The cat man's ears are very sensitive and can distinguish their different voices from very chaotic sounds. This is why the commander-level cat man can command the Cat man's army through the modified throat. With a command, the cat man's soldiers can quickly make instructions, while humans need to convey the order step by step, so that they lose the lead on the battlefield. This special ability of the cat man's clan to pass on messages was once a capability that many human warriors dreamed of.

But it is fair to heaven. The Catman clan has obvious weaknesses with such talent. As long as a harsh sound wave that exceeds the catman's ability to withstand it can perfectly break this seemingly invincible commanding ability. This is a terrible place in the battlefield where you die in one breath, which is enough to be fatal.

Rit did not notice in the sky that his originally ordinary magic trick would cause an unbearable harsh sound from the Catman clan because of his collision with the Ares priest, which directly caused the Catman clan's combat power to drop to near zero.

"One... doesn't seem enough..."

Rit smiled in the sky, and his hands were one at a distance. Magic emerged, and two mini tornados slowly emerged from his palms again.

"Go." Rit waved his hands and two mini tornadoes fell down immediately, and quickly turned into two huge and terrifying super-large tornadoes, rushing towards the Ares sacrificial realm together.

"Buzz~"

At this time, the field of the Ares sacrificial sacrificial suddenly burst out with a light green light, and green rope locks quickly gushed out from it. Countless green rope locks with thick arms quickly and violently surrounded three super-large tornadoes, and attempted to penetrate the tornado to destroy its wind flow.

"Oh? If you fight back, then the guy who can emit that blue light should probably take action." Ritt's insurance increased a little longer, and used the wind element to create a wind shield and hid in the clouds, then released his mental power to perceive it around, in case.

"What is that guy Dot doing? Why haven't you come yet?"

Rit, who wanted to rush down violently, was afraid of being hit by the blue light. Now Rit could only wait for Daot to come. As a defensive holy magician of the earth-class defensive type, Daot should have the ability to resist the blue light, at least he could resist it than himself.

Lite, who was thinking about it, looked down at the bottom. With the help of the wind element, he could see clearly below from thousands of meters above the altitude, and naturally saw the counterattack in the Ares sacrificial field. The light green rope locks seemed useless, but Lite could sense that his three super-large tornadoes were slowly decomposed under these inconspicuous light green rope locks!

"It's harder than I imagined..." Rit reached out and held the golden glasses on the bridge of his nose. His magic power surged again. Then he suddenly closed his hands and quickly pulled them apart. A wind line that felt ordinary appeared between his palms. The hands on both sides held each of them with force. From the outside, it looked like Rit was holding an iron rod in both hands.

"Level 6 magic, [Fallen Heaven]!"

He broke the "iron stick" in his hand with force, and suddenly a fierce dark blue light burst out from it. Under the control of Lite, this light rushed towards the realm of the Ares priest, just like thunder falling from the sky, breaking through the clouds and wind, falling down in a vast way. Even the leisurely Daote could feel the horror of this attack, not to mention the Ares priest who was trying hard to defend below.

“Oh…”

"boom--"

The violent explosion was like the feeling of a head-on encounter with a hammer hitting the iron block. No one could do anything to anyone. After Rit's magic attack, it lost its support and dissipated, leaving only a large mass of thick smoke produced by the explosion. The original three super-large tornadoes were forced to dissipate under the attack just now, and the scene seemed a little calm.

"It's very hard... I'm worthy of being a defensive magician." Rit couldn't help but muttered in the sky, then his eyes turned and his mouth ripped and laughed again, "Then let's take another blow, this time I'll take the seventh level!"

"Huh~"

The wind in the desert blew by, and the rich smoke was blown away, revealing the area under the original smoke.

"Huh? What is that?" The magic of the body stopped in surprise. Rit looked at the Ares priest's field below with confusion. There was an extra layer of light blue light curtain on the other party's light green field. What is this?

"I actually want me to take action, really."
Chapter completed!