"What about blowing bubbles?" Negris said inexplicably. The tall main tower sprayed out this slow and weak light group, which was almost like blowing bubbles.
The ball of light slowly shot high into the sky, getting slower and slower, and finally turned a corner and fell down, drawing a high parabola and crashing into the group of corpses next to the Demon Palace.
A violent shock wave exploded, covering an area fifty meters in diameter.
The undead creatures within this range seemed to have nothing going on, standing there blankly, and then suddenly falling apart.
The skeletons were scattered into a pile of bones, the zombies fell over, and the spirits turned into black smoke and dissipated. In an instant, all soul-related things in this area were emptied.
"Storm of Faith!" Nigris's eyes widened.
"It's not the Storm of Faith, it's the Ball of Annihilation." Anthony said: "Why is there a magic circle here that specifically restrains undead creatures?"
Did the demons here already know that there would be today's zombie tide, so they built weapons to restrain the undead in advance?
According to the regulations of this tower, releasing it with full force will have a power that is not inferior to the starburst magic circle.
"Maybe it's not specifically designed to suppress the zombie tide, but something that can be adjusted like the Star Explosion Array. Oops, DeRosa isn't here, otherwise you can ask. This thing is very similar to the Star Explosion Array." Negris said .
At this moment, the tower started to bubble again. One after another, the light balls were spit into the air, and then followed the parabola and hit the ground. The angle of each ball of light changes slightly to ensure that their landing points are not at the same location.
Is this okay? Ange shouted: "Elf Bean." Then he rushed forward.
The big cat quickly followed and swooped down to hug Ange's calf bone.
On the Blood Pond Demon Palace, someone noticed Ange running out: "There, there, there is a skeleton there, a skeleton with different colors."
Ange had just taken off his scarecrow hat. Now in the eyes of others, he is just a skeleton with uneven colors. His hands are black with crystal luster and there are dots of stars inside. His body is a mixture of purple gold and black. Look. It looks like it's wearing camouflage.
But no one would think that he was an ordinary skeleton. Just the way he walked in the air was beyond these demons' knowledge of skeletons.
"Is it the leader? Have you finally forced it out? Come here, bring me my whip." Clete ordered with a big move.
The direct descendant carried his whip and presented it. It was a giant whip that was probably one or two hundred meters long. The diameter of the handle alone was two and a half meters, which was several times thicker than the waist of an ordinary person. .
From thick to thin, extending to the very front is already as thin as a hair.
Crete tore his clothes to pieces, and his whole body swelled, with spikes extending from where there were bone stubbles. The two demon horns on his forehead bent, and a ball of flame ignited between the horns.
In the end, Crete transformed into a giant demon that was forty meters tall. This was the true form of the Demon Lord.
He took the whip and inserted it into a pit in the floor. It fit perfectly. It seemed that the pit was just for the whip. As the whip was embedded, the ground in the entire area lit up, showing some magic patterns. , surging slowly, as if energy was pouring into the whip continuously.
Here Crete was making preparations, while Ange outside had already rushed under the first light ball and hugged it.
"Is he looking for death? Sovereign, you may not need to take action. The skeleton hit the light ball on its own... Well, he hugged the light ball." The demon watching the battle first laughed in an incredible tone, but then immediately used He screamed in an even more incredible tone.
Ange hugged the light ball and held it firmly without exploding.
Then he threw it upwards with force, and thousands of fairy beans were thrown out, spraying into the air like a fountain - the magical skill of planting and elemental transformation.
The big cat shouted excitedly: "Ouch!"
Ange rushed towards the Elf Bean, its claws flying all over the sky, but there were too many Elf Beans, and even if its claws danced into afterimages, it could not catch all the Elf Beans.
In the end, it can only explode into a ball of hair and use its body to hold the beans. As long as it falls into its hair, the beans will never escape.
After Ange threw the fairy bean, he rushed towards the second ball of light without looking back. After catching the bean, the big cat was stretching out his paws to dig out from the fur. He was having fun while doing so, and then he saw the second stream of beans. The fountain shot up to the sky.
"Ouch - Ouch -" The big cat's claws danced out the afterimage again, and flew towards the second bean fountain.
"This dead cat can actually fly?" Nigris watched in surprise as the fifty-meter-long big ball of hair flew nimbly through the air.
"Are there any dimensional beasts that can't fly?" Anthony asked.
"Then it rides on other people's heads all day long?" Nigris said.
"Maybe it's lazy. It says it's exhausted, but look at it, it doesn't look like it's exhausted at all?" Anthony said.
Not only did he not look like he had run out of energy, but he was still following Ange. He threw it, and when he caught it, the light balls he sprayed were converted into fairy beans one by one, and none of them fell to the ground. .
All the demons in the Demon Palace were stunned. It was outrageous to catch the light ball released by the magic circle with bare hands, but they actually turned the light ball into beans? What the hell is this.
For a moment, all the demons wondered if they were dazzled. Why did the rules of the world collapse?
"Should we stop the attack so that the enemy can catch us? It would be such a waste." Someone said something.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, stop the magic circle, come up to me, kill the skeleton first." Crete finally came to his senses and ordered loudly.
The talkative demon just wanted to slap himself in the face, and the companions around him also gave him angry looks: "I'll make you want to talk."
The demons around Crete were driven towards Ange, but soon they were attacked by a seraph archangel and a melee lich.
"Ouch!" The holy light shines.
"Ouch!" Holy Earth Hammer.
"Ouch!" The archangel's staff slashed randomly.
The few demons that broke through the pair of little angels and came to Ange were greeted by two spiritual tentacles, which they grabbed and smashed until they were flattened.
Ange, who has already defeated two ancient gods and captured one, two, three, four, five... ancient gods, these demons are too low level for him, so it is better to bombard him with cannons.
After waiting for a while, he found that the tower was no longer spitting out light groups. Ange decided not to wait any longer and went to dismantle its energy core.
He rushed towards the tower with big strides. Every step was like stepping on a switch. Thirty or forty holy light missiles were sprayed out, sweeping away the demons in front of him. If the thirty or forty missiles couldn't kill the enemy, Then step on it again, will you still be sprayed to death? Then just stomp in place.
No demon can stand in his way.
"This...this..." Clete glanced at the fully charged, sparkling whip and felt a little panicked. The enemy's posture was not like a whip that could kill him. What should he do? what to do?
Thank you Qingfeng for bringing me my thoughts, the dust of white light, the addiction to blackness, and the reward.
(End of chapter)
