Chapter 155
"Almost, I'm tired of playing......"
Sixteen Night's purple eyes were slightly squinted, feeling the ominous black light like a sky-devouring beast that wanted to devour itself, and there was no expression representing emotion on his face, and his voice was extremely flat and whispered.
Azriel, who was suspended in the void above, was able to relax her pretty face that had been nervous after confirming that Sixteen Nights' figure was completely swallowed up by the black light.
"It's time to end now...... Mr. Monster?"
The Tianyi girl of the first instance yawned, and the clothes on her body supported her full breasts, and with the action of stretching her waist, her fiery figure was full of a sense of color and gas with the special clothes.
Bang!!!
Immediately afterwards, a black bright light suddenly flashed on the ground, spreading towards the four "two, three, three" weeks like radiation.
A thunderous roar spread throughout the battlefield - everything that was swallowed up by the bright light turned into soot and disappeared into the air......
Looking at the explosive red light that slowly rose through the sky, the hearts of all the Celestial Wing Species except for Gypril were like a boulder pressed on their hearts finally let go, and they relaxed their bodies and exhaled slightly as if they were liberated.
"Huh?!"
As soon as they relaxed, they immediately tensed up again.
The next moment –
"Drink !!!"
A hoarse roar suddenly echoed in the sky.
Just the sound wave made everyone present cover their ears tightly, and their faces showed extremely painful expressions, and those Tianyi Species, who had lost all their strength and retreated into the posture of young girls, even collapsed directly to the ground and immediately fainted.
"Open... Are you kidding... This... Are they all dead?"
Azriel waited for her eyes, staring directly at the heat that was being set off in front of her in shock.
I saw that in the scorching heat, a very small figure gradually became clear, and the power that erupted from that figure made everyone feel not only shocked, but also felt a feeling that they had never felt before...... Despair.
"Ahhh......h The clothes are broken again...... What a loss. "
Sixteen Nights, who stepped out of the heat wave of the explosion, lowered his head slightly, and in the bright purple pupils, he reflected the clothes that had been swept away and tattered, and there were some scorched places, and he was very dissatisfied and muttered to himself.
"Oh, yes. "
As if remembering something, Sixteen Nights searched in his mind, and the dissatisfaction on his face disappeared, revealing a faint smile.
I saw him casually thinking about something, and the clothes that were originally unsightly were instantly wrapped in a white light, and then, combined with each other, they recovered their original form.
"Hmm, it feels a little different, forget it...... Wait until Lil helps me recover completely. "
It was only sixteen nights to restore his clothes, which was the magic he obtained from the other party after signing a contract with Gibril...... Moreover, it is not only this kind of magic, as long as it is the magic of the Jibril Society, the special abilities it holds, all of them can be used completely in the sixteen nights.
The only difference is that the Jebril uses the 'spirits' extracted from the surroundings as energy, while the Sixteen Nights uses its own characteristics to generate 'quantity' from the surrounding nothing.
The nature of the two is different, and the use of power is naturally not at the same level......
"Impossible!"
Azriel looked at the sixteenth night that had come out of the 'Heavenly Strike' that gathered the power of the thirty Heavenly Wings with a look of disbelief, and was so surprised that she couldn't say anything other than this sentence, and was able to take such a blow head-on unscathed, was this what the hell was meowing to her?
"Hmph...... I'm really sorry to let your sophisticated plan come to naught~~" Sixteen Nights shrugged his shoulders, with a smug expression on his face, and said, "Although the power of the Dao just now is good, if you want to cause damage to my body, it's still far away......"
Azriel was speechless, what kind of physique was this, and even the 'Heavenly Strike' that gathered all the strength of the Thirty Heavenly Wing Species was ineffective against it.
If an ordinary 'monkey' dared to say that to her, he would definitely kill the guy who dared to talk nonsense.
However, the fact that the attack was ineffective was now in front of their eyes, and they had to believe it.
"Eh, eh?!WW, that's not ?!!"
One of them, the Celestial Wings, shouted with a panicked face.......
This sentence made all the Tianyi species present reflexively raise their heads and look down as if their bodies were separated from their consciousness.
“...... What, what's wrong? You ......."
The alarm of all the staff made the sluggish Azriel finally return to the real world.
———— suddenly, an extremely familiar aura hit him......
Clanging - a sound outside the auditory range, causing the space to vibrate violently.
The earth shook violently, and the space continued to distort.
And the space that gradually distorted and deformed began to gather in the hands of Sixteen Nights in a frenzy.
"W-What the hell?!, isn't that a heavenly strike?!!!
Looking at what was gradually taking shape in Sixteen Nights' hands, Azriel's mouth opened wide in amazement, and her voice stammered.
"No, that's not right, it's definitely not an elf!!
Azriel's pupils shrank suddenly, and she immediately noticed the difference.
What frantically gathered in the young man's hands was not the 'elf' they were familiar with, but an energy that they had never felt before, similar to the 'elf', but far more powerful than the 'elf'......
"No, no. It's not that that's the surprise right now, why can you use the Heavenly Strike?"
Faced with the shock of 0.4 Azriel, Sixteen Nights smiled slightly.
"That's right~~ This is the 'Heavenly Strike' you are familiar with!"
Then—in the hands of the Sixteen Nights, the extracted energy was compressed, squeezed, condensed, condensed, and finally glowed.
In everyone's eyes, this scene was clearly reflected - in the right hand of the sixteenth night, a whirlpool of light gradually took shape.
The shape was not fixed at all, but Sixteen Nights still held on to 'it' with ease.
"Have a good experience of your own ......"
As if in denial, Sixteen Nights shook his head.
"It's... It's the real 'Heavenly Strike'!"
ps: I haven't been in a good state all day, and this chapter has been written for two hours inexplicably, alas... That's it for today, hopefully tomorrow I can recover....._
Fei Lu reminds you: three things to read - collect and push