Chapter 139: Destructively

"Quickly, get all the guests off the dance floor!"
The Archon Murdoch, who was watching the battle nervously, had already organized the waiters who originally served for the banquet and asked them to drive the dancing guests off the dance floor to create enough space for the battle to avoid accidental injury.
"Gentlemen and ladies! We have prepared a better stage for the next venue, so you can dance as much as you like!"
"Huh...huh...better...stage? Take me over, I...can't wait!" After finding the right way, it is not difficult to guide these guys who have not much reason.
In fact, the dance steps of the gentlemen and ladies have accelerated again at this time, saying that they are dancing ballroom dancing more like tap dancing! There are already many people who are overwhelmed and fall down, their bodies are constantly twisting even when lying on the ground.
Ho..." Even the people who are still standing and dancing have no sense of beauty. They are no different from the athletes who have run to the second half of the marathon.
However, they had too much physical exertion and their resistance was much smaller. Under the guidance of dozens of courageous waiters, they stepped on dance steps into the side hall next to them.
The unaffected guests who were still staying in the banquet hall followed closely behind. At this time, the Lord has already appeared, and the banquet hall is the most dangerous place.
Davli looked back several times and looked at Aiwen in the battle, but was directly dragged away by a few friends. They couldn't help at all here. Can only pray to the goddess, Aiwen will be safe.
At the same time, the "Poisonous Blue Bell Flower" that had dragged the city guards, was in turn dragged by the city guards and supporting Dilis at this time, unable to interfere with the battle here.
Without interference, the battle immediately went into intense heat.
While the evil spirits were restrained, Creel's attack also followed closely, because Ivan's lessons learned. Did not choose to come close, but threw out two bottles of holy water.
To deal with specific enemies, holy water is really cheap, economical and practical!
Snapped--
The glass bottle exploded on the immovable evil spirit, and the golden mist was no more than a sulfuric acid bath to her, and it was more effective than Ivan's full-strength sword.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
It was as if the piercing screams of finger nails across the blackboard, the evil spirits that originally looked like a stunning beauty, the skin, hair and even clothes were melting, leaving only patches of disgusting greasy burnt black.
But she is not dead for the time being!
His face disappeared completely, and it was not a musculoskeletal mask, but a pale mask without a face.
Even without eyes, Ivan felt as if a cold, deep, malicious gaze was staring at him fiercely, always trying to cramp and skin him!
Ai...
Wen's response is...
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The two double-barreled muskets in his hand fired one after another, and without hesitation he sent four lead bullets soaked in holy water into its body.
After being bound by the electric beam and corroded by the holy water, the evil spirit's defensive power was significantly reduced, and four bullets easily created four cup-sized decay pits in its chest.
It's not over yet.
Anthony, a local tyrant, had more than one "good thing" in his hands. He threw a red ball after Ivan's four lead bullets.
"Aven, get away!"
Aiwen heard that he had been pitted more than once in the battle, and he had long experience, so he immediately flew away.
Bang--
The red ball exploded, and a "sticky" dark red flame was sprinkled, like a tarsal maggot, wrapping the evil spirits tightly.
raging--
It seemed that a petrol bomb had been hit in the front, and the monstrous heat wave rose into the sky, and the huge flame almost licked the high ceiling of the banquet hall.
Under the successive blows, the evil spirits were also driven to an end!
However, how could the power of the evil spirit as the of opera "belonging" its power stop here?
Its head was raised high in the flames, and the survival instinct was to ignore the damage of the extraordinary essence, and the evil spirit in the body was exploded, and the infinite power broke out into deadly sound waves.
"what--!!!"
A black ripple that is almost visible to the naked eye swayed from the position of its mouth, engulfing the majestic energy, spreading rapidly, bursting the shackles of electric light, and blasting the besieging Aiwen trio out at the same time, also blasting the sticky flames on their bodies. Dispel completely.
[Divine Art? Lament of Death! 】
However, the evil spirits obviously paid a painful price for it.
At least in Aiwen's spiritual vision, visible to the naked eye, its breath was obviously weakened.
