......

At the same time, the plane of light.

Hearing the prayer of the Dark Witch, the necromantic servant Rex was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed wildly: "Ugly Witch~ As a Dark Witch, you actually pray for the favor of the God of Light! Ridiculous! It's ridiculous~"

The expression was full of banter and disdain.

Judy, the Dark Witch, turned a deaf ear and continued to pray intently.

Her expression was reverent, and her eyes shone with a frenzied light, as if at this moment, nothing else could occupy her mind except prayer, except for the one who was high in heaven.

Even Rex's words were just a breeze in the ears and could not attract her attention in the slightest.

Seeing this, the necromantic servant Rex's wild laugh gradually subsided, but the light in his eyes became colder and colder.

He snorted coldly and ordered the Winged Corpse Dragon, "My faithful servant, kill her." ”

As the words fell, the two-winged corpse dragon roared, and swooped down with its wings open, pounced on the Dark Witch.

A howling wind suddenly rose.

But in an instant, the huge two-winged corpse dragon had already pounced in front of the dark witch, and Sen Ran's sharp claws stretched forward, and the sharp claw blades instantly grabbed her.

Even though the body was half rotten, the claws belonging to the winged wyvern were still as sharp as before, and the giant tree that fell next to it was only slightly rubbed by the tip of the claws, and the thick trunk had been broken in two in an instant.

The claws approached, and a light shield composed of dark power suddenly popped out of the dark witch's body, protecting the dark witch who was praying.

However, under the attack of that Senran's sharp claws, the black light shield only lasted for a breath before it suddenly collapsed, turning into countless points of light and disappearing without a trace.

The sharp claw blades gripped at the Dark Witch, instantly piercing her shoulders and thighs. Scarlet blood gushed out from the wound, instantly staining the surrounding clothes into a scarlet patch.

The Dark Witch snorted, and a look of pain suddenly appeared on her face.

However, even so, she still has no intention of giving up.

I saw that she suddenly stretched out her intact left arm and grabbed the dragon claw fiercely, fixed herself to the dragon claw, and let the sharp claw blade rub one deep wound after another on her arms and shoulders, but she would not let go no matter what.

The two-winged corpse dragon couldn't shake her off after a few flicks, and suddenly let out an angry roar, and the action became more and more intense.

In the blood, the Dark Witch still prayed with a trembling voice, her eyes frenzied and mad.

At the same time, Wu Hui also happened to open the Eye of God and happened to see this scene, and suddenly gasped.

It hurts when he looks at it, and he doesn't know what the Dark Witch has to do. This dark witch really deserves her title of "female madwoman", she is cruel to others, and even more ruthless to herself.

However, the old man on the other side was full of darkness, and there was a carrion flying dragon beside him, could it be ......

Wu Hui's mind was spinning rapidly, but there was no delay in his actions, and he immediately called St. Luke, and then consumed 0.2 divine power, opened the gate of heaven and sent him down.

First of all, the situation is urgent now, no matter what kind of moth the Dark Witch has done, how can she provoke such a powerful enemy, at least they are all fanatical believers, so let's save people first.

......

Looking at the Dark Witch's crazy look, the Death Servant Rex not only did not feel palpitations, but narrowed his eyes as if he were enjoying it.

Yes, exactly.

Struggle~ Resist~ What he likes to see the most is the desperate struggle of the prey when it is dying, the unwilling and desperate eyes. It was a spiritual pleasure that nothing could match.

His cloudy yellow eyes stared at Judy, the dark witch, and while he was enjoying it, his bloodthirsty eyes were filled with greed.

The first part of the Dark Bible must be in her hands. With his strength, as long as he can get the first part of the "Dark Bible", his cultivation will definitely be able to reach a higher level and be truly holy.

Of course, looking at her stubborn character, she will definitely not obediently hand over the dark Bible. But it doesn't matter, he has a way to torture, but it really doesn't work, and he can also detain the soul and use the secret method to search for the soul, not afraid that he won't find it.

He had already figured out how to hide the contents of the Dark Bible after he got it, and he copied the contents first.

As for the god of light in this woman's mouth......

The corners of Rex's mouth couldn't help but hook up a mocking arc, and the eyes that looked at the dark witch showed a bit of pity: "Don't say that the god of light has already fallen, even if he is really alive, how can he respond to you, a dark witch full of dark aura? Your prayer is destined to be a joke." Let me end your pain and send you back to the eternal kingdom of death~"

As he spoke, he swung the scepter in his hand, and a dark spear that exuded a dark aura instantly condensed, shooting towards the struggling witch like an arrow from a string.

In the blink of an eye, the Dark Spear had shot in front of the Dark Witch, and it was about to fall on her.

