Chapter 47: Angels
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As soon as he raised his hand, a very powerful hero died, which made the rest of Jerut's heroes stop.
The God Butcher is not just a joke, there are many people who have successfully slaughtered the God in history, but behind these God Butcher stories, there is often a large story for the protagonist of the God Butcher, a demigod who has had a miserable experience. At the end of the day, God Butcher is the life of a demigod, not a hero. Their abilities come from the gods, and they are inherently a head lower than the gods, so how can they be the opponents of the gods?
Only those demigods are the main force of the true God Slaughterer. As soon as they were born, they inherited the power of the gods, and the gap between them and the gods was often just one less godhead than those gods.
The power that Rossi displayed at this time was like a god coming in person, and the obscure fluctuations on his body were no different from those powerful gods. With just one finger, Albert was reimbursed, who would dare to go up and die again?
Their eyes were focused on the body of the golden armor demigod, and the golden armor demigod also calmed down, and he raised his hand and said, "You guys go to the back ......." As he spoke, he walked across from Rossi, and there was a distance of forty or fifty meters between the two.
Rosie was unusually calm at this time, there was no trace of superfluous emotions in his brain, and he was calm like a precision instrument. His cold eyes swept over the golden-armored god of war, and with a finger of his hand, three spears of victory shot out.
The golden armor demigod's eyebrows suddenly rose, and he didn't dodge or dodge, facing the three spears of victory. Before the spear of victory could hit his body, the wind pressure reached first, and the horizontal flesh on his face trembled. He roared "fearless", and a golden light rose into the sky, rolling up the dust on the ground and spreading it around. What followed was the momentum that inherited the gods, not weaker than Rossi's.
The God of Courage is one of the most powerful main gods, and his fighting style is similar to that of the God of War, both of which pay attention to head-on collisions. The stronger the enemy, the more courage and strength they muster. Someone in the Jerut god system once commented on the god of courage, as long as he is not directly crushed in battle, he will become stronger and stronger, the more injuries he suffers, the more his strength increases, this is a god who is strong when he is strong.
The golden-armored demigod obviously inherited this, he let the spear of victory invade, stretched out his arms, and actually held the spear of victory in his arms, the tendons of his arms bulging and twisting, and he clamped the three spears of holy power with great force. After a short moment, the severed Spear of Victory began to swell and explode, and the violent explosion unleashed a flame of holy power, completely submerging the golden demigods.
Fred was standing on the wall, and his abilities did not allow him to fight the enemy head-on, so Rossi did not let him go to the front. At this time, he looked at Rosie, who was floating in the air like a god, in a daze, his eyes emitted golden light, and his mouth kept murmuring.
It must have been a miracle from the Father, who had given the power to the god Rossi, and it must have been so, and the Father was really there! He closed his eyes and began to sing a prayer, which grew louder and louder until it covered all of Leria.
In this holy song, Rosie felt a change in strength, a positive one.
He clenched his fists and raised his hand to push forward, and a huge white-gold war hammer fell from the sky, planting straight in the middle of the holy flame. In the white-gold holy flame, there was a looming figure, he was hard to carry the heavy blow, and raised his head suddenly, "Perseverance!"
This is the second motto of the god of courage, the proverb of perseverance, this is a very magical ability, which can completely undo all the attacks that cause damage to him, and can also restore some of his physical wounds, which is one of the main reasons why the god of courage can become the main god - he is not afraid of strong enemies, nor is he afraid of pain!
When all the holy flames turned into holy power and returned to Rossi's embrace, the figure of the golden armor demigod was finally fully revealed.
The gorgeous gold armor on his body had been shattered to the ground, and there were small wounds all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood. The brown hair was also torn apart by the air currents generated by the explosion, and several patches of the scalp were exposed. Embarrassed, panting, his slightly narrowed eyes glint dangerously, he wiped the blood from his mouth, wiped it on his chest, and suddenly shook off his legs and strode towards Rossi.
The speed of this running was extremely fast, and the air flow in front of him formed a circular "shield" due to the wind resistance, and the whole person was like a bullet shot out of a gun.
Rosie just glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he muttered two syllables in his mouth, and suddenly an almost transparent shield wall appeared in front of him. The shield wall depicts all the good things in the kingdom of God, and there is a cross in the center, surrounded by two angels on either side of the cross.
In the blink of an eye, in an instant, the demigod and the shield wall collided together.
With a bang, the explosion from the impact blew gusts of wind, blowing others staggering.
In the rising smoke, a fist pierced through the smoke and slammed into Rossi's face. Rosie was beaten to the sidelines, the muscles on his face piling together, and his eyes narrowed.
It hurts a little.
In the demigod's surprised gaze, he straightened his neck and pushed the demigod's fist back.
"Impossible!", the demigod roared, his fist knew to him, let alone a human, even an ordinary god would be sent flying out by this punch. He is no ordinary demigod, his father is one of the main gods of Jerut, and he has great fighting power. He inherited his father's strength, and even thousands of kilograms of stones would be cracked by him with a single punch, and even the steel plate could leave a deep fist mark.
And Rosie is just a mortal in the flesh, even if he has the momentum and coercion of a god at this time, he is still a person!
No way!
The raised whip leg buzzed and blew a gust of wind, and when it was less than five centimeters away from Rossi's body, it was gently grabbed by Rossi's hand. He withdrew his fist and raised his elbow to swing forward, and Rossi raised his head slightly to stagger his attack, reaching out and throwing a punch that slammed into the demigod's face. This punch was heavier than the punch he hit Rossi, and his eyes were full of stars, nosebleeds and tears flowed uncontrollably, and the whole person was beaten into the air.
If it weren't for one of Rosie's feet, he would have flown upside down by now.
No way!
He was roaring inside, roaring.
Rosie grabbed him by the leg and threw him to the ground, and with a raised hand was a spear of victory.
This time, the god-blessed golden armor without pure gold guarded his body and plunged directly into his chest.
His eyes froze, and he immediately showed a fierce look, "Sacrifice!"
He shouted loudly, and the spear of victory twisted and exploded.
A look of surprise appeared on Rossi's face, and he discovered something very strange through the burst of holy power.
The spear of victory, which was supposed to explode in his chest, did not leave any wounds on his chest, but his left arm suddenly shattered into a pile of blood foam, is this a transfer of damage?
Sure enough, it's an interesting ability, and it also confirms the proverb in this world, until the battle is over, it will always be full of surprises!
"Let go of Atlas!", the demigod scrambled to his feet, it was not easy to lose an arm, but again, such a heavy injury made his strength increase even more. His fist was as fast as lightning and heavy as a mountain, and Rossi could feel that this punch would definitely hurt when it fell on him.
He moved backwards, leaving an afterimage, and at the moment when the demigod's fist pierced the afterimage, he jerked forward and kicked it up.
The demigod was kicked and flew back, but Rosie's gaze fell on the beast that had been loosened. He licked his lips, such a powerful demonic beast, he didn't know what kind of changes it would bring to him if he ate it.
At this time, half of the three minutes had passed, and he had more than a dozen victory spears falling on the body of the demonic beast one after another, but they only brought some physical injuries to the demonic beast that were not serious. Rossi's eyes froze, he could completely defeat that demonic beast at this time, but it took time, but what he lacked the most was time.
What a hate, this power will always dissipate!
Behind him, another pillar of light rose into the sky, and in the light, a shrunken girl slowly stretched out her body. A bunch of white wings spread out with a bang, and everyone in the whole Leriad held their breath.