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Chapter eight hundred and fourth exhaustion

The mystic mage in the sage's eyes seemed to be frozen in amber and suddenly disappeared in the flash of teleportation. The scorching sword fell from the sky at a speed that humans could not react. It clung to the sage's golden mask and slashed from top to bottom before being struck by the angel.

A long scar was cut out from the blood-stained stone floor of the square.

But the sage didn't seem too surprised. After dodging the attack, he raised his leg and kicked Salomon's shoulder armor, and then very skillfully and dexterously dodged the edge of the shield swung by the thrust.

And he slapped the spear on the shield that was coming across.

Salomon clearly heard the power armor's joint servo system scream, electric sparks burst out from his elbows, and the retinal projection flashed countless bright red warning codes. He noticed the [Swift Streamer]...

The spell has ended, and the sage's movements returned to normal speed again. He started the jet thruster without hesitation, and the exquisite machine emitted a huge amount of heat and roared like thunder, pushing the mystic mage statue.

It was like a battering ram holding a shield and ramming towards it. The red robe wrapped around the armor caught the strong wind and fluttered like blood-colored wings.

The masked sage inserted the lower end of the spear into the ground, and the tilted gun body hit the right edge of the shield. Accompanied by a heart-wrenching sound of metal friction, the powerful reaction force forced the mystic to change the posture and even direction of holding the shield.

, to prevent the joints of the powered armor from being twisted together with his wrist - he kept his knees bent while increasing the power of the left thruster, and the steel boots plowed deeply into the stone brick ground, allowing him to keep lifting

The shield was pointed directly at the sage. However, the sage did not fight as expected, but used dexterous steps to avoid the sword blade swung upward from the bottom of the shield.

Generally speaking, few people can dodge this insidious move that is almost a personal attack at very close range. However, the sage is not an ordinary person. It seems that because his attack triggered [Swift Streamer] again, Salomon

Once again, he found that the sage had disappeared from his eyes. At the same time, the shield surface continued to bear terrible impacts like a storm. The harsh impact sound almost drowned out the loud collision between the fists of the Four Yuan De angels in the sky and Madame Butterfly.

The pressure warning of the joint servo system flashed constantly on the retinal projection of the power armor. The electronic muscle bundles twisted by vibranium alloy steel cables trembled and groaned under the armor plate. The hot air spewed from the heat dissipation vent on the back distorted Salo

The air around the sage Menghe.

Now he finally knows why Tony Stark installed so many gadgets on his power armor. Now he just wishes he had a machine gun on his shoulder to help him solve the problem. But Salomon is not too concerned about it.

He was too embarrassed, because this time he saw the sage's movements clearly - he lifted his right boot slightly, then started the propeller on the right side, spinning in place like a top and then hitting the left

Side by side, he hit the golden spear with his shield. The golden spear tip was swung out at a terrifying speed, wrapping the white shadow in an illusory golden film. The mystic mage thrust out the holy sword from the top of the shield with extreme accuracy.

The ground blocked the direction of the ornately decorated white gun body, forcing the sage to stay in place.

Unless the sage gives up his weapon, the holy sword may rise up with the sound of gunfire at any time and cut off his fingers.

Surprisingly, Salomon was completely blocked by the shield when he made this move, but he still fought back without hesitation. This is because the sage's movements were clearly displayed when he cast

In the prophecy, even if he failed to complete the offensive moves that could keep up with the sage, he could still block most of the attacks. This is the terrifying thing about facing an enemy who can see the future. You don’t even know that you are

Is the counterattack expected by him? In close combat, there is no time for you to think too much. Almost all movements are muscle reactions, and it is extremely easy to fall into a trap without knowing it.

In this way, the sage fell into the trap prepared by Salomon. However, the masked sage seemed to have extremely rich combat experience. He released his hand without hesitation and changed his other hand to hold the spear.

It looked like he planned to continue the attack from another direction. That's what he did.

There were not many bystanders to this battle, and one of them was a boy lying on the roof who called himself "Loki". In his eyes, two golden figures dragging flames and white figures all around them that were roaring and crazy were all over the place.

In the square, gunshots and metal collisions mingled together, and metal jets flew everywhere. The buildings around the square were damaged to varying degrees, and the successive explosions almost destroyed all the walls here.

The boy staggered and almost fell from the roof.

He couldn't help but wave his arms in protest, but no one paid him any attention.

Salomon took a big step forward, keeping the shield squeezing the gun body while rotating his body to the right. Then he increased the power of the thruster, rotated his body again at an astonishing speed and stretched his arms, drawing out the holy weapon.

The sword was swung in the direction behind him on the right side. At the same time, he let out a deafening roar and a short but very effective spell - the masked sage felt an unbearable numbness rushing from the ends of his limbs to his spine, although

He quickly solved this problem by relying on his magic resistance and physical fitness, but he had no time to dodge this attack.

The sage could only reluctantly use protective spells and the sound of spears to block this attack. The power blessing brought by the stigmata and the terrifying output of the power armor made the holy sword roar out like a heavy hammer, and the scorching sword

The sharp edge cut open the geometric golden ornament on the sage's shoulder, and the blade cut into at least half of the gun body, and then the masked sage was knocked away.

Everything happened in the interval between two heartbeats. For the boy standing on the roof looking down, all he saw was a blur of afterimages and firelight. Before he could react, there was a loud noise.

As the white figure quickly flew up from the ground, it made a whirring sound and flew over the boy's head. The boy's eyes widened as he watched the golden gun tip approaching his head.

The one that is faster than the sage's spear is the Four Elements of Virtue Angel [Endurance]. To be precise, it is the body of the Four Elements of Virtue Angel [Endurance] that has lost two dragon heads. Madam Butterfly is holding on to [Endurance]'s dragon tail, like

He picked up a shot put and spun it and threw the angel out. The angel's huge body was splashed with blood and crossed the sky above the town of Noah's Doon. The speed was so fast that it emitted a sonic boom. No matter how the [Endurance] angel spread its broken wings and tried to hold on

Balance, still cannot avoid the ending of hitting the ground.

Also knocked to the ground were the sage and his spear.

The boy couldn't help lowering his head and let the howling wind blow off his hood. He held on to the eaves tightly to prevent the strong vibration caused by the angel hitting the ground from throwing him off. However, this was not the end. It was made of witch hair.

The clone of Madam Butterfly swooped down from the sky like a missile and hit the remains of the [Endurance] Angel.

The female demon laughed heartily and whistled like a wrestler winning a match.

"My dear, you are really bad at protecting others." The witch spread a pair of black and purple wings behind her and slowly floated down on the wind stirring the clouds. Salomon rolled his eyes and rolled his sore shoulders.

. It stands to reason that after the blessing of the stigmata, his physical strength is astonishingly abundant, and fatigue is almost insulated from him. However, he really felt tired during the battle with the sage. He must always be careful of the sage's unreasonable behavior.

At such speed, be careful that the sage leaves the battle to find the boy.

"At least I didn't destroy a bunch of houses." As if in response to Salomon's words, a wall covered with scratches and bullet holes collapsed in an instant. Salomon raised his eyebrows, although no one was there

See. "It's definitely not because of me. I guarantee that the wall can still stand for a while."

"Oh, honey." Bayonetta shook her head, "I don't want you to be as bad as that wall tonight."

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