Dark black light spots appeared inexplicably.

It was like a star, hanging far away less than twenty meters behind Pluto.

The charred black substance the size of a fist was silent and silent. If it hadn't been for that casual glance just now, Will would have never been able to discover the existence of that thing.

That is……

Feia’s remains?!

Wasn't that thing swallowed by myself?

Why does it appear in that position!

Before Weir could figure out what was going on, inexplicably, Weir suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.

It's like there is an invisible thin thread that forcibly links myself to that thing.

My thoughts suddenly became chaotic.

Somehow, Weir actually had the illusion that "that thing was an extension of his body."

What does this feel like?

An indescribable wonderful feeling.

Can't understand.

but--

Under the interference of this inexplicable force, Weir stood there like a fool, and then his body began to tremble inexplicably.

With that awkward look, he was like a quail shivering in the storm. Faced with the falling light gun of destruction, Weir didn't even make a defensive move!

…

The light gun is still falling.

With ultimate purifying power.

The ground rumbled.

On the ground, bursts of white smoke rose strangely.

Zizzizi~~

The black mist surrounding Weir's body was like stagnant water under the scorching sun, evaporating at an incredible speed.

The light gun is getting closer and closer.

Facing this impending death, Weir still turned a blind eye.

If anyone could see Weir's expression at this moment, they would be surprised to find that there was no focus in Weir's eyes!

Suddenly, almost unconsciously, Weir suddenly raised his head, and then stretched out his right hand in the direction of the black light spot.

The look was as ridiculous as a drowning person longing for a piece of driftwood.

Click, click, click!

Continuous breaking sounds came one after another.

Accompanied by a creepy sizzling sound, the black mist that spread around was finally completely evaporated, revealing Weir's scarred body.

The next moment, countless light guns fell.

Light and shadow are flying.

In an instant, this small area was filled with signs symbolizing death.

Zhi...

boom!

The power of pure white holy light suddenly burst out.

In the white light that exploded one after another, Weir's figure was completely swallowed up.

…

The sound of the explosion was oddly intertwined with the sound of rock shattering, and the noisy sound was as harsh as the friction of a rusty saw.

A huge white beam of light shot up into the sky, punching a hole in the clouds in the sky.

but--

This scene went away as quickly as it came, and the scene only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing completely.

The light dissipated, and a huge hollow appeared there.

The strong wind from the ground kept blowing upward through the hole.

Even though they were so far apart, Pluto's robe was still fluttering in the strong wind rising from the ground.

Looking at the huge hole blasted out by the light gun explosion, Pluto slowly placed the scepter in his hand.

It has ended.

There is no need to sense anything, in the area covered by magic, everything is completely disintegrated.

The kind that doesn't even have any scum left.

The coldness slowly spread on Pluto's smiling face.

If this guy hadn't still been wearing the white robe that symbolized the Holy Light Priest, I'm afraid anyone who saw this scene would associate this guy with the evil executioner.

"What a powerful force...I even started to like this feeling," Pluto murmured, licking his lips.

at this time--

Behind Pluto, a strange black mist suddenly appeared.

No one knows how this happened.

It's as if it was already in that position.

The black mist squirmed quickly, and then turned into a humanoid shape at an indescribable speed.

It's Vail!

Magic power suddenly exploded behind him.

Driven by the air waves, Weir rushed towards Pluto's position like a sharp arrow.

It's only less than twenty meters away.

This distance is only a blink of an eye.

However, how could Pluto not notice the fluctuation of magic power at such a close distance?

The glow of magic flashed across quickly.

Pluto did not turn around, but directly raised his hands.

This guy actually locked onto Weir's position under such circumstances, and threw out a high-level super magic that ignored the chant!

Two tornadoes suddenly took shape.

They stirred and squeezed towards Weir's position with the aura of tearing everything apart.

However.

It's too late.

At such a distance, the magic of the mage cannot match the speed of the melee class!

Ignoring the approaching tornado, countless dark black spikes suddenly burst out from Weir's body.

Like a huddled hedgehog, Weir, who was bathed in black blood, threw himself away.

…

In a sense, Will's current appearance is indeed similar to that of a hedgehog, but it is obvious that the former is much more threatening than a hedgehog.

Densely covered with blood spines.

The power of white and black collided crazily, making a metallic squeaking sound.

Although there was no way to completely penetrate Pluto's protection, under the cover of the dense black blood thorns, Weir finally succeeded in touching the fragile body of the God Envoy again.

Click!

It sounded like the sound of bones breaking.

After breaking off Pluto's backhand arm, Will directly pressed his knee against the lower back of the divine envoy.

The black mist moved rapidly.

The next moment, Weir's demonic hands directly pressed Pluto's transformed magic wings.

This is not the kind of illusory magic bubble, but a more powerful flying magic.

It is like an extension of the body. This pair of physical wings gives the caster more freedom to fly.

But, similarly, when this thing is cut off, the caster will experience a wave of "bird wings breaking" feeling.
To be continued...