"The more you fight for something, the faster you lose." Morgan trampled on the soft lawn, and she felt very comfortable, but of course completely ignoring her opponent's words was the best way to explain the truth. Morgan tries to make her assigned opponent a priority if she wants to worry about her accomplices.

"Hawkers,Although it's extremely uncomfortable to be in a group with you.,But I'm afraid of something.,Not to mention being paralyzing and carelessly letting you do whatever you want." Ueno shook her long hair, her eyes fixed on Morgan against the background of the vast grassland, the eldest of the witches became her opponent at this moment, as she saw it.

Dark incense doesn't know why she was assigned to the weakest third child who may be the weakest, although she is only one person, but

"Nothing can be done, which makes you very helpless? Why don't you try to attack it? If you think too much, you might miss the opportunity, after all, your partner may be shivering in a corner somewhere, but my two older sisters are more fierce characters. If you don't talk about strength, if you just look at the cruelty of your heart, the person who was assigned to the second sister will be miserable, maybe "The witch swore to provoke, but was hit by the flame rays flying in the air with dark incense, and this ray that emitted a strong blue light burst out with power, brushing the witch's chattering face, and rushing directly to the distant blue sky behind.

"Your words, it's too much." Dark Fragrance lowered her left hand, which had emitted flames, and the palm of her white smoke was like Morgan's cheek, and it was flushed.

Instead of worrying about others, Dark Fragrance is now starting to really think about herself, as she said before, those of her companions are very smart people, at least in many ways, if they work together in pairs to fight the remaining enemies, there will be no greater danger. At least it's much better than the dark incense that angered the other party by participating in the battle alone.

Morgan retracted his smile, as if he had changed his skin. A cruel expression appeared on her cheeks, and the thoughts in her heart changed subtly, but they didn't let Dark Fragrance notice. A strong force was bursting out of the girl, who was younger than the dark incense, and almost at the same time as the dark incense that was perceived, the flames radiated outward from the two of them's bodies.

The two flames, emitting different colors, were like pouring oil towards the meadow scene in all directions, and both seemed to believe that the beginning of the battle was a confrontation of spiritual pressure, and neither wanted to lose, and at the same time they both trusted their companions completely and had no distractions. This power bursts out of faith, and the power of the original person is determined by its own will. After all, spiritual power is the embodiment of the scattered and mixed desires of thinking, and the so-called power is thinking and emotion. With the focused body flourishing there is not only anger against the enemy, but also a desire for victory.

I have to say that the witch's magical props made the right choice for this battle. It's not just the power, the two of them almost complete their companions. Morgan the Witch possesses a heat of fire that surpasses that of humans, even rivals the power of angels, and her fiery red is something that Dark Incense has never seen before, if one knows oneself well enough, of course. She's seen it a lot.

The confrontation of the flames of these two people has created countless vacuums in the entire space, and the places that were not real spaces in the first place were illuminated by the flames, and the front end of their strength contradicted each other like an open mirror, and the flames became like weapons. Like a beast, like some kind of abstract guard. They kept colliding and rubbing, and the sparks scattered and set the whole world on fire. The lawn is protected by magic, constantly burning, never withering, never diminishing.

Ten minutes later, a fresh breeze blew into the dark temple, and the breeze floated the veil-like curtains, and the entire building seemed to be filled with this qiē. The gust of wind seemed to have a mind of its own, and it went straight up to guò in any way and easily penetrated the tight and small position into the hanging garden on the upper level.

There, as he had always been, Cain watched the witches put forward a wonderful battle for themselves. As before, the battle in this screen has not changed much, and the entire battle space has suppressed an atmosphere of inability to resist, which is caused by both sides, but at the same time far beyond the consciousness of both sides when they fight.

"Nothing has changed, but" Cain, who was a little tired, seemed to yawn, it turned out that on the side of his throne stood a certain woman, she was tall, although this was not her true figure, but the face in human form was still very reminiscent of Lilith, the spider banshee. Cain looked at it and gestured to the servants of the gods around him, which seemed to ordinary people to have nothing to do with the door, but Lilith immediately understood.

The highest point of the castle has no so-called gates, and a qiē only passes guò a certain special enchantment pass guò here, unless forced to enter the cunzài. And at this moment, Lilith, who hurriedly turned around, realized how derelict she was, a plain white figure was already standing in the direction behind the throne, which should be the direction of the last person to defeat the witch, but at this moment stood a tall young woman with a masked face.

