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She folded her arms and crossed them, and her brilliant silver-white hair fluttered in the sun like a cloud without wind.

The Holy Lance Kungunir spun in Brunhir's hands, layers of halos bloomed from it like sun discs, and a hurricane whizzed past with a burst of infinite power.

Hold a gun, throw.

hiss! ! !

The whistling and ear-piercing piercing sound was like the roar of a hundred beasts.

The knife-like air movement left a bottomless ravine on the holy mountain, and the bricks, stones and soil along the way turned into dust in an instant.

Glory Angel Grace's complexion changed slightly.

The light fell, and the left hand grabbed the void in front of the Pope.

The slender palm with the metal glove collided with the handle of Kungunil, the World Tree spear.

Two different radiations of gold and silver-white erupted at the same time, and the space first solidified like a mirror and then shattered.

finally…

When the light is scattered.

Golden blood spilled from the gap between Grace's fingers, but Kungunir, the long spear, stayed in the palm of the archangel.

"After all, it's not..."

Grace sighed in relief and shook his head slightly.

But then, Brunhill took a step forward, and at the same time as the floor cracked, his figure like fog appeared in front of the Pope again.

The suppression brought about by the crusader formation turned out to be useless.

Grace's complexion changed slightly.

But it was too late, at this moment, another completely different gray-black radiation appeared from the body of the Valkyrie.

The radiant light rose like a mist and then spread rapidly. The scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood rising and falling in the mist was extremely terrifying. Even a powerful angel like Grace was caught off guard.

Bang!

Brunhir's hand rested on the Lance of Eternity.

The power of the two collided again, as if a powerful bomb exploded out of thin air.

But now, the White Wolf and Brun Hill exert their strength at the same time, and the strength of each other blends in harmony, and the effect produced is by no means as simple as one plus one.

The radiance of the Valkyrie Brunhir is indestructible eternity, while the radiance of the White Wolf is the chaos where all things return to ruins. Two completely different and even opposing forces merge together at this moment.

In the silence, there is the dawn, and in the endless charm, there are disaster stars falling.

Brunhill moved on.

The slender palm slapped down on Grace's chest with the majestic momentum of the stormy waves hitting the shore.

Grace held out his hand to block it.

The palm fell on the middle of the archangel's arm.

But the two terrifying beams of radiation were like a crazily spinning electric drill, unstoppable, poured into Grace's body like a wild horse, and then exploded.

The Archangel was knocked into the air and sprayed with blood.

at the same time.

The Holy Lance Kungunir also pierced Mephides' chest.

Terrible power then bloomed, and hideous cracks spread outward from the wound.

At the last moment, the Pope regained his sanity in his shadow-like pupils, and sighed vaguely, as if he wanted to say something.

But the power bursting out from the spear was too fast.

Don't wait for his voice to come out.

The whole person's figure shattered into pieces, turned into powder, and completely disappeared from the world.

Grace got up from the ground in embarrassment, with a gloomy face as if dripping water. Before participating in this trial, he had expected that the situation would get out of control, but it shouldn't be this way.

And on the opposite side of Grace.

Brunhill has picked up his spear.

The long spear glowing with cold light was aimed at Grace, and two completely different radiances bloomed from her body.

A power that had been accumulated for a long time erupted from the Valkyrie like a mighty volcano, and the vitality like the rising sun caused the temperature of the entire holy mountain to rise.

There is no doubt that the current Brun Hill is a genuine fourth life level.

But why has it come to this time.

The rest of the angels have not yet appeared.

"Forget it, anyway, it's just a little guy who just stepped into this field."

Grace moved forward without fear, his muscles swelled, and the sharp feathers tore through the flesh, and a large piece of periosteum bloomed from the spine, covering the sky and the sun.

In just a few steps, Grace's size has swelled to 30 meters.

His body still maintains a human shape, but his head is like some kind of bird. The golden radiance is mixed with incomparably sharp aura, colliding with the power emanating from Brunhir like a sea wave.

……

"It seems that Grace is also in trouble."

Outside the holy mountain.

On a delicate mountain not far away, the fourth angel, Basa Quelman, was happily watching Grace deflated.

"However, after all, we still have to survive in an ark world in the future, so it's not good to tear our face completely. This farce must end as soon as possible."

Follow the previous plan.

It is to wait for a certain number of spiritual bone towers to be completed.

All archangels, including the ancient gods, can use the power of the spiritual bone tower to forcibly descend into the perceived world of Terraria.

By the time.

Even in the perception world, there are strong people like Youdu and Valkyrie.

