My Archangel

A second later, as her palms opened again, a ball of silver-white fragments scattered from her fingertips.

Boom

The ground under his feet began to tremble violently, and the many relics engraved with weird patterns began to tremble and began to gradually emit luster. The entire nest seemed to come alive at this moment.

In the next instant, the luster that spilled from the slate began to converge in Dai'er's direction, encircling her.

Depressed, heavy, ancient...

At the same time, a burst of dragon roars came from the ruins slabs and quickly filled the entire lair.

"What did she crush? It looks like something silver... Wait, could it be the one buried in the gold pile at the door?"

On the other side, although it was already half the distance away from the lair, Qiao Wen's vision was unusually clear because he was still being dragged by Elisa at this time.

It seemed that it was caused by the invisible connection created by the summoning contract, which enabled him to share her clear vision a little while in physical contact with the archangel.

At this time, looking at the silver shards floating from the palm of his hand, he suddenly frowned.

He has recognized that the thing crushed by this little dragon is the silver ball that fell to his feet not long ago.

After being tied to the rock at that time, Dai Er took the ball back logically.

"I remember this little dragon seems to have said that the silver ball is the key to activate the defense function of the entire ruin..."

Recalling this suddenly, Qiao Wen's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled a little deeper.

There is no doubt that in this lair at this time, both he and Elisa have fallen into an away game disadvantage.

But soon, when Qiao Wen's gaze moved to the archangel who was blocking him, his frowning eyebrows suddenly eased again.

If he was carrying only ordinary heroic spirits, he might be panicked now.

unfortunately.

The archangel is not a heroic spirit, but a god.

The confidence that allowed Qiao Wen to walk into the lair swaggeringly, he was by his side at this time.

So, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"That's it... Stupid guy, that's why you dare to show your teeth to my great Elisa?"

Although the surrounding stone slabs kept making weird buzzing sounds, which sounded like countless dragons full of majestic roars, Qiao Wen, who was in the center of the vortex, was unmoved.

In this open-air ruin, snow fell all around.

Wrapped in a quilt, he just shrank behind Elisa, looking around with a cold face.

Up to now, even laymen like him can see that in addition to increasing Delil, these slates are also intimidating himself and Elisa in an attempt to interfere with their mental state.

"This feeling...is Longwei again? In other words, this relic is really left by the ancient dragon clan..."

Qiao Wen took a moment to take a look at it, and then vaguely guessed the essence of the roar of a dragon that came out of these slabs.

Since he had seen several dragons at close range before, he was not unfamiliar with this feeling.

Moreover, by looking at the noisy level of this oppressive feeling, he quickly judged that the ancient dragons that left relics here a long time ago should be a race, and the number will not be too small, at least in double digits— —

[Attention, the system has detected that the host is suffering from the Longwei left by the ancient dragon, the number is about dozens.

Just after Qiao Wen had just figured out this, the system prompt came late.

"..."

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Qiao Wen was taken aback for Mr. Rice Bucket’s post-mortem and concluding remarks, and there was no attack.

It's okay.

This is not the first time.

I'm used to it.

"Master Erisa, can you stop her?"

It took a while to figure out the nature of this lair. Qiao Wen put his head to the ear of the archangel and said in a low voice: "I always feel that there are more and more strange places on this little female dragon. Let's end it as soon as possible. Fighting is better."

While whispering, Qiao Wen glanced at Dai Er who had cautiously retreated to the edge of the lair.

At this time, the fluorescence surrounding her was gradually fading. Obviously, the increase brought by the temporary activation of this relic had already been taken by her.

"..."

Realizing this too, Elisa turned a little sideways and looked back at Qiao Wen.

Because she can't feel the magic power, she is now equivalent to physical combat, lacking the means of long-range attack.

The only thing that can be used is the remaining divine power reserve.

The only inherent talent that can be used at present does not have the effect, and she can only use these divine powers to strengthen her body at best.

But... she didn't want to do that.

Every deity has its own dignity and arrogance. Sometimes this kind of thing can be given up, but sometimes it is more important than anything else.

Like now.

A functional talent like "existence stripping" that prevents the opponent from escaping is fine, but she wasted her divine power on a bug who is not even a god. Unless Qiao Wen is really in danger, her arrogant pride will not allow it.

Moreover, even if she doesn't use divine power, as long as she can get close, she has the confidence to easily take down Dai'er who is not far away.

The only thing that made her feel a little shackled now was probably that Qiao Wen might encounter some kind of danger when she was dealing with Dai Er in the past.

"It's okay, Lord Elisa, don't bother with me, this level of Longwei is nothing, don't worry."

Since he has always been good at observing details, Qiao Wen of course has already seen that if he were not worried that he would be crushed by these dragons, the archangel probably had just rushed to knock down the little female dragon.

However, he felt that the archangel was too cautious this time.

Because he could feel it, although these dragons were so powerful, they kept trying to drill into his head and wreck his brain, but at best, it was to the extent that they asked him to ask "That's it?"

Even if there is no archangel standing by, Longwei of this level can't pose a threat to him.

In contrast, the faint look of Wei Motou sometimes was much more terrifying.

Qiao Wen's own ability to resist pressure has been tangibly tempered by the witch.

He is not modest either. A simple mental offensive similar to Longwei, as long as it does not have the slightest physical or magical effect, unless it reaches the level of Camilla, otherwise, it will probably not have much effect on him. .