"How dare you blaspheme, I will send you to the gallows. ”

Hilde's words fell, and a pure white cross condensed by holy power appeared behind Ning Fan out of thin air.

Several chains then floated out of the cross, tying him to the cross.

At the same time, the pure white holy power flame raged under Ning Fan's feet.

Looking at Ning Fan, who was still alive and well in the holy flame, Hilde's eyes were shocked, "This is a holy fire that can even burn the soul." ”

In the eyes of the magician, everything in the world, tangible and intangible, is made up of magical elements.

Like fire.

Magicians divide flames into three types, the first is mortal fire, as the name suggests, mortal fire.

Because this kind of flame has no magic power, basically any magician, no matter how high or low the rank, as long as he can control the magic power, can directly ignore the damage caused by mortal fire.

The second type is the fire with magical power, which is used by magicians to kill enemies and attack, and to cast magic such as fireballs.

In addition, there is also the most special and powerful flame - the soul fire.

Soul Fire does not damage the body, ignoring defenses and directly attacking the Soul Origin.

This kind of attack involving the soul level was not something that the original Hilde could perform.

But the current situation was completely unexpected by Hilde.

"Does he have no soul?"

Even Hilde himself didn't believe it, unless it was a puppet dead thing like a robot, even a vegetative person had a soul.

"Unless ......"

Thinking of something, Hilde's eyes panicked.

Unless his soul is strong enough to ignore the Holy Fire.

"But how is that possible?"

It is easy to cultivate oneself, but it is difficult to refine one's soul. Even the most soul-savvy ghost mages can't be so strong in their souls.

Ning Fan said with a hippie smile, "Are you using the master as a barbecue?"

When the holy flame burned, Ning Fan was startled, but then noticed that the holy flame had no temperature at all, so he was completely relieved.

As for the soul attack that Hilde pinned his hopes on, Ning Fan said that he didn't feel anything abnormal at all.

In the state of the god general, Ning Fan's true qi and body were all wrapped in divine power, and even his soul turned golden.

The attack of the holy fire was directly rejected by the divine power.

"Old fellow, it's my turn now. ”

In Ning Fan's cruel smile, the chains of holy power tied to his body broke one by one.

"Even if you ignore the flame, you're just a mortal after all. ”

Hilde's figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared beside Ning Fan.

The holy sword in his hand easily cut through Ning Fan's golden skin.

"Even the blood and bones are golden!"

Noticing the golden bones in the wound, Hilde looked at Ning Fan in disbelief and said impatiently, "What the hell are you?"

"I've said it a long time ago. Ye is the sun god, you still don't believe it. ”

At the same time as the words fell, Ning Fan punched Hilde in the abdomen.

Hilde, who flew upside down, steadied his body, and said with a cruel smile in the void, "With the power of angels, this seat is invincible." ”

With the angel descending, Hild has gone from being a fragile mage to a gorgeous warrior.

No matter how severe the injuries are, they will be healed by the Holy Force.

"Don't talk about it here. ”

A golden thread flashed, and Ning Fan disappeared in place.

Listening to the sound of ping-pong metal clashes, Alice's eyes were anxious.

can see her eyesight, but she can only see one white and one gold, and two streamers flying.

If it weren't for the sound of the blow and the huge contrast between the two color streamers, Alice wouldn't even know that there was a battle going on here.

One is possessed by the power of angels, and the other is possessed by the blood of the sun god.

The strength of the two of them at the moment has reached the pinnacle of the world.

Not to mention Alice, even her father Andrew came here, and he could only barely distinguish between the two sides of the war.

Only at the level of the Prince of the Blood Clan can he be qualified to really end a battle.

"Happy!"

Ning Fan had never enjoyed such a hearty battle.

In the first few times when he was in the state of a god general, the opponent either had no sense, or the difference in strength between the two sides was too large, and he couldn't enjoy the thrill of fighting at all.

Only now, when he met Hilde, who was also a non-human, did Ning Fan truly understand the strength of the god's state.

A casual punch can easily exceed the speed of sound, creating a milky white sonic boom cloud.

A slight dash acceleration can create a teleportation-like effect over a short distance.

Ning Fan, who was not good at cold weapons, did not conjure up a divine weapon against the enemy, and directly met it with a pair of iron fists.

Empty-handed against the white blade, Heard can be said to have taken advantage of it.

But the real situation is that the holy sword that can split mountains and seas can only cut a wound into the bone.

This kind of serious injury, which is fatal to ordinary people, is just a drizzle for Ning Fan, and the wound is healed in an instant.

This is the strength of the god's state, but Hilde, who has the power of angels, is also not weak.

Whether it is speed, strength, or attack, all of them are not inferior to Ning Fan.

The two intertwined at a speed that the human eye could not catch.

Every second, there must be at least a hundred collisions between the sword and the fist.

If someone gets involved in their battlefield, they will be cut to pieces by a wave of sharp qi before they get close to the center of the field. Even the blood has to evaporate.

Countless sonic boom clouds bloomed around the two of them on the battlefield, like fountains.

This spectacle attracted the citizens of New Yorkers underground to exclaim again and again.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, but the two didn't stop.

As long as this state is not lifted, the two have plenty of physical strength to go around to the end.

In the continuous attack, Ning Fan became more and more excited, and he finally understood what it meant to be an evenly matched opponent.

At this moment, victory or defeat is no longer important, Ning Fan completely uses Hilde as his test stone to test his true combat strength.

For Ning Fan, this is a feast of enjoying a battle,

But Heard didn't think so.

Despite being evenly matched at the moment, Hield is not a true fighter, and all of his attacks are based on superior physical fitness and no skilled fighting skills.

The most important thing is Hilde's will, he does not have the fighting spirit of a warrior who sees death as if he were home.

As a magician, Hilde became more and more frightened in this kind of head-to-head battle with no disadvantage.

The long-term lack of victory and defeat has begun to make him lose patience and start to feel weak.

"The projection of the angels can only last for half an hour at most. ”

Hilde also understood that Ning Fan's golden body state would not last long, otherwise he would not have been teased by himself before.

"Damn! I knew I had killed him. ”

Although he didn't know how Ning Fan's golden body form appeared, Hilde firmly believed that it was a passively triggered state.

(End of chapter)