Invisible light emitted from her fingertips, and Amber's eyes reflected Hove's figure in mid-air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Boom, Mars circled around her like some kind of omen.

Hove, who was shaking his wings, seemed to realize something, and his expression of disbelief disappeared in a flash, and his body turned into a phantom and attacked from the flanks.

The furious wind swept in, and Amber raised her eyes unhurriedly, and all the sounds seemed to be gone.

There was silence.

"Flame Refining Calamity."

Some kind of extremely old monophony, like a legendary incantation, evokes the power of the elements.

Boom, boom, flames and a gale.

Mars distorted and transformed, and countless flame-like streamers came out of the void, surging towards Hough's location in an instant, drawing a brilliant arc, boom, boom! The scorching force destroyed all the plants under the tip of the flame, and the flames spread and became scorched black.

Overwhelming.

With a slight step on the charred grass, Amber looked up calmly, her white robe stained with flames and melted into yellow and black ashes that drifted away, revealing delicate close-fitting soft armor, and an illusory golden figure stood behind her.

It was a tall mage, with pale golden robes, pale golden vertical pupils, and the tip of the staff in his hand was a swirling and deep hedron that emitted a golden halo.

Synchronized with the movements of the golden phantom, Amber looked at Hove, who was entangled in flames, and raised her left arm, and her palm ignited with golden flames.

"Every angel has been tested, and has been burned by the flame of the Sacred Song to obtain the kindling."

"But for you..."

The color of contempt was undisguised, and the sparkle in her eyes shone brightly, "It is judgment." ”

clenched fists for a moment.

A violent explosion rang out in midair, and as the fire in Amber's palm dimmed, countless sparks fell from the sky and turned into countless ashes halfway through.

He was hit.

The condensed flames pierced the wings, and the shattered charred armor fell to the ground, smashing out of the pit.

Rumble!

"Ahem, ahem."

With a fierce cough, Hough struggled out of the pit and looked up at Amber, who had changed her appearance.

The clenched dirt in his hands was even a little unreal, and his tone trembled a little, which was caused by intense anger.

"Sure enough, Westmar sent you to Canduras... to act as an undercover agent for the Devil..."

He stared at Amber's pair of vertical pupils with a look of disgust, "I've heard before that a professional who fuses demonic blood can inspire more power, but..."

But some features of the body are demonized and extremely unstable.

His words were suppressed in his throat, and Amber easily grabbed his neck and lifted it directly.

With her head bowed, her slightly blurred career, Amber's tight face was full of coldness, and the contempt in her eyes grew stronger.

"What do you know as a mongrel?"

“・・・”

Feeling the strange power, Hough's pupils shrank, and the gray short sword hidden under the armor on his chest shot out suddenly.

This is his last hole card.

"Ahhhh

His hanging arms swelled suddenly, and Hough let out a low, suppressed growl.

Bang bang bang!

The surging flames shattered his limbs, and his shattered body flew upside down like a broken kite, rolling to the ground with black smoke.

"Damn it!"

Amber flashed a look of pain, a dissipating gray dagger stuck in her lower abdomen, and her golden vertical pupils quickly faded into their original blue and amber eyes.

"You can do this, bastard soul."

With a look of annoyance in her eyes and a bit of luck, she took the life potion out of her inventory and drank it down.

On the other side, Hoff's side, who had lost his limbs, lit up with a white light, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Amber could even hear the angry growl in her head, accusing her of letting the power slip away again.

"Hmph, I'm not your puppet."

This incident gave her more eyes, she couldn't always do what it said, she had to have her own plans.

"Huh?"

Amber sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and her gaze turned to the other side, where there seemed to be a Roger figure.

Before Hove pursued her, Kasha had led the party.

"It's just in time."

She whispered, scurrying towards where the Rogers were.

・・・

Camp Rog, Camp Professionals Street.

Ding!

The shadows of the swords intertwined, easily defeating the three embarrassed assassin professionals in front of him, and Senior's brow furrowed.

More professionals are moving this way.

"Another member of the Church of Law? With such a large number, are you preparing to rebel? ”

Senior's words seemed to reveal the weakness of his heart, and the professionals pouring out of the street looked at each other, then changed to a slightly mocking smile.

"It's a pity that our side won't spare you easily, so if you know this, you should run away quickly."

The mouse-like paladin narrowed his eyes, "You're pretty good, but you have to see the situation." ”

Raising the long sword in his hand like a demonstrative, the smile on his face turned into a shadowy hideousness, "Finally, give you a chance to tell your true identity, what is the purpose of coming from Westmar?!" ”

There's a lot to mention here.

With the exception of Senior, the professionals who had come with him and stationed in Rog's camp had either been killed by Andariel or had been taken over by the people of the Church of Roso.

Ever since Amber and Camp Rog's higher-ups discovered that something was wrong with the Church of Roso, and that the plague had broken out one after another, they had been hiding and had not shown their fangs until now.

With the Stone Fields suffering heavy losses, the Camp Twin Stars missing, the First Pro, Hoff disrupting the situation, and the Super Pro, Leslie imprisoned, it's a good time for them to reassert the power of the Rosho Church.

However, there are two things they have in mind, one is the new professionals who have come from Westmar, are they the professionals of the camp double star, representing the Westmar forces? This is something that needs to be clarified.

The other thing is that the high-level of the Rog camp, Akara and others, who really hold the real power, are responsible for the task of communicating with the high-level heavens, and have extremely high prestige, and the distribution of all important resources must be approved by them.

Of course, when this dangerous approach was proposed inside the Rossoh church, most people objected.

"The High Heaven is always paying attention to the actions of the Rog camp, and it is really quick to seize power rashly."

In the end they came to an agreement, and the bishop of the church received an oracle from the gods of their faith.

"The angels won't bother with this, whoever can exert more power in Rog's camp will be in power."

Maybe it wasn't true, but it was enough to convince all the priests present.

If they are firm in their faith, they will succeed.

The above is the reason for the unrest in Rog's camp, which was planned by the people of the Church of Luosuo.

Unfortunately, when it came to apprehending the Professionals from Westmar, they got stuck with Senior.

The self-proclaimed Master Assassin had dealt with three Lv9 Assassin professionals with a single face.

"Expelling demons, is that what you're for? Or do you have something else in mind? ”

Senior's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Arrest and torture!"

The paladin sneered and shouted. The professionals around him took action one after another, drawing their weapons extremely fiercely and approaching.