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Chapter 416 Battle

"Elena..."

"Sister Elena..."

Looking at the familiar figure in the golden halo, Lisa and Yasalie couldn't help but make a low call at the same time.

However, the golden woman frowned and stared at the human in the black robe with her golden eyes flashing with anger. In his hands, the human form of the Serathian God Carel was constantly disintegrating.

It turned into subtle gray powder, scattered in the surrounding wind, leaving only a few golden light condensed in it, forming the phantom that was almost the same as it.

It was a more perfect celestial creature, strong and tall, just like the most standard sculpture that humans could think of completing, full of beauty and perfect beauty.

However, this perfection has now been destroyed... The incomplete, exposed bones and internal organs are trembling slightly. Even though they are constructed by the pure golden light, they still look a little more hideous!

And the hand that belongs to the psychic warlock caused the source of all this - where the slender fingertips fall, the golden light that forms the body of the God's servant will decompose, break, and be stripped layer by layer, and transform

As a luster, it was put into that hand, and the silver middle finger ring made the silver glow more and more flash!

When the attached body disappears and the celestial creatures that have lost their dual essence will begin to be rejected by the rules of this plane. The laws consume their power and try to push it back to the original plane... However, at this moment, the celestial creatures will begin to be rejected by the rules of this plane.

But his body lost all resistance and could only tremble slightly in vain, but could not make any effective resistance!

This scene caused some uneasy restlessness to spread among the ten apostles of the astral realm.

The memories of the creatures in the heavens are always clear, they will not forget or miss them, but because of this, the shock they felt is so huge and unparalleled!

That is Seraph’s servant? Carell.

How could he fail? How could he be so slaughtered? How could he... be about to disappear?

The Shirvana Gods scattered across the battlefield, under the holy sword, were invincible, the body of the demon was burning in the light, even if only one person and one sword could break through the formation of tens of thousands of troops, the arrows forward, split the evil spirit like the tide, and the figures

It means that wherever the light comes...even if they still die, it is ten times and a hundred times more evil than theirs!

This is a fact that is etched in every celestial biological memory, either true, or vague, but irrefutable.

However, at this moment, the feeling that was disappearing and the falling light was equally true. It was the Caryo, the pride of the morning light! And what was causing all this was just one

Humans, a mundane world that can be seen everywhere in this plane!

"Stop it, don't let that evil pollute your soul."

Staring quietly at the human. Eriele's golden gaze flashed, but in the end he could only shake his head and sigh.

A strange force came into the air, blurring Carell's incomplete figure - like a stone thrown into the lake, countless ripples began to ripple on the gold color, turning it into a

The group is blurred and flew upwards.

But at that moment, five slender and pale fingers gently closed, and they had already grasped the golden luster in their hands! The golden halo representing the soul of the creatures in the heavenly world was trembling and struggling, and the soul made a scream and roar.

The humans who were thousands of feet away looked pale and subconsciously reached out to block their ears!

But the five fingers of the psychic warlock seemed to be cast and remained unmoved!

"You have used such evil power. Do you know what you are doing?" The scream that hit the soul directly, even Ariele could not bear it as usual! She raised her golden eyebrows and spoke sternly: "You

The essence of a divine servant is being stolen!"

"Ahhh...yeah, but I just took a little bit, which is far from what you did."

When the familiar but unfamiliar face was reflected in his eyes, Edward's voice was also trembling slightly, so he lowered his head slightly and hid his gaze in the shadow of his hood: "Who told him to come and find him."

What about some trouble? Since it fails, you always have to pay some of this thing."

"Well, steal? Haha, so that's it. As long as it absorbs the enemy, it can be transformed into its own power, and the types of enemies are not limited... Such exchanges are really interesting."

His voice was hoarse, and the air had become as hot as fire before it reached his throat... It was like baking, dehydrating, and drying to the point of cracking... The whole body was trembling, but

It wasn't because of fear, but every muscle seemed to be leaping, but my mind was more like a fire was forcibly lit, and it was stuffed into countless ice cubes, and it kept surging...

This is a very strange emotion.

Or it is closer to excitement than surprise, anger, sadness.

If it were on weekdays, you might have suppressed it. In battles, especially in battles with strong enemies, emotions are an unfavorable factor. Only by being calm and calm can you expand your thinking to the greatest extent and grasp it.

Opportunities, calculating gains and losses, exerting one's own power to the greatest extent, and controlling emotions is the basis of the psychic warlock's abilities.

However, Edward, now for some reason, did not want to do that.