Rex's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had seen the scene of the Dark Witch losing her combat effectiveness, being tortured by him, and refining her soul.

Considers.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, a magnificent golden light door suddenly opened beside the dark witch, and a holy hand shrouded in light stretched out from the light door, grabbing the dark spear.

That hand was slender and powerful, with distinct joints, and its aura was powerful and sacred, and even every pore seemed to radiate the power of light.

I didn't see how hard he could, but with a slight grip, the seemingly invincible Dark Spear was firmly held in the palm of his hand.

Then pinch it gently.

The condensed spear of darkness suddenly twisted and deformed like plasticine, and in an instant it collapsed into countless black mist, which disappeared like green smoke when illuminated by the power of holy light.

Seeing this scene, the dark witch Judy shuddered, and a terrifying light suddenly burst out in her eyes that were a little confused by pain: "I knew that my lord would not abandon his most faithful servant!"

"This, this, this can't be! This can't be!"

The necromantic servant Rex's cloudy and dim eyes stared at the golden light door, and the expression on his face seemed to have seen something unbelievable, shocked, shocked, and unbelievable.

However, whether he likes to believe it or not, the course of events will not be diverted by his will.

In his dead stare, a figure stepped out of the light door and appeared in front of him.

"Wow~"

With a flapping of wings, huge white wings spread out behind him, emitting a brilliant and divine halo.

At the same time, the divine coercion belonging to the Level 7 War Angel also swept out like a stormy wave, filling the entire forest in an instant.

After being officially promoted to the Angel of War, St. Luke's first battle finally kicked off.

Angel of War at level 7!

Rex, the necromantic servant, had a frightened and hideous expression on his zombie-like face.

He was shocked by the majestic divine power and took a few steps back, and the strong smell of death and corpse on his body was also diluted a lot.

How is it possible, how can there still be a legendary angel of war in this world?

How many temples and monasteries of light, until they were destroyed, failed to summon war angels from the Heavenly Divine Kingdom to help.

And this little dark witch was able to summon the angels of war to help.

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out.

"Evil necromancer. St. Luke's handsome and extraordinary face was full of disgust for the negative energy of darkness and the smell of corpses, and his eyes were fierce, "You dare to walk on the road of light, and my Lord will purify you on behalf of the Lord of Light." ”

"Huh!"

Armed with a divine light, St. Luke rushed towards Rex, the "necromantic servant", like a meteor.

"Rotting Wyvern, stop him. Rex, the necromantic minion, screamed.

The carrion wyvern fluttered its wings and swooped down on St. Luke fearlessly.

"Bang!"

St. Luke didn't even dodge, he collided directly with the carrion wyvern, and with a loud sound mixed with a shock wave, the huge carrion wyvern was knocked out, and broken bones and rotten flesh flew all over the sky.

At the same time, St. Luke's wings flapped again, and his speed soared again, grabbing the tail of the carrion wyvern and slamming it to the ground.

"Bang Dang"

A large crater was smashed into the ground.

"Bang Bang Bang", St. Luke dragged the tail of the carrion wyvern and flung it from side to side, full of powerful power and violent beauty.

"This, this, this ......" The necromantic servant Rex's eyes were about to pop out, and the strength of the carrion wyvern that he had cultivated with countless efforts had reached level 6.

In its opinion, even if it can't stop a level 7 war angel, it can hold him back for a while. Unexpectedly, the dignified carrion Wyvern would be smashed around on the ground like a broken toy.

"Cool!" In the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui clearly saw this live broadcast through the Eye of God, watching St. Luke's might, his whole body was extremely happy.

Prior to this, St. Luke had also played several times, and he was also very strong and majestic.

But there has never been a time like this time, which makes Wu Hui feel extremely refreshed.

After thinking about it, it is estimated that there is only one reason.

That's for free this time.

Unlike before, which required 1 point of divine power per minute, this time the power used by St. Luke came from himself, and Wu Hui did not need to spend any divine power at all.

There is no need to calculate every second and every minute, there must be a consumption of divine power, Wu Hui naturally sees it more refreshingly.

Sure enough, it is very necessary to desperately hold back a real angel of war.

"Luke. ”

Wu Hui's oracle sounded in St. Luke's mind, and his tone was extremely relaxed, "What we have time is to take our time without hurry, so that those evil dark creatures can feel the majesty of the power of light." ”

"Yes, my lord. ”

St. Luke's very serious voice gave back to Wu Hui along the channel of faith.

Then, he faithfully fulfilled the oracle, using all kinds of violent means to show the power of the angel of war to the fullest, ravaging the poor carrion Wyvern.

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