The dragon roared and swung its saboteur blade at the angel, and this time the angel with the weapon in his hand easily blocked the attack. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The instant saboteur slashed the blade of the two blades in contact, and was actually hit by a huge gap in the hook and sickle sword in the angel's hand, and the four-winged angel took advantage of the condensation of the dragon's attack, and quickly swung the weapon on the dragon's body, drawing a huge cross, and the little void generated by the collision of the two forces made the wound gradually increase.

The dragon swung the nearly broken Saboteur Slash in his hand, and then gathered more dark energy and poured into the sword, filling the gap in the sword, but the dark energy could not fill the pothole wound on the dragon's body. After filling the sword, the dragon continued to attack the angel, and the attack was disorganized, and was repeatedly blocked by the angel's strange blade, and after each attack, there were several more wounds on the body, but fortunately it had no effect on the battle.

As time passed, the wounds on the dragon's body finally began to affect his attacks, and several huge scars appeared on the angel's body at this time, and the blue liquid slowly flowed out of its body, flowing through his naked lower body, and slowly falling from under his feet.

The dragon gradually increased its strength to the point where it could hurt the angels in as many as several attacks, and the dragon consumed an unusually large amount of soul energy while absorbing and improving its dark power in such a large amount, and the soul crystal under my feet finally began to dim slowly not long ago.

The dragon and the four-winged angel both suffered great damage, but the angel's state was relatively better than the dragon, but the angel seemed more impatient than the dragon at this time, and began to slowly shift from a defensive state to an active offensive state. Even in the end, he began to abandon his defense and attack with all his might.

Cardinal Numat landed next to the lich Legiston at some point, and the two of them did not speak, nor did they look at Kempton, who was depressed behind them, but quietly watched the battle in the sky.

Finally, when he saw the four-winged angel give up his defense, the lich Legiston said to the cardinal next to him: "It seems that this time you lost again, almost all the background of the Sandru family is on this dragon, even if you destroy their family and capture their family head for so many generations, it seems that you have not obtained too much core things." ”

The cardinal archbishop did not speak after listening, but quietly watched the battle situation that was about to become clear.

The four-winged angel began to stop attacking, the dragon instigated its tattered wings and barely flew in the air to confront it, and when he saw the angel stop attacking, he wanted to attack immediately, but as soon as the angel stretched out his hand, the dragon quickly dispersed the saboteur blade in his hand, and the black energy in the sky quickly returned to the dragon's body, and there was no gap in the entire dragon's wrap.

I couldn't sense the outside in this black energy package, but the strange voice of the angel still reached the dragon's body.

"Lowly reptile, it is your honor to be able to die in the light of the gods like this, and if you are lucky, I can't cut you into pieces with a sword and meet the judgment! Purification, Holy Flame. The four-winged angel's whole body became transparent, and his gradually disappearing body left only a white magnolia flower, which gently landed on the body of the giant dragon surrounded by black energy.

In an instant, the entire dragon's body was enveloped in white flames.

This time, it is no longer the collision of two energies to produce a void, but this white flame, which is burning frantically with black energy as fuel, but the black energy is powerless.

At this time, under the belly of the dragon, a melodious and majestic dragon roar came out from the darkness that I couldn't perceive, and my fragile body flew up directly and hit the ** above. Then I felt that part of the soul in the dragon's body was pressed back into my soul sea, and I lost that clear sense of control over the dragon's body, and the energy transmission of the soul spar also stopped.

With this dragon groan, I only felt a myriad of pure black energy begin to approach me, it was different from the aggressive and erosive black energy before, but it was darker and richer than it was, and these froze around me, and then a strange energy stance held me up, completely enveloping me, like the Lich's shield before.

Then I was astonished to see the thick black shield suddenly protruding from me, but before they could touch me, they had already retracted, and my soul relaxed.

A moment later I felt a slight jolt, and the thick black shield slowly opened in front of me.

I saw flashes of blue-black energy jumping around me, and even if I came into contact with it once in a while, it didn't hurt me.

