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Alas, it's not over......

Lately, I haven't been able to catch up...... Dian Niang kept going out of the situation......

Am I used to it? It's not going to work......

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She won't die. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Edward's eyes narrowed as the paladins screamed fiercely.

Even though the strong pressure of the arteries turned the blood into a torrent, the woman did not hesitate - without the slightest panic, she had finished a chant, so that the blood flower, blooming and withering, only made her plain long dress dyed with some bright red makeup.

Of course, this does not mean that she is unharmed - that is also Edward's purpose, the gushing blood, between these two short breaths, has exceeded a liter, the human body, in this case, will inevitably be extremely weakened, even if an angel descends in the body, there will not be too many changes.

Damn it......

Edward's low curse - actually, he knew that such an attack was not very suitable. Because it means that the two sides have no room to maneuver.

But at that moment's judgment, the telemancer did not hesitate...... Because he also knows that once the judge is no longer human, it is impossible to seek a peaceful solution.

The tall man moved.

Almost as soon as the woman raised her hand, he jumped up and then fell.

It was only a small jump, but two thunderclaps rang out on the ground—a muffled thunderous sound, countless cracks were trampled on the gorgeous ground, and countless earth and gravel erupted. The waterfall is rushing forward!

Such an attack can not only really obscure the opponent's vision, but the rainstorm of earth also has a certain lethality, even if a small abrasion may not be fatal, but it is also a very terrible effect for some agile characters...... Thereupon. As his opponent, the woman could only retreat and avoid this wave.

Then, a golden palm of the Celestial Realm had already roared from behind her!

In that hand, at some point, he already held a war mallet! a terrible cross-shaped edge, piercing the air with a sharp howl. Prove that the power infused above is enough to split a piece of boulder in half in the next instant!

But the human woman dodged away.

Claudia didn't stop back, she even sped up a little, she leaned back sharply, as if she was about to break herself. With a backflip, she flashed herself from under the hammer that was difficult to change direction! The terrifying sharp wind made her red hair fly like flames, and this dangerous action was also full of a different kind of beauty.

The beauty of killing.

At the moment of turning over. A long sword was already in her hand, turning into an arc of light, pointing directly at the opponent's neck!

Snort!

The sword pierced into his body, but the hand holding the sword stiffened...... Although the whole body has been pierced by a rapier. But the tall figure seems to be unaware of it—the slightest difference. The tip of that long sword was already in his hand!

Then she jerked her hand. The dagger in his hand has been pierced into the forearm of the strong man who swept past him!

Then the strong man let out a painful roar! When the dagger left the palm of the man in black, the blood light floating on it had already disintegrated, but the little blade that had been driven into his body was extremely deadly! One of his originally thick arms had changed color at a terrifying speed that was visible to the naked eye! Although he immediately pulled out the dagger that had pierced deeply, the soft and hanging hand had a purple-gray color, and he was no longer able to lift it!

Vast expanses of beautifully decorated walls turned into billowing earth and rocks, and a section of the wall was swept up into the air and smashed against a house a few hundred feet away, and the stumps and dirt were tossed into the air and then fell like hail......stones! Although most of them are unscathed.

The fall of the angel is like a warplane,

The hard rock on the ground was smashed and cracked in the middle, but the damage was obviously insignificant to the celestial creatures, and he just shook his head and stood up

It wasn't completely nothing, the winged Astral Apostle looked down at his body, the burqa on his body had been torn apart, the shining armor had been shattered, and a large area of robust skin was revealed under the crumbling armor. But in the center of the ribs, there was a bloody wound! The gurgling golden blood, the wound was only an inch long, it could only be regarded as a small wound on the flesh, but it made the face of the Astral Apostle more solemn

"You're strong......"

The sturdy body floated a little strangely, the short gray hair was windless and automatic, and the starlight flowed from the flying hair, like a little flow in the air, fluttering for a long time before it quietly disappeared. Staring at the black figure, he muttered for a moment before speaking in a deep voice.

It seemed to be a figure shrouded in a white robe, but there was only one hand that people could see clearly, a white, delicate, and even delicate hand stretched out from the white robe, just pressing it slightly on the black shadow's body, but the black shadow squeaked as if it had been hit by a huge hammer, and then fell heavily to the ground!

His reaction was quick, and he had adjusted his movements before he hit the ground, and between a few rolls, he had unloaded most of his strength, but it didn't seem to be in very good shape - one foot had been dragged limply...... The sharp pain made him let out a snort.

"Ahh ”

It sounded so beautiful that the Psychic Warlock raised his face and stared at the figure that had appeared above for nowhere.

She rested her cheek in one hand, and looked at him from above for a moment, smiling, or rather, metallic, eyes full of curious flashes.

"Little ghost, you didn't run away, and you came to the door. What a daring guy. "The girl's voice was crisp – like ice cubes condensed from the finest pure water, clear and transparent...... But it is unchangeably hard, full of sharp edges and corners, and cold.

"You think. What can you expect from me? Actually, I probably should have been impressed with you, after all, you have defeated me once, and even if I am not in good shape, it is a great achievement to be able to close my consciousness for a short time. ”

"But do you want to die so much? and even run back to us. Deliberately exposing that kind of fluctuation...... Ah, I see, you don't even know that you're carrying. I don't know how much value it is, and I don't know what our purpose is, right?"

