Wu Qi didn't even have a chance to let out a scream, so he turned into a pool of flesh and blood, floating in the air.

This attack successfully kicked off the church's counterattack, and Ares had been fighting for a while, but now he was in a slightly better mood to see that a Federalist had finally died at his hands.

Those who can be sent here by the academy are the best, and being killed by him in this way will definitely have an impact on the morale of the Federation.

What's more, in the battle of enforcers, different gifts, like different spices in a dish, are always indispensable. Wu Qi's boon is the nemesis of sonar weapons, and as long as he is not there, the church will find a way to lock anyone in a confined environment, and use noise to make them compliant.

Suffice it to say, with the death of one enforcer after another, the church has more and more weapons at their disposal.

"We also have a lot of gifts for you, and the 50 kilometers from here to St. George's Cathedral, you shouldn't have a chance to set foot in it." Ranmarok looked at the light that kept shining in Chuanwu's palm, and he had already seen the end of the academy and the lost oasis.

No one answered Ranmarok's words, and everyone had to keep their positions moving, because if they stopped, they would either be grabbed by Ares or crippled by the weapons of the church.

No one knows who Ares' next target will be. The Confederation College and the Lost Oasis are already engaged in a battle of trapped beasts, a small cavern that is not a neutral territory, but a base for the church itself. Hundreds, if not thousands, of angels are still on the way they just came, but even without them, with just a few small means, the church can win.

But there are people who don't believe in evil.

Before Ranmarok's words fell, another figure rushed out of the crowd, far more ferocious than before.

There was not much armor left on Sun Wuru's body, and now his body was completely controlled by his friends, but the muscle strength he showed was much weaker than just now. Regardless of the gifts, he is just an ordinary human body, and he is already a tattered cloth bag, no matter how much his friends sew and mend it, it is impossible to restore it to its original state in a short time.

But the "friend" still has to obey Sun's ruthless orders and exercise his duties as a machine. It does have a part of the power to make autonomous decisions, but now, Sun ruthlessly has the power to command him.

In fact, Lin Wei can take back this power at any time. He sat in the castle of the Academy, and could monitor everything that was happening under the church through Kars. He can have Sun's ruthless vision, and of course he knows the current situation below.

But no one who knows the moves of the academy knows what will happen next.

Of course, Sun Wuru didn't know.

So he's now pounced on it, leaving a lot of people unincomprehensible.

If he is going to prove that he can be stronger than Ares, then the fight just now has already shown two things

the disparity in strength between them; And if he wants to get everyone out of this predicament, it will be useless on his own.

Ares looked at the young man who was lunging at him, a mocking look on his face. Just now, Su Duan was able to force him to stop because the gift of the chair bearer caught him off guard. I'm now in front of the weakened Sun Ruthless, and Ares is more than capable of dodging any of his attacks.

He wasn't going to kill him, as he had said earlier, the Federal College and the Lost Oasis had planted too much of his heart and soul in him, and the church was keen to take it all into its own hands.

The top priority is to kill Chuanwu. The core members of his mission this time, as long as they kill Chuan Wu like Wu Qi, all this will be over.

So Sun ruthlessly pounced directly.

Ares snorted, and Ranmarok disappeared in place, and the two of them followed the fleeting light in the cave, brandished the weapons in their hands, and forced towards Chuanwu.

Zhongli Wang, who had Kawago, instantly felt a tremendous pressure, and he couldn't stand still, but once he used the boon to move, Ares was able to quickly capture his position. Lin Qionglu and Zhang Lingqiu tried their best to stop Ahlers' footsteps, but to little avail.

Soon, however, just as Ares was about to approach the faint light, he suddenly felt something unusual overhead.

The heaviest wind pressure ever was pressing down on his head. The air seemed to be a substantial blade, and even Ares felt the force cutting through his body.

I don't know when, he was led into the trap of Cheng Wanli by Zhong Liwang.

In a matter of seconds, the Lost Oasis once again weaves a large net that envelops both Ares and Ranmaroke. Cheng Wanli took the lead, jumping from the ceiling, as close to Ares as possible, and exerting the greatest power of his gifts.

Since Mu Yinak fought against Yun Qianliu, this was probably the first time that Cheng Wanli had launched an all-out attack.

And what he has to face is a strong man who can cut even the wind.

Looking at the wind enveloping him, Ares suddenly stopped, and the spear he stabbed forward received it beside him, and the whole person suddenly fell silent.

But it was only a moment, from Cheng Wanli's shot to his withdrawal, it was just a blink of an eye.

His power seemed to suddenly disappear without a trace.

Cheng Wanli's wind blade was suddenly able to take advantage of the void, and at this moment, the sharp wind pressure seemed to leave blood holes on Ares's skin.

But if this is the case, he is the only one left in this area who is using the gift.

Whether it's the computer or Ares himself, it's easy to know where he is. There is only one person who is trying his best to give out his gifts, and it is difficult not to be discovered.

The hard part is how to meet him.

It is the wind.

Even in this airtight cavern, he could scrape

Winds that sweep thousands of miles.

But no matter how fast the wind is, it still has speed, especially the speed of the wind is completely incomparable with light.

Since Ares dared to withdraw all his defenses, he expected this.

He hadn't fought with Cheng Wanli, and he didn't know how strong Cheng Wanli was with full output, maybe the strength of the opponent's gift was getting closer to 20,000 or even 25,000, but this was not within his consideration.

You are not the light, do you want to kill me?

At this moment, Cheng Wanli saw that Ares's left foot was wrong.

His power seems to have driven the entire cave land.

Cheng Wanli, who was still hovering in the wind, didn't see a clear string of blood beads in the wind at all.

There is also a leg in armor.

Cheng Wanli didn't feel it at all at first, but after two seconds, he began to feel some pain. What followed was the feeling of fluid flowing out of the body, cold and cold, not painful.

This feeling of leakage brought great fear, and for so many years, Cheng Wanli had not been hurt to this extent, but instinct made him realize it.

His leg was broken.

Ares, who was in the center of the eye of the storm, didn't seem to move, but maybe Cheng Wanli was dazzled, maybe the equipment he was wearing was broken, but all in all, he didn't see the other party's move.

Then he looked at his leg, and his right leg was empty, and the blood was being swept away by the wind, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger, and he was smelling the smell of his own blood, and the blood beads that came to his face were his own blood.

The section is so smooth that it looks like someone has cut off his leg with a nanowire, without the slightest drag in the slightest.

But the problem is that Cheng Wanli is still moving at high speed, and it is around Ares. If he wanted to cut off his leg, there would have been a sideways impact, which meant that his leg would have been cut off in a way that was torn apart, and never like it was now.

If Ares did it, what level of speed did this attack reach?

This was Cheng Wanli's last thought, and he didn't even realize that his wind was rapidly weakening. He couldn't control his brain, which was gradually deprived of oxygen, and blood was gushing out of his thighs, and it only took two minutes for him to lose a lot of blood.

In the eyes of others, this wind actually began to collapse and dissipate as soon as it was suppressed.

Ares took a deep breath and lifted his spear again, a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, according to his calculations, Cheng Wanli would soon fall at his feet.

But in the next second, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, he frowned, raised his head, and found that hundreds of meters had passed from where he was standing just now.

An extremely strong chill was spreading to his bone marrow.