Chapter 202: The Man Closest to God
"Now that the Dark Lord has been reborn, I'm afraid this boy is of little use to you. Why don't you sell us a favor and give him to us, and after tonight, we can guarantee that the wizards of the East will never interfere in the war between you and the Order of the Phoenix. Dong Zhen subtly said to Voldemort, hoping to use the power of the Eastern wizard to avoid tonight's battle.
"Huh." A grim smile tugged at the corners of Voldemort's mouth, and there was a hint of playfulness in his scarlet pupils.
"What are you? It is also worthy of negotiating terms with the master. A cloaked Death Eater said with contempt, "Master, allow me to take a step and let these so-called visitors from the East sober up and understand their current situation. β
Voldemort bowed slightly, "McNeil, be careful with your words, and be sure to show our tolerance to your guests." β
Being named by Voldemort himself, McNeil was obviously very excited, and in order to show his heroic side, he faced the five people in the sky and stepped forward unprepared, "fainting." A stun spell flew directly towards Yang Fan.
The red light flashed, the sword light was slightly cold, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, the hilt of the sword in Han Yi's hand was slightly unsheathed, and under the regular vibration, the spell above the sky was neatly cut into afterglow.
Voldemort's eyes showed a look of interest, although this spell seemed to him to be too weak in speed and power, but this person was able to break the spell so decisively and efficiently, obviously, the five people in front of him seemed to have some strength.
As if sensing the strange atmosphere of the Death Eaters around him, McNeill was a little breathless, and his wand was pointed in the air, "Avada suo!" "Drill the heart and cut the bones." "Broken bones," "quick imprisonment", "all petrified." Countless offensive spells flew into the air for the five people, and above the sky, spells of various colors pierced the night.
Beichen Ke stretched out his arm, in the void, a green longbow appeared, his ears gradually formed a sharp shape, his skin was pale, his eyes were sharp, the longbow was facing the sky, an arrow shot into the air, and in the next second, countless virtual emerald green light arrows fell like a meteor shower. Enveloping the area where the five people were, the countless spells that flew out were completely absorbed by the light curtain.
C-level skills of elven blood, guarding the rain of arrows.
Looking at McNeill below, a trace of red light burst out from Beichen Ke's pale pupils. The green longbow was surrounded by electric light, and a long arrow wrapped in pure blue lightning appeared on the bow, and the muscles of both arms were slightly bulging, pulling the bow, drawing the arrow, and above the sky, an arrow of energy carrying a terrifying electric paddle flew out.
McNeil's pupils shrank, and the two defensive skills of "Armor Protection," "Obstacles," were cast. The lightning bolt struck all the way through the air, and thunder and lightning were intertwined around it, and in the air, a huge roar sounded sideways.
Under the effect of natural speed and amplification, the agility and strength of this arrow have been terrifyingly improved, at the cost of consuming life force, stimulating one's muscles with the power of thunder and lightning, too much electricity will hurt the character's body at the same time, causing a certain amount of impact damage to oneself.
The bolt of lightning struck the spell in front of McNeill without any suspense, without the slightest hindrance, penetrating the defensive spell in the air, and in the sound of the breaking, the effect of penetrating the armor body again, the dual effect of demon breaking and armor piercing, is a deadly threat to any defensive skill. A flash of fear flashed in McNeil's pupils, he didn't expect that several so-called Eastern wizards were so powerful, and just a slight move would put his life at risk.
A slight hint of anger appeared in Voldemort's eyes, and he was about to raise his hand, but the closed-eyed young man standing beside him pointed his finger at the lightning arrow. The sound of the explosion in the air suddenly faded like that of a mime, and the next moment, completely disappeared in front of McNeil.
The Nordic team, among the reincarnators, there is always some inexplicable induction, looking at the three people standing beside Voldemort, Yang Fan's face gradually gloomy.
Nodding to Dong Zhen and the others, Yang Fan showed a light and cruel smile on his face, "It seems that Lord Dark Lord is not ready to negotiate peacefully, very good, today is the day of your rebirth, we Eastern wizards, naturally we want to prepare a big gift for you, I hope you can enjoy your life." β
Raising his hand, three pitch-black cone-shaped objects screamed into the air.
In the next second, the five people in the air slowly disappeared into mid-air.
Voldemort suddenly had a hint of danger, as if something he couldn't grasp was about to appear.
Above the sky, three pitch-black cones with long tails of flames suddenly flashed.
The closed-eyed young man standing beside Voldemort had a slight look of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
Above the Riddle cemetery, countless spells, lines, and words suddenly appeared, and these runes seemed to emerge from the void, constantly flowing and disappearing, and in the blink of an eye, they had formed a huge star map.
The star map is like the birth of the Milky Way, with countless galaxies rotating and intertwined, and pure blue stars shining brightly in them.
Moments before the canopy formed, three pitch-black objects suddenly exploded in the sky without warning.
No one can describe the splendor of this moment, as if dozens of suns rose between heaven and earth at the same time, and an incomparably brilliant burst of light suddenly appeared, occupying everyone's entire field of vision in an instant.
The light, dozens of times more intense than the glorious beings, rushed into everyone's eyes without any hindrance.
The light, a huge brilliance thousands of times stronger than the sun's radiance, illuminates every space within a radius of 100 miles without any concealment.
Light, endless; Light fills every space.
For a time, everyone's field of vision, up and down, front and back, left and right, was full of endless light. Everyone seems to be in the boundless sea of light, and even has the illusion that they are penetrated by the light and become as transparent as crystal.
The clouds reflected an eerie blue-green light, and the core of the nuclear explosion glowed with a blazing white absolute light, pouring endless heat and light, as if the actual light penetrated the air distorted by the intense heat of the nuclear explosion, staining the sky and the earth into a dark golden yellow.
The explosion of three nuclear bombs translates into hundreds of millions of degrees of heat and endless light. Brilliant light explosions filled every space, wantonly pouring out the incomparable energy of the nuclear bomb explosion.
There is a difficult rhythm in the space, in the hot air, the star map above the cemetery is still dazzling, countless stars are born and destroyed, wave after wave of light of destruction, and the stars on the star map, the stars that are born and destroyed.
Below the star map, Voldemort and the others were still unharmed, watching the brilliant space explode in the sky above, as if they were in another world.
Freya sneered slightly, the Zhongzhou team is too naΓ―ve, so there is no means of technical content, and the man next to him, who is known as the closest to God, the owner of the bloodline of the Hatsugoku Golden Saint Seiya, is completely struggling like an ant.