Chapter 573: Stand Your Ground

If Filomena's divine power of destruction was not revealed, most people would think it was the God of Fire's Chosen One. In addition, the battlefield has been turned into darkness, who cares about the gods.

"Stop bluffing people." Connie said this, but having experienced many battles, she certainly would not attack rashly. "There is too little divine power left, so let's test it with magic first."

The blue light of the artifact magic gun boomed, and the overwhelming magic water column shot out, which was strengthened to the extreme by the demon-gathering field of the sky.

"This is going to be a fierce battle." Field frowned, "What a coincidence, the opponent happens to be the Chosen One of the Dragon Tower Kingdom. Ashina, if Filomena is in decline, go and take over."

The Dragon Tower Empire is completely opposite to the Griffin Empire. They value magic and despise fighting spirit. Logically speaking, magic does very little damage to the Chosen One, but unfortunately, Filomena's magic resistance should be the lowest among all the Chosen Ones.

"Leave it to me." Asheina nodded repeatedly.

However, the next second, Field almost laughed out loud.

Connie controlled the magic water column and shot it in a dazzling manner. The magic water column was like a cage, blasting towards Filomena in all directions, but did not attack herself.

"Have you seen through my intention? Why don't you move even a little bit?" Connie expected the other party to dodge and reveal flaws and details, but found that Filomena didn't even move.

Filomena blinked her eyes. To be honest, she didn't even react.

With a cunning flash in his eyes, Feromine said with a cold voice: "You're too lazy to hide, magic is useful for the Chosen Ones? Could it be that the Chosen Ones in your Dragon Tower don't even know magical skills, and they have to rely on magic to fight? Someone who knows magic comes."

"Okay, okay, you pissed me off, bitch."

Suddenly feeling like a clown, Connie instantly blushed and said: "Fourth level magical skill, magic magic pendant!"

The turbulent divine power rolled like waves, and the long skirt was blown constantly by the turbulent flow of divine power. The blood scab that had long been solidified was shattered into powder. The majestic blue divine power is wrapped around the magic gun and converges into a pillar-like energy gun.

Connie had been fighting fiercely for a long time just now, but her high morale allowed her to continue to break through her limits.

"Danger." A warning voice came from the distance, "That's a fourth-level magical skill. Get out of the way."

A chosen god carrying a large shield ran around with the defeated troops. After finally seeing the well-formed army, she saw the enemy's fourth-level divine choice attacking. Her heart froze and she subconsciously closed her eyes: "It's over."

In her opinion, the level of the chosen one among young people would not be too high.

"Hmph, isn't it just the fourth level? What I'm waiting for is the fourth level magical skill."

Filomena is completely worthy, and she has never been intimidated by a head-on battle. Standing on her snow-white toes, Filomena stood up lightly, revealing her gorgeous swan-like neck, whose beautiful curves made it difficult to take her eyes away.

Only holy flame birds flew out in all directions. Feromine's fighting skills gradually matured, and she began to try to cooperate with each other's magical skills.

"The third-level divine skill finally dies!" The surrounding golden light blooms, extremely gorgeous.

"It's just a poor third-level person. It turns out he was just showing off." Connie almost laughed out loud. "Your lord has no idea about power, and he actually sent people to die."

"It's more than enough to kill you. It's as easy as killing a chicken."

"Arrogant!"

After saying this, he held the magic gun in his hand, carrying majestic power, and smashed it down hard.

However, the next moment, she discovered to her bewilderment that the imagined collision and confrontation did not happen.

"Something's wrong. What happened? The divine power has dissolved?"

Connie was shocked to find that the magical skills she had gathered were being absorbed crazily by the other party. Like a punch hitting cotton, the energy spear was rapidly shrinking in size, and even his own magic weapon, the magic gun, was buzzing and trembling.

"Is it a magical defensive skill?" Connie blurted out in shock, "It's so overbearing, it can actually offset 70% of it."

The majestic fourth-level magical skill can only emit less than 30% of its power, which is like a joke.

"It's an explosive magical skill. I'm not interested in defense." Feromine said with a cold smile.

Like a black hole, a massive amount of blue energy was absorbed by Filomena, and mixed with terrifying divine power of destruction.

The energy was compressed to the extreme, and the gold was dyed blue. When the energy reached a certain critical point, a loud "buzzing" sound was heard.

A blue hemispherical explosion, with Filomena as the core, bloomed in all directions, mixed with a large amount of Tianming Bird Soul Fire, mixed in the explosion and flew towards Connie.

"How is it possible? This power is clearly level four."

Connie was the first to bear the brunt. The terrifying energy slapped her body hard, as if she had been run over by a speeding train. All the bones in her body were ringing, and blood seeped out from all parts of her skin. It was extremely miserable.

She couldn't believe that her majestic fourth-level divine choice was blown away by a third-level blow.

"唳~"

Feeling that her soul was trembling, Connie barely opened her eyes in mid-air, and saw a series of bright birds crashing into her face. The speed was so fast that a series of afterimages exploded in the air.

"Soul attack? No, move quickly."

Biting the tip of her tongue fiercely, Connie immediately forced her body to move regardless of her poor condition. Even if it left sequelae, it would be better than death. She knew very well that once she was hit by a soul attack, she might never have a chance to fight back.

"Get out of here."

The magic gun in her hand was swung to the extreme, sweeping, slashing, and thrusting forward, dancing in a dazzling manner. Connie, in a semi-disabled state, blasted more than thirty flying Tianming birds one after another.

The blood on his hands was dried by the hot flames, and his clothes were burned away. The war monsters not far away cast restless glances one after another. The trainers had to scold her, otherwise Connie would have to fight with the monsters.

No more divine power can be squeezed out of the body.

"What the hell kind of skills are these?" Connie could no longer calm down, her pupils were shaking. Although it was hard to accept, an incredible thought popped into her mind, "If she is level 4, I may not be able to withstand a single blow."

Filomena's face didn't look good either. She couldn't maintain her floating state, so she staggered and fell down. Her white neck looked a little shiny due to the sweat.

"Hmm... I have a headache. This annoying world rejection has obviously tried its best to avoid crowds. I can't use large-scale attacks anymore."

The big explosion just now killed a group of rebels and deserters who were surrounded by corpses, and suffered a strong backlash.

"Sure enough, that magical skill comes at a huge cost." Connie felt relieved, "It probably requires a life or lifespan."

Thinking of this, she became more confident and rushed over again: "I don't believe you are still capable of fighting!"

"Who said that?" Filomena's divine power surged, and the space behind her was torn apart, "Third-level magical skills, primordial annihilation, changing moves."

"Huh?" Connie was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

The violent divine power of destruction merged with the world-destroying seed to form a dark energy spear.