"Lucien?"

"Lucien? Evans?"

Natasha, Camille, Purifying Fire and other people besieging Anantans also noticed the changes here, some were surprised, some were stunned, but they were facing a golden knight-level pseudo-god, and they were under great pressure, and they had to continue to devote themselves to the battle as soon as the thoughts flashed in their hearts.

Francis didn't recognize Lucien's identity for a while, because judging from the way he pinched Ashin, it seemed to be a mysterious and powerful knight, so the first time he wanted to think about which heavenly knights or golden knights in the main material world could match Lucian.

A little bit of divine brilliance implied death and resurrection flowed into his left hand, and Lucien could clearly feel Etna's slow recovery.

But when the part of the divinity related to this was absorbed, and the remaining "incarnation of love and beauty" and "dawn and evening star" divinity began to escape from Asin's body, Lucien found that Aetna had interrupted the absorption, so he gently pushed Asin out of the world with his left hand, so as not to conflict with his own cognitive world, and most importantly, absorbed this part of the divinity, it is likely to become a woman directly.

Ah Xin's head was like being filled with paste, and he didn't know what was going on in the Dao, and when the mysterious black-haired man pinched his throat, he thought that this time he had completely fallen, but why did he let go of himself after only absorbing a part of the divinity?

"What a picky eater...... Lucien suddenly turned the thought in his mind, and then used the "wind signaling technique" to send a message to Natasha.

By this time, El had recovered from his stunned eyes. Seeing that the prey he was looking for was snatched in advance, anger and greed surged at the same time, his eyes widened, and he said in a lofty and indifferent voice: "I command you, death!"

The river around Lucien was gray and rolling, and his vitality was rapidly draining, but his body did not change in the slightest, and the effect of the strange and unstoppable law seemed to be completely ineffective in front of his outstretched left hand!

"What's going on?" El took a step back in disbelief, having never been in such a situation since he had been able to use the Ritsu. Regardless of whether or not it will be affected by the Ritsu. At least the recipient will change accordingly, and then they can talk about resisting, like this time, as if they had never used the law to die!

In His eyes. Lucien in the river was as quiet as before. The depths are inexplicably like the devil in the dark.

Suddenly. The devil in his eyes moved, and Lucien's body shone with moonlight and his muscles were knotted. Suddenly flew out of the river and grabbed himself with his left hand!

Lucien is not a person who only complains and laments when he encounters things, since his whereabouts have been exposed, facing the one-eyed Anatannas and the legendary magicians who may be lurking nearby, it is not very useful to escape, if you don't seize the opportunity to absorb the divinity of the Silver Moon, immortality, resurrection and other fields, so that Etna can recover her strength to the greatest extent, is it possible to wait for death?

This time, it was not Etna who led Lucien to attack due to "hunger", but Lucien took the initiative to transform into a heavenly knight and attack El, who is a false god in charge of the realms of resurrection, immortality, moonlight, redemption and destruction!

The vast, immense, lofty will emanated from Lucian's left hand, oppressing El's mind to freeze and freeze, as if he had met a natural nemesis, standing there, unable to respond effectively.

"Idiot! madman under the influence of divinity!" Francis couldn't help but curse in his heart when he saw El rashly attack the mysterious knight in the river, hesitating whether to help him.

However, as soon as he saw Lucien make a move, he had a decision, he was just a sixth-level heavenly knight! Just now, it should be his special bloodline, which can restrain divinity and god-like magic.

With both hands clenched at the greatsword, Francis leaned down and slashed into the air.

Suddenly, a whirlpool seemed to appear on the ground, absorbing all the mist in the air, and the fog of destruction turned into a nine-headed black snake that circled downward, striking Lucien with lightning, toxins, acid, and other forces.

With his left hand in front and his right hand holding the "Pale Justice", Lucien faced the nine-headed black snake that was dancing with teeth and claws and covering the sky, and one dodged and rose into the air, clenching his fists and swinging them, his arm muscles knotted.

The ordinary left hand hit the black mist, and with a crisp sound, the smoke disappeared, and the dark night with the silver moon hanging high reappeared.

Francis, holding the greatsword that was cracked everywhere, stumbled to the ground, staggering back, his eyes full of disbelief.

Lucien exerted the speed of the moonlight vein with the arch of his foot, and rushed in front of Francis.

In a hurry, Francis only had time for the greatsword to sweep.

Lucien bowed his back, his body was short, he dodged the greatsword, made a fist with his left hand, and struck hard.

Seeing that it was difficult to dodge, Francis's body suddenly twisted and squirmed, and black mist came out in clusters, wanting to use the mist to dissipate the damage.

Lucien's left fist slammed into Francis's chest, and his black mist suddenly condensed into flesh!

The sound of broken ribs sounded clearly, and the blood in Francis's mouth spurted wildly, flying upside down and falling heavily to the ground.

The bones of his whole body were broken, his internal organs were broken, and his eyes were full of blood mist, Francis only felt that it was very difficult for him to move a finger, but compared to the physical injury, his fear and consternation in that left hand were clearer, what kind of strength was this?

Seeing that in just a few seconds, Francis fell into the dust like a rag pocket, El's heart was full of fear and trepidation, but thanks to Francis's blockade, he finally got rid of the oppression and solidification, turned into moonlight, and was about to flee in a hurry.

Suddenly, an elegant, slender left hand appeared in front of him, which seemed to reflect a faint cold light, and then, the five fingers of this left hand were together, clenched into a fist, and struck him in the face.

"Don't!" The fear from his heart made El no longer able to maintain his unfathomable temperament, his face distorted, and one after another burst out of divine magic, some of which were released by himself, and some of which were self-exerted by divine objects, among them were transparent walls-like force fields, flame-like shields, peaceful and tranquil darkness that made people sleep, and countless tumbling dead air, coiling and whirling spirits.

Lucien's left fist was not retracted, but he still struck hard, with a whistling wind.

With a snap, the left fist struck the god-like defenses around El, and time seemed to stand still for a moment. Then, the wraith's face disappeared serenely, the gray dead air quickly faded, and then, the darkness rolled, the flames flew, and the transparent force field shattered inch by inch. It was as if El had placed layers of papier-mâché walls in front of him, pierced by a fist and struck him in the face.

"Ahh

Lucien stretched out his fist and turned it into a grab, pinching the tattered watermelon-like head of El, who was worthy of being a false god, and he was not dead after such a blow.

Suddenly, El's body blurred, and he broke away from Lucien's hands at once, and appeared in the shadow of the mountain wall more than ten meters away, and fell limply to the ground, struggling to maintain his life.

Lucien suddenly looked sideways, it wasn't El's own efforts, but someone saved him!

Anantans looked at Lucien with a mysterious smile on his face, completely ignoring the siege around him, and pulled down his blindfold.

There is no void in the single eye, but a ball of black, white and gray light, which seems to contain infinite changes, and it seems that everything is still and solidified, back to the beginning.

The muscles of Anathas's face began to rot at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the yellow pus quickly turned gray, and pieces of rotten flesh hung on his face, shining with the white bones.

And around him, the normal world began to distort, fading all colors and sounds, leaving only the eternal silence and monotonous black, white, and gray.

In such a worldly realm, Natasha, Camille, and the others moved extremely slowly, like small insects frozen in amber.

"I originally wanted him to absorb Ah Xin and raise it to the ninth level for me to recover, which is better than absorbing it separately, but I didn't expect to meet you in advance. Anatanns' voice was hoarse, like rust. (To be continued......)

PS: The number of words in this chapter is a bit small.,The next chapter will make up.,Finally perfect the details of this paragraph.,Otherwise, the next two will be very difficult today.