Chapter 1792: Divine power is added to life and death

The power of thunder and lightning has always been a confusing thing for standard creatures.
In nature, they are more inclined to negative energy, they are difficult to fight this extreme positive attribute energy, and in general, even the famous devil lords are not willing to try to have any contact with the natural lightning. Because this is likely to have their life, the least, will also give them a big lesson. At this point, Randall is no exception.
If he is still a fallen angel, the situation may be better. Because 堕 angels are not pure creatures, their resistance to lightning is much higher than that of ordinary creatures. But now he is no longer a fallen angel, but a evil spirit knight.
Although the evil spirit knight is said to be a product of the mixture of and heaven, it is different from the naturally occurring species of fallen angels. He is made up of dark alchemy, and the spirit of venge, which is a mixture of and heaven, forms the core. To put it simply, the dark power of takes up most of their body.
This makes them extremely sensitive to the power of positive attributes, so in the face of such a thunder blow, the feeling of Randall is absolutely not pleasant.
The Pentium's current directly extinguished the flame on his body, and caused a similar carbonization damage on his skeleton body. This made him feel pain in his bones, but he did not intend to let go of his own chain. Because he is very clear, once he has done this, then it is the dragon to return to the sea, the tiger into the jungle, and then want to control Stark is not so easy.
So he can only try to hold the chain in his hands and try his best to pull Stark from the sky. Of course, this is not easy.
The explosion of divine power has reached the climax part, and this part of the outside world is reflected in the lightning, if it is substantial, branded on the silver armor of Stark.
Asgard's power of Thor is engraved on the armor with the words of the Thunder representing the Thunder, which means that he has gained the power to control the Thunder. On top of the bonus of the power of the Anuda, the power of his body has reached a critical value, and a strange view has been formed on him.
It was a light flame composed of lightning and silver brilliance. It was like a tassel that appeared behind Stark’s brain. At first glance, it seemed that his head suddenly had a flowing hair in the wind. The same as floating.
This is amazing. Compared to Stark's original bare shape, this look is undoubtedly a bit of a beauty. Of course, the US can't be eaten. The main effect of this change is to make Stark's power grow unprecedentedly.
Even if it is a few hundred meters away, the magical power of the gods can make the feeling of Randel clear, and when he prepares to make a bang, when the chain has not collapsed, he will regain control of Stark. Stark was already screaming, like a raging dragon, and broke the chain.
This situation made Randil's heart scream, and immediately, he began to shake his flame wings and rushed toward Stark. In his view, it is absolutely impossible for Stark to take the opportunity to escape from here. Otherwise, with his power, it is easy to damage their plans as long as they succumb.
He didn't want to have a nuclear bomb on his head when Satan hadn't really entered the world. So at this time, he can only do everything he can to stop Stark as much as possible.
If this time Stark wants to go, I still can't keep him. However, the excessively powerful power gave Stark too much illusion that he now has a bold idea in his heart. That is, he wants to test the depth of Satan and wants to have a clear understanding of his true strength.
This is a very risky idea. Before that, in the face of such a strong enemies, he would never have such a dangerous idea. But now, the rising power is like adrenaline stimulating his nerves, so that all the thoughts he should have should be born.
He knew that this might not be right, maybe it was very risky, but he couldn't control his own thoughts, and in the next moment, he was already full of energy, releasing a dazzling light to Satan's falling hand. Come.
The thunder and the silver gods are intertwined, as if they can tear the sword of the sky and squat down. Randil has no time to stop, and this Shenguang sword has already fallen into the hands of Satan.
This time, Satan’s power did not play its due role, as most of the damage was resisted by the defensive shock. Whether it is the black smoke on his arm or the big hand itself, it is drawn under the light of the divine power, like the butter cut by the hot knife.
Although the wound is not large, the black blood is like a thick oil, and it rushes along the incision waterfall. This means that Stark's attack has been effective, and this effect has made Satan's anger whispered in the giant egg, and also made Randel rushed more eagerly.
At this time, it’s too late for Stark to go. Because at this time, Randil is already rushing to him, and the short distance between the two is just a matter of course. In the face of such a situation, I just verified that my strong Stark did not mean anything flustered. With his hands together, he was already carrying the Thunder of Thousands of Miles. I swayed down.
If this is unguarded, it will inevitably be hit hard by the power that Stark has just shown. Although there is no danger in life, it is hard to do anything in a short time.
This is something that Randkell can't allow, so he immediately intertwined his own hands with a blue fire, and then with both hands, it is already a straightforward fight for Stark's fist. Come down.
The thunder and the flame are in a fierce collision, which has a certain impact on both sides. Under this circumstance, Stark with armor protection is inevitably better than Randel, so he does not mind the collision of this force, but deliberately increases the power of his knees. At the same time, the force is suppressed and it causes more damage to Randil.
Randel sees his thoughts, and certainly can't make him do. So now, he has a glimpse of his body, while maintaining his own balance with his wings, he is already flying and kneeling on Stark’s chest.
This sudden attack, Stark was unprepared, and with the tremendous power of the evil spirit knight, he was immediately thrown out like a cannonball.
