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Suddenly, the COSPLAY bear raised its head, puffed out its chest, and made a majestic gesture of shaking its fist toward the sky.

double……

There was a violent "bang", the air shook violently and screamed, and all the angels inside were pressed to the ground by a surging force, unable to move.

triple……

There was a more violent "bang" sound, and the air began to distort. With the COSPLAY bear as the center, it collapsed and cracked in a funnel shape. The angels were like turtles with their limbs on the ground. Shocking blood began to ooze from their mouths and noses, and their eyeballs were unnatural.

The bulge seemed to be about to roll down.

Ahhhhh————Not enough! Not enough!!!

With the COSPLAY bear as the center, the space with a radius of several kilometers continues to collapse and become more and more distorted. The three-dimensional space seems to have turned into countless criss-crossing curved planes. These planes are constantly intertwined and conflicting, like rapids colliding, forming space vortices.

Due to the huge waves, even if a particle of dust enters it, it will be torn to pieces and evaporated in an instant.

The cosplay bear's arms, which were about to swing upwards, began to become thicker and larger. The muscles on them were coiled, and the root protrusions and bursts were like an arm made of countless muscle strips. Even the most muscular and savage

People feel inferior when they see this arm.

Suddenly, this arm seemed to have reached its limit, and mist-like blood spurted out from the "roufeng" of the muscles that were stretched to pieces. The power condensed on it began to wither away from its peak.

At this moment, the salmon sword behind him turned into a white light, wrapping around the arm, forming strange dark golden patterns on the surface of the skin. The blood mist on the arm stopped instantly, and continued to expand, the condensed power

Beyond the peak, it becomes more and more violent and terrifying.

finally……

Fourth level. Flame Fist!!!

From the fangs of the COSPLAY bear, these four vague words were slowly spat out. The arm that had become more than twice as thick as the body moved at a strange speed and at a strange angle, as if it had been hit by something.

An invisible huge resistance moved slowly towards the sky like a snail. But in the next moment, this extremely slow fist suddenly blurred, and when it reacted, it had been swung straight out, and no one could see the fist.

traces of.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to stand still. Only this arm and this fist were left, and the whole world was trembling with this blow...

Angels, if you want to cause trouble for me and look down on me. If you want to hurt someone from my hands, fine! But at least you have to find someone who can withstand the blow!!!

All the strength, all the will, and all the anger were concentrated on this fist. I roared in my heart, and when I swung the fist out desperately, my consciousness gradually became blurred.

I could only vaguely see that the entire space began to lose control and fragment outwards. Those angels had already turned into a ball of flesh and blood in the endless distortion of space. But sometimes I couldn't care about them. What I worried about was the out-of-control abilities and space.

, will it cause huge damage to the surroundings, are Angeliel and Kajiel smart enough to run away early, and the Elf King City in the distance...

The consciousness gradually... gradually turned white... At this moment, in the blur, I seemed to see a blood-red, almost broken sky above the sky, and suddenly a holy palm silently poked out from the void.

, regarding the power of the four-fold flame fist as if it were nothing, it broke through all the obstacles and pressed directly on my outstretched fist.

This palm is so small, compared with his huge arm, it is like a mosquito, blocking in front of an elephant. However, as this palm is pressed on the fist, the four-fold flame fist of time and space,

As well as the collapsed space, it seems that they have received an inexplicable comfort. The uncontrollable rampant energy dissipated, and the fragmented space was re-closed...

Since this small palm exuded a faint holy light, everything it has done since its appearance has been so miraculous that it can almost be described as a miracle.

Finally, the power was completely eliminated, and the space returned to calm again. With an expression of surprise that made me wonder if it was a dream, my consciousness also darkened, and I completely lost contact with the outside world.

Burnt black and smelly wasteland, as well as scarlet-colored flowing magma, spread throughout this huge pit covering several kilometers, turning the originally beautiful place into a hellish scene. On the wasteland, the owner of the palm of his hand slowly moved from

Stepping out of the void, dream-like wings of light appeared along with its figure.

"I didn't expect that just a dozen or so members of the Two Wings could make such a big fuss. It seems I'm still disappointed." Looking at the charred wasteland under his feet, Tyrell was neither a man nor a woman.

The neutral and soft voice resounded.

Its gaze suddenly fell to a place outside the affected area: "Angeliel, do you want to hide even from me?"

In the distance, Angelil appeared holding Kajier, came to Tyrell, and bowed her head in deep respect.

"Leader Tyrell, long time no see."

"You were originally a genius that I had high expectations for, but it's a pity..." In the shadow of the hood, Tyrell's usually calm eyes were a bit sad.

"I disappoint you, Chief Tyrell." Angelil lowered her head lower.

"Do you blame me for sealing your wings and removing your name of angel?"

"Leader Tyrell, this is for my own good. If not, I will be treated even more harshly. Losing the name of an angel from my IQ will make many people feel better."

"As long as you understand." Nodding slightly, Tyrell's eyes once again fell on the wasteland at his feet and on a certain druid lying in the center of the charred pit.

"I originally thought that with only a dozen Two-Wing Warriors, even with the help of two artifacts, this attack would be nothing more than a small trouble for him. I didn't expect... this man. Sure enough, he can easily turn a small trouble into a small one.

