Netheril Glory Chapter 1136: Orange-red battle (3) Daomang

　　 light, endless light, horrible heat is twirling together with solid shining debris, and the radiant highlight day is even enough to sting the legendary strong soul.

　　 must confess that the energy of the burst of the three morning star kills is absolutely amazing. When the piece of blasting light that covers the fluctuation of every rule of law in the space is transformed into a diameter on the earth. At the time of thousands of kilometers of elliptical spheres, a brand new sun slowly rose on the battlefield among the four top powerhouses.

　　 So at this moment, in this great wilderness not far away from the King of Hatak, except for the ice-insulated Falun plane rock formations that have remained unmovable since the ancient times, all were affected by the explosion The matter, energy, and laws in the range are undoubtedly and naturally evaporated into a clean, instantaneous manner. Punk and Anthony, which are closer to the explosion center, are directly blown out by the shock wave of potential energy.

　　 Even the violent energy shock is unavoidable. The magical protection of "Destroying Whisper" is almost only a flash, and it is directly destroyed by the earth-shattering law and exploded by as many as three layers, which can also be seen. The terrifying destructive power of the frontal collision of Morningstar's tricks.

　　 "Motelit, your damn, damn, sloppy "super" divine art, is Tema ready yet? Kona and I can't help you stop this monster indefinitely "!

　　Kneeled halfway on the really spotless gray-white rocky ground, which was also blown away for a long time, and the shield and even the soul were worse than Punk. Anthony finally couldn’t help but burst out against his slow companion. Roar.

　　 This is not because the "clean glow" that can always maintain a friendly smile on weekdays has a bad temper, it is because he is really anxious.

　　 After all, in the face of a capable monster with three tough besieges and the release of Morningstar magic to counterattack, the Morningstar priest, as the main challenger, is absolutely impossible to say without tension, and the crisp tick of time loss He was getting louder and louder in his ears, but his unpredictable hunch and speculation became more and more intense-after so much pressure and urging, even a person with the best temperament might not be able to bear it. Swearing.

　　 What’s more, the "good temper" of "Clean Glow" was originally pretended.........

　　 Of course, no matter what the process is, the end will come, at least the facts will always prove to the leader from time to time-sometimes it is necessary to urge the subordinates to rub down properly.

　　 For example, after Anthony became angry, Mottled, who was pouring energy into his divine model slowly sweating and swallowing his hands, was finally able to complete the "super magic" that his companions had high hopes for. When the shock wave of the explosion swept the battlefield and destroyed everything that did not reach the level of the Morning Star, the male priest who was carefully trying to control the small group of entangled light in his palm was finally able to answer his words while turning his eyes. The "whisper of destruction" was blown up.

　　 "Relax, I have completed my magic, and the arrogant caster will usher in his end"!

　　 subconsciously reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and Motelit's tone was a little trembling, but he seemed very confident.

　　 He believes in the morning star magic in his hands, and he also believes that his two companions must be able to block the enemy’s counterattack, and it is precisely because of this trust that this priest looks rather determined. I chose to give up all the high-end defense completely and turned all my energy and divine power into this only killer.

　　 And just like Mottled believed that his attack would inevitably lay the victory, Anthony, who was a bit embarrassed after a morning star explosion, naturally believed in his ability. He believed that he had no way to make a spell. The person broke through the "tight airtight" line of defense, and he also believed that the principle of "two fists are hard to beat four hands" is always effective.

The priesthood is always so confident, isn’t it?

　　 In fact, at this moment, the "clean glow" with a very optimistic attitude is still planning to stop Punk from running away and searching for loot:

　　 "Punk is a caster who is good at using a variety of magic means to fight together. When he finds that he can’t compete, he should choose to use some white cards to escape, and he always holds the white law in his hand. Is the staff a magical equipment? Well, the key to this guy’s escape is above that staff. It must be stopped in time... According to His Highness, Korna’s The combat effectiveness and combat experience seem to be much stronger than Mottledt. Sure enough, this important task still has to be handed over to her. As for Mottledt........."

　　Mottled............

　　lit………

　　 When I thought of this disturbing thought, I was always paying close attention to the "clean glow" of Punk's location, and I was suddenly stunned.

　　Because he is on the right of him, at the position of Motleyt who is using the magic to lock the target, just in his little glare......... I only see the morning star Rev. Motleyt’s The hazy shadow suddenly twitched without warning~IndoMTL.com~ Then, under the silent overlook of the orange-red sky, in the turbulence of the storm of the law, a person with long silver-white hair and lilac eyes Hitomi's beautiful young girl maintained an absolutely silent gesture and suddenly appeared behind the male priest who did not respond at all...……

　　 "…………"

　　 "No! Mottled! You idiot! Block away"!

　　 "Cong 啷"!

　　Almost as "Clean Glow" swiftly turned his head to his right side, a clear metal and sound of sound also accompanied the torn space fluctuations throughout the battlefield, until the cold blade reflected When the blazing flames blazed in the sky, Anthony's crackling roar was completely unable to stop the sharp mantra that represented death.

　　 Yes, it's too late, too late!

　　 The reminder from teammates is too late for Motleyt, who has wide eyes and an unbelievable look, because he is by his side, just by his only two layers of magic On the defensive shield, a blade of light like a leaf falling across the autumn water has already galloped from the dancing shadow, and the beautiful girl's fierce double pupils firmly locked the enemy's soul!

　　 Seth's Blade Curing magic——A sharp edge!

　　 Morning Star Golem Solidification magic-Ghost Spikes! ...

　　

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