His voice was hoarse, so the voice was very slow. As he spoke slowly, the voice became a self-talking again. He lowered his eyes and focused on the silver ring of his right hand, which was gradually dimming.

Jin Guang: "However, the power of a Serathian God's servant has changed to this little bit, and it seems that it will be consumed quickly... This is a bit shameless, right? It's more important than the China Securities Regulatory Commission... no, it's even more important than the bet on football

Is it a huge profit?"

"That's not a exchange at all! It's a sacrifice! You are helping Panduroyen, the power of that evil existence!"

For a moment, Ariele was stern, as if he could not bear it anymore! But his words still had a sense of admonition: "Don't you like to think? Then please don't be stupid and hope for something that doesn't belong to you! The more you do that,

If you do it, the more power he will get. Finally, he will break free from that prison! Stop, you have done too much, this world, this multiverse, and in the end it will be because of yours..."

"Yes, or, that's it, but... I don't seem to believe you now? Lord Ariele?"

Humans smiled softly, with an indescribable meaning: "Human species is indeed a combination of chaos and order, and their own temporary likes and dislikes can drive everything. I am no exception. And, why do you have any reason to make

What if I let him go? Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again."

It is incomprehensible, the language and culture of another world, but the words spoken by the words of the soul are different from language, but the communication between consciousness. Therefore, these words directly penetrated into every listener

In the heart! He embodies that indifference into everyone's consciousness, no matter what the other party's wishes!

The heavy and vicious spirit in it, the killing momentum seemed to grab people's breathing at any time, making all the existences shrouded in it stagnate!

Even the fully armed astral apostles surrounded by the surroundings were no exception.

The creatures in the heavenly world had a perfect facial expression and solemn face... They should have been indifferent to the intimidation. As warriors on Paradise Mountain, fearing this existence should have disappeared for thousands of years, in the bloody battle of life and death on the battlefield. However,

.At this moment, they are just projecting them, the existence that is just human, makes them feel such emotions.

So real.

To be more precise, it was imposed... the person's eyes were like a powerful existence, in an irresistible way, and the emotion of fear was forced into their consciousness!

Is this something a human being can do?

"Okay, okay. Look, Lord Ariele, you have asked me, and I have answered your questions, answered honestly." The human being continued, with a long hood,

Together with the shadow, it covered most of his expression, with only his lips opening and closing, making different sounds - although equally pale and cold: "So, I have a few questions. I hope you answer."

"You! OK...you can ask."

"Elena, you have been assimilated by your consciousness, right?"

“We are not…”

"I don't want to listen to nonsense. Yes, or not?" The human interrupted suddenly, and the hoarse voice with such an indiscriminate momentum made the voice of the Serathian servant stagnate!

"If it's really like you said, I've assimilated her with me, then what do you do? Kill me? And what?"

After a pause, Ariele's voice calmed down.

Indifferent, crisp, no longer as grand as that.

"Then? Interesting question...well, or, I'll find a way to squeeze out from your body and restore her soul, or I'll bury it and let her rest forever, or, I'll create a blank soul

Fill in as a comfort for yourself…”

The psychic warlock paused, as if sighing, and seemed to mock him: "Ha, aren't there many ways? But the most important thing is that I will catch you first."

"No matter which one it is, only divine power can achieve the result... it is not a field you can enter."

"Yes, it's difficult, but this is the challenge, right? If you don't try it, how can you know that I can't do it?"

"You're so crazy..."

"Humans are originally very fragile creatures, and there is nothing strange about being crazy, right?"

Humans seemed to care about this comment at all. He laughed, but there was no trace of pleasure in the hoarse laughter: "Ah, some people say, the guys who realize they are going crazy are actually still

Normal, so you see, I might not be that exaggerated yet? Besides, the word madness is guaranteed by reason, and progresses through layer by layer, which is guaranteed by God's reason. But you, or,

Where can your God, His reason be guaranteed?”

God’s reason cannot be guaranteed? Doesn’t that mean that God is also a madman?

Blasphemy!

"Accept the trial, heresy!"

A star apostle finally rebuked him unbearably! Her golden and red wings were spread out, and she pulled a slender and flawless bow in her hand! A beautiful rune appeared on the white bow in an instant, expanding rapidly, and shiny.

It is dazzling, flowing rapidly in a strange and special way, and is flying all over the sky.

As the wind passes through the treetops, a ray of light has been triggered with the tension of the bowstring...

"About you, I want to give you some advice... It's better to stop talking nonsense, if you want to stay here for a while."

The voice of the psychic warlock seemed to continue slowly, still hoarse and faint. But in the ears of all the people who heard it, the sound seemed completely different! Even the power around him was immediately because of this.

