Chapter 620 – Raphael's Way

I no longer serve Mistress Michael, but Mistress Elmadi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Bakilal has a holy smell on his face, but he is unambiguous when he starts with a black hand. With his soft sigh, the hand holding the little white flower had already waved towards Raphael.

As soon as the white flowers fall, the petals dissipate.

It's a thunderbolt.

Rumble!!!

Thunder fell from the sky and thundered at the place where Raphael was.

The thunderous wind blew the white robe on Buckilal's body, and Rao was also a little surprised. Because he showed his loyalty to Elmadi, he also had some guidance for him. And it is the mystery of the law of the sacred word that points out.

Of course, it was impossible for Bakilal to master the Law of the Word in a short period of time – and he himself did not mean to.

However, he integrated this purification and annihilation power with a little bit of the law of holy words into his own thunder abstinence law, but he didn't expect this thunder abstinence law to really have an amplification effect. Not only has the power of its lightning ring increased again, but the number of times it can be used has also increased from the original eighteen times to twenty-five times.

If he is given another hundred years, he may be able to comprehend a new third-rate law.

Raphael, what you are good at is healing, and you are the most powerful logistical warrior in the Protoss. However, I am good at fighting, and the attack power of the Law of Thunder Ring is among the strongest in the Fourth-Rate Law. How can you possibly beat me?

Dusty.

Thunder thundered in front of the White Tower.

But when the dust and smoke cleared, Bakilal's pupils shrank.

Inside was a charred figure.

The thunderous power of the thunder was mixed with a trace of the annihilation power of the Law of the Holy Word, which continued to erode Raphael's body like a toxin.

But bursts of emerald green light seeped out of his body, constantly repairing his body in the opposite of its annihilating power.

The speed of this repair is far greater than the speed of the annihilation power of the Thunder and the Holy Word.

In an instant, Raphael, who had just been charred and blackened, stood unscathed.

Raphael was still calm, but there was a chill in his eyes: yes, I'm very good at logistical recovery. But that doesn't mean I'm not good at fighting, it's just that countless Protoss warriors in the past stood in the way, so I didn't need to take action.

Come on, I'll show you now, it's my Raphael's fighting style.

Bakilal didn't say much.

He seems to be so noble and holy, but his temperament is cruel. While Raphael was speaking, the little white flower in his hand had fallen again, this time with three petals.

The three thunderbolts fell from the sky, and it was like three sharp blades inserted towards Raphael!

Boom Boom!

Raphael did not dodge or dodge, and walked straight towards Bakhilal.

The three thunderbolts hit Raphael without any suspense, but the bursts of green light lit up on him again.

Holy Therapy Rules.

The mantra law of powerful healing properties is of the third-rate level.

The Holy Heal, which can heal any heavy wound, is also a powerful backing for the Protoss in times of great war.

The green light was like a warrior defending Raphael's body, and no matter how the thunderous power of the thunder and the annihilation power mixed with a hint of the smell of the Holy Word Law eroded his body, they all won in the end, but in the blink of an eye, Raphael walked towards Bakiral again as if nothing had happened.

This time Bailal was really a little dumbfounded.

What a scoundrel!

Can even resist your own thunder abstinence?

Even Ermadi, who is stronger than him, doesn't dare to use his physical body to resist the law of thunder!

The distance between the two sides is getting closer, and Pakiral cannot afford to sit still again.

The finger that had been holding the white flower turned around, and the petals dissipated as if they had heard some order, and as the petals dissipated, the sky gradually changed. A cloud as black as ink hovered above the two of them.

Gathering all the power to stop thunder, Bakilar gritted his teeth: I don't believe that you can resist this.

The power of thunder is fully activated!

Bakilal's eyes widened and he roared: Thunderstorm!

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The dark clouds in the sky were like machine guns, and they continued to fire thunderbolts, one after another thunderbolts from the sky to Raphael. And Raphael didn't look at the thunder in the air from beginning to end, he just looked at Raphael calmly, and walked towards him step by step.

Every foot is so calm and firm.

Rumble!

Rumble!

It was as if every step he took, thunder in the air would strike him.

In the blink of an eye, there were twenty-one steps, and twenty-one thunderbolts had already fallen in the air.

The dark cloud was gone, and the little white flower that had been in Bakilar's hand was gone. The power of thunder has been depleted, and Raphael is within striking distance of Buckilal.

Buckilal did not strike again, and the truth is that he had lost the courage to do so.

Thunderbolt is his most powerful means of attack, and if Thunderbolt fails, then no matter how much he does, it will be in vain.

I pledge my allegiance to Mistress Michael...... Spare ...... Buckilal knelt down on one knee and said in a trembling voice, how can he have the demeanor of a half-point master?

Looking at him like a lost dog, Raphael did not answer him, but still calmly stretched out his hand.

A flash of lust flashed in Bakilal's eyes, then burn the jade! He flapped his wings and wanted to retreat sharply!

It's just that Raphael's hand is not big, but with an undodgable momentum, he grabbed Barchiral's neck. It's like gently holding an annoying fly.

Physical skills are my way of fighting.

Everyone only knew that Raphael was good at the logistics of healing, but no one knew that at the same time, he was the instructor of all the guards. And Shenwei is best at physical arts. With its own powerful body, it can be transformed into the most powerful weapon. Just like in the Heavenly Palace, the dragon holding a gun and a rung can't stop the hand knives of hundreds of divine guards like hundreds of long knives.

Bakilar's face was red, and apart from his natural laws, strong body, and a pair of wings, the structure of his body was not much different from that of a human. If you have your neck broken, you will still die.

So Bakilah died.

The whole neck was choked off and died.

The Holy Therapy leads to an invulnerable body combined with a powerful physical technique, how powerful is this?

That was Buckilal's last thought, but he couldn't say it.

That's because he didn't know that even if he fought Gabriel one-on-one, Gabriel wouldn't be able to defeat him at the same time that Raphael couldn't beat Gabriel. Therefore, the god that Gabriel believes in the most is Raphael. Because Gabriel is one of the very few Protoss who knows Raphael's true strength.

After settling Bakhilal, Raphael didn't feel too much, just continued to walk calmly towards the White Tower, and then disappeared.

Only the embarrassed corpse in front of the tower gate and the path of blood slowly flowing down were left.