NovelTags Chapter 233
Chapter 233
The Scarlet Mist leader swiped his fingers in the palm of his hand .
The pitch-black blood suspended in mid-air turned into a pitch-black liquid shield cage and at the same time .
The tip of the sword, which is filled with the power of dawn, has already slashed in a mournful arc .
” Boom !”
The bright sword tip and the foul-smelling shield suddenly stalemate together .
” Unfortunately ..”
He looked at the shield in front of him that could be pierced with a little more force .
Ye Feifan could only give up temporarily .
It’s not just the blood that is constantly being replenished in the black shield in front of him .
The sword light flashed .
Ye Feifan’s figure suddenly disappeared from the spot to greet him .
At the same time .
The breath all over his body instantly subsided .
Quietly waiting for the ” sweep ” of the plane consciousness.
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” Cthulhu Invasion : Start to Create the Church of Dawn ” 1/6
Chapter 234 Identity exposed ! The O’Neill family
Exterminate !
” What a sharp sword !”
The forehead of the leader of the blood-colored mist was already covered with sweat .
It’s not that he has never seen a magic-weave knight using a knight’s sword .
But there are very few strong people who can really achieve such a fierce level .
This requires not only perseverance , but also profound skills .
What puzzled him was .
As a wandering outsider for decades, he has never heard of such a powerful swordsman and organization .
And the familiar strange energy just now seemed to be exactly the same as David Victor .
” Wait !”
Just then .
The bloody fog suddenly caught sight of the hand holding the long sword ! That’s not the hands of people in this world !
At this moment, the leader of the blood-colored mist suddenly became the same .
Why does David Victor have such a terrifying golden flame .
And have a companion who has a different fighting style and a magical world !
” You actually colluded with exotic creatures !”
Accompanied by the roar of the Scarlet Mist leader .
The entire O’Neill family’s castle suddenly fell into condensation !
” What !”
Even Warwick O’Neal, who was in the pain of losing his son, couldn’t help but growled in disbelief .
You must know that the magic world is a high plane , and the caster has his own pride !
Only they have conquered other planes !
Never heard of spellcasters working with lesser creatures on other planes .
Once this is known .
Faced with endless pursuit .
Even if the blood-colored fog leader’s hands were covered in blood , he was still wanted , but it was far from being pursued by the whole people .
“What about the 360 ? ”
David Victor was stunned .
But soon he smiled faintly .
“The world of magic has always been arrogant , you scum actually took refuge in exotic creatures !”
Seeing that David Victor was so calm .
Warwick O’Neal also resisted the urge to shoot and said furiously .
” Noisy ! Slandering the Lord of the Dawn ! Damn it !”
But the next moment .
on Warwick O’Neal’s face was instantly filled with horror .
A terrifying sword beam was slashing towards him !
” Hurricane Spell . Phoenix Barrier !”
soon .
A whistling sound came from the void .
by a gust of wind blocked Warwick O’Neal’s body .
” Whoosh !”
” What !”
It was just that Ye Feifei, who was slashed with a sword, dissipated strangely in mid-air .
The long sword with terrifying energy also disappeared in an instant .
” Be careful behind !!”
Just then .
A roar sounded .
Warwick O’Neal looked surprised ! But it was too late .
The terrifying sword light has approached the back of his head with a terrifying edge .
The intense life-and-death crisis almost devoured him !
crisis .
Warwick O’Neal had an extra scroll in his hand .
“The Lava Wall !”
in Warwick O’Neill’s hand exudes a strong light .
of black and red flowing fiery magma instantly enveloped Warwick O’Neal .
” Pfft !!”
A dull piercing sound resounded in everyone’s heart .
The sharp sword glow nearly half pierced through the lava wall that was still dripping with lava .
Drops of magma slid to the ground , and the scorching high temperature caused bursts of white flames to rise .
The pungent, hot, sulphurous smell permeated the entire castle .
” Huh ?”
Just then .
Ye Feifei frowned .
through Warwick O’Neal .
But the aura in the hot magma wall in front of him did not weaken .
This made Ye Feifei a little puzzled .
soon .
The lava wall in front of me is still falling .
Huge black and red stone blocks fell .
Warwick O’Neill appeared in front of Ye Feihan .
The silver flame sword really pierced his chest .
The black, rancid blood was dripping from the wound far and wide .
” Crack !”
A blood-stained hand was still gripping Ye Feifan’s sword .
” Die with me !”
Warwick O’Neill’s scarlet eyes were terrifyingly tyrannical .
I saw him smiling wickedly .
The magic within the body is madly restless .
The originally strong body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye .
Like a balloon being inflated very fast .
” It’s self-destruction !”
David Victor looked surprised .
Subconsciously shocked and angry .
Self-destruction is not a very deep spell .
Not even magic .
It’s a skill that every spellcaster has .
By endlessly absorbing the magic of the free void .
When the magic in the body reaches a terrifying density .
Then activate the spiritual power to detonate these magic powers again .
Forms a tyrannical energy that devours everything .
Of course .
The power of self-destruction is terrifying .
But there is a big disadvantage .
It just needs energy .
There must be no interference in this process .
Easily interrupted .
But obviously Warwick O’Neill had already decided to self-destruct when he used the spell scroll .
So I simply gave up resistance and let the silver flame sword pierce through .
Until David Victor finds out .
It’s already too late !
” Die !”
this moment .
Warwick O’Neal suddenly raised his head and his body suddenly rushed forward , letting the Integrated Silver Flame Sword pierce through his body .
The arm , which was inflated to the extreme and full of cracks, hugged Ye Feifan with a grin on his face .
” In the name of the Lord of the Dawn : Dawn . Divine Flame !”
Just in such a crisis situation .
Ye Feifan’s indifferent face did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations .
until the last moment .
A pious chant came out of his mouth .
” This is it !
Ah !
I am not reconciled !
Not bad !
A little !”
But as a golden flame rose from Warwick O’Neal ‘s wound .
The terrifying fire shrouded him almost instantly .
The boiling magic power originally carried by the self-destruction instantly melted away .
Only the figure of the mournful and mournful figure remained in the divine flames of the Golden Dawn .
Just a few breaths .
The mourning figure gradually lost its movement .
And it turned into a black powder at a speed visible to the naked eye .
who has been standing in the town of fog for hundreds of years , Warwick O’Neill is dead !
” Want to run ?”
” Boom !”
Just then .