Her demeanor is light but dignified, her plain face is unrevealing but eye-catching, and so dazzling as the moonlight has been standing behind Cain and Lilith without being discovered, should it be said that it is bright or faint.

"Who are you?" Lilith, who rushed in the direction of the figure, exclaimed, but stopped, and not only Cain, who intervened to stop her. Lilith's advance was threatening, but this threat was oppressed by the other party's existence, and she relentlessly turned back into a terrifying and dangerous momentum. Therefore, the foxy female demon stopped, and she did not choose to rush towards the enemy who did not know the truth, and did not even try to look at her head-on.

"How can I understand your actions, even though you have helped my enemies, and yet you are still here, Lady Moon, Tratris?" Cain was only half of his head sideways, as if his body had turned into a dry bone, and he just didn't bother to look at her head-on.

Tratris's own appearance was no accident, but Cain's position as an enemy was all the more suspicious, as she thought. In a certain way, Cain and Tratris, who helped Dark Incense and others attack him, and Tratris, who was entrusted with conveying things, should be a kind of person. The witty lady felt the power of the ancient humans and said, "If I say I admire you, can that be a reason?" ”

"So my admirer, have you ever seen such a stalemate in battle, the girl you fancy unleashing her power wantonly, powerful and unstoppable, I don't know if it is exactly what you expect?" Cain was like a teacher who delivered a report card rather than an enemy, and he looked at Tratriss as he described the heroic appearance of the dark incense that was bursting into a new round of flames at this moment, and his expression was like that of a proud father for his daughter, but it was a fact that Cain did not have an angelic daughter.

"Ever since this child still pursued instinctive thinking battles, I still didn't think victory was in her hands, and the coin I forwarded was a relic rich in the spirits of ancient creatures, and although I didn't know how to get it, I couldn't use it if I knew where it came from. Perhaps my expectation is a selfish expectation that this child will have more insight than I can do to use the power of the coin correctly, rather than just making a rough decision based on feelings. ”

Lilith didn't understand Tlaterice's words because she didn't know the whole process, and Cain, who was watching Ueno and her companion the whole time, knew that what was going on in his deep brain at this moment was something that no one could understand. His thoughts may be like the flames of dark incense, bright and thorough, with light and hope, but they are hidden, with the power and possibility to destroy them.

Suddenly, the body of the dark incense in the picture moved, and her limbs twitched a little, from the beginning to the present, it has been more than ten minutes since the confrontation with the spiritual power of the monster-level Morgan, and it is impossible for an ordinary person to carry out the output of large energy in this not too long time, or it is not very realistic.

Sure enough, Morgan seemed to have increased his strength, and compared to the broadcast, Morgan saw the convulsions and discomfort of Dark Incense's body more clearly and intuitively than the broadcast. The monster-like girl smiled horribly, and if her voice was monitored, Darkincense's low moans and Morgan's laughter seemed to be audible.

Tratris had completely ignored Lilith, who was constantly on the lookout for her threat, even if she was a spider banshee, a covert slayer, she could still ignore it, because at this moment, Darkincense's body went limp, and powerful flames pounced on the girl who was in pain like a thick wall or a fierce tsunami.

Are you at the limit? The power of the angels has become a kind of torture at this moment, and the dark incense that wins by relying solely on strength has finally been terribly suppressed. But Tratris's shaking body still didn't want to believe what kind of person this Morgan was, why did the eldest of this witch gang have such a powerful power, even if he fought against the power of angels, this Morgan was still fanatical Suddenly, the fanatical expression on Morgan's face instantly woke up Tratris's mind.

"You found out too?" Cain seemed to be very happy, he pointed to the rampaging witch on the silver screen who was no less than the fanatical release of power like dark incense, and said, "Liya, this girl's original family was an evil nobleman, and they passed Liya to others after they fell, but before, they were the real ones who simulated the power of angels." Morgan is just a loser among the heirs of the power of angels, but her strength and emaciated body that she has endured so much pain make her special. Unlike other real yàn bodies, Morgan did not die because of failure, she became the real yàn body that survived after Liya in that family, even if she failed, even if it was a pseudo-force, but it burst out with a powerful power that was not inferior to the genuine product, and she almost reached her limit. ”

Just as Cain finished speaking, a terrible scene appeared on the screen, and the flames swept across the air, and they had no scruples about wrapping the thin body of Ueno Dark Incense, as if it was about to be torn to pieces.

Tratris screamed, the first time in the actual combat scene, although it was also a broadcast scream, Ueno Dark Xiang may have disappeared in front of her