Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 133 Rubbing on the ground

The Angel of Power walked staggeringly, like a toddler, suddenly accelerated his pace and rushed towards Lilith. After running a short distance, he staggered and fell to the ground.

The actual performance of the advent period is completely different.

The Angel of Power seemed a little confused, opening his neat white teeth and letting out an incomprehensible roar from his throat.

"I thought he was some kind of powerful character, but it turns out he's just a faggot!"

Lilith laughed disdainfully, and soon she couldn't laugh anymore. A fist bigger than her face instantly came in front of her, hitting her nose hard, and her body flew out uncontrollably.

A perfect parabola, like a home run hit by a baseball player.

Lilith flew dozens of meters away until her body rubbed against the ground, and her upside-down posture left a long ravine in the soil of the field.

"Incredible!"

She lay flat on her back, staring at the sky with her head dazed, and blood oozed from the tip of her nose. The power of darkness, which can be called an absolute defense, cannot completely reduce the impact damage. You can imagine how terrifying the power is.

"What a smart guy, don't let me see you again!"

Lilith retracted her thoughts and moved her eyes towards the opponent in front of her. As the distance got closer, I could faintly feel the vibrations on the ground.

Lilith easily dodged the punch from the Angel of Power and launched a slashing attack.

Lilith stood up in a strange posture. Some of the injuries on the bridge of her nose had already recovered. Her eyes did not pay attention to the slow and staggering Angel of Power.

"The black and white bear man, did you take the opportunity to escape?"

The battle breaks out again!

"Oops!"

The Angel of Power paused slightly in his walking steps, and then his dislocated and disintegrated body froze in mid-air. He regained consciousness between breaths and turned around slowly with stiff movements.

Without waiting for a reaction, the huge figure quickly approached.

"Strong strength, good defense, and excellent recovery..."

Lilith murmured to herself, summarizing the strange opponent in front of her: "But, it's too stupid! It's just a toy without any skills..."

She would not have expected that the current situation would happen. She was whipped again and flew dozens of meters into the air.

Lilith hit the ground hard like a cannonball, and then she felt a huge hand grabbing her face, turning it into a plowing tool, and was pressed to the ground and rubbed wildly.

"However, just to this extent, it still doesn't make any sense."

She slowly raised the blood-condensed long sword and hardened it again. In the blink of an eye, her figure appeared behind the Angel of Power, and non-stop slashes exploded on the silver-white burly body.

The Angel of Power caught up with the white-haired woman's flying body at a faster speed, and slammed her head with clasped hands.

However, no matter the injuries that penetrated the body, cut off limbs, or even cut off the waist or chopped off the head, it was of no use.

A set of ordinary punches that were continuous and fluent, just slightly grazing the side, seemed to have some incredible traction, causing Lilith's dodge movement to deform.

The body of the Power Angel rises and falls in the soft soil, just like an ordinary person swimming freely in the water. Taking the initiative for the first time, the corners of his mouth curved with excitement and joy, and he laughed wildly.

The bright red magic power is far higher than the quality of fighting spirit, and it can easily penetrate and cut.

The Angel of Power recovers faster and faster, his combat skills increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his walking steps no longer stagger.

"Get out of my way!"

The vampire earl waved his hand to cut off the huge hand holding his face, and took this opportunity to break free.

Although it's not like one careless move will lead to the whole game being lost, there is no doubt that he will be in a state of embarrassment and lose all dignity...

After suffering a loss, Lilith was too cautious in her actions.

The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while. Outside the battlefield at the end of the field of vision.

Apan sat on the ground, eating fruit while receiving Mi Jiaan's recovery technique, and the pain everywhere in his body gradually faded away.

It is also a recovery spell, but the effect used by Mi Jiaan is completely different from the effect used by ordinary healing mages.

For example, in the low-level fireball technique, some apprentices can only produce more than ten degrees of power, while some can produce dozens of degrees of power, nearly a hundred degrees.

The same spell will be cast differently by mages of different levels.

It may be the difference in the nature of mental power. A powerful spellcaster can mobilize more magic elements, and the effect will naturally be better.

Perhaps due to the influence of physical constitution, the bloodline constitution will automatically attract the magic elements of corresponding attributes to gather, and often only less mental power is needed to gather more power.

The recovery spell released by ordinary spellcasters can only cover part of the body's organs.

The recovery technique released by Mi Jiaan can wrap Apan's whole body, and the quality is higher.

As a result, a huge gap appears.

"Master, I feel better!"

Apan stood up and moved his body, shaking his invisible neck, jumping up and down and trying to do some warm-up exercises: "We should be able to play another round."

"Let's rest for a while first! Return to your peak condition before going back."

Seeing that Wulum was playing more and more smoothly, Mi Jiaan was not in a hurry to send Apan to play again.

"Oh!" Pandaren scratched his head.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour!

The fight between the Angel of Power and the Earl of Blood became more intense.

Lilith, who had suffered a loss once, no longer gave Wulum any chance and always kept a safe distance. The long sword condensed with blood kept attacking, trying to find the opponent's weakness.

heart? no!
The disc above your head? no!

I just tried it on my head. Is it going to damage the brain?

It failed again and again, including the blood web cutting and slashing attacks, which never worked.

Is it going to exhaust his power?

Lilith was in a irritable mood and once again swung her sword to cut off the arm of the Angel of Power, only to find that the effect was minimal.

"He's adapting!"

The Blood Countess guessed the truth and witnessed her opponent's huge progress. She no longer dared to look down upon the Angel of Power.

Monsters that take human form generally have intelligence and the ability to think. The potential and development ceiling are generally much higher than ordinary monsters with weird shapes.

Lilith tried to communicate and recruit, promising cadre-level treatment, but the Angel of Power remained indifferent and attacked even more violently.

"Try this move again. If it doesn't work, just retreat!"

Lilith raised her hands, and two strange bloody flames gathered on the inscription in front of her palms.

Blood is used as the casting material to summon immortal blood flames, which cannot be extinguished by physical means. Any living thing of flesh and blood, including plants, can hardly withstand the burning of blood flames.

A sure kill in a sense!

However, the Angels of Power are not ordinary flesh and blood beings. The burly figure stood quietly in the blood flames, his silver-white skin slightly changing color, then returning to its original state in an instant. Repeat this several times until the skin color no longer changes.

Blood Flame’s high temperature adaptation is completely completed!

(End of this chapter)