Bang!

The ground shattered, the walls cracked, and the dome shook.

The fiery sword that stretched for 100 meters illuminated the dim underground space like a torch, and everywhere it passed, the metal melted like hot wax.

The word 39 printed on the wall also dissolved and peeled off.

Michael, covered in bright silver armor, suspended in mid-air, with a halo on his head and pure white wings on his back,

Like... No, it's the real angel, wielding the sword of flame to sweep away the enemy in front of him.

And his adversary...

Side of Truth,

The president of the Demon Scientist Alliance, cloaked in yellow and with a hooded face, stepped on a carnivorous creep made of astral matter (the common creep is a seemingly sluggish carnivorous plant covered in plant tentacles),

With a crystal shield floating around him,

Use psychic abilities to control the astral creep to overcome the instinct of the Flame of Fear, extend the tentacles, and limit the Angel Flame Sword.

Hohenheim,

The bell tower mage, dressed in a brown trench coat, with a pen in his breast pocket and a heavy book in his hand, looked like a very ordinary university professor.

The only difference is that in the cracks of the paper of the book in his hand, there are constantly leaking out of the light like sand.

If a player is familiar with exotic writing skills, they will be able to recognize the book on the cover of the book, the title of the book.

The Book of Sand.

“Kadeesh mal，Kadeesh d oss，Pared...”

The unstoppable flaming sword slashed diagonally,

More than a dozen invisible barriers in front of Hohenheim burst instantly, and he had to stop chanting the incantation and close the Book of Sand.

The figure melted into the ground and reappeared in another place hundreds of meters away.

Whoop—

Two afterimages swept through the air, one left and one right, and struck Michael in the sky.

However, Michael only shook his wings, and then he gave birth to a repulsive force out of thin air, knocking the two afterimages back and flying away, and plowed into the ground to make a long trace.

The figure held up the ground with his hands and stopped the retreat, it was out of control and Taihao.

In the small 39 floors, there are actually four of the top five in the personal combat power ranking, counting Taihao, the top combat power of the entire killing game is gathered here.

And looking at the battle situation, it is still out of control, Taihao, Hohenheim, and the four of them on the side of truth are besieging Michael...

Of course, it is not accurate to say that it is a siege, and the four of them are also watching out for each other.

Majoring in the truth side of the Department of Psychic Ability Creation, he constantly releases formless and substantial psionic tentacles that extend to the surroundings.

Intentionally or unintentionally, it will invade the area where the other three people are located;

Each time Hohenheim escaped to the ground, he appeared in a different position, as far away from other people as possible.

The various locations are faintly connected into lines, forming clusters, covering the entire area;

"Huh-"

Out of control, he slowly stood up from the ground, exhaled a cloud of gas with dense electric light, twisted his neck, and made a crunching sound.

"Ahem!"

Taihao coughed and dusted off the dust on his body, and looked up at the air,

Michael is wielding the sword of flame at will, chopping melons and vegetables, slicing off the limbs of giant astral creeping vines.

Taihao sighed and said to the out-of-control: "If it goes on like this, her spiritual power is almost exhausted."

The other two people have been working hard and are watching out for us. ”

"It's still a long time."

Out of control, he moved his wrist expressionlessly, and said, "I can always drag her to death." ”

"The other two don't think so."

Taihao smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I'll come." ”

He took a deep breath, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and muttered: "The age of sleepiness, the fog rises, and the water comes out..."

A clear spring quietly appeared in Tai Hao's palm, and the spring water evaporated rapidly, turning into a dense gas, wrapped around his arm like an air dragon.

sleepy, sleepy, mixed; Dun, Chaos also. Words and yang are chaotic, and all things are tillers.

It is another name for the twelve "sons".

The child is here, and all things sprout under the yang energy of both movement.

"Taiyin is ugly, the name is Chi Fenruo, the year star is the tail, Kei..."

The dense air dragon grew when it saw the wind, and slowly rose in Taihao's muttering, filling the air.

Chi Fenruo, born of the Qingming wind.

It is another name for the twelve "ugly".

Ugly, new, yang energy has not fallen.

"Seti is out of order, Meng Yan is undisciplined..."

