God after all

Chapter 72 - The Unknown Terror

Youfeng's pupils widened, and a shock of astonishment froze in the depths of his eyes, and an unbelievable scene appeared in his magnificent eyes:
The ominous wind blows from the pillar formed by the condensed light red radiance, swirls and dances in all directions, icy cold, evil, strange and strange, tearing the air and sweeping in all directions.

What people see with their eyes is the real wind blade sweeping forward, erupting through three towering beams of light, the spreading cutting surface forms a smooth circular curve, and the scope of the circle expands, advancing along the sky.

Knife-cut cracks were left in the surfaces of countless buildings wherever it went.

What followed was that the circle formed by the wind blades produced a curve change, lowered the height, and flocked to the crowd gathering place with a clear purpose.

"Run!!!"

This hysterical cry shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods. The fear revealed in it made the listeners shudder, and it roared out in the crowd.

The silence of the city was completely shattered, and there was an endless clamor organized by the panic of human beings.

The densely packed figures covering the ground backed away in panic, no one wanted to escape from the encirclement of the wind blades, everyone was performing a "run" body movement, and mixed into a large mess of ants.

Crowded, trampled... against the clock.

There were screams of fear one after another.

Death is so cruel and merciless, cutting the fleeing and shaking portraits without mercy.

Head, arms, feet... a part of the human body was separated in the wind blade killing.

The color of blood filled the air, staining the appalling earth red.

Youfeng felt suffocated and trembling as he watched the inhumane death.

He approached the window in a daze, walked to the center of the bedroom, and saw the approaching wind blade cut the transparent glass of the floor-to-ceiling window into pieces, and he seemed to be frozen without any movement.

The wind blade swept across Xin Chang's figure, destroyed the indoor furniture, left deep marks on the wall, and then silently attacked the other side.

Not a single drop of blood was on the floor.

You Feng stood unharmed, like a stiff sculpture, with a faint lavender light shining all over his body.

The patterns emerging from the eyes revealed that he used the "Runic Cross Star" for protection.

Seemingly defenseless, in fact, he just used these spells calmly.

The scene of being fearless and fearless happened at this moment. Youfeng stepped out quickly with both feet, and jumped out of the window without hesitation.

With a height of more than [-] floors, his jump would undoubtedly kill an ordinary person.

Although the footsteps were empty, the body did not feel the weightless falling feeling, and a pair of purple angel wings spread out from the back.

This is another supernatural flying technique of the rune cross starburst, and every holy spirit knight has this ability.

The two wings drive the body to glide in the air, and fly to the ground below which is as dense as swarms of ants.

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In a distant place, the dark eyes of the figure were unfathomable, absorbing the light of day like a bottomless pit, and even the blowing wind blade could not cast any image in the pupils.

Leng Ji's outstretched hand was facing the parallel sliding silver line, the purple barrier exploded in his palm, and the rolling light curtain surged to cover the surrounding area, gradually expanding its area and engulfing the floating light particles.

At this moment, the momentum of the wind blade's violent advance was strongly blocked, and only the airflow from the explosion indicated its tenacious resistance.

Encountered by the purple awns parry, the air flow of the wind blows wildly, forming beautiful arcs in strands of strands in the sky.

The windbreaker jacket flapped and trembled in the wind, and the black hair of the handsome young man fluttered in a mess.

The expression on his face was expressionless and indifferent, without blinking his eyes, maintaining a motionless standing posture in front of the terrifying wind blade.

The starlight of the rune cross swept across the sky, forcibly suppressing the wind of death that took the lives of innocent people.

In the distant direction of the Beijing-Kowloon District, the emerging brilliance attracted a gaze that made the air tremble.

Leng Ji knew that it was the protective shield released by his companions, so it could be seen that what happened there was no different from his here.

The same is true for Jingyuan and Fenggu, stepping into the sign of the rune cross starlight against the wind blade.

The colorless airflow that was flying around in a mess began to stop, the suspended silver wire was suppressed by the barrier, and the curved arc dissipated.

It was as if the invisible hand of a demon drew a circle with thin lines on the ground, besieged ruthlessly in all directions, and killed all living things in the circle.

However, the rune cross starlight prevented the large-scale spread of the circle, and the spread of the circle was partially stopped, and the shape of the silver line disappeared without a trace.

Leng Ji withdrew his hand, turned and left without him having anything to do, walking calmly as usual.

The road under our feet leads to the direction of going home. The deep alley we pass through is still deserted and lonely. It seems to be an ancient barren land forgotten by the world. old breath.

"You are very rational, and you don't even take a look."

A dazzling existence appeared in front of the road, with his back leaning against a wall of the house, his hands crossed over his chest, his left foot resting lazily on his right calf, and his curly and elegant long golden hair scattered all over his body.

He was Michael, with his handsome face slightly lowered, without looking up at the passing youth.

This young silent man possessed an unforgettable beauty. The indifference on his face matched his icy temperament very well. His squinting eyes were as dark as a dark night.

"You didn't destroy the magic circle."

Throwing out this sentence without reproach, the tone is cold and emotionless; but the aura without anger and arrogance brings an invisible sense of oppression, which is enough to make the listener have to face it squarely.

"Are you mistaken? I never said that I would destroy the magic circle."

The dark figure reflected in the golden pupil did not stop, and Michael's smile deepened when he saw it.

"That is the magic circle prepared by the dark nobles for you. What are you going to do?"

The answer was obvious, Leng Ji did not respond.

Michael did not follow, his eyes moved to the ground under his feet, and the narrow smile hidden in his eyes was unpredictable.

"The dark aristocrats have ambushed and waited for you, do you still want to come forward?"

Staring at the black figure walking indifferently, he realized in a trance that this independent descendant of the ancestor of the gods was so lonely, and the quietness made people feel sad and sad.

"Where is my end? It may be every moment of battle; even if I die, I will still go."

The words uttered through the cold mouth surprised him.

The words contained an inescapable sad fate, but they were stated in a calm voice, as if nothing had happened.

His awareness of death made Michael a little unimaginable, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

"Would you still go there if you knew where you were going to die?"

The muttering Lord of Light and King of the Heavenly Army raised his head, quietly staring at Leng Ji who was walking away, and for some reason there was a sad and lonely expression that no one could understand.

I don't know when, the factor of brilliance disappeared, and the sky returned to darkness.

The killing circle spread out by the wind blade narrowed down, followed by the flashing rune cross star in the distance.

The rain fell from the sky endlessly, flowing silently.

Silence is like a heavy shackle, binding the extremely lonely city.

Four regions: Beijing-Kowloon, Jingyuan, Fenggu, and Forgotten City. The pillars of light towering over the piercing sky, what kind of destructive storm will it bring again?This is a horror unknown to the world.

The black shadows of several armed helicopters show the circling trajectory of flying birds in the sky. They are wandering around the source of terror, spying on unknown mysterious forces.

(End of this chapter)