Chapter 169: Heroic Spirit
The ghosts in the sky surged in one direction, and they didn't have to think about it to know that they had found their target.
Angela's hiding place is not unusual, but it is difficult to find, the reason is that the city is too big, a city of a million people let them go to find a person, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack, if you don't use magic, let alone three days, even if it is three years, as long as Angela plays hide and seek with them with peace of mind, they are not sure to find it anyway.
But with the help of magic, it's much easier.
With a hideous smile on their faces, the five giants rushed towards that side together.
This time, they weren't going to let Angela escape.
The volcano is the fastest, attacks the farthest, and is the first to attack, and his attack is the first to arrive.
A huge fireball flew out and slammed into the house.
Rumble!
The flames were churning and the air was blowing.
The entire house was surrounded by a sea of fire, and the hot air currents rolled and distorted the surrounding scene.
The Doomsday Demon stopped suddenly, he stretched out his palm, and the earth cracked.
Like a volcanic eruption, flames erupted from the ground, throwing huge stones into the sky.
"Quack Quack ......"
The Doomsday Demon laughed wildly, and the massive stones coalesced together in the sky, and then were wrapped in a black coat of flames, forming a meteorite that fell from the sky.
Rumble!
The black flames flapped towards the surroundings like a tidal wave, replacing the crimson flames around them, and the earth rolled, and in an instant, hundreds of buildings around them were all affected, or shattered by the air waves, or collapsed, and the surrounding area was a scene of apocalypse.
The old dragon king led a group of dragons to descend from the sky, opening their mouths and spitting out blazing flames.
Suddenly, a blue figure shot out, a blood arrow flew, and a young black dragon with a body length of 30 feet let out a miserable scream, rolled in the air and flew with the habit of flying for a distance, and then made close contact with the ground, knocked over two buildings, rolled to the ground, and stopped.
The old dragon king turned his head violently, his pupils dilated, and he roared angrily: "You dare-"
Hundreds of blue figures surged up, turning into dried corpses at the screams of the young black dragon.
Armor-clad and expressionless warriors were suspended in mid-air, their pupils burning with raging flames, looking at the dragons flying in the sky.
Whatever they were in life, but now they are resentful souls, heroic spirits who avenge the city, their loved ones, and themselves.
At this time, the flames were a little smaller, and they could see clearly that there was an extremely complicated magic array there.
The ghosts swarmed towards the magic circle, and then were transformed into blue heroic spirits in the magic circle.
"Looks like that wizard has played a little trick!"
The Doomsday Angel narrowed his eyes and spread his two pairs of wings behind his back, speeding up, he was not at all worried about these Heroic Spirits, because in his opinion, these were just dead souls, especially afraid of the light, as long as he unleashed his power......
Huh?
What's going on?
The angel of doom shines brightly, suspended in the sky like a small sun.
Those heroic spirits rushed towards him violently, and then the blue around them was rendered white, and their speed did not decrease but increased, holding their swords, and slashed at him fiercely.
Woohoo......
Seven or eight flame sword lights crisscrossed and flew out, and the three heroic spirits couldn't dodge and were smashed into pieces.
The Doomsday Angel frowned, he didn't expect that this group of heroic spirits would be unexpectedly difficult.
This group of heroic spirits themselves has inherited the ability of the ghosts, can fly through the sky and the earth, can easily pass through walls, and because they have no weight and no air resistance, they are extremely fast, even he is not enough.
And now, his resistance to light has also increased significantly, and in his attack just now, the three heroic spirits were hit twice before they were shattered.
And the heroic spirit who was hit for a while, although it itself has become much weaker, is still alive and well.
More heroic spirits pounced, and the Angel of Doom didn't have time to think, and the two pairs of wings behind him shook, turned into a bolt of lightning, and pounced towards this group of heroic spirits who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
Compared with the flame sword light, the attack power of the sword in the hand of the Angel of Doom is obviously much higher, just one moment, can smash a heroic spirit, his swordsmanship is superb, flying skills are extremely strong, while fighting, he never let himself be surrounded, and soon, more than 20 heroic spirits were killed.
At the other end, the iron chains of thorns made of light swayed, shattering five or six heroic spirits.
Compared to the Angel of Doom, the Angel of Pain is undoubtedly better at group attacks, and it seems to be a little more comfortable.
It's just that the faces of the two angels are not good-looking, because more heroic spirits rush into the distance.
The goal is very obvious, and that is their followers.
"Damn it (×2)."
The two angels couldn't help but speak out at the same time, these believers were not very helpful for their high-end battles, but occupying territory and collecting resources were absolutely indispensable to them.
Once they lose a lot, it will affect the progress of their strength in the future.
This time they shouldn't have brought the believers over, and the two angels secretly regretted it in their hearts, and hurriedly chased after them.
One part led away two angels, part led away two dragons, and now, only the Doomsday Demon was left alone.
More than a hundred Heroic Spirits surrounded them, looking at the Doomsday Demon with expressionless faces.
The Doomsday Demon laughed, and the chains rattled, black flames covered it, and the huge sword was exposed, spinning with the chains.
Shout!
The broadsword was thrown out of chains, and the knife covered in black flames spun and shattered the five Heroic Spirits who couldn't dodge.
"It's up to you ......"
As he spoke, he lifted his right arm, which was visibly thicker than his left, and slammed it to the ground.
Rumble!
Black flames erupted from the ground around him, shattering the earth, and where he stood, it was visibly dented, and several heroic spirits that looked like they had sneaked up from the ground were blasted to pieces.
"You want to sneak up on me too."
The Doomsday Demon stood proudly, looking around, the horns of the sky burned with raging black flames, he stretched out his right hand and raised his index finger, and shook it gently: "If you want to fight me, a hundred times more!" ”
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, more than a hundred heroic spirits hidden underground flew out of the ground, roared silently, and rushed towards the Doomsday Demon with a hundred companions on the ground.
"Hahahaha......"
The Doomsday Demon laughed wildly, the pitch-black flames soared, the spinning broadsword strangled wildly, and every punch of his swollen right arm blasted out, with a stirring air current, with a sound of air explosion.
Heroic spirits continue to be strangled, but killing and killing, the Doomsday Demon discovers that this group of guys is actually evolving.
Their entire blue color gradually turned black, and then became harder and harder to kill.
"Damn wizards."
The Doomsday Demon quickly figured out the cause and effect, and the wizard played a trick, and he knew that he would not survive, so he pushed the boat down the river and laid a foreshadowing.
And Angela made good use of this foreshadowing, and exceeded the wizard's expectations, beating these powerful ghosts into extremely difficult heroic spirits.
The Doomsday Demon snorted coldly and threw a punch.
And the Heroic Spirit opposite him did the same, followed by a punch.
The Doomsday Demon sneered, this heroic spirit is afraid that he has lost his mind, and in the face of his punch, there is no other way than to smash it, and he only loses a little energy by bearing his punch.