The Godsfall Chronicles

Several sharp bursting voices burst in the eardrum.

The cloud hawk felt several dangerous energies striking at an unrecognizable velocity from the naked eye. He hurriedly turned on the virtual state, while the pale green translucent high-pressure air bomb passed through the body and bombarded the ground, causing the ground to instantly be thrown like stones on the water, and all the broken leaf soil was lifted to half-space.

A wave is still flat.

Waves up again.

The pitch-black forest shines a very bright light.

It was like a green light, hurricane-like energy, coming out of the darkness whistling, tearing the horrors of everything, the clouds dared not resist, busy avoiding the attack area.

A tree that took five or six people to hold together was instantly struck by this force. It seemed to have been cut in half by a giant sword from the center.

Hurricane whips were also lost.

Doesn't mean the attack is over.

Swirling swords made up of several green energies, making a buzzing sound like a swarm of bees, from the center of a woman's body in green clothes to the surrounding area, very flexible and constantly changing posture, rapidly bypassing the tree, all cutting towards the high-speed moving figure.

All sides are covered by this attack.

The cloud eagle was forced to avoid the inevitable situation. The woman in blue had a long whip in her hand, completely disregarding the law of gravity, her legs treading across the sky, and she rushed, a blue silk dancing, her face calm, such as the legendary Storm Goddess, her hands had gathered strength again.

Whatever the cloudhawk does to avoid it.

She had every chance to take a hit.

The wind dance is a wind hunter, there are several wind artifacts, so if you want to talk about speed, you can only be much faster than Red Dragon, and the cloudhawk can't escape and can't run, otherwise if others are caught up, the consequences will be unimaginable.

“Who am I to be so enthusiastic? It turns out I'm the wind instructor! ”

A dozen green swirling swords hold together in a seamless way.

Cloudhawks suddenly disappeared behind the wind and dance when they were about to be cut into dozens of pieces by these iron cutters like mud.

A dozen blue-handed swords clashed and bounced apart and counteracted each other.

Transient again?

The wind danced without a word and the whip was like a hurricane crossing. Where it passed, the grass was broken and nothing in the forest stood in the way of the wind.

This method of attack is clearly flawed.

Obstacles to forest terrain effectively reduce attack power.

No matter how strong the wind dances, it will do much good and consume energy for nothing.

Cloud eagle quickly approached the wind light dance, two silver runs out, twisted, beating, like a viper, like lightning, the wind light dance is about to be surrounded by silver light, both legs kicked the void in front of the eyes, but sturdy stepped on compressed air, the whole person lightly and quickly reversed a dozen meters.

The cloudhawk stared at the wind.

The wind stared at the eagle.

They have a strange strange feeling when they look at each other.

We've been together for three years, just like we never knew each other.

The wind dances lightly and wonders where the strange abilities of the eagle come from, not to mention why the eagle has gained such strength in such a short time!

The cloud hawk couldn't see this woman at all.

The three commanders of Hell Valley, one a bloody soldier gangster and one a naughty old man, but the only woman with eyes and a low profile, although not many words usually, gave the eagle a good feeling, but the eagle had no idea that the wind dance would come this far.

Why betray the Divine Domain?

Would such a low-key woman be an ambitious man?

If not, what is the purpose of all this behavior and what is she pursuing?

Wind dancing long whip wrapped, eventually condensed into a blue long stick, legs slipped in the air, like an arrow coming from the sky towards a cloud eagle, a pair of light and calm eyes without any emotional color, she still, like before, never dared to explain anything.

She was wondering what no one ever knew.

She never reveals a single secret in her heart.

The Eagle has no choice but to fight with all its strength before it.

The battle lasted more than a hundred times in a flash and was dazzling.

The wind dance is an artifact of the properties of the wind, and every time it is danced, it brings up a lot of powerful wind, not only with the rapid sharpness of the wind, but also with astonishing momentum and power.

Fortunately, the cloud eagle was held by the dawn guardian of the old alcoholic, so even though it was weak in offense, it could also be countered by a chamber. The two beating silver snakes danced in front of their eyes, drilling from the dark blue, like a poisonous silver snake, they could not help but bite through the wind.

“Sister, I have to admit, you really have two plans. ”

The eagle spoke as he fought.

“There aren't many people you can fight so beautifully and lead. What's wrong with you? Where can the world go? Do what you have to do against the Divine Domain, persuade you to turn back. ”

Talking room.

Two cracks revealed.

Two sticks on the chest.

The cloudhawk was repelled several steps.

The wind danced gently across the sky, treading the boots to compress the air and sweeping forward a blue wind blade.

The cloud hawk silver snake grabbed the wind blade and smashed it. The wind did not give the hawk half a breath time. The long stick danced again. The wind covered her. Her speed was really too fast. The cloud hawk was surrounded by stick shadows. If he did not hold the guardian of dawn, he would have just been hit twice.