It’s going to be big trouble.”

Angelil lowered her head and said nothing, feeling a little nervous. However, she seemed to feel that Chief Tyrell was not angry, and there was even a hint of smile in his tone, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't matter, I made a miscalculation this time, and I have to swallow the bitter consequences. Angeliel, please take him back. No one from the tribe will harass you again."

"As you command, Chief Tyrell."

After saying this, Tyrell nodded and said nothing. The wings of light behind him suddenly spread out, and a huge holy cross appeared from the void. Countless ethereal translucent angels flew around and sang loudly around the huge holy cross.

Ode. Accompanied by the solemn and loud hymn, rays of holy light descended from the sky, one, two, three, until more than ten.

A miracle occurred. Under each ray of holy light, the shadows of angels were slowly condensing. A closer look revealed that these angels all looked very familiar. They were not the ones who controlled the sacred exorcism field. In addition, there were five other two who acted directly.

Winged angel?

These angels were all crushed to pieces in the four-fold flame fist. However, at this moment, their bodies regrouped and were resurrected. Even Eval, who was cruelly torn into two halves by a certain druid, was under the Holy Light.

In the middle, the two charred corpses were rejoined, repaired by the milky white holy power, gradually restored, and finally came to life.

When the huge holy cross above the sky dispersed, there were already more than a dozen lively angels on the ground. They looked around blankly, seeming to understand what had happened and whether what they had just experienced was a dream.

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When they looked up and saw Tyrell watching them silently from the sky, these angels were shocked, sweating, and their legs softened and they knelt down.

"Lord Tyrell!"

"You are lucky. You just died recently and your soul has not been damaged. Otherwise, I can't save you. Let me go back and talk about it." After performing the group resurrection, even if he is as strong as Tyrell, he seems to be a little weak.

He glanced at these angels lightly and said.

"As commanded."

The angels lowered their heads as hard as they could, not daring to violate the rules at all. They knew that if they went back this time, they would be severely punished by discipline.

"Aivar!" The angel captain, as well as the other four angels including Speed ​​Angel Gakana, couldn't help crying with joy when they saw their close partner resurrected from the dead. At this moment, the [Holy Mission] in their hearts was extremely firm,

It has long been thrown aside, leaving only the joy of meeting friends again.

With these guilty angels, they put away the crimson devil on the ground. Tyrell turned around and left. Next, it seemed that there were many, many things waiting for it to do.

After watching Tyrell and the other angels leave, Angelil truly relaxed. She saw the resurrection spell just now, and her heart was extremely shocked.

Death has always been a solemn and solemn matter. It is extremely difficult to save people from the hands of death. After several times in the entire heaven, only a few people have mastered the resurrection technique. However, they can cast it on multiple units at the same time, and the body suffers great damage.

It can also resurrect the dead in the case of destruction. This ability is only possessed by Tyrell. Angelil has only heard of it, but this is the first time she has witnessed this miraculous power.

No wonder he has the ability to defeat the Three Demon Gods of Hell. Tyrael's power is not without reason.

When I came to a certain druid, I saw his body lying in a pool of blood, especially his right arm, which was almost turned into meat as if it had been crushed by a boulder. It was just barely still connected to the arm. Anjie

Li'er felt extremely guilty. It was her fault anyway, and she had caused Junior Brother Wu to suffer.

"Ji!!!" Kajieer, who had been tightly held in Angele's arms to prevent her from seeing what was happening in the outside world, now struggled to break away from her mother's arms and anxiously flew around Papa.

, crying and shouting, at a loss.

"Don't worry, my baby girl, your sex is fine. Come on, let's go back quickly." After saying that, Angelil bent down and was about to lift him up. At this moment, something came from afar.

More than ten figures.

It's Seike, Lantes, and more than a dozen elf warriors.

No wonder they arrived now, because from the beginning to the end of the battle, not much time elapsed. It could even be measured in seconds. By the time they reacted, support arrived from all the way, and it was almost the same time, without any delay at all.

drag.

"Why did it become like this in such a short time?" Seek was shocked when he saw the tragic scene in front of him.

"Stop making a fuss and send Junior Brother Wu back quickly." With the brute like Seattle Ke here, Angelil naturally handed over the task to him.

"We'll talk about anything when we get back. Quick, send Junior Brother Wu back to the Elf Tribe for treatment first."

"I know." Seeing the tragic scene of a certain druid, which was only better than the battle with the painful worms, Seattlek also knew that now was not the time to ask questions, so he nodded quickly, picked up the druid covered in blood, and swung it away

He strode back and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Angeliel, who was full of worry, hugged Kajier and followed behind. She hurried back as fast as possible, and soon only Lantes was left at the scene. He glanced at the charred wasteland below, and suddenly

Suddenly, traces of green emerged from the wasteland that looked as terrifying as hell.

It was the aftermath of Tyrael's resurrection spell, which nourished this land that should have been completely destroyed and brought it back to life.

After a few silent glances. As if he saw something in this wasteland and this trace of green, Lantes' eyes narrowed slightly and he turned around and disappeared.
To be continued...