most complicated geometric relationship in the world. Joan, an outsider, can't help worrying about them when he sees it.

Just imagine, if one day you accidentally become the hero of the "love triangle", how will you sort out this complicated emotional entanglement?

Encountering a problem, Qiao An subconsciously pondered in the direction of "mathematical modeling", thinking that it might be possible to simplify the "love triangle" into a "three-body problem", and treat men and women in love as celestial bodies in the starry sky, and establish a differential equation Team up to solve this difficult problem about love...

Shaking his head gently, Joan dismissed these ridiculous thoughts in his mind.

No matter how unsophisticated he is, he also knows that "doing problems" alone cannot solve emotional entanglements, and he doesn't have the time to spare now.

In the chapel, the magic net suddenly became abnormally turbulent, creating an ethereal and melodious melody. There seemed to be an organ playing in the empty hall, and it seemed that a group of invisible choirs were singing in chorus.

Joan turned around to look at the source of the turbulent magic power, his eyes touched the corpse of the Sphinx, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Mythological energy emerges from this broken corpse, turning into a holy light full of vitality, reshaping the flesh and bones of the Sphinx, bringing him back to life in the solemn chant.

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