“You really think I can't beat you? ”

The wind danced straight to the head.

Cloud eagle rage, dark pupil deep, two scarlet flames emerged, instantly imprinted in the wind dance eyes, the wind dance felt like a needle penetrated the brain, leaving her unbroken.

Two silver snakes swimmed fast.

The wind danced pale, but still blocked an attack.

Another silver snake drilled around the long stick and bit it on her left shoulder. One of the pierced blood holes appeared behind her. Her body swayed, grunted, spitting blood. She took a few steps backwards, and her half body was quickly stained with red blood.

The cloudhawk didn't show any mercy.

He was also attacking purely to kill this woman.

The cloud eagle is very clear about the style of the hellhole commander. If the cloud eagle has any cruelty or retention at the time of the attack, then it is likely that he will die. He doesn't care what the wind is trying to do, but the wind dances without reading the old temper, so send her on.

The wind dance didn't think of the cloudhawk's strength today.

She knew that the Eagle had just launched a mental attack.

The wind dance could not understand this way of attacking, the cloud eagle launched an attack from the body itself, but did not use any artifact, just as if he had some power himself.

The wind dances gently and bites his teeth.

The wound contracted and stopped bleeding.

Her long legs kicked out two legs in a row, two blue wind blades crossed and crossed towards the eagle.

The cloudhawk did not hide from tearing the wind blade directly with the silver snake, and released two clumsy silver snakes with both hands. The strange and difficult to detect the trajectory of attack made it difficult for the wind to dance ever again. The perfect defense was probably resisted for three or four seconds, and another silver snake hit the body.

A sword passed directly through the throat.

The wind danced gently and the white neck was lifted.

A great deal of blood sprayed out of it.

The cloud hawk cut the woman's artery directly with a fierce sword.

The wind covered her neck, her face grew paler, her pupils began to contract, she had already felt that death was approaching, but had never thought about it, and it was the young man who could have killed her eventually.

The eagle stabbed his chest with another sword.

The wind danced lightly and the sky retreated. All the blood beads were in the air. Her hair spread out very messy. One of her hands carried a long stick of blue light. One hand was helplessly cut off from the neck. One pair of eyes stared dead at the eagle. Her eyes were filled with steely firm and fiery warfare.

She's not afraid to die.

But you can't die here.

Otherwise, her presence would be meaningless.

This kid is getting stronger.

The eagle did not give her any time to think, his figure lightning traveled through the woods, and the two silver serpents seemed to be ready, as if the blow was going to tear her body apart completely.

The wind danced a moment blank.

This feeling of direct death has not been experienced for a long time. Probably since coming to Hell Valley to become a commander, she has always been exterminated by some displaced, traitor or civilian, so a heart gradually began to faint and numb?

That night in Hell's Valley.

He changed the wind and the fate of Hell Valley.

Why didn't you try to prove yourself when the wind dance appeared here? If you die like this, then everything is pointless, so you must not die.

For a second.

The wind's eyes turned blue.

Her power rose more than a few times suddenly, and a long stick spinning wildly, like a windmill with a naked eye, like a tornado poured down, with countless wind blades interwoven around it, as if to involve everything and grind everything.

The cloud eagle's face changed slightly.

Breaking out of battle?

The Wind Dance is the youngest of the three commanders, but the strength is the strongest of the three. She is not only a master of tactics, but also a demon hunter with great potential. For a good soldier, any moment in life and death is the best time to break through.

The cloud eagle cut its throat not deep enough.

Though the aorta was severed, the fatal wounds to ordinary people were not enough for the wind to dance lightly, because of the strong death threat, allowing the wind to dance lightly across the stagnation for many years, allowing her to burst twice as powerful in an instant as usual.

Fight with the cloud eagle today.

Instead, it was a blessing.

The cloud eagle dared not spell any harder. It could only change its strategy, renounce its active aggression, and move in an instant to avoid the distance. The wind blade of the wind dance was released in one breath. Like a storm, it ravaged the dense forest. All the trees were swept away, and dense and numb cuts appeared.

This woman will be more difficult to deal with later.

The cloud hawk estimated that the old alcoholic was almost finished, so he intended to retreat with the old alcoholic. It was not that the cloud hawk was afraid of the wind light dance, even if the wind light dance became stronger, but it was still within the bounds.

If a cloud hawk does its best, who dies may not live.

But he had to save his strength, because there was probably a hard war going on in the tomb, so it would be irrational to spend too much power here at the wind dance.

“Teacher Wind, that's it for today, we'll see you later. ”

If the cloudhawk wanted to leave, no one could stop it. The wind danced gently and looked at this distant boy, and a little strange appeared in her eyes.