Chapter 167 The Light That Penetrates Everything
Flame against flame.
Frost against frost.
Angel quickly consumed his spiritual energy, unleashing all the extraordinary abilities of a "witch" to smash down on the "Witch of Joy" with long gray hair.
But the opponent also possesses the same ability, and even with the enhancement of high-sequence potions, its power is even greater than his own.
Amidst the flying frost fragments and the surging and extinguishing black flames, the Witch of Joy smiled and passively defended against the opponent's attacks.
She didn't seem to care about winning or losing the battle at all, she just responded passively, stalling for time and waiting for something to happen.
"It's just like last time. It's just you and me, while your teammates are fighting hard over there," the witch dodged a black flame and said slowly, "Unfortunately, this time, they have no chance of escape."
The words spoken by that seductive voice made Angel extremely angry.
"Do you know me?"
The witch's malicious intent towards her was obvious, but apart from the time when the Night Watchmen followed the clues, destroyed their base, and dismantled the cursed altar, Angel did not remember any personal grudge between them.
"Even if you burn to ashes, I'll still recognize you," the beautiful woman with long gray hair said bitterly, the smile in her eyes disappearing completely. "Well, that's a good idea. After all your teammates die in front of you, I'll burn you to ashes as a memorial to Randy."
The spider silk around her suddenly gathered together, trying to bind Angel, but was ignited by the black flames emerging from the void and burned into a wisp of green smoke.
"Randy, who is that?"
Hearing Angel's slightly confused question, the other party suddenly showed an angry expression on his face, and rushed towards her frost spear. The moment he was hit, he turned into glass fragments, and then appeared at a very close distance, stabbing fiercely with a dagger with black flames.
Angel was unable to dodge and was stabbed through the body. The cursed black flames on the dagger instantly spread to her entire body. Then the body covered in black flames became thinner and smaller, turning into a broken paper man and turned into a pile of ashes.
Reappearing from the side of the witch, Angel raised "Thirst" and pulled the trigger.
A shot that was shot at close range was blocked by the opponent's arm who was skilled in fighting. The bullet flew past the long gray hair, taking away a strand of hair.
Tsk, fighting against Beyonders of the same path is indeed much more difficult than bullying those of other sequences.
Angel frowned and twisted his wrist to aim the gun at the other party again, but was dodged by his agile body again. Instead, because his body was too close to the dagger, he had no time to dodge the counterattack and was cut across the abdomen by the sharp dagger, leaving a bloody mark.
Raising the bloody dagger, the Witch of Joy grinned, reached out to pick up a drop of blood, and was about to cast a curse, making her enemy wail in pain.
"Wow--"
A baby's cry echoed throughout the park square.
Angel felt as if he had been hit hard on the head. His vision went dark again and he began to have difficulty breathing.
Just like when she was promoted to Instigator, the little spiritual energy left in her body rolled and surged, and her exposed arms turned purple.
The crying almost made her lose control.
Fortunately, the crying did not happen again. Angel gritted his teeth and tried his best to stabilize the changes in his body and spirit.
The performance of the Witch of Joy in front of her was even worse at the moment. It was not known whether it was due to her unstable emotions or because she had consumed too much spiritual energy in the battle. Under the cries of the evil god's offspring, the witch's long gray hair all fluttered, and each strand became thicker, like a moving snake.
"I didn't expect that guy to include me in his plan..."
A bitter smile appeared on her face, and then her fair face was covered by black blood vessels that surged from her neck to her cheeks.
"boom--"
A thunderous explosion came from the center of the square behind Angel, followed by a fierce sunlight that illuminated the two of them.
"At least... kill you first!"
The witch let out a vague roar, and her face, which was covered with black veins, was illuminated by the light like a devil. She rushed towards Angel with a dagger in both hands.
Angel easily dodged the opponent's disorganized attack. She moved sideways to create distance and fired three shots in succession.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
The bullet with black flames passed through the body of the out-of-control witch, igniting a black flame.
Amidst the flames rising into the sky, the twisted and deformed body transformed into a short black staff, which turned into ashes in the flames that had a special effect on spiritual objects.
The only remaining trace of rationality made Mitis subconsciously cast a wand substitute to avoid the cursed black flame that the "witch" was good at.
Her body appeared in the air dozens of meters high, with black flames still burning on her body, but it was no longer fatal.
What was fatal was her physical condition and her extraordinary power that had gone out of control...
Knowing that her fate was sealed, Mitis felt calm inside.
She looked down from high above, at the culprit that caused her to lose control.
The headless Megose curled up in the center of the steaming square. The second "Sunfire Spell" almost killed this tenacious woman.
But a wound had been torn on her bulging abdomen, and a black tide was surging inside. There seemed to be flashes of blood-red light, as if some terrifying existence would emerge from her broken body at any time and descend upon Tingen City.
Mr. C, the "Rose Bishop" of the Aurora Society, wearing a blood-red robe and conspiring with her, was kneeling beside Megose, chanting prayers loudly.
The three Night Watchmen were equally miserable.
The young Night Watchman whose left hand was cut off by Mitis was still in the posture of throwing the talisman. His broken arm was hanging down, and blood was flowing out of the wound with the rhythm of his heartbeat, but it was completely absorbed by the black silk thread floating in the air, and almost no blood fell to the ground.
Another Night Watchman was bleeding from his mouth and nose. He leaned against the stone podium with his eyes closed. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead. The thick blood vessel that had turned bright red fell to the side.
The Nighthawks captain, holding the ashes of Saint Selina, had a bloody mess on his chest. It was the wound he had scratched open himself. From deep within the open wound, one could seem to see a heart that was slowly stopping.
It turns out...we were all part of that guy's plan...
A flash of enlightenment arose in Mitis's heart.
But it doesn't matter. The evil god is about to descend. Whether it's the "witch" who killed Randy or the people she cares about most, they will die here. That's enough...
Feeling her body gradually falling, the out-of-control witch slowly closed her eyes.
Bang——
The black flame on her body that was about to go out suddenly became more vigorous. The witch who had been sentenced to death in her heart appeared in the air. On that beautiful face, the deep purple eyes looked at her emotionlessly.
Then, the face was covered by a black revolver that was emitting a bloody smell.
A bright light that could burn the retina streaked across the sky, piercing through Metis's chest from top to bottom, piercing through Mr. C who was rushing towards Megose, ready to sacrifice himself, and piercing through the unborn offspring of the evil god in Megose's belly.
The last cry of the "True Creator" in Tingen was shattered by the "Shattered Light Ray".
Question the turn-based system, understand the turn-based system, and become the turn-based system.
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