The light, the endless light, the terrifying heat was swirling and scattering along with the solid debris of brilliance, and the radiance was astonishingly bright enough to sting even the souls of the legendary powerhouses.

It must be admitted that the energy that erupted from the interweaving of the three Morning Star killing moves was absolutely amazing, and when the burst of light that covered every trace of law fluctuations in the space turned into an elliptical sphere with a diameter of tens of millions of kilometers on the earth, a new scene of the sun rose on the battlefield between the four top powerhouses.

So at this moment, in this great wasteland not far from the Hatak Imperial Kingdom, except for the cold and insulated Faeron plane rock formations that can still be immobile since ancient times, all the matter, energy, and laws within the scope of the explosion were undoubtedly and naturally evaporated in an instant, and the punk and Anthony, who were relatively close to the center of the explosion, were directly knocked out by the shockwave with amazing potential.

Even due to the unavoidable impact of the furious energy, the magic protection on the "Whisper of Destruction" was directly shattered by the earth-shattering law explosion in almost an instant, which can also see what kind of terrifying destructive power this head-on collision of the Morning Star killing move has.

"Motlit, your damn, damn, grinding "super" magic is ready for Tema, Kona and I can't help you stop this monster indefinitely!"

Half-kneeling on the real spotless gray-white rock floor, Anthony, who had also been blown far away, and whose shield state and even soul state were worse than punk, finally couldn't help but burst out into a roar at his slow companion.

It's not because of the bad temper of "Clean Glow", who always maintains a friendly smile on weekdays, but because he is really anxious.

After all, in the face of a "monster" who has the ability to besiege three people on one side and release the Morning Star spell to fight back, it is absolutely impossible for the Morning Star Priest, who is the main fighter, not to be nervous, the crisp ticking sound of time loss is still getting louder and louder in his ears, and the ominous premonitions and speculations in his heart are becoming more and more intense - after receiving so much pressure and urging, even the best tempered person may not be able to help but burst into foul mouth.

What's more, the "good temper" of "Clean Glow" was originally pretended............

Of course, no matter what the process is, it will come eventually, at least the facts will always prove to the leader from time to time - sometimes it is necessary to properly urge the subordinates who are struggling.

For example, after Anthony became angry, Motlett, who was sweating profusely and slowly injecting energy into the magic model in his hand, finally completed the "super magic technique" that his companions had high hopes for, and when the shockwave of the explosion swept across the battlefield and destroyed everything that could not reach the level of the morning star, the male priest who was carefully trying to control the small tangled filament of light in his palm was finally able to answer Anthony's words while starting to roll his eyes to look for the "Whisper of Destruction" that was blown away.

"Don't worry, I've completed my magic spell, and that arrogant spellcaster is about to come to an end!"

Subconsciously reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead, Motlett's tone was a little trembling, but his tone was very confident.

He believed in the Morning Star Divine Technique in his hands, and he also believed that his two companions must have the ability to stop the enemy's counterattack, and it was precisely because of this trust that this priest who seemed to have a rather resolute look would choose to completely abandon high-end defense without hesitation and instead invest all his energy and divine power in this only killer weapon.

And just as Motlett believed that his attack would inevitably lead to victory, Anthony, who had endured a Morning Star explosion and looked a little embarrassed, naturally believed in his own ability, believing that he would never let the caster break through the "airtight" defense, and he also believed that the principle of "two fists are invincible with four hands" would always work.

Aren't the priesthood always so confident?

In fact, at this very moment, the very optimistic "Clean Glow" is still planning in his mind to stop the punk from escaping and looting the loot:

"Punk is a spellcaster who is good at using a combination of spells to fight, when he finds that he can't fight, he should choose to use some hole cards to escape, and the white staff he has been holding in his hand is a magic equipment.........? According to His Royal Highness Tyre, that Kona's combat power and combat experience seem to be much stronger than Motlit, and sure enough, this important task still has to be completed by her, as for Motlit, this guy ............"

Motlett ............

Littlefield............

When the chaotic mind thought about this, the "clean glow" that had been carefully watching the punk's position was suddenly stunned.

Because it was to his right, right on his right, right where Motlit, who was using magic to lock onto his target, in the middle of his little afterglow......... I saw that the hazy shadow of the Morning Star Priest Motlett suddenly twisted and trembled without warning.

Then, under the silent overlook of the orange-red sky and the noise of the law storm, a beautiful girl with long silver-white hair and lilac eyes suddenly appeared behind the male priest who was completely unresponsive............

“............”

"No, Motlet, you idiot!

"Bang Chang"!

Almost as the "Cleansing Glow" turned its head to his right, a clear metallic sound accompanied by the tearing spatial fluctuations instantly resounded throughout the battlefield, until the cold blade reflected the glow of the blazing fire in the sky, Anthony's tearing roar was completely unable to stop the sharp light that represented death from coming out of his body.

Yes, it's late, it's too late!

The reminder from his teammates was too late for Motlett, whose eyes were wide and full of disbelief to the point of being meaningless, because right beside him, on top of his only two layers of divine defensive shields, a sword light like a fallen leaf cutting through autumn water had already galloped from the dancing shadows, and the sharp eyes of the beautiful girl firmly locked the soul of the enemy!

Celess Blade Solidification Spell - Sharp Edge!

Morning Star Golem Solidification Spell - Nether Spike!

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Nine Heavenly God Emperors