My Archangel

Feeling the brand-new power in his body far beyond his expectations, Morik is even confident. Now he can smash the shield on Qiao Wen's body that deflated him yesterday with just one punch, and the battle ended in an instant.

He thought so, and he did so.

"ended!"

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, Morik only left a residual image on the spot. He clenched his right hand into a fist, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the one who stood still and didn't seem to react. Qiao Wen.

"…Eh?"

"…Eh?"

"...???"

I don't know if it was a coincidence. After seeing this scene, the three people on the sidelines, including Elsia, subconsciously opened their eyes, and there was a daze in their eyes.

So fast!

too fast--

At this moment, Dai'er and Heli looked at each other almost instinctively, and both saw the consternation in each other's eyes.

Because they found that...this time Molick's speed after gaining an increase was obviously beyond the standard.

Even compared with them in their heyday, they are not weak at all.

But... how is this possible?

"what's the situation??"

Elsia on the side stood up even more, and she unexpectedly aroused the sleeping Elisa in her body when she had never expected this strange situation.

At the same time, she suddenly discovered...the fire debris that had been partly entrusted to Morik under her guidance... actually didn't mean to stop at all.

They seemed to have received some kind of unbearable stimulus, and no matter whether Molik's container could bear it or not, they were trying to get into Molik's body.

boom--!!

Time was fleeting, and when the two of them reacted, there was already a roar in the training ground.

That was the movement that came out when the venue was easily rammed.

In an instant, smoke and dust rose throughout the venue.

However, this kind of smoke screen, which was not deliberately mixed with too much magic, could not block the sight of Dai Er and the others. The magic factors in their eyes condensed, and their sights quickly passed through the smoke to see the situation in the field clearly.

I don't know if it was an accident. Morik didn't hit Qiao Wen with his shocking punch just now. Instead, he fell first.

The whole body fell on the ground and twitched slightly, blood was flowing all over, the veins burst, and the blood vessels on the skin surface burst open one after another.

But Molick stood up again tremblingly in this seemingly weird state.

The blood vessels that burst open in the body are repaired in the next second, and then continue to burst, continue to repair, and continue to circulate.

Countless hideous and distorted human faces entangled Morik's body, somehow staring in Qiao Wen's direction with extremely bitter gaze, as if staring at a bloody enemy.

"The coward... the coward... the damn coward... the damn coward...!"

The distorted face and mouth opened and closed, and the piercing sound intermittently enveloped the entire training ground.

"I just said, I always feel that I have been staring at something as soon as I go out today. Is it you?"

However, in the face of these faces, although the expression on Qiao Wen's face that had avoided his fists before looked a little surprised, he quickly reacted.

He first glanced at it as if it was still pouring in from the outside, and was still forcibly strengthening Morik's twisted face, the rune appeared in the palm of his hand, and in a blink of an eye he and Morik were enveloped.

Then... the whole world suddenly fell silent.

All the surrounding scenery became illusory, only Joe Wen and Morik were left.

At the same time, those distorted faces that were constantly squeezing Morik a second ago...Except for the part of the upper body, they all froze, as if they were isolated in another space and could no longer interfere. Qiao Wen in the field.

There is peeling.

This is the method that Qiaowen had seen in the hands of Erisa before, and it was also the method he used to combine runes on a whim during his studies yesterday.

Although the version and principles he used now are very different from the original version, the effect is the same kind.

"...Continue to curse? Why is it all silent?"

After doing all of this, Qiao Wen looked at the distorted faces around Molick again, and his tone was kind.

Chapter 060: He is panicked

You think you are here, but you are not here.

You think you have helpers and barriers around you, but in fact there are none.

1V1 battle.

No one will interfere.

There will be no accidents here, and for the same reason, there will be no miracles.

Strikes iron also needs to be hard by oneself, here, every poor worm who gets dragged in can only rely on himself.

The help of foreign objects does not exist.

Whoever has a harder fist can get out of here later.

There is peeling.

This is the method Qiao Wen used at this time.

Temporarily open up an independent dimension to form a battlefield, and at the same time forcibly drag the target into this battlefield, directly obliterating the opponent's home court advantage, leaving him alone and helpless.

This method is often used in operations such as blitzkriegs, assault operations, and decapitation of rebellious troops.

At the same time, this was originally a talent used by a certain archangel.

"..."

Of course, since there is still a considerable gap between the users themselves, at this time, the presence of Qiao Wen used to peel off, the effect is naturally much worse than that of the deity.

Doesn't anyone really think that a person who is not yet a god can use magic to recreate the talent of a higher god?

In an instant, the existence of the opponent was separated from the world, cutting off the connection between the opponent and the outside as much as possible, and then forming a form of singles-this is almost similar to the original pinch head and tail castration effect, which is Qiao Wen at this time Use the specific effect of this magic.

It can be seen from the name and effect that Qiao Wen got the inspiration for this "magic" from the archangel around him.