Of course, it is impossible to waste such a good opportunity. He first opened the bow, and two huge Hellfire missiles were ejected by him. Then he was more like a fire, chasing the past in the direction of Stark.
In midair, Stark can barely rely on the injection of the power system to correct his flight orbit. In the face of the oncoming flame bomb, he can only rely on his armor to eat hard.
Hellfire is not an idle force. Even with a layer of divine armor, Stark feels the burning pain. And just as he resisted the burning of this stinging soul and planned to regroup, Randil had already killed him, and he waved his fist and slammed into his head.
Out of human instincts, Stark subconsciously crossed his arms to defend against such attacks. And just after he made such an action, the wings behind Dekier shook, and under the adjustment of the six flame wings, his whole person was already behind the Stark.
Stark, who was focused on the front, didn't expect to think of this kind of action, so of course, when Dekier slammed his back on his back, he could only be hurt and was again He flew out.
This time, Randil did not intend to let him easily distance himself. So he chased him up directly, and before Stark flipped his body, he pulled his arms and stepped on his spine.
This action is equivalent to limiting Stark's movements, so that he can only let him insult in the posture of Jesus' suffering and open his arms.
In this case, of course, it is impossible for Rendel to play any tricks. So he immediately stepped on Stark, as if he was stepping on a surfboard, and under the acceleration of the flame wing, he flew toward the surface.
His purpose, Stark has already guessed, is undoubtedly a game of Mars hitting the Earth. However, guessing that it is not so easy to stop Randkeer from doing this.
You know, in the battle skills, Stark is a far cry from Randecker. In any case, Randel is also the head of the Dark Angels Corps, who killed thousands of people in and heaven. Combat is as simple and smooth as he is breathing, and all the memories and experiences of battle have been written in every cell in his body like a dna.
In contrast, Stark is never a guy who is so good at fighting. You let the armor-like armor be like a singer-like boxing game with the enemy playing with you and punching me. He may be very good at it. But if you want him to be like a skilled martial arts master, if you can quickly get out of the way and react to it if you are controlled by joint skills and locks, then you are simply embarrassing him. .
His skills in close combat have not been superb to this point, so now he can only watch as he gets closer and closer to the surface, closer and closer, until in the bang of the bang, 狠Embed down to the surface.
The surface of the sandstone texture can not withstand such an impact, just for a moment, the slab-like sandstone ground has been smashed into pieces. The surface is falling, the sandstone has almost become a texture of quicksand, and both Stark and Randkell are engulfed.
Of course, this engulfing doesn't make any sense, because whether it's the ordinary Randil or the Stark in the armor protection, it's not a simple guy who will be life-threatening because of the swallowing. The so-called quicksand simply couldn't get close to the body of the two people. Just after being close to a certain distance, it was already burnt into a glass by flames and lightning.
For Stark, the outside environment will not have much impact on him, and his real threat is still suppressing his own Rendezier. And obviously, Randil is not going to let go. Under the premise of this kind of clamping joint, he only needs a force to make Stark have to take three times the strength to fight. The balance of the competition tends to his side, and of course he has no reason to choose to let go at this time and give up.
Stark himself knows this, so he simply does not hope for this. For him, self-rescue is his only plan, and in this case how to save himself, his mind already has a manuscript.
The energy is transformed in his body. Whether it is the energy from the Ark reactor or the power from Anuda, it is transformed into a pure Thunder force by his body like a biological factory. This made his body's engravings instantly burst into a dazzling brilliance, and even the tassel-like flames on his head began to change to the lightning-like blaze.
The Thunder began to growl, whether in the sky or under the surface. Randil has already felt the kind of change in power. He only feels that he is stepping on a dark cloud with a lot of electric charges. In his heart, he has already become a bell.
This allowed him to let go of his hand immediately and quickly retreated in the direction of the sky. But it is already late, because at this time the Thunder in the sky has begun to take off, and the energy of Stark has already accumulated to the limit.
For a moment, it seems that there is a raging dragon in the sky and underground. They roared and then they wandered together.
In the bang of the loud noise, Rand Kil, who was in the entanglement of Shuanglong, immediately suffered hundreds of millions of tons of damage. His body was crushed by this force in an instant, and even the half of the skull and the arm of the arm fell rapidly toward the surface under the scattered bone fragments.
Stark didn't miss such an opportunity. He sprinted toward Randil's body. Under the premise of punching his sternum, he completely controlled the residual of Randil. In your own hands.
The power of thunder and lightning is still flowing on him, and he also unknowingly instilled his own lightning like a charging treasure into the body of Randkill.
This made Randil began to scream, and he showed a somewhat awkward smile against Randil in such a scream.
"Do you know, I was planning to do this when I saw you at first sight. Really, it feels good!"
"Yes, it seems that we should feel the same!"
Resisting the pain, Randel also began to make a sly smile. This gave Stark a bad feeling, but before he wanted to understand why, Randel had already pulled his head and looked straight into his eyes, facing him. Low-lying.
"Come on, look at my eyes and stare at your sins!"