Chapter 516

Nage Li Si and the others on the ground were concentrating on watching the battle. When Ang's light wings sprayed, pushing Ang to rush toward Alan Alan Bulu, Nage Li Si shouted subconsciously: "Moth!"

Ku Ba Da, the mural of the Purple Skeleton Titan is not an abstract style at all, but a realistic style. The huge flame flow of the light wing spray is exactly a pair of huge wings.

A long time ago, Nage Li Si was puzzled by the battle posture of the six-winged archangel, because six wings are simply unreasonable in biology and aerodynamics. How do six wings fly? Aren't they afraid of getting tangled together?

Even if they don't get tangled together, it's unreasonable. Do the wings flap synchronously, or asynchronously one in front and one behind? If they flap synchronously, with the volume of the wings, they can't be put down at all and can only be stacked together.

If they flap asynchronously, the airflow will be chaotic, and it won't have an acceleration effect, but will slow down instead.

Nage Li Si even saw a twelve-winged archangel in some knight novels. Is that still an angel? Isn't it a person hanging on a dozen flying wings?

Until he discovered that six-winged angels only have one pair of true wings, and the rest are light wings. This was instantly reasonable: "Even if the Gods of Light are brain-dead, they can't design a useless holy spirit whose six wings will get tangled together."

However, even if four pairs are light wings, it didn't solve his other doubt: what is the use of light wings? Flapping? The effect of light wing flapping is not good, and the consumption to maintain them is very large. Is it just for looks?

Don't say, there really is such a possibility, because of the spread of faith, looking good is the most important. If it's rustic, who would believe in your light?

However, now, Nage Li Si knows that light wings are not used for flapping, but for "spraying." In fact, the little angel had sprayed before, but it wasn't as intuitive as Ang is now. At this moment, Ang is exactly that "big moth" painted by the Purple Skeleton Titan.

After pouncing for a while, Ang tilted back, as if he had been impacted by a soul, and then he raised his finger.

"Can the mental oscillator also amplify soul impact?" Nage Li Si was surprised.

Obviously, it can. Alan Alan Bulu sat down on the ground with a thud, but soon recovered, but his face was already full of shock. Besides the Emperor, is there anyone in this world whose soul impact can hurt him?

With this distraction, Ang had already pounced in front of him. The Holy Light Scythe swung over. That's not all; Ang also used the Holy Light Scythe as a magic staff. Wherever it passed, Holy Light Missiles condensed and pounced on the target locked by his gaze.

This ability to do two things at once demonstrated his terrifying control.

Alan Alan Bulu stepped on the hearse under his feet, and a huge shield flipped up, blocking in front of him like a door panel.

Clang! Ang's Holy Light Scythe slashed on the shield, and the Holy Light Missiles all bombarded it.

While Alan Alan Bulu stepped on the shield, he had already retreated, crashing into the hearse carriage.

From Nage Li Si's angle, he could see a puff of smoke darting out from the bottom of the hearse, skimming at high speed toward an oblique angle that Ang couldn't see.

Want to run? A flash of light on the ground, Flash Feiti crashed into the smoke, but immediately passed through the smoke. Flash Feiti was stunned: "It's not him!"

Just then, a strong spatial fluctuation erupted in the hearse.

Flash Feiti immediately pounced and slammed a punch on the hearse. With a loud bang, the hearse erupted with a strong counter-shock, bouncing Flash Feiti away a bit, and the hearse itself also dented a fist mark.

"The hearse has defense. One punch or two punches can't break it. Hurry up, don't let him run," Nage Li Si shouted anxiously.

If this Lich runs away, they will have to run away immediately, otherwise, they will face the siege of the entire Undead Empire, and don't even think about using the reincarnation altar.

Ang's Holy Light Missiles bombarded the hearse continuously, turning it from black to red, but it was too late. In the hearse, spatial fluctuations exploded, and the teleportation started.

"Damn it, he ran away. These old Liches are really slippery; their posture for running is first-class," Nage Li Si couldn't help but scold.

Old Liches and old undead are all slippery because they have lived too long. No one knows how many pieces of equipment they have, how many skills they have learned, and what inexplicable abilities they have mastered.

So Anthony's arrangement was cautious, cautious, and more cautious. Ang and the little angel were responsible for attracting attention, and Flash Feiti was responsible for a sneak attack, trying to succeed in one blow.

Who would have thought that Flash Feiti would fail? There was no other way but for Ang to go up, but he still let him slip away.

Slip? The big cat turned out slowly, with its big mouth open: Ah ah ah ah ah ah—

Flash Feiti spent five punches to forcibly blow up the chassis of the hearse, but before that, Ang had already used Holy Light Missiles to forcibly blow open the door of the hearse and carried the stunned Alan Alan Bulu out.

"Why? Why did the teleportation fail? What did you do?" Alan Alan Bulu shouted in astonishment.

No one answered him, so he shouted again: "Oh, blowing wind spirit—"

Just as the elements gathered, Ang flicked his hand, and one after another, continuous second-level dispelling magic erupted on him, twenty per second, forcibly dispelling all the elements without a drop left.

"I Ku Ni Ba Da," Alan Alan Bulu was shocked and angry. Elements were actually dispelled by such low-level dispelling magic? How did he do it? With a belly full of doubts, Alan Alan Bulu wanted to turn around and punch Ang in the face.

Ang flicked, left flick, right flick, a burst of flicking, and then threw it to Flash Feiti who climbed up.

The Lord of Mourning carried him, so don't even think about breaking free.

Alan Alan Bulu gave up resistance, but couldn't help asking: "Flash Flash Feiti?"

Flash Feiti was stunned. Can he be recognized even when wrapped like this?

Flash Feiti is now wrapped tightly in a holy shroud, only his head is not wrapped, but he is wearing a hood and cloak, and it is impossible to tell that he is a Lord of Mourning.

Seeing that Flash Feiti didn't speak, Alan Alan Bulu turned his gaze to Ang: "You are not a holy spirit. What are you?"

Ang reached into his heart and sucked, and the Godhead of War and Peace was taken out by him. After familiarizing himself with it for this period, Ang had already fully mastered the method of using the Godhead of War and could take it out without cutting his flesh.

"Godhead? You are a god? There are still gods in this day and age? Let me see," Alan Alan Bulu stretched his neck.

bidige.

Even this kind of request? Ang showed the Godhead.

Alan Alan Bulu looked carefully for a few times and nodded, indicating that he had finished watching.

At this time, Flash Feiti had already landed on the ground with him, and everyone surrounded him. Anthony asked: "Did you see anything?"

Alan Alan Bulu nodded: "I see. You are the Church of Light from the God Realm. Unexpectedly, the Emperor's home was raided by you, and you even captured Flash Flash Feiti and turned him into your running dog. Hmph, I will not surrender. Kill me."

PS: I went for a checkup because of back pain. Although no major problems were found, there are still minor problems. I will be hospitalized for a minor surgery tomorrow. It may take three days. I guess I won't be able to update.