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in the sky.

St. Luke's eyes were closed, and his body was glowing with a dazzling white light.

The light was brilliant and brilliant, white and pure, without the slightest impurity, and set off his temperament extremely holy.

In the white light, a pair of huge white wings slowly stretched out from behind him.

The wings were brilliant and holy, and every feather on them emitted a holy white light, and even the tiniest and delicate feathers seemed to have holy light condensed, brilliant and gorgeous, like the most exquisite works of art.

At this moment, he looks like a real angel, powerful, beautiful, divine, and heartbreaking!

Moreover, as time goes by, the momentum on his body has a tendency to get stronger and stronger!

Wu Hui looked up at St. Luke in the sky, even if he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Although there are angels in the scattered memories inherited from the old god of light, it feels like watching a movie through a filter, and it is difficult to feel the real impact.

Even if Wu Hui used illusion to simulate the appearance of an angel, he could only fool ordinary people.

Looking at St. Luke now, he understands why the word "angel" has been given such a complex and special meaning.

With this appearance and temperament, angels are not something that can be replaced by any other class.

Wu Hui, as the god of light, has a natural resistance to the power of angels, and he is still so emotional, let alone others?

The gods present held their breath one by one, and were so shocked that they almost forgot to breathe.

Since entering the Kingdom of God, they had seen all kinds of divine powers, and they had never had any doubts because Wu Hui's appearance and temperament were different from the light gods they imagined, but it was the first time they had faced such pure strength and might.

This shock made them almost forget for a moment that they were in danger.

At this moment, they have only one thought in their hearts. If their faith is strong enough, if they are pious enough, will they one day be able to have such strength and power?

For a moment, their breath was rapid.

The monstrous beasts that rely on intuition and instinct to fight are more intense than they are.

The aura emanating from St. Luke's body made it feel threatened, and made it feel deeply uneasy.

With its limited intelligence, it couldn't figure out how this ant-like being had suddenly become so powerful, but that didn't prevent it from making judgments.

No, he must devour his prey before his metamorphosis is over, and then get out of here!

"Roar~!"

With a roar, it suddenly swooped down towards Wu Hui regardless of it!

The giant mouth opened and bit Wu Hui!

Seeing that, the fangs of that Sensen were almost sticking to Wu Hui's body. Wu Hui remained motionless, as if he hadn't seen the hideous teeth in front of him at all.

It's just between the lightning and the flint!

St. Luke's eyes in the sky suddenly opened suddenly.

"Look for death!"

There was a flash of golden light in his eyes, and it was murderous.

As he spoke, the sacred sword carefully forged by Jerome in his hand had already been raised, and the holy light flowed from his hand to the sharp sword in an instant, and in an instant, the sword became brilliant and dazzling.

The next moment, the blade of the sword rose and slashed downward!

"Holy Light Slash!"

Dazzling white light suddenly fell from the sky and slashed at the monstrous head of the giant beast with lightning speed!

Obviously the most ordinary Holy Light Slash, it was used in the hands of St. Luke, who had temporarily advanced to an angel at this moment, but it had a lot of incredible power that made people's hearts palpitate.

The cold white light fell from the sky, like the heavenly river hanging upside down, the mighty soup soup, the power is so strong, I don't know how much stronger than the giant beast just now!

I only heard a loud "poof" sound, and the hideous giant beast was instantly pulled out of a hideous wound on its forehead by the long sword, which was three or four meters long!

Fishy blood splattered out of the wound in an instant, pouring down like raindrops.

The huge body of the giant beast was even more than ten meters back under the huge and unparalleled power, and it was extremely embarrassed.

"Roar~!"

The giant beast roared angrily at the pain.

Angry and painful, what little wisdom it had was completely suppressed by violent emotions, and without thinking about it, it made a tail pilgrimage to Luke.

A man and a beast were suddenly entangled together.

Wu Hui gestured to the gods behind him, and the three three-bow bed crossbows immediately joined the battlefield, and Leng Zi shot an arrow at the wild monster, and shot it specifically at its original wound.

The wild monster was already poisoned, and only seventy percent of the strength of the whole body was left, and there was an injury in the body, and under the combination of the two sides, it took almost no effort to completely suppress it.

I have to admit that the seventh-level battle angel is really so strong that it is a mess. Whether it is momentum or combat effectiveness, it is far from comparable to ordinary people.

In the eyes of Wu Hui, the former Gruburg was already a very powerful military building, and it took many days of planning before he dared to use strategy and tactics to make a move. But if he had a seventh-level war angel at that time, he didn't need to think about any tactics at all, and he could directly send a war angel to level the entire Gruburg.

And Viscount Connor, who is also very difficult in Wu Hui's eyes and regards as a great enemy, can mobilize thousands of troops as a whole, which is not strong. But if a war angel descends on the battlefield, how much courage can the opposing mortal army have to fight?

"Alas~" Wu Hui watched the fierce battle between the War Angel Saint Luke and the seventh-level wild monster from afar, calm on the surface, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Today's War Angel St. Luke seems to be powerful, but in fact, he is a War Angel who has been forcibly promoted to level seven with divine magic. The price paid was that Wu Hui had to consume 1 point of divine power every minute.

1 point of divine power per minute!

In other words, Wu Hui's 10 days of hard work to save up divine power was enough for St. Luke to burn for 3 minutes.

At the beginning of Wu Hui's operation, he only had a total of 10 points of divine power, and ten crossbow arrows consumed 1 point of his divine power, permanently raising St. Luke to level 5, and consuming another 4.8 divine power.

Activating the Divine Technique temporarily raised St. Luke to level 7, which is even more expensive.

Now Wu Hui only has 3.2 divine power left, and in the next minute, he will burn 1 more divine power.

In other words, if St. Luke can't take out a level 7 monster in a short period of time, the whole situation will be extremely passive.

Wu Hui knew about this problem and hidden dangers, but the seventh-level wild monster with more instinct than wisdom didn't know.

All it knew was that it seemed to have fallen into a trap and instinctively wanted to retreat. Desperately wounded, it forced the war angel back, and after roaring angrily, it flapped its wings and flew towards the kingdom of God.

Run, run, run!

In its consciousness, there is only one thought.

"Hehe~"

Wu Hui looked at this scene with a sneer.

Wu Hui had been pondering the plan of strangling the seventh-level wild monster for a long time, and every possibility had been conceived and scrutinized a lot. When it comes to life-and-death matters, how can he be sloppy?

Wu Hui, who had been prepared for a long time, said calmly: "Godhead, close the crystal wall." ”

The crystal wall of the Kingdom of God is a part of the entire Kingdom of God, and Wu Hui can naturally control it from the heart, open it when he wants to, and close it when he wants to.

"Bang dang!"

At the moment when the wild monster was about to rush out of the kingdom of God, the crystal wall of the kingdom of God had already closed.

Caught off guard, it smashed headlong on the crystal wall of the Kingdom of God, and in the center of the translucent crystal wall, the shock wave rippled all around.

Since it is here, how can you let it go again? Closing the door and beating the dog is only the most basic operation.

"I want to escape, it's too late. ”

St. Luke, who had been transformed into an angel of war, slammed a pair of crystal holy wings and appeared behind the monster, slashing down with his sword in both hands.

The brilliant holy light was highly condensed, and a large hole was opened behind the wild monster, and blood splattered, as if a blood rain had fallen in the air.

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