Finally, the third pair of wings slowly sprouted. It was not as white and broad as the first pair of wings, nor as brilliant and fiery as the second pair of wings. It was a smaller and more transparent pair of wings, in which one could even see many fine lines, which spread like capillaries. The lines on each feather were flowing with a gradient and beautiful light.
Then the three pairs of wings gradually assimilated, and each wing became so broad and soft, so brilliant and blazing, so transparent and beautiful. The pale golden transparent flames emanating from them also opened up a cradle paradise with a diameter of nearly a thousand meters in the darkness. No matter how the chaotic phantom outside twisted or how the flesh and blood accumulated, it could not affect a single speck of dust inside.
At this time, the gentle and beautiful figure in the center of the three pairs of wings slowly opened her eyes, the color of which was like light gold glass crystal, with a special power symbol slowly rotating in it. In the center of the snow-white forehead, the emblem of the sun slowly appeared and reflected in the eyes, which was dreamy and sacred.
The combat uniform she was originally wearing was now gone, replaced by a snow-white cloth woven from the pure magic power of the angel sequence. It was comfortable and soft, wrapping around the girl's body. It seemed that only a little wind was needed to make this absolutely soft cloth flutter.
Slender fingers stretched out from under the snow-white cuffs with golden floral decorations, and a holy spear composed of golden magic power slowly took shape. A ring-like structure appeared near the tip of the spear. When it was gently waved, it could emit a crisp and pleasant sound.
When the holy spear was finally formed, Loran Hill gently stroked the spear body with his fingers, and a burst of exquisite and gorgeous words flashed on it, as if recording history and carrying hope. The holy spear slowly floated into the air, and then gradually absorbed the light, becoming more and more intense and dazzling, until it finally bloomed and drowned everything.
【Holy Lance Longinus】
In the pitch-black and silent space, in front of countless focused screens, amidst the sounds of quiet prayers, a ray of light shot out from the octahedron of this chaotic monster, then instantly vanished.
Compared to the monster with a diameter of about hundreds of kilometers, this light thread was extremely thin and difficult to detect. Even many people in front of the screen did not notice it. But soon someone saw this momentary flash based on the feedback from various instruments and some playbacks.
Lord Loranhill is still alive!
The joy immediately dispelled the previous nervousness and anxiety, making people cheer and jump for joy. Enthusiastic shouts were heard everywhere, and countless people cried and screamed with joy.
However, compared to the joy outside, the situation faced by Loran Hill inside the monster was more depressing.
"What is this?"
Using the impact of the Holy Spear, Loran Hill opened up a wide and unobstructed road inside the monster. She quickly shuttled through it, holding the destructive device in the dark gold oval, until she was blocked by the "black shadows" in front of her.
Compared to those shapeless chaotic phantoms, these swimming "black shadows" in front of him barely had some shape, but they were still weird.
It has no self-awareness and only unconsciously imitates what it sees, such as the girl in front of it.
The black wings slowly took shape, resembling a human form, but because they did not imitate the extremely distorted body, their attack method was to rush forward directly, like black sludge.
!
Faced with such an unknown thing, Loran Hill did not take it lightly. Instead, he teleported back, then flapped his wings, and a series of golden, transparent hexagonal honeycomb barriers were instantly constructed. They were so strong that even a small nuclear bomb could not blow them open instantly. The magic power of the angel sequence was extremely stable and isolated from foreign objects. As layer after layer of light curtains passed by, the internal structure was continuously strengthened and became more and more solid.
Soon, these "black shadows" pounced on the golden honeycomb barrier, and wisps of white smoke floated up. This was because the high temperature on the surface of the barrier caused these "black shadows" to evaporate and sublimate continuously.
Unlike the Chaos Phantoms, they clearly have entities, flesh that can be spliced and deformed at will like mud.
At first, Loran Hill breathed a sigh of relief, but soon frowned again as the barrier in front of him began to slowly melt.
The golden symbols in her eyes slowly rotated, and then froze for a moment. The world seemed to stop suddenly at this moment, and then it was imprinted in her mind. Everything happening before her eyes was presented in her consciousness at the most detailed and almost atomic level. She clearly "saw" this process, how the magic of the angel sequence in those structures was infected and distorted.
The degree of this corrosion and distortion is far beyond imagination. Even if a witch with power comes into direct contact with it, she will probably go crazy immediately, and then her soul consciousness will be twisted and shattered as if it were poisoned, turning into a chaotic and crazy existence.
Is this considered raising a Gu?
Loran Hill took a deep breath, feeling a little uneasy. Through her observation ability as the Primordial Wind, she realized the reason for this. It was probably the eroded Sequence 10. It didn't die suddenly, but relied on its own power to continuously fight and tug at the Chaos Phantoms, resurrecting time and time again, being corroded and purified time and time again, and then gradually weakening in the process. In this process, even more evil beings with even greater corrosion and distortion were born.
It seems that we can't move forward without getting rid of them. Otherwise, after placing the destructive device, it will be quickly corroded by the enemy and become ineffective before it can be detonated.
Many thoughts flashed through Loran Hill's mind, and then she placed the oval dark gold sphere behind her, protecting it with layers of barriers. Then, a number of white and glorious holy swords gradually took shape beside her. Almost every one of them was a holy object that people sang about, and each one possessed different powers. After gradually recovering the Crown of the Sun, the abilities she could mobilize became more and more abundant.
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