The black shield slowly opened up into a huge arc beneath me, like a human bowl in it, and then contracted around me and wrapped me again, except that this time in addition to me, there was a lot of harmless blue and black energy that had jumped outside before.

The black shield flowed through my body and contracted slowly, finally into my chest, sending out several black ribbons around my ribs, and I could see them swaying in my ribcage through the gaps in my ribs outside.

Only then did I see a cloud of blue crystal shards scattered around me, and a huge crater behind it, in which there were hundreds of different animal corpses, exuding a slight spiritual coercion.

I looked up and saw that the castle was gone, and there were only large ruins around it, and I didn't know what kind of pieces had become of the studio, the kitchen, and the mirror that I could see myself.

The crystal fragments in this place should be crystal tables, but I don't know how they were broken, surrounded by dozens of humans in white clothes lying on the ground, soulless and with white flames burning on their bodies, it seems that they are dead.

Speaking of summoners, he didn't reply to the soul messages I sent him, so I tried to feel his soul and found him squatting on the ground in a corner, shivering with drops of water on his face.

In front of him lay a human covered in blood, the same soulless and burning white flames, apparently the human known as Grandpa.

"He's dead", I sent a soul message to the summoner, and when the summoner heard it, a large number of water droplets continued to pour out of his eyes, and the originally small wail suddenly became louder, just like what I saw when I first came to the human world.

I felt a deep sadness in his soul, and then I suddenly became sad too, and I always felt that I should say something, but I didn't know what to say.

The summoner suddenly rose to his feet and hugged me, the force nearly snapping my spine, and my skull tilted back and looked up at the sky. summon

The moment the caller held me, a dark force began to seep into my body from the surface of his body, and then the black sphere in my chest attached a thin film between me and the summoner, blocking this dark power.

In a split second, the dark force sliced my ribs thin. Did the summoner master some new abilities?

But I didn't feel his hostility, probably not on purpose.

Two powerful forces approached in the distance, and I couldn't move the summoner holding the droplets, and even if I could, I wouldn't be able to defeat them.

One is Legstone the Lich, and the other is Cardinal Numat. The two lichs who seemed to be enemies of each other and the humans seemed to get along quite well, and they didn't tear their faces and bite them in public.

Martyrstone looked at the black film in front of me, and the summoner holding me with droplets, looked around again, and turned to the cardinal archbishop to say something. Without the dragon body as an intermediary, I couldn't understand human language.

At this time, the summoner suddenly sent a soul message, which turned out to be a conversation between the two of them.

"These Inquisition people wear white when they go out now? Padmore seems to have higher requirements for the image of the Holy See of Light. You are still the same to do whatever it takes to get there. It seems that this little girl is the last generation of the Sandru family, but who put this curse on her, how can someone who is not from the Sandru family have this curse," said the lich Ray Guston.

"It's probably the branch that is wandering outside, and it's hard to find and teach some of the talented ones, or they won't even be able to use this castle, probably that person. In order to break this curse, we have even invited the projection of the Lord of Light to come down, and it is an honor to see this curse. This was Numat's respectful reply.

"Then that's it this time, I took the little girl and the little skeleton away, you also saw that the little girl was frightened by the Holy See of Light, she definitely won't go with you, besides, I'm still here." The Lich Grimstone said lightly.

"Yes, respected teacher, you are a strong man and have the qualifications to put forward any conditions." Cardinal Numat bowed respectfully, then turned back and lifted the decadent Kempton away, and the scattered crusaders and some scattered other papal personnel also left with the two of them. All that left this messy battlefield was the ruins of the walls and the flying ashes of fireworks flying in the sky.

"Little girl, don't cry, I know you're sending a soul message to this little skeleton." As soon as the summoner's message came to an abrupt end, she looked up and had an exchange with Lieguston, the content of which I don't know.

Regstone then took all the corpses from the pit in the basement, and I wondered where to put so many huge corpses.

Later, the summoner dragged her grandfather into the pit, and when I saw his struggle, I tried to help him, but Rigstone reached out to stop me, and then buried the whole crater. The summoner slammed his head three times on the edge of the pit with droplets, then led me back the way I came.

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