Chapter 1165 If You Don’t Pay, You Can’t Buy It
From the moment Emre shouted "leave the battlefield", the Star Lord knew it was time to leave. The loss was a bit unclear, but there was no doubt that the other party "persuaded" Emre, but he didn't know how and what he "said".
"Gemezburg, what a trouble." The Star Lord muttered. He still believed that Ange and his party were from Gemezburg, and he remembered all the hatred there.
Reaching out to Black Rope, Black Rope shook off all the evil spirits and swam towards the Star Lord like a "snake".
But before he swam over, a figure rushed out of the airship cabin, grabbed Black Rope, shook it hard, and Black Rope rolled back like a whip, and then was swung by her suddenly.
The front end of Black Rope exploded a ball of "space". There was no air in the void. Black Rope broke the space, and then the front end "slashed" through that space and whipped towards the Star Lord.
This is a bit like Fetti's flash, which also pushes the space in front of him, "squeezing" the space of dozens of meters thick into a few meters, and stepping over it in one step.
Black rope is more direct. After the space is broken, the space is gone, and Black rope appears directly from the other side of the space.
Unfortunately, only the front part of the black rope is broken, and the lower part extending to the large part in the hand of the black rope elf is still at an ordinary speed, but it has become a burden, dragged by the upper part to speed up, and in turn slows down the speed of the upper part.
As a result, when it fell in front of the Star Lord, the black rope no longer had the sharpness of breaking the space. The Star Lord waved his hand and knocked the black rope away, then looked at her coldly and stretched out a finger.
The black rope elf only felt her whole body tighten, and a strong sense of suffocation of death enveloped her body, making her stiff and unable to move.
In the cabin of the airship, the green-haired and red-headed magic gods rushed out one after another, trying to block the black rope elf, but they seemed to be a step too slow, and a red light burst out from the finger of the Star Lord.
Zizi, a thicker white light shot over, directly engulfing the red light of the Star Lord's finger-sized light - holy light shining.
The light column flashed, and the little angel flapped his light wings fiercely, and his whole body rushed towards the Star Lord like a beam of light, shouting at the same time: "Ah!"
Nagris translated: "Don't run? It seems that this thing really wants to run. Why did those evil spirits stop moving when he retracted the black rope? Those evil spirits that only came out halfway retreated inside, which is all soul energy."
"Maybe the black rope is controlling those evil spirits. Forget about the evil spirits. The little angel must snatch the black rope and refine a pair of large crystal-plated wings for you later." Duroken said while shouting at the little angel.
After the Star Lord lost the black rope, the evil spirits also lost their direction and stopped attacking the little angel. Instead, they subconsciously dodged the creature with big wings and emitting an uncomfortable white light.
This is the instinct of the evil spirits. Even the evil spirits of the mourning level are just unintelligent spirits. It is their instinct to be afraid of the Holy Light and bully the weak and fear the strong. They will be fierce when facing ordinary enemies, and will hide when facing those who are more fierce than them.
So this black rope that can control the evil spirits immediately attracted Duroken's strong interest.
Unfortunately, if the God Star Clan wants to run, it is difficult for others to stop them, unless they knock him into a space that can isolate thoughts when he is not paying attention, such as the inside of the world-destroying magic circle blocked by Kram, or the space wrapped in the shroud, just like Ange did to the North Crown?
The Star Lord's eyes lost their spirit.
The little angel was anxious, so anxious that he threw the Archangel's staff directly, and spun like an axe to chop at the Star Lord, and chopped him on the head.
It must be said that the body of the Star God is hard. The Archangel's staff chopped out a series of energy sparks before it cut into the abdomen of the Star God's body, but it was too late.
The Star God's body did not even block, and let the Archangel's staff almost split him in half, and then the whole body turned into stars and scattered in the void.
But before all the stars disappeared, a hand suddenly came out from where the stars were scattered, and the little ghost opened his mouth and took a big bite.
"Ah!" The little angel howled in dissatisfaction.
The little ghost froze with his mouth bulging, then turned his head to look at the little angel and made a tongue-out expression.
The little angel waved his hand: "Ah."
"Ah--" It turned out that the little angel was not howling at it, and the little ghost was relieved and retracted back into Ange's hand.
Recalling the Archangel's staff, the little angel went to kill the remaining evil spirits. Although he was annoyed that the main enemy had run away, the battle was not over yet.
The rest of the people watched the little angel kill people everywhere. After nearly a hundred evil spirits were killed, more than two hundred four-winged angels were transformed by her.
An evil spirit is not only transformed into one four-winged angel. If the energy is fully utilized, one evil spirit can almost transform into two four-winged angels.
Unfortunately, due to the limitation of the rank, she can only transform four-winged angels, and six-winged angels cannot be transformed. As a combat weapon, the Holy Spirit is very strict in hierarchy.
Number is always the most intuitive data. As the number of four-winged angels increases, the Blacksole Elf and her two men hide back in the airship and stay where they are.
After a long time, Anthony took Nagris and Duroken to board the airship. Before boarding the boat, he waved to Emre in the distance and raised a finger.
Emre hesitated for a moment, turned back and gave instructions, and flew over alone.
Everyone stood still on the deck, staring at each other for a while, and then Anthony said to the Blacklock Elf: "Sell your Blacklock to us, what do you want?"
The Blacklock Elf subconsciously held the Blacklock tightly in front of her: "If you don't sell the Blacklock, I don't want anything."
Anthony nodded: "Okay."
Then he took a step forward without warning, stretched out his hand, grabbed a pull, squeezed close to the shoulder, and pushed the Blacklock Elf up and threw three punches in a row. The first two punches blocked the Blacklock Elf's elbow and knee, and the last punch hit her stomach and sent her flying.
Emre, the green-haired and red-headed magic gods all subconsciously shrank their upper bodies and looked at Anthony in shock. Can you imagine a refined middle-aged man in a court dress rolling up his sleeves and sending a god-level mercenary flying with his bare hands?
If it was a magic or something like that, no one would be so shocked. Anthony was obviously a magician, how could his martial arts be so strong?
Emre suddenly thought of something and was even more shocked: "You are the Blacksole Mercenary Group. Didn't you capture a native mourning skeleton? How come you are so... so..."
Equally shocked was Blacksole. She twisted her body to stabilize her retreating figure, and then touched her stomach that was hit by Anthony. It didn't hurt? This is more difficult than punching her stomach. Is the control of power so exquisite?
Not only did he control his own power, but he also estimated Blacksole's power and released it at the moment of contact with his fists, achieving this effect of knocking people away without hurting them. This man is definitely a martial arts master.
Anthony held the Blacksole that he had snatched away and smiled and said: "Then I won't pay, so I won't buy it."
Blacksole's expression changed, and finally he resisted the urge to take action and said: "It's useless for you to snatch it. This is a soul weapon..."
She wanted to say that this was a soul weapon, and Anthony was not an undead creature that couldn't use it, but she immediately saw black smoke rising from Anthony's hand, and a soul weapon on his hand slowly condensed.