Chapter 692: Bitter Battle
It was not an exaggerated rhetoric, but in front of Firin and Anilu, Ferrie Lodge's body exploded with a "bang", and before the flesh could be splattered, it was instantly evaporated by the flames of holy light that diffused out.
"Hoo ......"
"It's so comfortable... Got rid of the filthy physical bondage......"
In mid-air, a body composed entirely of flames of holy light, completely unrecognizable, only faint outlines of limbs, Ferrie Lodge, no, it should be complete Jerica O'Maine's voice now, came from this flame of holy light.
"And thank you for making this decision, even if I don't use that body, this country is destined to belong to the God of Light. β
"Let me use my death to thank you!!"
It seemed to be a minute faster than the speed of the voice, and the flame body flashed and disappeared, instantly appearing behind the two of them, and the hot flame arm slashed towards Filin's waist.
Once you hit it, it's a split in two.
"Be careful!!"
A few small lightning bolts took the lead in slashing towards that arm, narrowly landing on it before the holy light arm slashed at Fei Lin, blocking the fall of that arm a little, leaving Fei Lin room to react.
"Whoosh!"
Space jumped, and Fei Lin appeared two hundred meters away with Anilu, and before the goosebumps that had just come out of the death threat had disappeared, he heard a terrifying voice behind his ears.
"The speed of space is indeed fast enough, but can your reaction speed be faster than light?!"
"Whew!!"
Under the crisis, the two spells attached to the film's robe were instantaneous, a golden light barrier wrapped Feilin's body, and another fiery red arc [Ring of Resistance Fire] scraped towards Feilin's back, but the spell that was supposed to push away the enemy was directly devoured without even a smoke ring coming out after touching the flame behind him that was even more vigorous and hot than it, and the second holy light barrier was like a plastic film, and it was broken when it was stabbed.
"Boom!!"
One punch, just one punch, Fei Lin was directly bombarded to the ground by Jereka from mid-air, smoke and dust, debris splattered, and with the strength of Fei Lin's eighth-level body, he directly knocked the ground out of a big crater.
"Ahem!!!poof!"
Holding his somewhat drowsy head, Fei Lin reluctantly sat up from the pit and spit out a mouthful of blood directly, if it weren't for Jereka's underestimation of his physical strength, it is estimated that with this punch just now, Fei Lin would have been unable to get up, Rao is so, and now Fei Lin is also an internal organ on his hands, and a few bones are broken.
He casually took out a bottle of life potion, mixed with the special healing potion configured by Sinjid and poured it into his mouth in a mess, now is not the time to recuperate from his injuries in peace, above his head, Anilu has been fighting with the berserk adjudicator.
"Boom !!"
"Boom!!"
Lightning and flames are intertwined, thunderclouds collide with holy light, and the weather that was originally beautiful and windy has turned into an apocalyptic scene, and the two in mid-air can no longer distinguish at all, and can only see a black and purple thunder and a milky white flame.
Anilu is also worthy of being the strongest among the inheritors of the Celestial Star Academy, although he was close to Jereca, but the thing like a thunder prison that lingered around him restrained Jereka in place in an instant, and then a purple thunder with the thickness of a bowl slashed over, and the layer of holy light flame on Jereka's body collided violently, and a huge firework bloomed in mid-air.
However, at this time, Jereka no longer had the restraints of that body, how could she be trapped casually? After the explosion, the smoke had not yet cleared, and there was no trace of Jereka in the thunder prison.
"Get out of the way!"
Fei Lin, who fell to the ground, saw clearly, behind Anilu, a figure of holy light slowly condensed, holding a giant sword in his hand, and swung it heavily towards Anilu.
γSpace Warpγ!!
The staff in his hand was raised high, and all of Filin's spiritual power was gathered to one point, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the place where the giant sword fell, only to see that it seemed to be dazzling, and the one that should have landed on Anilu's shoulder was dangerously grazed his body and slashed into the air.
"Huh?"
In the holy light, Jereca's brows furrowed, and without thinking too much, the giant sword returned and was about to cut off half of Anilu's body, but with such a little reaction time, Anilu had already turned into thunder light and fell to Filin's side.
"Are you alright?"
"It's okay, it doesn't affect the fight. β
Standing up a little shaky, clutching the [Space Beacon] on his clothes, Filmin looked at Jereka in mid-air vigilantly, "It's a bit troublesome, his speed is so fast now, unless I teleport continuously and immediately, it's hard not to be chased by him." β
"But in that case, if he strikes directly at the army soldiers, we will have nothing to do!"
"It's okay, in fact, our goal has been achieved. β
Anilu was not as nervous as Film, the magic power on his body was surging, and he was also on guard, "Ferrie Lodge is already dead and can't die anymore, and the original excuse of the Holy See of Light no longer exists." β
"As for this guy...... Without a physical body, he only has a soul left, and he can't last long in this world, and if he doesn't want his soul to fly away, he can only obediently go back to the kingdom of the Lord God. β
"You don't have to worry about that. β
In mid-air, Jereka could clearly hear their conversation as well, and a cold voice came from the holy light.
"Before I leave this world, just get rid of you two guys, force me to abandon that body, and pay for it with your lives!"
"Death!!"
Compared with the real speed of light, Jereca's speed may not be enough, but this speed is enough to make the "mobile turret" display of Filin and Anilu no longer invincible, since they can't escape, they can only fight hard and resist!
"Boom!!"
The space barrier, the thunder and lightning cage, and even the wind barrier that Feilin can't fall down, blocking layer by layer, finally barely blocked Jereka's sword falling from the sky, but looking at the little bit of slowly shattering barrier in front of him, Feilin's heart is still getting heavier and heavier.
"Isn't there any way to solve this guy?"
"There's no way, this guy is in a spirit state now, unless our spell can cause indelible damage to his soul, otherwise, we can't really do anything about him in this state. β
Anilu also had a serious face, and the staff in his hand kept arranging new protective spells layer after layer under the broken barrier, but just like that, it couldn't catch up with the speed of shattering outside.
"Now, as long as we can hold on until his soul energy is exhausted, we win, if we can't hold on......"
Anilu's words are not exhaustive, but the meaning... It is already obvious that either he withdraws, or we die, there is no third way.
This kind of aggrieved battle is simply uncomfortable to death!
"Damn, since there's no third way, then I'll go the third way!!"
"Since we can't escape, let's let this guy escape!"