Chapter 887: Let's End the Battle
Gerjeff looked at the rest of the jars at once.
Noticing his gaze, even Negan, who was feverishly watching his summons, reacted violently.
"Don't you think about it!" Negan yelled, stretching out his arm and pointing at Gerjeff, "Kill him!" Lord Angel of Might! ”
The huge mighty angel floated in the sky as if it didn't have any weight, and in just an instant, it came to Gurdjieff, and then raised the hilt of the sword in his hand, and countless points of light began to converge into a huge lightsaber on the hilt.
The danger warning in Gurdjieff's mind has been raised to the top.
This is not at the same level as the previous angels.
Unexpectedly.
The Slian Sect still has such a hole card, it is worthy of being an old power on the mainland, in comparison, his kingdom is too weak, so weak that even the people can only be slaughtered to the fullest.
Gurdjieff lunged at the jars as well.
In this state of emergency, he didn't have time to open them one by one, and in his heart he said sorry to the girl god who gave him the jar, and then raised his big sword and crackled the large jar.
Clusters of light poured into his body.
Negan felt like his heart was about to break.
These jars should be his, they should be his!
And at this very moment.
The attack of the Lord Angel of Majesty also came.
The huge lightsaber has a speed that does not match the huge size, as if the next second it is still in the sky, and the next second it is about to fall on Gerjieff's head.
I'll do it.
All the members were thinking about whether the moderators would watch their own reviewers die like this.
And it was at such a timely that Gurdjieff basically subconsciously used the skills he had just acquired.
Foundation sliding blade.
His body and mind slid through a long trajectory on the ground, and then directly under the huge body of the mighty angel, he dodged the fatal blow, and even fought back easily.
Although it was not able to deal enough damage.
But this kind of extreme operation under the anger still makes many members' eyes shine.
"Hahaha, this little brother is really lucky." One Piece Roger laughed, and there was also a sea of joy around him, because at this time, he was partying on the territory of the red-haired Shanks.
The whole ship was filled with laughter.
All the pirates were watching Gurdjieff's extreme operations.
The pirates who lost the bet are also drinking happily.
There was a smell of joy everywhere.
But it was clear that Gerjeff's feelings were not so joyful.
Although he dodged the blow just now, his body was still scratched by the edge of the lightsaber, and a long bloody mouth appeared, even if he tensed his muscles, it only slowed down the flow of blood.
If it was before.
Such an injury has already greatly reduced his combat strength.
"Hahaha-uh!" Negan's laughter stopped abruptly as if he had been choked, as he saw another stream of light pouring into Gerjeff's body.
His injuries were once again quickly repaired,
The blow of the Lord Angel of Weiguang certainly hurt Gurdjieff, but it also shattered a piece of the jar.
This feeling......
It directly made Negan's smile twist.
"Don't break these jars!" He commanded loudly.
Every time he destroys a jar, Gurdjieff's power will be stronger, and it will make him drip blood in his heart, because as long as Gurdjief is killed, all the jars should be his.
The intelligence of the Lord Angel of Weiguang is obviously much stronger than that of the rest of the angels.
The lightsaber in its hand immediately changed from a straight slash to a translational slash.
But this kind of slash, which lengthens the forward swing, is not so difficult for Gurdjieff to dodge.
He dodged the blow with another sliding shovel, shattering the large jar once more.
"Ahhh Negan was about to go crazy, he couldn't bear the pain at all, "Lord Angel of Might! Don't break the jar, then kill him quickly, use skills, no, don't use skills! ”
Conflicting with each other, ambiguous orders, let the Lord Angel of Glory take some lightsabers, neither on the left nor on the right.
After all, it is a summoning creature without its own sanity, how can it know what to do?
Even Negan, as the commander, did not possess melee skills at all.
His shouting, his madness.
It's just to add laughter to the members who are watching strongly.
to the end.
Gurdjieff had already smashed a large jar, and his strength had become stronger, although he was still not as good as this summon, but with his powerful and flexible skills, he could easily dodge attacks.
Finally.
Seeing that there are fewer and fewer jars, Gerjeff is getting stronger and stronger.
The mad Negan gave up completely.
"Use your true power! Kill him! Lord Angel of Might! Negan shouted loudly.
The poor Lord Angel of Glory finally got an order that could be carried out with real pleasure, and he held his lightsaber high, and then slashed down with great force, and a huge pillar of light went straight at Gerjief.
You can't dodge, you can only resist.
Gerjeff used his own barrier again.
But only in a moment of blending.
He could feel that his physical strength was declining at a terrifying rate.
Not an opponent!
Even if he obtained these jars, at this moment, he was still not the power of the Lord Angel of Weiguang.
This is evident to all the members.
Make a contrast.
The power of the Lord Angel of Weiguang is probably when the members have just started to change jobs, and to that extent, they can easily destroy a large area of land, which is by no means comparable to Gurdjief at this moment.
After all, Gurdjieff didn't have much money at all.
So he's going to die?
All the members watched with bated breath, they were all waiting.
Ultimately.
At the time when Gurdjieff was already reaching its limit.
A fluttering voice came.
"That's it."
This voice seemed to come from the peak of the clouds, and as the voice fell, as if some undoubted existence had lowered the rules, the movements of the Lord Angel of Weiguang paused for this moment, and he could no longer move.
Gurdjieff gasped hard.
His physical strength was completely exhausted, and there was still a trace of the calm in his eyes when he was facing death.
At the same time, I also looked at the person who spoke up.
Woman quietly suspended in mid-air.
He recognized it as another witch.
No.
The companion of the deity, that should also be another deity.
It's a goddess!
Gurdjieff struggled and fell to one knee on the ground, even though he could not overcome it in the end, he held the highest respect and gratitude to these two goddesses for giving him hope and help.