The two fists containing purple power burst out, slamming into Lapon Moore. The oracle chuckled and stretched out an arm to block. But upon contact with one of Baroque's fists, his expression immediately changed. An extremely sharp force, almost devastating through the defenses, with bursts of breathtaking thunder, rushed through his arm to the source of his divine power. And in this process, the divine power is actually fragile and has no power to resist, even if it is negligent, but it can't explain this weird thing.

Before he had time to think about where this power came from, Lapon Moore was about to retreat temporarily, but when he moved his body, an equally majestic force suddenly surged from behind, and that power entered his body like a cold stream of water, not daring to approach the divine power above his skull, but it circled and imprisoned Lapon Moore's waist and legs, making him unable to move at that moment. Baroque's other hand followed, slamming it into Laponmore's cheek.

It was as if fireworks had exploded, and Lapon Moore's entire head burst into a sky of white light. Although his body was intact, the divine power was actually crushed by at least a third of the Baroque's blow, and Lapon Moore immediately felt that the majestic divine power on his body had dissipated a lot.

The power of the totem beast Rak could only be imprisoned for a short time, and Lapon Moore quickly regained his freedom, and he didn't care about fighting back, first getting rid of the strange and terrifying attack of the orcs. Unfortunately, Baroque's madness was revealed, and he grabbed one of Lapon Moore's arms and slammed it with his fist again, once again dispersing Lapon Moore's divine power.

The oracle has also erupted, and if it continues like this, all his power will be lost. Desperately battling to withstand Baroque's third blow, Lapon Moore kicked Baroque into the air. His figure flew dozens of feet away, and he looked at the orc with palpitations.

Baroque was wrapped in four layers of wolf beast armor, and although this blow was powerful, it only made him spit blood, and his strength was undiminished. Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, the orc's sinister smile appeared on his face: "Divine envoy? You're nothing. ”

Lapon Moore immediately burst into rage, and he felt an unforgivable offense: "Damn orc, I won't let you die easily, I'm going to torture you hard." You can't beg for death!"

"I'm looking forward to how exactly you're going to make me die, stop talking nonsense, Lord Laponmore, if you want to torture me, you should do it right away. Baroque looked much more relaxed. Pacing leisurely, he sneered.

He has always been high in the entire Apocalypse Holy See, and no one except the Pope dares to be disrespectful to him, and today he was attacked by an orc and ridiculed in every way, Lapon Moore has never been so angry. With a low roar, the white flames on the skull suddenly erupted and doubled, and the surging divine power poured into the whole body, rushing towards the Baroque like a flame man.

Baroque tensed. The purple electric power that had been accumulated in both fists met again. He had just sensed the details of Lapon Moore, and his heart swelled up again.

There was a loud thunderous sound, and the boulder, which was still intact just now, could not withstand the impact and turned into powder. Both Baroque and La Pongmore fell more than ten feet away, drawing two chasms on the ground. Baroque spat out a mouthful of blood, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, it was Lapon Moore, his face was gloomy and terrible, and even faintly with a kind of jealousy and incredulity.

The so-called oracle is nothing more than that, and Baroque's faith is bursting. After all, it is not Labonmore's own power. The borrowed things are always at odds with him. In the past, because of the strength of the divine power, the opponents of those divine envoys could not take advantage of this defect. But Baroque is completely different, because he has the power of purple electricity, which is not inferior in nature to the power of the god of light. Two successive blows from the Fist of Purple Lightning caused the white flames on Lapon Moore's body to be scattered by one and a half. Even just now, Baroque consciously controlled the purple electric power to drill into Lapon Moore's body, and the white flame was like a mouse seeing a cat, frantically retreating, creating a large power gap on Lapon Moore's body. Although he didn't take the opportunity to deal a heavy blow to him just now, Baroque was confident that he had found a way to deal with the oracle. No matter how powerful an oracle is, it is a mortal body after all. Only by destroying his body, the power of the so-called gods can only be wiped out.

Apparently Lapon Moore was aware of this, but he couldn't find a way to deal with it anytime soon. After all, the enemies he encountered in the past were always defeated by overwhelming kills in the face of divine power without exception, which also caused Lapon Moore's arrogance and emptiness. When he really encountered a problem, he immediately became numb.

Perhaps with enough time, Lapon Moore could also figure out how to deal with the power of the Baroque violet. But this is the last time he has received the divine power to descend, and when the divine power dissipates, it is also the moment of his death. Neither he nor his enemies will give him a chance!

Baroque took advantage of Lapon Moore's brief dazed efforts and attacked again without hesitation. All his injuries were suppressed, and he was like a madman, not caring if he would be attacked by a series of counterattacks. Both arms slammed into Lapon Moore, the burst of purple electricity and white flame power splashed, the weeds and thorns on the ground around were instantly scorched, and the gravel and rocks creaked, unable to withstand the pressure of the huge force, and shattered ............ again!

