Emre fell into a state of shock and absurdity. This feeling was as if you saw someone about to walk into a ditch, and you tried desperately to remind him, "Turn around, turn around, turn around quickly," and then the other person took off his head and threw it away.
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Originally, he thought that with the Holy Spirit's group damage sharing, he should be invincible, so he did not take the little angel seriously. This kind of combat attendant similar to the Lord of Glory could not threaten him. He also
Kindly let the other person go home.
A very ordinary light feather, a very simple gaze lock, but it made Emre feel ridiculous. This endless and continuous harm, like a heavy rain, there is no way to hide, it is simply ridiculous, even
Group damage sharing was activated, but the enemy's light feathers still didn't stop.
Without saying a word, run away.
Emre turned around and ran away, but the possessed heroic spirit moved back half a position and kept facing the enemy, holding up a shield to resist the light feather.
Click, click, click... Just like the sound of raindrops knocking on the roof, the shield held up by the heroic spirit continued to break, hold up, break, hold up, break, repeating this cycle for more than ten times. Emre found that he
There was no distance between the enemy and the enemy at all.
When comparing speed with winged enemies in the void, Emre had no advantage at all.
Unable to carry it, unable to run, Emre turned around and swung his sword towards the little angel.
While swinging the sword, Emre's eyes caught that the broken area of the sword seemed to have recovered a little. It was actually repairing itself? At this rate, if you leave it for two days, the broken area should be restored.
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"Sure enough, it's a divine weapon!" Emre shouted in shock, and his whole body was pulled by the sword, breaking through the light feathers in the sky and rushing towards the little angel.
Nigris happened to be bored and talked about this kind of artifact. Nigris was very confused: "When did you start doing this kind of business? Counterfeit artifacts? Aren't you afraid of ruining your goodwill?"
Although Silver Coin is known as a profiteer, he actually attaches great importance to business reputation and will never pass it off as good, let alone fake it. Selling fake goods will never happen in his chamber of commerce.
Other things are fine, but this accusation made Yin Coin immediately angry: "What kind of fake artifact? This is a real artifact, okay? It is an artifact blessed by the goddess of dawn. Don't talk nonsense, I will sue you for slander."
Negris asked angrily: "Tell me, a god who is in charge of marriage, how does she bless a sword? Does she wish it a happy marriage? Give it another sword? Or give it a scabbard?
It's enough if she blesses the armor, at least she still has the Wall of Dawn."
Silver Coin said: "Of course it is about repairing the cracks. The blessing of the goddess of dawn can repair the cracks in marriage. The pots, beds, tables, chairs and stools blessed by her are all symbols of marriage. If they are cracked, they can be repaired slowly.
Naturally, weapons and armor are also acceptable."
"Ah? Automatic repair? That guy from Shuguang still has this ability? This can really be called an artifact." Nigris said in surprise.
"Yes, I said that her magical skills would be wasted if she didn't go to blacksmithing, so she went to blacksmithing now." Silver Coin said.
Nigris's eyes widened: "Blacksmithing? She went to blacksmithing? Really?"
"Yes, I opened a forge for her. I have to say that her Wall of Dawn is the hardest hammer."
"The Temple of Dawn is now managed by Ferrati. Lisa suggested that she open a marriage agency and then invite some bards, composers, playwrights, and song and dance troupes to create a series of marriage and love-themed movies based on the Temple of Dawn.
The work is very popular." Yin Coin introduced some of the marginal characters in the team.
Is this still possible? Nigris was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Can Ferretti do it?"
"What's wrong? Dawn Goddess Temple has nothing to do with Shuguang. Just don't make trouble for her." Yin Coin said with disgust.
The Goddess of Dawn is the most useless one in the Temple of Dawn. She goes to blacksmith without affecting the operation of the temple.
The goddess of dawn is locked in an endless cage, and it is Ferrati who supports the operation of the temple outside. Without Ferrati working desperately to help others get married, Dawn's power would have dried up long ago.
"Speaking of this, do those crystal wall mages and the people of Boundless have any clues?" Negris asked.
Not to mention, I have almost forgotten that when I rescued Shu Guang, the crystal wall mages I encountered were endless, and they never appeared again. Those crystal wall mages could sacrifice their lives to generate the will of the plane, and they could also create endless cages.
This kind of space-changing barrier cannot be underestimated, regardless of its technical level or power level.
Anthony knows this kind of thing better, because all information including the silver coins will be gathered to him. Anthony said: "There are no clues. It's like disappearing. I don't know whether he hid deliberately or whether he just disappeared."
There is no one left."
Nigris nodded indifferently. Even if those crystal wall mages had the ability to sacrifice the will of the plane, it would be meaningless. Who doesn't have the will of the plane these days?
There are three small saplings and small ghost Kram here, and they will only be beaten by the group when the will of the plane comes.
At this moment, Anthony suddenly shouted: "Okay, the swordsman tried his best. He exploded. He swung his long sword and flew away the feathers of light. His sword skills were amazing. He opened a passage and was approaching the little angel. He was decisive enough.
, closer, closer, the little angel is getting close to him, oh, why is it like this again, the little angel hits his eye!"
Don't look at everyone chatting, in fact, everyone's attention is on the field. When the critical moment comes, they will immediately return to the topic. When encountering a subtle response, Anthony will even explain it, for fear that those who do not know martial arts will not understand.
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Emre's long sword kept shaking while thrusting forward, sending the light feathers in front of him flying and exploding one by one, forcibly opening a path so that he could approach the little angel.
In this case, his response was undoubtedly exquisite, but the difficulty was very high, just like using a sword to fly the rain off your head on a rainy day, which shows the high level of Emre's martial arts.
Of course, he couldn't take them all away, but the few that would slip through the net wouldn't be enough to break the heroic spirit that protected him. Unfortunately, approaching the little angel was not a good thing.
The little angel fired the flaming feather bullets not because she was good at long-range attacks, but because Ange wouldn't let her kill people, so she preferred close combat with him, so she used her ultimate trick - the Friendship Face-breaking Fist.
This was completely different from the force used to hit Nigris. Emre was punched in the eye socket, and the heroic spirit protecting him was almost thrown away. He just barely managed to stabilize himself, but found that the little angel had already squeezed in front of him, punching him with a small fist.
It has been hammered over in series.
There is a limit to group damage sharing. If it exceeds the threshold, the damage cannot be transmitted. The little angel's fist attack can easily exceed the threshold. Emre is indeed very skilled in martial arts. After parrying dozens of punches, he was forced to break his body protection.
The heroic spirit flapped its wings and fainted.
Under this excessive amount of sacred power, his original fighting spirit has no destructive power at all, just like the eternal flame meets the typhoon sky, no matter how high the level is, it is useless.
When he woke up, he was shocked as soon as he opened his eyes. He saw four star gods surrounding him, leaning over and looking at him curiously.