Chapter 529 529. Fusion
The main hall is a hundred meters high, and the interior layout is grand and sacred.
However, the atmosphere at this time was full of solemnity and deathly silence.
The gray-haired old man was wearing a crimson robe, and the ancient scepter that represented the belief in the Black Moon was stationed again and again. He moved forward slowly, and his momentum increased steadily!
Obviously he is only in the second realm, the same realm as Olivia.
But the spiritual pressure and aura are much more terrifying than Olivia's.
The white catwoman looked at the old man's back thoughtfully, this should be the correct use of the Holy Moon Field.
Now, the amount of spiritual energy and mental power in the entire field are used by O'Brien.
The duel between spiritual masters involves not only spiritual clothes and spiritual weapons, but also energy.
Especially at the level of a Venerable, every extra second of maintaining the A-level spiritual clothes is a huge consumption that ants below the Venerable cannot imagine.
Therefore, O'Brien, supported by a steady stream of energy, has long been invincible in this field.
But what makes everyone puzzled is how did O'Brien forcibly take back the authority of the saints and consolidate all the authority into himself?
Logically speaking, even if O'Brien is a cardinal, he does not have such authority.
"Dong——"
Where the scepter was stationed, four golden haloes lit up on the soles, knees, waist and top of the head of the old man in red robe, and in the next moment they melted and floated like water. Sora, forming a small golden sword directly above his head.
[A-level·Sword of God]
Xia Feng’s pupils shrank, this was the spirit cloth that killed Sirius with one blow when the angel Euphile and others surrounded him.
I didn’t expect to see you again today!
It’s so nostalgic! Xia Feng walked up expressionlessly, crossed the threshold, and entered the palace again.
When they saw the Sword of God, everyone’s expressions also changed.
The Son of Justice looked solemn, and the remaining hope in his heart was completely shattered. The Sword of God was an A-level spiritual garment with great advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage is that its power is terrifying, and it can be called the best A-level spiritual clothing.
The disadvantage is that the amount of spiritual energy that needs to be consumed is also terrifying, almost comparable to the amount of spiritual energy required by an S-level spiritual garment. Most venerables really cannot afford this spiritual garment.
But with the blessing of the Holy Moon Field, O'Brien doesn't have to worry about this problem at all.
Seeing this, Yan Si and Jin Jili stopped scolding, their faces turned ashen.
O'Brien was planning to directly use his ultimate move to kill the two rescuers outside, not giving them the slightest chance and killing any chance of an accident.
The Holy Son of Justice knew that there was no way to save his life. He no longer hesitated and said directly in his heart: "Jiang Qiu'e, Cha Naixue, no matter what O'Brien's purpose is, he must violate the laws of the three religions. He committed evil acts that betrayed his faith. "So, we must stop him! Even at the risk of our lives!" Eyes, the hoarse and deep voice was solemn, "I will use my soul as a guide later to explode my fruition status! I will die together with these evildoers who have betrayed the faith of the true God!"
"As for the two saints, I I don’t want to kidnap you two morally, but if you are assimilated into your mind, what’s the difference between you and your death? So why not blow yourself up together?”
"." Jiang Qiu'e and Chana Xue were speechless for a moment. It was indeed the case. Instead of being assimilated, it would be a good idea to self-destruct and die with the enemy.
They have also learned how to self-destruct spiritual clothes, which is not difficult to operate.
"But if the two saints are unwilling, then I can only say sorry first."
The solemn voice of the Just Son was righteous and full of determination to die, "In order to prevent O'Brien's plan is successful. I will try my best to drag the two of them to death when I explode later!"
"Destroy O'Brien's plan from the source!"
"?!" Jiang Qiu'e and Chan Naixue's expressions froze. No, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Cha Naixue quickly thought to herself: "Don't mess around!! Jiang Qiu'e's artificial life can save us! Not only will you die in vain by yourself now, but you will also harm us!!"
"?" The Holy Son of Justice was slightly stunned, no, where did this woman get her confidence?
"Hey, Jiang Qiu'e, explain to him quickly, don't let this stupid Holy Son go crazy!" Yukito Chanai was numb. In a millisecond, while trying to persuade the Just Holy Son, he did not forget urged the man named Jiang.
Jiang Qiu'e was actually already considering the plan proposed by the Holy Son of Justice.
After the Son of Justice self-destructs and seriously injures the enemy, she uses her tail to resurrect, and then enters the field to harvest.
This is not a bad idea.
The disadvantage is that it is very likely to be directly corrupted, which is a risk she is unwilling to take.
Hearing Cha Naixue’s eager thoughts, although she still didn’t understand why Cha Naixue was so confident in Xia Feng, she still said silently to the Holy Son of Justice:
"Holy Son of Justice, my artificial life is actually more powerful than me, and I have a perfect plan for everyone to escape, so don't mess around, otherwise it will only be a hindrance, do you understand?"
Jiang Qiu'e is ethereal. Her voice was clear and displeased, with an unquestionable command, as if she had everything under her control.
The Holy Son of Justice was about to self-destruct and thought for a moment. He was confused and looked suspiciously at the black-haired boy who had walked back into the temple.
Is it true or false? Is this kid so fierce?
The thoughts of several people lasted less than two seconds, but the golden sword above O'Brien's head had already been completely formed, and the light was blazing!
The ground, high pillars, and wall rocks of the entire magnificent palace were shaken and seemed to be cracking.
Buzz——! ! ! When the golden sword leaves the string, the world loses its color.
Just when everyone thought O'Brien would continue to accumulate energy, the golden sword was like a bolt of gold and white lightning, passing through the black-haired boy's eyebrows in an instant.
Zi La - A bloody hole was easily pierced between the boy's eyebrows, and his body lost all vitality and slowly fell backwards.
After killing one person, the Sword of God did not stop, but continued to rush forward like lightning.
Mu Qingtong also stepped into the palace door at this time and walked slowly inward.
The cross golden light on the tip of the sword rapidly enlarged in her eyes, and the chill of death invaded her soul, but her golden eyes were calm from beginning to end, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
"?!" The instantaneous scene made everyone who still had hope shrink their pupils, but before everyone could despair, the figure of the boy who fell backward suddenly collapsed——
Transformed into little bloody auras.
The conditions for using the combined ability of the Blood Spirit construct are actually very harsh. Not only do the souls of both parties need to be in harmony, but one of them must die before it can be used.
Fortunately, this is not a difficult problem for Xia Feng.
The Suzaku Magic Armor fits perfectly.
And the effect of working together is unexpectedly good.
Xia Feng found that he had turned into light, and the world around him seemed to have come to a standstill.
In other words, it is not that the world has stopped, but that his speed of thinking and action are reaching the limit at this moment, infinitely close to the speed of light.
After he circled the entire temple in his aura state, he found that he could not use any ability and could not leave the kilometer range, so he finally had to come to Mu Qingtong.
Miss Mu’s beautiful pale golden eyes stared quietly at the starry light floating in front of her.
At this moment, her thinking speed reached its limit, but she could not move as freely as Xia Feng.
The two cannot communicate.
Xia Feng did not waste any more time and quickly transformed into a spirit body composed of aura, floating in front of Mu Qingtong.
Xia Feng leaned forward and intertwined his fingers with Miss Mu's. Under the gaze of the beautiful pale golden eyes in front of him, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The aura body also blends into its graceful body like gentle water.
(End of this chapter)