Vittoria's shield turned red with a speed visible to the naked eye, and it looked like it was about to melt!

If it weren't for the dwarf Groin who used a little of his own private Titan alloy when forging this shield, I'm afraid it would have really melted.

The angel who had fallen abruptly from the Legendary Realm had not yet fully adapted to his changes, and the beam of death from his eyes suddenly extinguished after lasting less than three seconds.

Without saying a word, the female warrior threw the shield that had become hot on the ground, removed the cannon she was carrying from her back, and completed the process of charging and reloading between the lightning and flint.

The whole process went smoothly, and when the angel was stunned, Li Yanlong, who was behind the female warrior, helped Vitoria light the fire rope very dogged, and winked at the angel with a smile.

Li Yanlong patted the broad shoulder of the female warrior, then covered his ears and took a step back, Vittoria raised the muzzle, and in the next second, the power belonging to mortals came out of the hall with a roar!

'Boom! ’

The overloaded artillery made a deafening sound, and the black shells tore through the air like lightning and flew towards the angels.

Ranger Ji Wanbing is an extraordinary person, although the level is not high, but he is already a qualified ranger in terms of basic attributes and archery skills.

The arrows he shoots with all his might can reach an initial velocity of 130 meters per second, and then this speed slowly decreases depending on the type of arrow.

The mantis' brawny attacks had previously proven that a long-range projectile of this speed was no threat to an enemy of Angel's level.

If prepared, a highly focused demon hunter can use his sword to block his arrows.

This is the limit of manpower, and even the transcendent can only accept it calmly before taking that step into the realm of demihuman and demigod.

But the cannon is different, a pirate-forged, completely antique cannon for the player, after being manually adjusted by Carpenter, can easily shoot a cannonball that is much heavier than an arrow at a high speed of 260 meters per second.

Female warriors, on the other hand, never fill their new toys in what Carpenter said were safe, and overloading by 1.5 to 2 times is perfectly normal.

This time, knowing that she was facing a strong enemy, Vittoria was even more ruthless, and reloaded four times the propellant in one go.

At the moment when the shell flew out of the muzzle, the second half of the cannon in the female warrior's hand exploded directly, and the fragments that were blown up almost pierced through Li Yanlong's shield.

And Vittoria herself was even more disabled by the explosion, her flesh and blood were blurred, the white broken bones directly pierced the skin, and the armor near her waist and abdomen was twisted and deformed, and blood flowed sideways.

What's even worse is the shock from the explosion, which causes the female samurai who served as a human buffer to lose consciousness on the spot.

The Holy Spirit Seventeen has not been to the main physical realm for more than two hundred years, and the church of the Lord of Dawn has been thriving, and no one dares to touch the tiger's whiskers, and there are almost no other enemies who dare to provoke except Chaos.

The last time he came, it was the day he called Raphael Michelangelo, and that time he was called by a desperate priest, a small town polluted by chaos, and the young priest prayed for him to save all the lives that were still worth saving.

The angel fought the Chaos demons in the sky above that chapel for three days and three nights, until the young priest's soul burned out, and he didn't even have a chance to ascend to the kingdom of God, and he couldn't wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Out of respect for the martyrs, even without the supply of energy, the angels used their original strength to forcibly leave themselves in the main material realm, trying to give the refugees in the church a chance to survive.

It's just that the last thing waiting for the angel is the Chaos Demon who stepped over from the other side of the gate, and the angel's last memory of that incident is a black shadow that is fast and invisible, followed by a deafening explosion.

The speeding cannonballs reminded Spirit Seventeen of his rare failures, and he decided to take them very seriously.

Xu Yichen kept staring at the angel, but he still couldn't see when the birdman in the sky pulled out his big sword.

The Demon Hunter, who had turned on the [Red Time] in time, was finally able to see the angel's movements clearly, and the opponent's wings on one side gently stirred up the air, allowing himself to avoid the path of the ballistic, and then brandished his great sword with both hands to slash through the cannonball as it passed over the side.

The cannonballs were halved in half as they flew, each speeding in its own direction.

Such a scene made Xu Yichen feel cold in his heart.

How should this battle be fought when your dynamic vision can't keep up with the enemy's movements?

A few months ago, Xu Yichen himself relied on the [Red Time] he had just gotten to bloodily abuse a battle nun, and now, Feng Shui has taken turns.

"The others withdraw, Ji Wanbing, you stay and ...... with me" The demon hunter only had time to say a word when he saw the angel turn around and fly over in the blink of an eye.

In the light of light, Xu Yichen stabbed out the [Graceful Ripper] in the direction where the angel was flying, which was the only weapon he could give hope.

At this speed, the [Deception] pistol didn't even have time to recharge.

But the angel had a two-and-a-half-meter-long sword in his hand, and he had hit the demon hunter before that.

When you can fly, the length of your weapon is no longer limited by your height, and the mystery of an inch long and an inch strong will give your enemies memories that will last a lifetime.

Xu Yichen felt like someone had poked a hot soldering iron into his abdomen, and he had really had this experience.

The angel's weapon had been shrouded in light and made it impossible to see the outward appearance, until it pierced the body of the demon hunter, and Xu Yichen finally determined that it was a physical weapon and not a sword of light composed of pure energy.

Because the scorching metal cut off his newly grown bones.

"In addition to the World Stone, I have another mission." The angel lifted the heretic in front of him into the air, watching in vain to prevent his body from sliding down the Sword of Judgment.

Blood spilled along the angel's weapon, splashing a silver flame, but his voice remained cold, without any ups and downs, like an emotionless machine: "I have come to punish you for your disrespect. ”

"Now you will ask the Lord of the Dawn for forgiveness?" The angel looked at the pagan in front of him, if in the past, Raphael would definitely feel that the other party's black eyes and hair color were inherently evil.

Raphael must also have noticed that the heretic in his eyes did not scream in pain or beg for mercy, but that the other party was just sliding towards him little by little under the effect of gravity.

But the Holy Spirit Seventeen did not realize it, and he was only concerned with his own mission.

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