Chapter 51: Show Your Talents
"Click!"
Raphael, with flowing blond hair, took the lead, and as soon as he stepped on his foot, vein-like light streaks stretched out in all directions, and then dozens of electric energy bombs emerged from the ground and exploded.
Crackling, the electric snake danced wildly, and the holy power shone, instantly emptying a large area of resentful spirits and insect beasts!
"Bang! Boom! ”
At this moment, an old wall suddenly collapsed, the masonry splattered, the dust was raised, the blood mist surged and spread, and the entire ground was covered with a thin layer of red liquid.
The liquid seemed to seep out of a crack in the ground, starting as a small imprint, not very brightly colored, like a dried-out water stain.
But it soon became viscous, and the blood and water flowed and expanded, converging and connecting with each other, and sulfur-smelling bubbles continued to emerge from the red blood water.
From it, two swirling blood tornadoes quickly rose and crashed directly towards Raphael like a giant pillar of a beam!
"Frozen Shield!"
A snowflake-like pattern lit up from behind Raphael, who thrust his silver-white spear into the ground.
"Woohoo~"
The cold wind howled, and a white translucent ice block rose from the ground, and layers of ice ridges continued to cover and thicken, forming a thick ice wall.
"Bang! Boom! ”
A violent crash sounded, the ice shield cracked open one by one, and snow-white ice chips flew!
The cold air overflowed, the blood pillar collapsed, and the bodies of the two blood clan marquis trembled for a moment, and they took a few steps back, one of the blood clan was tall and burly, holding a large sword that flashed red arcs.
The other was slender, with deep red eyes blazing, hair like a burning flame dancing in the wind, and a slender black soft sword in his hand.
"The silver spear, as expected, lives up to its reputation, the blood tornado we have been preparing for a period of time has been blocked by you head-on, fighting alone, I am afraid that none of us will be your opponents!" The Marquis of the Blood Clan, who was armed with a great sword, said in a deep voice.
"Don't talk nonsense, you guys go up together, I don't have time to brag to each other with you!"
Raphael's eyes flashed with whiteness, and he quickly stabbed down with a silver spear in his hand, and the strong wind blew his face like a knife, and the shadow of the gun overlapped!
The two Marquis of the Blood Clan were startled, and took a step forward together, the blood on their bodies was surging, and the powerful aura resonated, and they joined forces to fight the enemy.
In the field, the red sword qi is staggered, the spear is shining, Raphael is one against two, the holy power on his body is surging, the spear is vertical and horizontal, picking, stabbing, splitting, sweeping, swaying freely!
However, he quickly frowned, and the blood energy of the two blood marquis seemed to be connected, and the burly marquis's moves opened and closed, and the great sword in his hand that shone red lightning resisted the spear head-on.
And another tall and thin blood clan waited for the opportunity to move, the black soft sword danced dazzlingly, the angle was tricky, and it was very vicious!
The two cooperated tacitly, and for a while, Raphael couldn't take the two of them.
His expression was cold, he lost his patience, his right hand shone brightly, and a pair of lifelike snowy wings spread!
"What? Quick, retreat! ”
The tall Bloodclan's face changed, and he hurriedly beckoned his companions to retreat, but it was too late.
The famous spear "Radiant Wings" emitting a soft white light appeared in Raphael's hand, his pupils lost color, and his eyes seemed to be only the whites of his eyes!
"Bang!"
A huge pillar of light pierced the low air, instantly striking the Marquis of the Blood Clan who was wielding a black soft sword, and the white light engulfed him.
And directly through his body, the residual momentum was unabated, grazing the shoulder of another blood clan marquis and shooting into the black mist!
The dazzling white light was boundless, and a large area of black mist was swept away, and the already shattered Demon Domain could no longer be maintained!
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, snowflakes drifted in the sky, layers of ice condensed, and where the pillars of light were swept by, ice edges grew one after another, and the temperature in the air quickly decreased.
This is not the power contained in the Radiant Wings, Raphael's power attribute is "withered cold light", which magnifies the effect.
In the field, the Marquis of the Blood Clan who was hit had turned into an ice sculpture, Raphael put away his famous gun, and with a few clicks, cracks appeared, and the ice and frozen flesh were shattered to the ground.
"The church actually gave it to you!"
The tall Bloodclan stepped back in horror, his lips purple and trembling.
The spot on his right shoulder that had been touched by the pillar of light began to freeze, and although there was a bloody flame burning on it, it could not get rid of the cold and biting cold.
At that moment, several pulsing wisps of white flame suddenly floated from behind the wall, melting the ice on his shoulder.
"Matthew, he's not something you can deal with, go and rest in the back."
The old man's voice sounded, the Marquis of the Blood Clan stopped trembling, and a ghostly figure appeared behind him, grabbed his shoulder, and threw it back, and the Marquis of the Blood Clan spread his wings and retreated.
Brian's old face was wrinkled: "Gonzalez actually gave you a famous gun, how can he deal with His Royal Highness?" ”
In fact, Miro is stronger than Gonzalez, he just woke up 5 years ago, weaker and a little careless, and was hit by Gonzalez with the wings of radiance, and finally lost.
