Chapter Seventy-Four: The Old Smoking Gun Rescues

"It's ...... What?"

At that moment, it was as if the whole world was occupied by white, and not only ordinary people like Uejo Dangma, but even the angels lost their sight because of this extraordinary dazzling white light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white light gradually dimmed, and at the midpoint of everyone's attention, a white figure appeared in the spot.

He looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, the image of a human boy about 1.7 meters tall, his hair was pure white without the slightest variegation, it looked as if it were a whole, his pupils were purple and silver intertwined into the shape of a lotus, his face was flawless, his well-proportioned and muscular body was only wearing a black T-shirt and black over-the-knee shorts that could be found everywhere in roadside stalls, his hands and feet were bare, even if the sharp stones were stuck to his feet, his expression did not change at all.

To everyone, he did not feel like a human being, and it was impossible for human beings to achieve such perfection......

In fact, he is indeed not a human being, his official name is 'World Overseer' or 'Destroyer', who is specifically responsible for destroying the diseased worlds in the Great Universe to prevent the crisis from expanding, and is the embodiment of the will to destroy the Great Universe, and the human name is 'Night Soul'.

Fang Hong looked at his body, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts he should have.

The current Fang Hong is like an ordinary person who has never practiced, all the magic can no longer be used, the original flowing Yuan Power in the body, this kind of power that relies on magic has never appeared.

Without superhuman speed, without the power to move mountains and mountains, and without the magic that destroys the world, Fang Hong really didn't know what kind of mood to use to look at this new form of himself for a while.

What are you here for, is it to be funny, or are you going to rely on your face to handsome an angel, so that she will fall in love with me to death?

Fang Hong couldn't cry or laugh, he co-authored such a big battle, he just got such a thing out, and also, what about the 'World Overseer', I'm sorry!

What's going on with the magic I use?

"Fang Hongjun be careful!"

It was not the first time that Fang Hong had wandered on the battlefield, thanks to Mikoto Misaka's reminder, Fang Hong raised his eyes and saw that the angel who had recovered Klattil's appearance played a golden cross magic. When Fang Hong saw the magic coming, he subconsciously seemed to use the Demon Stick to block it, however, ......

"Nima, I'm all gone......

Fang Hong didn't care about his image anymore, an extremely standard lazy donkey rolled around and dodged the attack of the cross magic, and before he could stand up, a golden energy ball blasted towards Fang Hong's current location like a cannonball.

"Hold the grass, can you still do it? ”

Obviously, he couldn't continue to stop like this, there was no way, Fang Hong could only continue to look like he was and continue to roll...... Spear of the Holy Spirit, I get out of ...... Angel's Gate, I'm going to roll ......

Fang Hong is like a gopher, and the archangel is a whack-a-mole, and the two of them sing and ...... It's obviously a life-and-death battle, but being like this suddenly produces a strong sense of comedy.

"For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." ”

Archangel Klatir stopped what she was doing, she closed her eyes, and mourned slightly.

"What?"

Fang Hong could be regarded as having found an opportunity to end the constant rolling action, to be honest, rolling on the ground full of hard angular gravel paving, this kind of thing Fang Hong really didn't want to do a second time.

It's the third chapter of the Gospel of John, verse 16, which corresponds to the idea that magic should be great prophecy. "As the world's magic library, 'Intix' walked in through the black fog barrier at such a time, and almost at the moment of entering, the white nun easily changed her body with Steele who was on the linen.

It was obvious that it could be seen that Shang Tiao Dangma breathed a sigh of relief, after all, it was not a very fun thing to lie on the lap of a tall boy in the new era of killing Matt.

A girl's knee pillow is good!

"Great Prophecy!" Fang Hong was really stunned at this moment, you must know that although this magic was the first time Fang Hong had seen it, in many Western fantasy novels in China, the Great Prophecy Technique had been blown to a very powerful position, and it could almost be used to block and kill gods and Buddhas.

How could this not make Fang Hong's heart chuckle.

However, how could he interrupt her, Fang Hong was worried again, now he just had the divine body of 'Night Leaving Soul', the Yuan Force in his body was empty, and even his own spiritual costume 'Demon Stick' had disappeared, how could this be, could it be true that he really wanted to use his 'Qilin Arm' to beat people......

Besides, even if you want to play a set of 'friendship breaking boxing', you have to use your right hand, Fang Hong is not left-handed, and he doesn't need much strength when his left hand doesn't exercise often......

Wait, Fang Hong got up from the gravel and looked in the direction of Angel Klatir......

A golden eye hovered above the angel's head, the size of the eye was many times larger than that of the archangel, and around the eye, countless metal containers flew up, melted into liquid metal juice, centered on the eye, condensed into a blue-black iron plate.

There was the sound of footsteps in leather boots beside him, and Fang Hong looked sideways, it was Steele, the young man who killed Matt who dyed his good blonde hair red, this guy, without looking at what time it was, actually had a cigarette in his mouth.

"I said Steele, we don't know each other anymore, brother, can't I call you brother, when are you still smoking. ”

Steele is obviously only fourteen years old this year, although this guy has grown to two meters tall as if he had taken hormones, but he is indeed fourteen years old, the same age as Intix.

"Don't worry, for me a world without nicotine and tar is more terrible than hell. ”

At a young age, an old smoking gun, Steele snapped his index finger and thumb, lit a cluster of flames, took a beautiful puff, and spit out a smoke ring.

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Steele quickly gave out a magical name, and then took a few cards out of his pocket.

Steele is a rune mage, and like battle mages like Fang Heng and Divine Split, he is also one of the outliers among mages, a genius mage who uses the existing 24 rune words and 6 rune words of new power exclusive to Steele's own to fight.

Just like seventy percent of Fang Hong's entire strength was on the spirit suit 'Demon Stick', rune magicians like Steele were even more extreme, once there were no runes, they would really become lambs to the slaughter, after all, aliens were still not easy to mix.

"Forget it, whatever you want, it looks like I really have to learn the last article and ask for advice on 'Friendship Breaking Face Fist'. ”

Fang Hong shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and put on a relatively simple starting gesture of cannon fist.