Chapter 142: Demon Angel, I'm Your Little Milk Cat (19)
Lusafer's cool fingertips played with the girl's pink and tender earlobes, and before she had time to think about it in the future, she was adored by the well-behaved little girl, pestering her and refusing to let go.
Sharigar was badly wounded, and had it not been for that coincidence that Luthapher had been killed, and he returned to the church to recuperate.
The blood-red pupils stared at the wound pierced by the holy light, the flesh was blurred and hideous, and even the flesh around the wound turned black.
The Light would gradually melt into Shaliga's blood and bones like cells, multiplying at a terrifying rate until it eroded every inch of his body.
Eventually, the demon will not be able to withstand the power of the Light and will explode to its death.
Shalija's eyes were dark.
Lusaver was clearly going to kill him today, but ......
He didn't believe that an archangel of Luthapher's level would make such a low-level mistake.
So who the hell is ... Saved him? What kind of purpose does that person have?
Besides, how did Luspahr get here without any obstacles?
Shaliga shook her head.
As a monster, Shaliga knew what kind of energy the light could bring to angels, so he had to bless himself before dawn, or at least, strengthen the barrier that shrouded the village.
Can...... He's too busy to take care of himself now.
Shaliga gritted his teeth, his magic was no longer able to maintain a normal human body, and he reverted to the form of a dragon, and collapsed weakly in the main hall of the church.
It seems to be struggling desperately, and it has been tangled for a while.
Suddenly, the massive claws of the devil did not hesitate to plunge into the flesh of the wound, and Shaliga roared in pain and suppression, and his entire body trembled violently as the bone erosion was split by the blade.
A fountain of black blood continued to overflow from it.
Shaliga gritted her teeth, her black claws churning at the flesh of her body, accompanied by a roar, and the tissues around the wound that had been invaded by the holy light were uprooted.
The god's pupils gradually diluted, and the pain corroded Shalija's sanity, making him unable to move.
The abdomen rises and falls faintly, panting.
Without resting for a moment, with the power of the night, Shalija's astonishing mind forced him to cast a spell to reinforce the small hole that Luthapher had broken through, and to strengthen the barrier.
It is worthy of the demonic beast under the devil's seat.
Konnae noticed the change outside the house, her red lips curled nonchalantly, and her eyes swelled with interest in wanting to play.
Lusaver also found out, but if he broke through the holy light barrier of the wooden house now, in the cold middle of the night, within the control of the demon, it was almost impossible to condense such a strong barrier again.
Kwonnai vaguely guesses that the village should be one of the demon's strongholds, and the evil dragon is the demonic beast guarding the gate.
A place that has been poured into the magic of the Demon King is not so easy to break.
"Xiaojie, can you feel the presence of living humans in this village?" Kwon Nae felt that things were not so simple.
If this is a demon stronghold, where did the previous villagers go?
Jiecao drank a can of fat house happy water.
[I'll try.] 】
Its efficiency is actually not low, and it was quickly restored.
[How is that possible?!] 】
It's like seeing a ghost, and he doesn't believe what he finds at all.
[I'll try again, it's impossible!] 】
Gonnai vaguely knew something, raised his eyebrows, and nestled in Lusafer's arms.
Tsk tsk, tomorrow Luthapher is going through a big battle.
The kind that destroys the three views.
[The host is big! I've detected that at least a third of the continent's human presence is here! This... How is this possible?! 】