Raphael was holding a spear, his expression was a little solemn, the old duke in front of him was very terrifying, giving him a lot of oppression, I am afraid that one foot has already entered the holy realm, and in a short time, he can no longer use the famous gun against the enemy.
"Duke of the Soul Fire Clan, don't bother you, your Majesty's injuries are not yet healed!"
Raphael said coldly, and the two stopped talking and confronted each other.
On the roof of the town center, Luke shrugged: "It's not good, it seems that there are a lot of excellent human geniuses, and our people have lost a lot. ”
Miro's purple pupils narrowed: "I saw it, you go and prepare, those young people have great potential, I'll see if I can kill them easily!" ”
He spread his arms, and a pair of black wings spread out from behind him, he was a prince belonging to the Blackwing clan.
"Hey!"
A playful laugh suddenly rang out, and the psionic energy in the air seemed to vibrate with it, and the laughter kept echoing in the air, reaching every corner of the town.
A gray curtain suddenly opened at Miro's feet, enveloping most of the village and town, and countless gray lights emerged from it, entangled and condensed, and the color gradually deepened.
The black light turned into thousands of black swords, black spears, and pitch-black arrows, which poured out wildly without a sound, automatically locking onto the target and shooting at every human in the town!
"Poof!"
Blood splattered, and a third-order paladin was shot into a sieve by a round of black arrow rain!
Bishop Omod hurriedly raised the scepter in his hand, and a milky white light shield opened to protect the remaining 14 paladins in the team.
Alfred, Raphael and others also immediately began to defend, while Chris hid and did not show up again, and in an instant, the people who were still menacing just now were beaten and could only parry!
This is the power of the Prince of Darkness, if there is no opponent of the same level, it is enough to sweep away a large area of transcendentals.
However, Miro didn't be arrogant for long, only to see a man whose whole person was shining with divine thunder light rushing directly into the air, and the spiritual power embodied in his body illuminated a radius of 100 meters!
Gonzalez suddenly appeared, holding a golden spear, the runes on his armor clearly visible, and the runes flowed to form a web.
Soon, countless flickering holy texts also appeared on the golden spear, and a huge amount of energy condensed at the tip of the spear, and the aura of the holy text surrounded the void, forming a unique realm.
Miro's face on the roof turned cold, his black wings moved, and thousands of black javelins, black swords, black feathers, and black arrows were like a tide, overwhelming, dense, and pouring over!
"Whew!"
Gonzalez's eyes flashed, the tip of the gun was picky, the field was like a kaleidoscope, and the big gun seemed to be repeatedly refracted and copied by many invisible mirrors, divided into many!
In the blink of an eye, the spear flowers were already blooming at the same time, rolling up a magnificent and dazzling white thunder storm, devastationing and drowning ahead!
"Bell! Boom! ……”
The sound of gold and iron resounded in the sky, black blades broke through the sky, guns were horizontal, heavy shadows and flashing storms were intertwined!
"Whew!"
Just when Gonzalez and Miro were fighting fiercely and were inseparable for a while, a wolf howl suddenly sounded.
Luke let out a roar, his hair fluttering, his canines lengthened, and snow-white hair grew on his arms.
His muscles bulged, he propped up his shirt, and a wolf totem appeared behind him, and surging white spiritual energy gathered, gusts of wind blew, and the stones on the ground buzzed and trembled.
With the infusion of spiritual energy, the wolf totem rapidly expanded, and gradually became solidified, and after a while, a huge silver giant wolf with a height of 50 meters stood in the middle of the town!
Raphael, Alfred and the others' faces changed, they didn't expect that there was a werewolf duke here.
"Roar!"
An earth-shattering roar sounded, and the silver wolf stomped on a brick house, and the ground trembled.
"Boom! Boom! ”
With the sound of its footsteps, the ground shook, tiles, masonry, and sawdust splashed, and the giant wolf carried hundreds of demons behind it, rushing out of the town!
Seeing this, a group of 15 paladins raised their shields one after another, and rectangular pieces of white light appeared in mid-air, combining into a shining barrier across the road.
"Smack!"
The wolf's claws like giant pillars slapped violently, and with a click, the light shield shattered, and more than a dozen holy horsemen were swept away directly like scarecrows in the storm, and when they fell to the ground, they were already drenched in blood!
"Don't get in the way, get out of the way!"
Bishop Omode's forehead sweated, and he shouted, the encirclement had failed, and the appearance of the werewolf Grand Duke disrupted the plan.
The silver wolf was like a bamboo, carrying a group of demon descendants, galloping forward, and finally disappeared into the path between the mountains.
In the middle of the town, Miro snorted and ate Gonzalez's shot, blood splashed, he covered his bleeding chest, his wings flapped, and he escaped into the mountains like a black light.
"Gonzalez, when I get back to the top, it's your time of death!"
"The wail of the defeated dog!"
Gonzalez snorted coldly, and did not pursue, there was also a werewolf duke on the opposite side, and the combination was enough to repel him.
He withdrew his spear and lowered it to the ground, and the battle was over.