The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable! Chapter 1596 - 454: Two Colins?

Very few platinum-level knights can hold off a purple crystal-level strong person for so long.

Even if this purple crystal-level strong person has only recently broken through, even if they are not skilled in direct combat as a "Spiritual Professional."

On the distant battlefield, the citizen cavalry of Campbell, under Theresa's leadership, charged fearlessly, moving as if in an uninhabited land!

And those thoroughly organized Campbell soldiers, equally inspired by the renewed sound of cannon fire, fought bravely.

The bandits wearing green turbans and the slave rats wielding stone throwing ropes launched wave after wave of fearless attacks, but eventually fell to the relentless volleys of gunfire.

Undoubtedly, this was earned through Erin's sacrifice.

This generation's holder of the "Light of Praise," like her predecessors, is worthy of the na of hero, just like the epic passed down for generations among the Campbell people—

The dukes of Campbell always step forward when their people need them most, fulfilling the vows and valor of knights!

With these courageous deeds, she has already forged her own legend! Even if she passes away at this mont, her soul will achieve eternity in the na of legend.

As long as there is one Campbell person left in this world, she won't truly "die" from this world...

The heroic knight finally exhausted the last bit of energy and fell, while at the sa ti a magic wand shining with golden light was raised.

Just as the latter was shocked that the "Light of Praise" could not only summon the ancestor's power to possess but also pull the ancestors from the graves, "Colin," bathed in Holy Light, had already chanted the first spell.

"Burning Fire—"

The brief chant completed in an instant, and the boiling flas surged like a torrent through the dark forest.

Rolandar didn't have ti to ponder what was happening, swiftly plucked the strings with his index finger, sending forth a semi-transparent ripple with a "clang!"

Spiritual magic is not only applicable to people but can also be used to dismantle already ford spells.

As soon as the raging fire touched the semi-transparent ripple, it crumbled like shattered glass!

"A re platinum-level spell trying to defeat , even if you summoned all your ancestors—"

His words were yet to finish when his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body transford into a shadow.

At the sa ti, from the shattered flas like glass shards, golden swords surged forward like phoenixes erging from their shells!

The unfathomable mage had not only chanted one spell, but cleverly used the flas as a decoy to hide the Holy Spear within the boiling light!

This too was a kind of illusion technique.

Only it was not woven from spiritual magic, but laid by human wisdom.

Yet he was ultimately a step short, narrowly avoided by the cunning Rolandar.

If this strike had hit, even if it couldn't kill the Chaos Chosen, it would surely inflict significant damage.

The purple crystal level is ultimately just a stronger transcendent and doesn't an they won't be reckless.

Not only purple crystal, even demigods have fallen by mortal hands, though the person then beca a new demigod.

Rolandar clearly understood the danger of the previous move, and his originally arrogant smile twisted again with embarrassnt.

"A re insect dares extend its claws towards ..."

Retreating several ters, he quickly plucked the strings with his index finger, sending forth scorching spiritual waves like tangible blades, racing towards the mysterious mage.

Colin didn't glance at them, his tense lips curling into a hint of a playful smile, then he crafted the third spell.

"Holy Judgnt!"

As soon as his words fell, the spiritual waves crashed into his chest, then passed through without any obstruction.

Rolandar's eyes widened in shock, evidently not anticipating his spiritual power attack would have no effect at all, passing straight through!

Even if he wasn't a living being but a summoned creature or an illusion, it couldn't be unaffected like this!

Before he could ponder the situation, the solemn Holy Light descended like a heavy punch from the sky, smashing into the spot he stood half a second ago!

"Boom—!"

The flat ground left a scorched deep pit!

Rolandar continued to rapidly strum the strings, watching in surprise the figure standing firm in the Holy Light.

Evidently, the Chaos Chosen, despite probing the depth of the "Light of Praise," remained clueless about the essence of its power.

It was not a presence summoned by magic, nor like any extraordinary power, but reached the essence of all miracles—

That is, the power of faith!

The being before him was not any individual from the Campbell family tree, but the incarnation of the spiritual totem of tens of thousands of Campbell people!

Though its strength is determined by Erin's power, the "Light of Praise" itself harbors the mythical seed that represents the Power of Demigod!

In other words, he is not fighting one person, but battling the myth in the hearts of all Campbell people!

It's unkillable!

But Rolandar was indeed a smart person, gradually realizing the body condensed by the Light of Praise was likely invincible, to destroy it ant having to kill Erin.

However, the "ancestor" was insightful, imdiately seeing through his thoughts.