Chapter 128 The Verge
Standing on the top of the ruins of a building, several head-sized balls of thunder and lightning, under the control of Qianxue, carried the sound of the violent wind howl, and flew towards Hassan the cursed wrist standing on the ground.
Wherever the thunderball went, whether it was an abandoned car or the ruins of a building, it was all powdered by the power of thunder and lightning contained in it. And after destroying these, those thunderballs not only did not become smaller, but because they absorbed the magic power between heaven and earth, they increased a few points again.
"Hey, hey, hey, is this really the move made by Qianxue with the low panel, it's not scientific to look at it."
The hands around Matthew's waist couldn't help but tighten again, looking at the path that was almost destroyed, Firena swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, she really couldn't imagine such a ferocious trick, it was a girl with poor attributes, who she considered to be drowned in the long river of history.
"Roar!!"
Looking at the several balls of thunder and lightning that were floating rapidly, Hassan's mouth once again let out a beast roar like thunder, and then with a wave of his thick right arm, the magic attached to the five sharp claws, with a hellish scorching black flame, also broke out of his body and crashed towards the several balls of thunder and lightning.
The two attacks containing powerful energy collided like lightning in the air, and at the moment of collision, the space was almost silent.
"Boom!"
The two attacks collided, and a thunderclap exploded out of thin air in the ruined ruins of the city.
The lightning ball and the fire blade collided violently, unleashing terrifying magic from each other, and the raging energy continued to harass the surroundings, destroying all the ruined houses. At the junction of the two, the space also seems to be slightly shaking.
"Bang!"
The thunderball and the fire blade, after a stalemate with each other for a while, finally disappeared out of thin air due to the exhaustion of energy, in a muffled sound that resounded through the sky.
Before the concussive magic of the thunderball and the fire blade dissipated, Qianxue, who was standing on the top of the ruins of the building, shook her hair, and an inexplicable smile appeared in her blood-red eyes. Immediately, the body turned into a flash of lightning, and instantly passed through the area of energy shock, and appeared behind the curse wrist Hassan.
Then he held the knife in both hands and slashed diagonally at the head of the curse wrist Hassan, and a layer of thunder and lightning was attached to the golden blade, and the jumping thunder and lightning shone with dazzling light from time to time, making the already flickering blade even more formidable.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
The long knife slashed at Hassan's right arm with the power of thunder and lightning, and a crisp sound sounded in midair. However, the sharp slash of the long knife only left a shallow white mark on the black crystal, and the white mark only existed for a moment before completely dissipating. As for the thunder light on the long knife, it only jumped on his right wrist for a moment before it died down.
Not caring about Qianxue's ordinary attack, Hassan swung his right hand, and the sharp claws on his fingertips struck her lower abdomen like daggers.
The blazing black flames made Qian Xue Dai frown slightly, and she pushed the hilt of the knife horizontally towards her with her bare hands, and then shrunk into a ball, and kicked hard with both feet on the hilt. With the help of the reaction force, Chiyuki dodged the whistling claws of Hassana.
Seeing that his attack was ineffective, the purple light in the eyes of the curse wrist Hassan suddenly flourished, and the huge right arm turned into a claw, and suddenly brought up a dark black flame, smashing down angrily towards Qianxue's head. Where the claws passed, they tore through the barrier of the air, and a sharp sound wave sounded piercing and screaming in mid-air.
Looking at the relentless attack of the curse wrist Hassan, Qianxue's cheeks showed a solemn expression, and then he swept the golden long knife in front of him, and quickly chanted an obscure incantation in his mouth, and when her words fell, a huge thunder shield with two meters gradually appeared in front of her.
"Click!"
The claws slammed into Qianxue's improvised thunder shield, pale lightning and pitch-black flames. As a crisp clicking sound reached everyone's ears, the shield in front of Qianxue was instantly smashed into pieces in the sky and scattered with the wind.
Breaking through Chiyuki's defensive shield, Hassan roared, twisting slightly, catching up with Chiyuki who had escaped from his attack at terrifying speed.
And in the face of the close pursuit of Hassan, Qianxue could only dodge. After all, being a melee mage isn't afraid of melee combat, but melee combat with Hassan, a curse possessed by a demon god, is not a wise move.
Above the ruins, Hassan's figure kept shifting, and Qianxue was forced to retreat, although he looked quite embarrassed, but he didn't suffer any real damage.
"Senior, Miss Qianxue is in danger in these battles, why didn't Lancelot choose to rescue him!"
Matthew looked at the battle in the distance with extremely gorgeous sound and light effects, and the constantly rippling space, his eyes full of worry.
"And the layer of crystals on the surface of that assassin, not only can Qianxue not break it at all, but it can also absorb the magic in the air like that. I'm afraid that if it continues like this, Qianxue will ......"
"I believe in Qianxue's strength, as well as Lancelot's judgment."
Looking into the distance in silence, Firena only replied lightly, as if she was not worried about Qianxue in the battle. However, she hugged Matthew's arm, but unconsciously tightened again, and her clenched fists were covered with nervous sweat.
The battle between the ruins continued, and each encounter was accompanied by fierce fire and concussion. And as the number of battles became more and more frequent, Qianxue, who had low endurance attributes, finally revealed her disadvantage, and the battles became more and more dangerous.
But no matter what the crisis, Lancelot stood aside like a stone statue, without the slightest sense of action. Although Qianxue can always dodge the attack of the cursed wrist Hassan at the last moment, Firena's party who are standing in the distance watching the battle is always hanging on the voice of the eye, for fear that Qianxue will die if she is not careful.
"You...... Worn out what little patience I had. ”
Separated from the fierce duel, Hassan, the curse wrist standing on the ground, opened his big mouth full of fangs and roared to Qianxue.
"Huh...... Finally willing to speak, Demon God? ”
Holding a long knife, Qianxue, who stood on an abandoned street lamp, gasped and said:
"But as you said, I don't have the patience to play with you anymore!"
"I don't know what to do, in that case, then you should die!"
A roar of rage came out of Hassan's mouth, and his right arm swelled again, and the huge magic power converged on his right arm, causing the dim red light to become stronger and stronger, directly overpowering the light released by the burning flames around him.
"Hmph, it's not certain who loses and who wins. But since it's your first time fighting, then you can put your head on your neck as a sacrifice for the glory of the world. ”
With that, Qianxue raised the golden long knife in her hand, and kept chanting complicated incantations in her mouth. And as she chanted, a huge amount of magic power converged on the long knife in her hand.
Not long after, a huge Blue Dragon Glaive Blade more than ten meters long appeared behind her with golden light. And on the blade of the phantom, several huge balls of magic power surrounded the blade, constantly spinning. If you look closely, inside each magic ball, it seems that there is a swimming dragon swimming non-stop.
"It's time to get real......"
Looking at the terrifying moves of the two, Firena looked at the two on the battlefield intently, and whispered with some trepidation.