The air dragon evolved rapidly, gradually evolving into the sun, moon and stars, mountains and oceans, birds and beasts, ploughing palaces, peddlers and pawns...

Setti, twenty-eight nights.

It is another name for the twelve "Yin".

Yin is moving, and all things are born from the beginning.

Taihao's power system, called "Ten Cadres and Twelve Branches", corresponds to the ten cadres of Yanfeng, Zhanmeng, Rouzhao, Qiangyuan, Zhuyong, Tuwei, Shangzhang, Chongguang, Xuanhuang, and Zhaoyang.

As well as the Twelve Earthly Branches of Difficulty, Chifenruo, Setig, Shan Yan, Zhixu, Dahuangluo, Dunqia, Xieqia, Shutan, Zuo O, Eun Mao, and Dayuan Xian (the twelve earthly branches were later simplified to Zichou Yinmao, etc.).

A total of twenty-two spells of twenty-two orders.

It contains yin and yang, the five elements, the timing of the sun and the moon, and the principle of the cycle of life and death of all things.

At this time, Taihao only used three branches: Sleepy, Chifenruo, and Setig,

Summoning a sea of clouds simulating the sun, moon and stars, raining down nectar,

The underground space, which had been burned by Michael with the sword of flames, cooled down rapidly.

The metal stopped melting, the ground stopped cracking, and the dome shook to a halt.

Hohenheim's face remained unchanged, and the stardust escaping from the Book of Sand in his hand seemed to be still in the air, frozen and motionless.

Stepping on the side of truth on the flesh-eating creep slows down suddenly, as if stepping into a semi-solid gel.

Of course, this is not Taihao's strength alone - the uncontrollable left hand turned into a fist, and a huge metal shield appeared in his palm, blocking him and Taihao.

And his right hand was on Taihao's shoulder, providing the latter with a steady stream of spiritual power.

Under the joint efforts of the two, Taihao quickly finished reading the three earth branches of Shan Yan, Zhixu, and Dahuangluo,

The mist grows luxuriantly, expands, and fills the entire underground airspace,

The rain and rain that fell from the clouds poured on the flaming sword in Michael's hand actually lightened the flame that seemed to burn forever, and it was no longer as aggressive as before.

Tai Hao's face quickly turned pale and bloodless, and he said with difficulty: "Everything is strong, and its branches are sloppy... It's for the Tun. ”

The fire on the sword gradually extinguished,

The flaming sword gradually shortened and shortened until it became a simple iron sword of more than a meter, which was held in Michael's hand.

"Words and yin want to be transformed, and all things are harmonious... It's for the sake of negotiation..."

In the blink of an eye, flowers grew on the iron sword, and the ground paved with metal remains also grew green grass and flowers, prosperous and vibrant.

And in this piece of vitality, there is a deadly killing intent hidden - the sea of blooming flowers contains not flower buds, but clouds of thunder and lightning.

The side figure of the truth retreated sharply, and in an instant, it had flashed thousands of meters away.

He stomped on the back of the flesh-eating creep and gave orders to stalk the others,

He flew backwards, but slammed into an invisible wall.

The side of truth looked up, and saw Hohenheim in the distance, his palm gently rubbing a silver pocket watch, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a triumphant smile.

[Isolation Runaway Anchoring Program], which creates a confined space, restricts most teleportation spells, and also prohibits people other than the user from going out.

Goodbye guys, you fight first.

As if saying goodbye, Hohenheim raised his hand in a dashing manner,

Just wanted to leave, but was stunned to find that his palm also touched an invisible wall.

He jerked his head up to the side of truth,

However, he saw that the latter had put his palms together, and a large amount of psionic energy poured out of his body—forming crystalline shields around his body, and laying a wall of psionic creation behind Hohenheim that prohibited teleportation.

“...”

Michael looked down at the sea of thunder flowers, staring at the pale and limiting Taihao below,

In the bright silver armor, there seemed to be a long sigh.

Rumble!

Another pair of wings came from behind,

Flames, once again ignited on the sword.

Michael, who turned into a four-winged angel, hovered above the sea of flowers, held flaming swords high in both hands,

Pure white hair pierces through the helmet and drapes behind him like a silver waterfall, and there is no wind to automatic.