As a result, Edward's eyes flashed with shock.

The reason for their coming. Is it for the Staff of Kingship?

"You are very clever and tenacious, and it is the first time I have seen that the power of the king has been invoked without being consumed by it. Even the so-called, ancient Grand Arcanists. I can't do it. As long as you take him with you, you can only be eroded by Shiloh and them in the end. Eventually become its puppet and doll. ”

Familiar, yet unfamiliar

Her face seemed to be no different from what she remembered, still full of heroic beauty, but what was very different from her memory, her long golden hair was more shining, flowing like a pearl, and there was something unusual on her white forehead...... To be precise, there should be several patterns—an abstract pattern of a not-so-pure silver mixed with milk-like delicate skin......

And her golden eyes, calm to the cold eyes, but the corners of the soft cherry lips have soft curves,

Someone's look of surprise made the corners of her mouth condense into a perfect arc...... Dump all beings.

The face must not have changed in the slightest from Edward's memory, but what it presented was a different style...... Mature, feminine, confident...... Or, just the absolute superior, the style of contempt for a qiē

"That's right, my original mission was to find these fragments of royal power for His Majesty Lansendel, and then be responsible for sealing them, how, isn't it a little surprised?"

'Elena' let out a series of giggling, silver-bell-like laughs.

"Well, admit it, you're surprised, and you're scared to death, aren't you?" she stared at Edward, her smile widening until she leaned back and fell in love, "Those boring methods of the Psychic Warlock are meaningless to me, the color of your soul has betrayed all your feelings. ”

Edward slowly stood up, silently taking out a bottle of potion and pouring it down his throat.

The alchemy potion was extremely fast, and the scorching warmth had instantly smoothed out most of the sharp pain in the body, but just as it couldn't repair the broken leg bone, it couldn't resist the cold in the heart.

The cold of death.

"You, not challenging, too weak. ”

A huge wall of fire lit up around him! and then another ...... The flames burned so fast and so violently that the shield at the intersection instantly became a huge orange-red fireball, hungry and devouring the qiē it touched. Then it was distorted by the wall of force field around the old mage, emitting a squeaky sound and gray electric light.

The casting speed of the psychic ability is almost equal to none, and the accelerated time sense and constant arcane vision make it easy to identify the structure of most spell flows, even if it is a first-class ** master, as long as they are still using ordinary forms of spell casting, they must pay attention to chanting spells and even using materials. As a result, it is difficult to pose any real threat to him.

However, the explosive power of psychic abilities comes at a high cost, and those who can only see the advantages of combat are always the first to die from the lack of mental power—those who abuse their power often ignore the limits of their own power. Therefore, if you want to become a qualified psychic mancer, before using power, you must first hone your own mind, understand yourself, and know how to restrain and humble power.

That word stopped the angel's movements in an instant......

The spiritual power surged wildly, combined into an invisible force, and the filament-like heavy entanglement numbed the tall body, allowing him to restrain the swinging long sword alive, and the sudden stopping power of the shock made him roar in pain, but except for the organs on his face, even his little finger could no longer produce the slightest trembling.

This kind of Cheng dù's power can only inflict limited restraint on celestial beings, but in this kind of close combat. A little bit of stagnation is terrible enough...... Before he could concentrate on fighting against it, he felt a flower in front of him, and then it was like being hit head-on by a city-breaking hammer, even though the light wings behind him flashed, he still flew backwards involuntarily, and there was a sharp pain in the abdomen and ribs! If so, he was hit three times in a row!

The warhammer swirled and swung in the hands of the Astral Apostle, between flashes of golden light. The flames were scattered, the ice wind was stirred, and even the long sword condensed by the power of the arcane was smashed into countless black fragments by the warhammer with a loud bang!

The Astral Apostle is an expert in melee combat, and if you simply comment on the combat effectiveness of cold weapons, even a higher-order Otherworldly Divine Servant may not be much stronger than them, and his opponent is obviously a spellcaster. As long as you fight in close quarters, the advantage is extremely obvious...... In fact, his opponent had just raised his palm, as if he was chanting a spell, and this attack only interrupted the opponent's mana condensation. He was sure of victory!

But the moment the hammer was about to touch his opponent, his body suddenly weighed like a thousand pounds, and the feather of light swung continuously, but he could no longer maintain his speed. A vast and unparalleled magical power enveloped him and fixed his body. And this qiē comes from the character that the other party spits out.

His attacks are not perfect, in such close combat, regardless of the ability to fight. Technique, or experience. As a spellcaster, he could not have been the match of the Astral Apostles who had lived thousands of years and perfected the art of fighting...... But. He now has the upper hand. His strength and reflexes are above his opponents, and his speed is fluctuating in a way that is mixed with spatial teleportation...... Successive attacks or just barely able to break through the opponent's defense, but like a small skinning knife, relying on rapid rotation, little by little, the opponent is indeed cut, slashed, and killed.

In actual combat, there is really no point in complaining about the meanness of the opponent, and as a warrior on the battlefield, you should always be prepared...... But the act of being turned into a sneak attack, and the taunt between his opponent's words, still made the Astral Apostle feel annoyed, and he narrowed his eyes, turning the words that were blocked in his chest by the attack into a low roar that seemed to be a roar.

To be continued ......)

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