The Missionary of the Second Dimension

"Understood, it's really troublesome. If it's not that you can't release your real name, this kind of guy can do it with just one click...!"

Mirtha sat on Tarasque's back, and the scepter in her hand unleashed one defensive spell after another.

Because of Zhai Nan's order, she could only seal off her treasure first, but as time went by, her mood became worse and worse.

Nothing else, just because she is a saint.

And at the first time, he felt that the corpse gray dragon was already a walking dead, a big man without his own thoughts.

Apart from destroying and killing | killing, there is no other idea.

This kind of evil undead creature is the same as those berserkers, making Mirta hate them very much.

After breaking the corpse gray dragon's arm again, but only got a more violent roar, Martha's anger value was about to reach the maximum value.

If it weren't for the corpse gray dragon's body being too rotten and smelly, plus the large crowd watching from a distance, Mirta couldn't help but throw a few fists at it.

"Roar--!"

A purple lightning ball is ejected from the magic circle opened in front of the corpse gray dragon. This kind of attack magic is much less powerful than the previous magic ray.

But if the purpose is only to destroy the buildings in the urban area and kill humans, it is completely enough.

After locking Martha's direction, she appeared from the magic circle and flew away.

On the other side, Mirta somehow stood on the back of her holy dragon and was suspended in the air.Even if you want to open your magic defense, it's too late now.

"Martha! Get out of the way!"

Seeing Mirta who was about to be hit, Rebecca couldn't help shouting eagerly.

Although she usually doesn't see eye to eye with Martha, the woman who only gives Zhai Nan a gentle smile is not only a complete violent maniac, but also often harassing other people's Shenglong.

But even so, she didn't want Martha to get hurt because of this.

"......originally."

The saint standing on Tarasque's back turned a deaf ear.

Facing the flashing purple lightning ball, Maerda directly knocked it flying with the cross scepter in her hand with no expression on her face.

When the smoke cleared, the saint's expression seemed to be a different person.

"It was absolutely impossible for this situation to happen, because all souls will eventually receive God's guidance..."

She stood there, staring at the corpse gray dragon approaching step by step.

"I didn't go to heaven or hell, but stayed on the ground and wandered."

"Martha..."

Rebecca looked at the girl with watery face, not knowing what to say.

"This situation shouldn't have happened, because all the original sins have been...!"

The corpse gray dragon ignored Mirtha's self-talk, and couldn't understand what she said, but slowly approached Mirtha.

Although it no longer had any thoughts, it set Rebecca and Martha as the enemies that need to be eliminated first to stop it, just out of biological instinct.

But Rebecca was flying around on Kufrin, and the corpse gray dragon couldn't keep up with her, so she had to give up.

But now there is another target standing there, how can such an obvious target be missed?

Every time the corpse gray dragon took a step forward, the ground in the urban area would shake for a while, and the exquisite tiles laid on the pavement could not bear the heavy pressure, and they all cracked into pieces one by one.

After advancing to the corner of the street, the corpse gray dragon stopped, and roared amazingly towards Marta and Tarasque in mid-air.

At the same time, on the corpse gray dragon's body, the black-gray fur began to be disturbed by fluctuations, and its body began to continuously spew out huge magic power.

The reaction of the level of magic power has surpassed any attack magic it released before.

It seems that it also knows how to use all its strength.

190 "Martha, the attack is coming, dodge quickly!"

Rebecca's face became even more anxious just by feeling the reaction of the corpse gray dragon's body accumulating more and more magic power.

She called for Mirta to leave quickly.

However, the latter remained motionless.

Seeing the undead dragon standing in front of her, Martha took a sharp bite.

"I've said it's|damn|impossible...why does a guy like you pop up out of nowhere!"

Hearing her sudden swearing, Rebecca couldn't believe it.

"That...Miss Martha."

"Now, Tarasque with me, dragon of sorrow that knows no love! Come, now, now, manipulate the heat of the sun here, and give eternal love to these creatures of sorrow born before me Sleep peacefully——!"

The magical reaction on Martha's body became stronger and stronger, and it overwhelmed the corpse gray dragon in a blink of an eye.

Although she is not in a complete state yet, she can also directly destroy half of the city in her current state.

"Stop, Martha!"

Suddenly, there was a rushing sound from the distant air.