Chapter 99 The True Holy Light Shines!
Chapter 99 True Holy Light Shines!
The little zombie excavator started to work at full power, and a circle of pits was dug out. Everyone hid in the pits and watched Ange's magic turret spray the angels who rushed out of the light column one by one.
As the spray continued, the wind started to blow, and everyone had to retract their heads, and then stick their heads out to take a look every few minutes.
Only Ange, holding the sapling, stood in the pit with his upper body exposed. The wind of rest blew past him and bypassed him directly.
The sapling waved its true leaves, sending a warm message: Use force - huh - use force - huh -.
After the wind of rest blew, Ange didn't have to do anything. The angels who rushed out of the light column blew the wind of rest a few times, and immediately used the holy light to protect their bodies and stopped in place to resist the wind.
As the wind grew stronger, the holy light on them became stronger and stronger. In the end, they simply inserted their long swords upside down and knelt on one knee to resist.
The same was true for the ones behind. They stopped there when they came out, and stopped there when they came out, like a magic light bulb that was lit.
Nagris and Anthony were the most diligent in looking around. Every few minutes, they looked around and saw a few more light balls around the light column. When they looked around, they saw a few more light balls. An hour later, there were already a dense pile of light balls around the light column.
From this time on, some light balls went out one after another. Anthony, who had experience, did not think that they had dug a pit to hide.
"Now I know how the idiot I sent last time died. He held on until he died. That one was a 1.7-meter-tall third-level angel, so he held on for a little longer. These 1.9-meter-tall first-level heavenly angels were too weak and only held on for less than an hour." Anthony shook his head and said sadly.
"Are you talking about the time when I encountered two black warriors? Well, I saw it. We rode past that day and saw a skeleton kneeling there with two black warriors standing behind him. I thought the black warriors beat up the angel, but who knew it was not."
"Is that what you call riding a horse? That's called abuse." Anthony pouted and said, he had never seen a "horse" ride four, including a dragon.
"By the way, why is it that the taller the angel is, the lower his rank is?" Nagris asked.
"Density, the newly born angels are all first-order, almost the same height. As their bodies shrink, they can withstand more and more power, and their ranks get higher and higher."
After a pause, Anthony added: "The one next to Lord Ang was probably at level five with four wings or above."
"Ah? Really? But the holy remains we dug up in the purple skeleton plane before were only as tall as this one. It was the plane where Locke's hand bones were dug up. Didn't you say that a six-winged archangel died with Locke? It is very likely the one we dug up, but it is only as tall as this one." Nagris just finished speaking and found that Anthony's face was not right.
"I'll give you a coordinate. How did you get there? Why didn't you tell me when you dug up the holy remains?" Anthony glanced at him.
"Haha, that, haha, this, the weather is really good." Nagris said with a laugh in the whistling sound of the wind of rest.
Anthony snorted, too lazy to get angry with it. Everyone should be on guard against each other. After all, they haven't seen each other for more than a thousand years, and their interests are different. Didn't Anthony have a backup plan? Didn't the two black warriors under his command not follow him?
If Nagris didn't mean to be on guard against him at all, Anthony would just think it was stupid.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Do you think the Gods of Light are still alive?" Anthony asked.
When the light column just fell, Anthony thought the Gods of Light were still alive, but now it seems that if there is still one of the Gods of Light who can breathe, these Holy Spirit Angels will not be so stupid.
"It must be gone. These angels are now only instinctive, and they are not as smart as Ange."
If there is no example of the king, it is difficult for Nagris to accept the hypothesis that the Gods of Light disappeared, but the king has disappeared, so why can't the Gods of Light disappear? Compared with the king, the Gods of Light are nothing.
At this moment, Ange, who had been half-leaning out, suddenly burst out with a continuous flow of magic power fluctuations, and fireballs condensed and sprayed out continuously, pulling out a line of fire in the whistling wind of rest.
After the wind of rest became fierce, Ange stopped. The angels were busy resisting the wind of rest and could not move. Now Ange moved again. Did something happen?
Everyone quickly leaned out to take a look. From the outside, it seemed as if a bunch of moles emerged from the ground.
There were a bunch of light balls around the light column, and the largest one was rushing forward against the whistling wind of rest. Ange's fireball hit it.
In the wind of rest, not only is the perception restricted and the power weakened, but also the erosion of the wind of rest is endured at any time and place.
Holy light has additional damage to undead creatures, and the wind of rest also has additional damage to the Holy Spirit. After being hit by a series of fireballs from Ange, the holy light on his body was quickly weakened and soon stopped, and then the holy light on his body was extinguished and exploded into a fireball.
However, the Stairway to Heaven was still sending the Holy Spirit, and another larger light shadow landed and rushed over carrying the wind of rest.
After a series of fireballs hit, this light shadow could still carry the fireballs and rush forward. Its strength was obviously much stronger than those Holy Spirits in front.
The fire in Ange's eyes jumped, and the fist-sized fireball suddenly shrank into a ping-pong ball-sized fireball, but it was more condensed and brighter. The frequency of casting was reduced, but the speed of the fireball suddenly increased.
When such a fireball hits the target, it will not only scatter, but also explode. In a series of explosions of "bang bang bang...", the light and shadow rushing over were blasted back again and again.
"Okay, the fireball has been upgraded." As if he had expected it, Nagris said.
"The fourth-level explosive fireball is not right. The power is a bit small, and the magic reaction is not quite right." Anthony was surprised.
Nagris curled his lips: "Because this is not a fourth-level explosive fireball, but a second-level explosive fireball."
"What a joke, there is no second-level explosive fireball, isn't the explosive fireball a fourth-level one?" Anthony questioned.
"Wait until you cast thousands of first-level magics in a row, and you will learn it." Nagris spread his hands and said helplessly.
Ang's Burning Wasteland Spell is actually the weakest, so the fireball spell of the fire system is also the weakest. His highest proficiency is Rain Spell, Purification Spell, and Cleansing Face Spell.
For these three kinds of magic, he can use the first-level magic power to cast the second-level magic through the cache of Locke's Hand, but achieve the effect of the fourth level.
The same effect can be achieved when the proficiency of fireball is improved.
Anthony opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but found that he had no way to refute. After all, Ange's example was in front of him, and he had never seen a magician who cast a first-level magic thousands of times.
The light and shadow were blasted into a fire man by Ange and fell to the ground. However, a larger light and shadow had already landed and spread its wings when it rushed out of the light column. Ange felt that the whole world was bright.
A beam of light shot straight at Ange-true holy light shines!
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