Chapter 395 Misfortune Follows Everywhere
Chapter 395 Misfortune Follows Everywhere
Chapter 395 Misfortune Follows Everywhere
He Guang put away his longbow indifferently.
The situation where the light arrow killed the demon servants was also seen by the original sin hunters and civilians below.
Some civilians opened their mouths wide, cheered and shouted holy.
And the original sin hunters looked at the four-winged angel exuding divine light in the sky, and couldn't help marveling at the opponent's strength, and expressed all kinds of compliments.
"Is this the real angel? This power is the same as the rumors!"
It was also the first time for many original sin hunters to see a real angel, looking at He Guang's two pairs of wide wings that kept flapping with admiration and curiosity.
And when their eyes converged on the white gold-rimmed longbow in his hand, they couldn't help talking:
"Is that the sacred artifact? The sacred artifact of the heavens?"
In the preaching of the Templars, the original sin weapon is essentially manufactured by imitating the "holy weapon" owned by the angels.
But their curiosity was interrupted by the leader of the Sin Hunters—
"What are you still doing? Hurry up and work!? Put out the fire!"
"Yes! Captain!"
"Humble old humans."
At He Guang's level, he could clearly hear conversations several hundred meters below.
After confirming that there were no more demons, he flapped his wings again, turning into a golden meteor and returning the same way.
But
At this moment, he felt a deep chill.
Several ferocious eyes were staring at him.
He Guang felt the malice contained in his gaze, without any hesitation, his figure stopped suddenly, and the holy bow Meslor appeared in his hand again, and a circle of golden light gathered around him, A translucent golden mantle is formed.
"Heavenly Guardian!"
The moment he stopped, several blood-colored shadows attacked him at the same time.
Snapped!
The chill suddenly gathered, and the strong magic power of the blood banquet wrapped several tentacles, and slapped the golden cover heavily.
hum! ! !
The tentacles were shaken away, and the golden cover shook slightly, with crack-like lines appearing on it.
"The Feather of Heaven!"
The moment He Guang calmly read the name of the skill, the golden cover vibrated again, and in the next moment it exploded into countless golden feathers, shooting in all directions.
chi chi-
"Squeeze!!!"
Accompanied by a few piercing sounds and a hiss, He Guang's eyes locked on the target.
It was a scarecrow-like demon, with a pair of tattered membranous wings with a skeleton similar to straw constantly flapping on its back, rich, bloody dark red magic power was condensed all over its body, and dozens of holy powers gathered to form the celestial branch. Feather was stabbing at the opponent's body, and the holy power was constantly purifying its body.
The blood-red evil magic power was continuously dispelled.
"What kind of demon is this? It wasn't mentioned in the materials I bought before."
He Guang was a little puzzled, but the next moment, he saw the weird demon hiss, and the rich blood-colored magic power surged up, crushing all the feathers of the heavens.
Almost at the same time that the Feather of Heaven was crushed, the wound fully recovered.
"The level should be less than level 25, at least 4 levels lower than mine, and the defense ability is very weak, but this recovery ability is very tricky, and it needs to be killed with a powerful move."
He Guang, who had experienced many battles, quickly figured out how to deal with it.
He didn't hesitate to find a way to deal with it. The Celestial Guardian opened again, his wings flapped, and his body flew upwards while the holy power surged.
At the same time that the golden cover was formed, he bent the bow and set the arrow in one go. The size of the whole bow became several times larger, and the more concentrated holy power also gathered in his hand into a golden arrow ten times the size of a normal arrow. arrows.
Build up!
During the process of accumulating powerful skills, pale golden fluctuations continued to spread outward, full of momentum.
The blood feast scarecrow screamed and opened its mouth, the upper half of the head and the chin showed a nearly 180-degree opening——
buzz-
The magic power of the blood feast gushed out from its body, gathered into a beam of light, and shot towards He Guang.
"what!?"
He Guang was slightly startled by the energy spurt that didn't need to be charged at all, but this kind of power, as long as he didn't hit him head-on, was not enough to destroy his celestial guardian.
He Guang flapped his wings and moved a little distance, while circles of golden light shone on the four wings, and the golden cover became thicker in an instant.
woohoo-
The bloody beam of light grazed the golden cover surrounding He Guang's body, and wiped off the small piece of cover on the edge.
And at this moment, his skill charge has been completed.
Let go of your fingers, and with several ripples, a thick, golden arrow flew out from the bowstring. When it passed through the hood formed by the guardian of the heavens, it swept away part of the holy power, which improved the strength even more. Part of the power.
The arrows that surpassed the speed of sound caused countless ring-shaped golden air explosions in the air, hitting the Scarecrow of the Blood Feast.
