He opened his arms and leaned back, as if embracing something.

Just as his heels stepped on the chilly ground, a pure, blazing, thick beam of light fell from above.

This divine radiance enveloped "Steel" Maveti, illuminating his dark skin, firm muscles, and curly hair like steel balls.

Priestess of Light, "Holy Light"!

Silently, Maveti's expression became more and more distorted, and the superficial skin showed obvious signs of melting.

At this moment, he was thrown into a burning fireplace like a stump of candle.

Compared with the out-of-control bishop Miller who was just polluted, as a "living corpse", he was more restrained and suffered more serious injuries in the face of similar attacks!

The falling snowflakes stopped, the ice on the ground quickly melted, and the trees with white edges showed their brown color.

This majestic beam of light undoubtedly attracted the attention of "Blood Thorn" Huntley and Squall. The former's face changed abruptly, and his palms were poked into his hidden pockets. He was about to take out the spell-casting materials and rescue "Steel" Mai Wei with a condescending advantage. carry.

At this moment, a crow made purely of flames popped out of his eyes.

One, two, three... Countless fire crows, like red stars, filled Huntley's field of vision. They flew from all directions, flapping their wings, densely packed, scorching hot.

Huntley's heart trembled, his eyes almost froze, and his palm changed direction immediately, grabbing another material.

brush!

He threw a bunch of tiny, light blue powder above himself, and said in a low voice in ancient Hermes: "Sea waves!"

The powder swelled instantly and turned into dark blue waves, sweeping towards the surroundings.

When they met the fire crows, they made a hissing sound, creating a large amount of white mist.

The flames from the previous explosion have subsided a little. Through the remaining redness, Squall saw the "steel" Maveti whose skin melted like wax, and the flesh and blood disintegrated every inch of it. He saw the strange man wearing a black cloak who was facing him sideways. .

He didn't panic, just like a cold-blooded poisonous snake that had lost this aspect of emotion, he calmly raised his arms and suddenly pressed his palms down.

In an instant, he saw that the young man with a thin face and a cold expression became heavy and his movements slowed down, as if his flying wings had been broken, while "Steel" Maveti began to struggle and roll over, trying to avoid the second round. "Divine Light".

Immediately afterwards, Squall found that the opponent lost weight and thickness, and turned into a thin paper man again, pressed to the ground by an invisible force, and immersed in the mud after the ice and snow melted.

Klein stood out from another position, rubbing his right thumb and middle finger continuously, and snapped his fingers three times as he rushed forward.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The surface of the dark golden brooch in the shape of a sunbird in front of him flashed continuously, adding purification power to the air bullet.

bang bang bang! These three bullets were closely connected and extremely fast. They successively hit the slow-moving "Steel" Maveti, hit his right chest, penetrated half-melted skin and flesh, and created an exaggerated, A hideous wound, and a golden flame spreading around.

Whoosh whoosh! Squall threw out one scalpel after another, but was dodged by Klein's acrobatic dexterity.

At this time, "Steel" Maveti had already recovered. With his palms supported, he stood up again and went straight to the enemy. He had to use his best close-to-hand combat ability and his unique body, not afraid of the specialness of blows.

There was still ice under his feet, and his fists were already filled with a rotten breath.

Then, he once again saw two bolts of lightning shoot out of Klein's dark brown eyes like bullets, shining into his pupils.

"Steel" Maveti raised his head subconsciously, clenched his teeth, the blood oozed out of his nostrils, mouth, and ears, mixed with the previously melted skin.

When Klein fired the air bullet, he had already changed the soul of the herd. JrNovels.com