The words changed, the wind, the breath, and the light were filled with a faint, strange smell - the smell of death.

In fact, it was just a strange feeling, not smelled by the nose, but naturally penetrated into the bone marrow.

Eriele subconsciously turned around and happened to see the dull body of the apostle in the astral world. The longbow in her hand was opened, but the arrow made of luster was dissipating and becoming the most primitive energy...

The Apostle of the Bow's Star Realm widened his eyes. His eyes twitched, as if he had seen something incredible!

Then in the next moment, his body collapsed and turned into a golden light!

Her existence has been directly destroyed by the power crushed by the psychic energy!

"So it was summoned? That would have been a lot easier..."

In the sneer of the psychic warlock, his body had already moved forward and punched the apostle of the closest astral world!

Even if it is closest, there is still a distance of more than a hundred feet between the two. However, when the sneer ended, his fists almost enveloped the enemy - his arm, which had been extended in an instant and expanded.

When that fist fell in front of the opponent, it was as huge as a hill!

The dark red rocks formed the arms. The crystals and metal surfaces form the arms covered with spikes, and the whistling sound of waving is breathtaking!

The celestial creatures with their wings set their eyes, and he had never expected that the other party had turned him into a target with a punch. In addition to being surprised, his body swayed slightly, and he had activated the natural superiority of the celestial creatures.

Teleportation ability!

This is the most accurate means of escape. Advanced teleportation technology links the magic net of the seven rings, known as the most convenient means of movement in the entire multiverse, and is also the first way to save your life!

"Want to run?" As the apostle in the astral world paused, the human suddenly sneered.

So, the body of the apostle in the Astral Realm suddenly stiffened! The power of the fingers that usually used as an arm had lost its effect! He could clearly feel the magic net curling around his body, but the resistance of that plane suddenly increased

Countless times! In the face of this power, the barriers he had just broken, the mages built by the Tourist Rituals, were as fragile as papyrus and were not worth mentioning!

Therefore, he could only raise his hand, and the heavy hammer in his hand hanged the sharp sound of the wind, smashing the huge palm!

A loud bang almost made the whole world tremble.

Without any obstacles, his arm had already punched the head of the apostle in the Astral Realm! And that was simply a model of torture... The mace in the Astral Realm's hand was a solid weapon made of steel from the Astral Realm, but in

In front of that power, the weapon suddenly turned into a dry grass, and before it could remove all the impact, it hit its user! So, the golden body flashing without having time to fly out, it exploded in the air without having time to fly out.

There is no wave of defense magic, only the sky is filled with blood and blood fragments, and the mixture of flesh and brain matter is spilled, and then it turns into a flashing energy flame in the whole day!

And the half of the waist was still standing in the air for a while, splashing out some golden blood fields, then it fell down softly and then burned to pieces!

Too fast.

In just a blink of an eye, the two apostles of the Astrology had disappeared!

Just between thoughts, the gravity in the area has been completely reversed. Under the action of anti-gravity technique, the originally flying upwards made him fly down at twice the speed.

But this was not a problem for him: his body was shocked at will, and as the energy fluctuated around the arcane, the anti-gravity technique was eliminated, and his body stopped in mid-air.

But then, countless rolled blades formed a flashing wall in the air and wrapped them up from all directions. But these almost pervasive hundreds of swords seemed to be unable to compete with the long sword. The duke's wrist just raised it high and then swung it.

In the circle, all the swords disappeared without a trace, and there was no sound of impact.

"Beware, he has the power to control the magic net, and any magic will be rebounded to him..." Eriele shouted, but the human had cut off her words.

"This should be the most powerful force of the royal power. For the control of the magic net, as Pan Duorion's cage, this is a necessity. So, what should you do to deal with the Serathon God's servant Eriele?

This ability?”

The psychic sage stretched out his hand and pulled the hood, hiding most of his face in the shadow of the hood, leaving only his lips tightly pursed without a trace of expression. His slender, pale hands stretched out from the sleeves of the robe.

Holding the wooden handle of the gray staff tightly, countless carvings appeared on the staff, transforming, like a group of swimming snakes gathering towards the head of the staff.

The power then burst out with a silver luster of uncertainty... It was like a natural flame burning, only countless energy vortexes collided, merged, and split. They immediately expanded and cracked, forming a bunch of bound magic hurricanes

!

The power then burst out with a silver luster of uncertainty... It was like a natural flame burning, only countless energy vortexes collided, merged, and split. They immediately expanded and cracked, forming a bunch of bound magic hurricanes

!


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