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Four hundred and sixty-one. Huge fireball

The brilliant light of the God of War enveloped the entire battlefield, and all the undead creatures echoed the same light. Everyone felt that their spiritual hun had grown a lot, and both spirit and strength had been greatly improved.

These upper undead creatures are the most powerful backbone of the entire second death world. Each one is an undead creature above the Lich King. If all these undead creatures can be eliminated, the second death world will definitely be severely damaged or even collapse directly.

On the other hand, although the number of the Holy Heavenly Kingdom is several times greater than that of the undead creatures, there are no outstanding figures except Shake who was instantly killed from the beginning and the body of the god, Rodmas. The configuration of the holy light body is also the more advanced the pyramid-like conventional configuration. Both individual strength and comprehensive quality are far behind that of the undead creatures.

Already already being pressed and beaten, under the gain of Gris's excitement and the glorious halo, the situation was even more inclined toward the undead. Balls of holy light were bombarded in the darkness. In a blink of an eye, two thousand holy light bodies were lost by one third, while only seven of the undead creatures were lost, and most of them were defeated by the advanced holy light bodies using the technique of dying together.

At this speed, all the guards can be cleared out in no time.

On the other hand, the battle between Samolson and Rodmas also entered a white heat. In the void, a light and a red shadow suddenly split and merged. Every time it intersected, it collided with violent energy collision. Before the previous impact had dissipated, the red shadow and light and shadow collided again. The light of the energy exchange burst continuously, reflecting the dark void.

Their battle is no longer something outsiders can do.

Gris opened his fire wings and grabbed two balls of flames with his hands, one was the fire of mourning and the other was the fire of destruction. The staff had long been put away by him. In the void where even air and elements did not exist, all elemental magic could not be used.

Picking a target closest to him, Gris rushed over, and the fire wings pushed his body, like a lightning bolt of fire, instantly crossing the distance between them.

The holy light body he selected was standing straight and horizontally towards the front of him, setting up a cross, and a pentapractice shield flashed from where his hands were intertwined.

Gris hit the shield firmly, and the fire of mourning in his left hand was sealed on the light shield. The light shield only lasted less than half a breath and then exploded.

A huge force suddenly burst out from the body of the Holy Light and rushed to Gris, trying to push Gris away or push himself away, to distance him from Gris.

But before he could distance himself from each other, Gris's right hand had already been printed on him, and the fire of destruction penetrated into his body.

The light-like body of the holy light body cracked into seventeen or eighteen pieces, and the terrifying purple water flame burst out from his body, and in an instant, burned his whole body into nothingness.

All the undead spirits who saw this scene were shocked. This was the first time they saw Gris taking action personally. Everyone was not convinced by this sudden extra immortal king. With Gris' weak spiritual hen, he was inferior to the great sage. Why should he command them?

It was not until Rodmas appeared that Gris fought with the other party before everyone could react, and Rodmas, who was famous, suffered a loss, that these people truly put away their contempt for Gris.

Now, seeing Gris cleanly destroy a holy light body, all the undead creatures have increased their morale. No intelligent creature is willing to be led by a weak creature. When Gris shows his corresponding strength, everyone is even less resistant to his leadership.

After the holy light in front of him completely turned into nothingness under the burning of the fire of destruction, Gris raised his head and looked towards the direction of the Aurora Bridge.

In the void, countless broken thoughts were quietly gathering into undetectable energy beams, throwing them into the center of the vortex one after another.

As the Great Sage showed him, the destruction of the Holy Light Bodies are all passing through the bridge of the aurora and returning to the embrace of the Lord God.

As long as they keep their thoughts, they will be resurrected again in the arms of the Lord God.

This may be the real reason why the 100,000 Legions of Holy Light can fight against hundreds of millions of undead legions, but the number has never decreased?

Gris's thought returned to the broken position of the holy light body in front of him. He sensed it carefully, but did not find any residue of the holy light body that he killed. I don't know whether it was directly extinguished by his fire of destruction, or because the residual thought of the single holy light body was too weak to be sensed at all.

If the fire of destruction can completely eliminate these holy light bodies and even the thoughts are erased, then just use the fire of destruction.

Gris' hands grabbed them again, and this time, two hot fires of destruction appeared in his palm.

The more powerful the battle in the void, the more advantageous it is. Here, many skills cannot be used, especially those who are good at Gris, who always feel a little bit bound. Fortunately, his opponents are not particularly powerful.

The extremely high speed dragged his body out of a long tail flame, like a meteor passing through the battlefield. Every pause must be a collision with a holy light body. The purple flame flashed by, and the holy light turned into nothingness.

The holy light body locked by him could hardly hold him up for a turn. Even if some advanced holy light bodies were faster than him, they could only dodge far away, otherwise they would not be able to stop his attack at all.

When the Eye of True Vision survived Gris, the whole world would no longer have any obstacles in his eyes.

With the concerted efforts of all the undead creatures, the two thousand holy light bodies were quickly cleaned up, leaving only Rodmas and the Blood Demon clone still fighting there, and it was impossible to decide the winner for a while. However, both the breath of the Blood Demon and the light on Rodmas' body were much more subtle than before.

At this moment, a small red dot appeared in the distance of endless nothingness, and the red dot became brighter and brighter, as if something was approaching at high speed.

When the small red dot approached to the size of a finger, everyone also noticed the red dot and looked in that direction.

When they finally saw the little red dot clearly, the same spiritual hun was shocked and swept towards the direction where Gris was in shock.

The little red dot turned out to be a huge ball composed of lava and fire source, with a diameter of more than fifty kilometers. On the sphere, a huge flaming phoenix and countless fire element creatures flew around the fireball at high speed, constantly providing forward thrust, pushing the fireball to fly in this direction at a faster and higher speed.
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