Most of the flames on Laponmore's head had dissipated, revealing his pale gray hair. He looked embarrassed, not since he became an oracle. The power of the baroque's purple electricity shattered his divine power, something that he couldn't believe his eyes, but it really happened. So much so that he didn't react for so long.

Finally finding the right moment, Baroque cracked Lapon Moore's blocked arm with a punch, and took advantage of the momentum to take a step forward, and the probing claw grabbed his chest, and the claws as hard as pure gold clawed at the sternum. With a muffled snort, the divine explosive force pushed Baroque in time, and then retreated. The two were panting more than ten feet apart, staring at each other deadly. Baroque was sweating profusely, while Lapon Moore was more miserable, the horrific wound on his chest was terrifying, and the red heart could be faintly seen. That is, the divine messenger, if it were someone else, would have suffered a heavy blow and lost its resistance.

"Laponmore, your so-called oracle is nothing more than that. I'm going to dig your heart out and see it beat before you die. Baroque's injuries were not minor at all, but he covered them well, gasping for breath to regain every ounce of strength, and taking the opportunity to strike at Lapon Moore.

Lapon Moore was silent, he wanted to repair the wound in his chest, but most of the divine power had been dispersed, and if the remaining power was consumed. Even if the wound is healed, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the next attack of the Baroque. If the world could go back on it, Lapon Moore would never get carried away again, even if it cost anything. He should have attacked and killed the young orc as soon as he came up, and Baroque would undoubtedly not be able to withstand a fatal blow at that time. It was Lapon Moore who wanted to tease his prey and ended up becoming the prey himself.

There are faint signs of collapse in the body, which is a sign that the divine power is consumed too much and the body is unstable. This is his sorrow, because it is the last time he will use divine power, so he has no next time, and he will not be able to borrow any more power. The link between the God of Light and him has been severed, and when the last of his strength dissipates, he will undoubtedly be a pile of dust.

"Maybe I can forgive you, after all, you don't have long to live. But you need to answer me a question, Lapon Moore. ”

"I am going to return to the arms of the God of Light, and I don't need your forgiveness. Stupid orc, what if you defeat me? The God of Light must feel your presence in the sky, do you think you still have a chance to continue to be at ease on the continent? Soon, when I die, new oracles will appear, and even many oracles will appear. Your power is terrifying and powerful, and if you can cause even the slightest trouble to the gods, you will be instantly obliterated. Back then, your so-called No. 1 warrior under the stars [Maudun] was about to give birth to a godhead, how powerful was it? Haven't you been surrounded and killed by the eight divine envoys sent down by the god of light? There are enough gods in this world, and you don't need new gods! Your purple power threatens the gods, and you are doomed to be killed. ”

The divine power in Lapon Moore's body was getting weaker and weaker, and at this time it was no longer possible to hurt Baroque. But he would never beg for mercy from an orc, his body relaxed for a while, as if it was about to turn into air, and a tearing pain came, a sign that he was about to collapse.

"Lapon Moore, do you think your alarmism will scare me? None of what you say can be conveyed to the God of Light, and as long as you die, no one will know my secrets. When the next new oracle appears, I'm afraid he won't be able to suppress me by then. I would also like to thank you for the time you bought. Although Lapon Moore refused to answer the question, Baroque got what he wanted to know from his words............ Godhead, the first warrior under the starry sky, Mao Dun, was almost born back then! It turns out that mortals can also cultivate Godhead, very good, very good!

"If you don't die, the Holy See will send someone to kill you again when it learns, do you think it will buy enough time?" Lapon Moore began to make a slight noise, and his skin cracked into white fine lines, dense like cobwebs, and a faint light flashed, a sign of imminent collapse. This process was originally very slow and could drag on for days, it was the Baroque attack that made Lapon Moore unable to sustain it, accelerating the trend of collapse, no one could stop it, maybe the next moment the whole body would shatter into a pile of pieces, burned into ashes by the white flames!

"I already know that I am remembered by the Pope and the Divine Messenger, and of course I will not reappear. Maybe I'll have to hide in secrecy for a few years, until I'm strong enough to ignore everything, and that is the moment when I reappear. ”

This attack by the oracle made Baroque realize that he was in danger and had already made a decision. Knowing the direction and pursuit of his future, he will concentrate on achieving it. It needs to disappear for a while, and no one tells it. It's good for everyone............ After all, if the Holy See Divine Envoy could not catch Baroque and threatened him with his own brothers, he could not remain indifferent.

Lapon Moore didn't answer any of Baroque's questions in the end, and his body finally exploded into countless pieces, turning into flames in mid-air and burning to ashes. (To be continued.) )