Archangels and ancient gods can also have the power to suppress everything.

But unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

After Garen stepped into the fourth life level, he began to attack the holy mountain frantically. The Radiation Legion and the Atas Order participated in this war with all their strength.

Sacred Mountain is undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

If they don't take the time to make a move, all the preparations they have made over the years may be in vain.

"Although the Spirit Bone Tower failed to meet the requirements, there are a few of our archangels descending into the perception world, which is enough to deal with everything."

Basa Quellman restrained his smile and said confidently.

He took a step forward and was about to join the war with Grace to stabilize the situation.

But right now.

A slender figure in a white dress stood in front of him.

"It's you!"

The fourth angel looked at the girl's moving face. Although it was in a different form, the breath of life could never be disguised, so he could tell at a glance that the person was the willow tree who had lost his incarnation and lost face that day. .

"Hey, good, good." The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Grace's breathing became heavy all of a sudden.

Under the loose robe, tentacles were faintly wriggling and undulating, making greasy rubbing sounds.

"Since you still dare to appear in front of me, you must be ready to drown in the deep sea, right?"

"Just you?"

Without Su Heng, Liu Qingqing has a completely different face. The little girl has a very bad temper, "Just your little water is not enough for me to soak my feet."

"Then add me."

on top of the mountain.

Another voice came from the void.

The temperature of the air rose rapidly, and the originally vibrant mountain peaks also began to turn brown and dry.

Liu Qingqing frowned delicately and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a big red man floating in the void.

Its appearance is somewhat similar to that of Basa Quelman, with the same bald head, but with a different skin color, and there are two huge horns growing on the big man's head.

"Fire Angel, Sun Yao."

"Cut." Liu Qingqing curled her lips and put her hands on her chest, "Are you outnumbering others? Then you picked the wrong opponent."

"Is it possible that you still have help?"

Basa Quellman's complexion changed slightly, he looked around, and then his eyes widened.

In the void not far away, two other figures came out from under the harmonious light, the same dress, the same slender and slightly barren figure, the same cloud-like hair... Even the breath and the radiation emitted from the body were completely different. same.

"Get to know-"

Liu Qingqing opened her arms, emerald radiant light was burning like flames, and her long black hair was flying.

The ground rolled over, and there was a loud rumbling sound, as if something terrible was rolling and releasing its own power in the depths of the ground. Thick branches broke through the ground, and the sound of plant fibers tearing and growing was deafening. The sound of the leaves rubbing against each other is like the waves of the sea.

Within an extreme time, three huge willow trees with a height of more than 500 meters appeared around the water angel and the fire angel in an encircling manner.

And Liu Qingqing's figure also disappeared from the void.

Only its majestic voice like a queen still echoes in the wilderness, like a roaring thunder: "——The power of everything!"

===Chapter 332 Eternal Blazing Sun (First Subscription)===

"Even Quellman and Brother Riyao are trapped? This world is really not simple."

A huge crack appeared in the sky.

Two giant navy blue claws covered with dragon scales grasped the sides of the crack forcefully, their muscles burst out, and the crack was forcefully expanded to a range of more than ten miles amidst the roar of lightning.

The huge body of the fifth angel Queldos got out of the crack.

This angel looks like a giant dragon, with a winding body, three pairs of huge emerald wings growing on its back, and a whirlpool of air around its slender tail.

He is about 500 meters long, and he can be described as a miniature in the fourth life level, which can easily reach several kilometers. Ups and downs.

"what should we do?"

Queldos said distressedly, "If I insist on making a move, I will definitely run into trouble."

"However, if you don't make a move, after this matter is over, Master Eternal Lieyang will definitely not let me go easily."

Queldos had a dragon face, furrowed in a very humane way.

After half an hour.

He seemed to have thought of a good idea, and smiled happily, "It's better to go fishing and play a play."

Seven Archangels.

Not every angel is aggressive.

There are pacifists, too, but in an Infinity War-themed universe.

Peace is always just a luxury.

Queldos flapped his wings, and the air around him swirled, making a humming low noise, like some kind of powerful engine, all the clear and lush forests in the mountains fell down at once, and some ancient trees were even uprooted by this force rise.

He was about to move forward, throw water on the battlefield, pretend he was wounded, and then slip away.

but.

Before he took the initiative to participate in the battle, the opponent had already approached him.

The sky suddenly darkened.

A huge shadow above Queldos's head seemed to appear out of thin air, and the wings burning with dark red flames stretched out, covering everything.

hiss!

In the violent sound of breaking through the air.