From top to bottom, the blood-feast scarecrow was penetrated from the middle of the body. The whole body was like a bursting balloon, purified by the holy power, and turned into dust in the air.
And the arrow that pierced through the Scarecrow of the Blood Feast hit the ground.
boom! ! !
The golden light spread out, forming a spherical area nearly [-] meters wide, and the ground was blasted with huge holes tens of meters deep.
Seeing the scene where the holy power exploded, He Guang was a little puzzled.
Although he expected that the opponent's defense was weak, but it was so weak—originally, he expected that the remaining power of the holy arrow would be at most half of what it is now.
The defense power is only at the level of lv15+.
But it doesn't matter, it's all gone.
Glancing left and right, Hull was about to withdraw his bow and leave, but what happened next made his eyes widen.
Nearly a hundred strange demons in the same form as the weird scarecrow demon just now gathered around him at some point, completely occupying the sky for several kilometers nearby.
The scarecrows screamed, and a pair of huge, blood-condensed wings flapped behind them, and the blood film on the dry straw-like skeleton continued to flow like liquid.
A frightening sharp sound enveloped the entire sky.
"How come there are so many?"
Hull held the holy bow Meslor tightly with a solemn expression, and the four wings behind him were constantly shining with golden light, thickening the protective cover of the heavens layer by layer.
"Could it be that a large gate of hell appeared nearby?"
The appearance of a large gate of hell means the appearance of high-level demons, and only in this situation will there be nearly a hundred mid-level demons coming to the human world.
At this moment, the scarecrows covering the sky opened their mouths at the same time, and nearly a hundred blood-colored beams pierced the air and shot towards He Guang's body.
Facing such an attack, how could He Guang dare to take it head-on, and used his life-saving trump card without any hesitation——
Flashing Feather!
A golden, holy feather shattered in front of his body, accompanied by a wave of space fluctuation, his body instantly disappeared from the original place, flickering several kilometers away.
And the moment he appeared, a strange, raving, crow-like singing sounded in his ears.
In the dark night, a black figure with no face was standing in front of him, and a black, crow-like bird was standing on the opponent's shoulder.
"how come!?"
He Guang thought in disbelief, how could the shimmering feathers at random places be booked in advance?
But before his mind continued to function, an unimaginable pain caused He Guang to completely lose consciousness.
"Random location? It is true that the selection of the target location is random, but the spatial fluctuation is regular, not to mention"
The black shadow, that is, Yate's Gao Yeya clone, walked in front of He Guang.
"You have bad luck in you."
With bad luck on his body, he can feel it no matter where he runs.
With a slight movement of his fingers, the bad luck wrapped around He Guang's body brought two things away from He Guang's body.
The first one is a dark gold ring - the function of the ring is to reduce a certain amount of luck in other dungeons and increase luck in the dungeon world with angels.
In Yate's eyes, this thing is a mass of misfortune and a mass of luck thread entangled inside.
The second is a lock of golden hair.
"It's really hidden to fix the player's emblem on the hair."
Yate spread his hands, a faint, unique power different from the holy power was acting on the golden hair, trying to send out a message.
However, those threads of doom tightly bound it, preventing it from sending out any messages.
With a slight movement of the finger, the thread of doom penetrated into the player's emblem on the hair:
"System, it's time to work."
Art said with a smile.
Although he can rely on the profession of agent to make some operations, compared with the system, he still has many shortcomings.
It's like the difference between a rookie hacker and an experienced hacker.
And this rookie hacker only has one ordinary host computer to use, while the experienced hacker has thousands of supercomputers as calculation tools.
It's okay for him to do some small things by himself, but he still has to leave it to the system to do things with the player's emblem.
The moment he spoke, Yate could feel a unique and powerful thread of doom seeping into the player's emblem and operating it.
Soon, the emblem that was trying to struggle stopped moving and calmed down.
The thread of doom that seeped into Hull's player's emblem stopped moving and turned into an ordinary thread of doom.
Watching all this, Art narrowed his eyes slightly.
As expected, the distance is not a problem at all for the rule level.
As long as the crow servant can touch it, it is the place the system can touch.
This is obvious—after all, being able to remotely cast spells through crows is itself achieved with the support of the system.
Randomly, Art used the agent's professional skill to check what happened to Hull's player emblem.
In the records, there is no change, nor any strange place.
No one was attacked.
And there is a loophole in the monitoring function in the player emblem.
Nothing related to Art and crow will be recorded.
Moreover, this mechanism will only be activated when encountering Yate.
Afterwards, Art looked at Hull
Under the effect of the crow song, the other party's body is undergoing changes—transformation into the night crow.
Thank you "Guild Master Ning" for the reward, my first master of this book! _(:з」∠)_
(End of this chapter)
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