However, it is worthy of being the strongest evil spirit, even if it could not use "memetic" attacks on Aiwen and the others, it would easily inflict heavy losses on the three of them.
If it weren't for the successful release of [Electric Light Shackles] at the beginning, maybe the bodies of the three of them would have been cold.
tread..
The evil spirit moved with difficulty, and with every step a rustling black ash fell on his body, the originally charming beauty, now completely turned into a charcoal appearance.
The three of them got up from the ground with difficulty, resisting the nauseous feeling of being attacked by the sound wave, and surrounded it again, and the long swords of the cold light pointed towards the evil spirit in the middle.
Although the whole person was spinning around in the sonic attack just now, the weakest Krell even stood a little unstable, but the three were worthy of the status of the navy elite, and immediately suppressed the strong discomfort organization. There was a counterattack.
...
Gazed at each other and drank together:
"Sword style? Floating boat!"
"Magic weapon? Flame sword!"
"cut!"
Aiwen used the secret secrets in "White Sail Swordsmanship". Anthony used his alchemy ring to turn his long sword into a blade of flame. Although Krell had not yet mastered the level of swordsmanship, he did his best to advance. The "jumping" in military swordsmanship was cut down!
Bang..."
The sound of a blunt axe cutting trees lasted for half a minute.
The evil spirits that had reached the end of the crossbow, although their defensive power was still far beyond the ordinary, they failed to create a new miracle after all. Apart from a punch in the shoulder of Krell, they had no other results.
Bang--
The coke-like evil spirit fell to the ground. First, the black body shattered every inch, and the pale mask fell to the ground. Then all the residue quickly evaporated like water vapor and completely disappeared into the air.
call--
"Shock! Three strong men did this kind of thing against a young woman in the middle of the night..."
‘If a reporter from the Shock Department is here, this will be the headline tomorrow, right? ’
Aiwen let out a sigh of relief, looking at the evil spirits that had disappeared completely, and vomiting slightly in his heart, this was a bitter destruction.
it is finally over. "Krell slid his sword and stuck his tongue out to breathe. Although the frontal battle with real swords and guns didn't last long, he was always in a state of high tension when fighting this weird guy.
Relaxing suddenly, the whole person seems to be collapsed.
Moreover, in the attack of the evil spirit similar to the "Howl of the Banshee", both the internal organs and the cochlea were damaged to varying degrees. Even with the physique of a formal knight, it is impossible to recover without a good rest.
The stronger and better equipped Alvin and Anthony’s condition is significantly better than that of Krell. Seeing Krell Ivin who is already squatting on the ground reminds him: "Don't relax~EbookFREE.me ~There is one more!"
On the battlefield between the "poisonous blue bell flower" and the city guards, the cries and shouts of weapons were constantly fighting, and the battle was obviously not over.
Hearing that there was another "killer", Krell shrank his head, digging out his ears with his fingers, and exclaimed: "What? What are you talking about? My ears seem to have a problem, I can't hear you!"
Ignoring the small gesture of Creel, who had already begun to pretend to be deaf, roll on the ground and want to escape.
Aiwen has already raised his long sword again, ready to charge again, without understanding the physical condition of the two companions who have been injured and injured: "Two, bear with it a little bit. It may be a little bit painful after the end."
"what?"
Before they could react, a blue and white spiritual light flashed in Aiwen's eyes, and a syllable was slowly exhaled in his mouth:
...
#Sa――
[Witchcraft? Exciting! 】
A bright red ripple that was hard to see with the naked eye emerged from Ivan and quickly spread to Anthony and Krell.
In the next moment, new strength and courage continued to flow from their bodies.
Ah ah ah-
It seems that there are three people who have infinite energy to vent. From the body to the spirit, they no longer want to retreat. They quickly blocked the "poisonous bluebell" who wanted to escape when the situation was not good.
"Hi, beauty! Don't rush away?"
Before the fight started, Anthony already shook his hands and sprinkled a pack of "Dust of Development!"
"Hey, if you have the ability to escape with illusion like that day!"
"Uh...."
The long sword fell!