High School of Wicked Magic

Zhuang Mingge escaped with magic, but the crisis has not been resolved.

The Son is still there.

His speed was faster than Zhuang Mingge's. After he punched the air, without any hesitation, his body folded in mid-air and galloped towards the northeast. His body rubbed against the air, and sparks seemed to flicker behind him.

Zhuang Mingge's body appeared from the void, and Shengzi's fist had already hit him in front of him.

He found Zhuang Mingge's location.

Zhuang Mingge couldn't imagine it, but he still blocked his face with both hands, and took the blow.

Shaking the stars, piercing the sun and the moon, and sinking the mountains, Zhuang Mingge couldn't describe the ferocity and horror of this blow. His body flew backwards like a cannonball.

How many meters did you fly?

Zhuang Mingge didn't have the time to count, but at least it didn't rain for three hundred kilometers, maybe even longer, his hands were already paralyzed, he didn't have any sensation, and he wasn't smashed on the spot, it was already a blessing.

Fortunately, Zhuang Mingge's body is not a flesh and blood body, but a spirit body. A mere flesh and blood body can't stop the fist of the Holy Son at all. His strength is almost crushing. Compared with him, Zhuang Mingge is more than half a chip behind. If it's not, it's like being idle and being completely crushed.

"I was underestimated."

Zhuang Mingge let out a wild roar and opened his mouth to spray.

A black ray of light was sprayed out, and soon, it tore apart the heavens and the earth, pierced through mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in the void. Almost at the moment when Zhuang Mingge sprayed it out, it resisted the Holy Son.

Ding!

The Holy Son didn't have time to dodge, oh no, it should be shown that he doesn't bother to dodge.Got hit head-on.

The black light rubbed against the Son's body, shooting out dazzling sparks.Then it was shot and flew out, spinning in mid-air.Falling clouds.

Unconvinced, Zhuang Mingge roared again, emitting the same black light.

Shengzi didn't dodge or dodge, staring at Zhuang Mingge with a sneer, as if he wanted to see his distressed appearance, his eyes were filled with murderous aura, wishing to tear apart his tendons and skin, and use the cruelest means to torture Zhuang Mingge to death.

however……

bump!

When the black light hit the Son's body, the Son's expression changed drastically.Backing away quickly, the muscles in his body trembled miraculously, every time he trembled, endless power would be removed.

But it was useless, the black light emitted by Zhuang Mingge was like a mountain hitting, the Son was undoubtedly knocked out, he spewed out a mouthful of golden blood, flew backwards [-] kilometers away, and hit a big mountain .

There was a bang.The mountain almost collapsed, and the mountain was covered with shocking cracks.

"What's so great about the Son of God, why didn't he get laid down by me?"

Zhuang Mingge said with a sneer.

He almost used his full strength for the last blow just now, without any reservations.The power is incredible, and for a moment, there is also the help of Gaia's consciousness.This attack has completely stepped into the star rank, and it is a peerless attack by a strong star rank.

Even though the Holy Son is extremely powerful.But under this attack, the ship capsized in the gutter.

And Zhuang Mingge is for insurance.A curse of despair and wailing was added to the attack. This curse was very difficult. The Holy Son was blasted into the mountain, embedded in the mountain, and his body was covered with black lines.

These lines are composed of death resentment, a small line can kill an angel.

Saint Son's body is densely covered with these lines, but he is still immortal, but this is already the limit. In his state, it is impossible to continue fighting.

Just dealing with these grievances is enough to drink a pot.

The endless resentment before the death of the living beings blasted into the Son's mind with a terrifying impact, it seemed that there were tens of thousands of innocent souls demanding their lives and ghosts haunting them.

"I hate, I hate ah ah ah ah ah ah."

"Why am I the one who died, I did nothing wrong, why, why!"

"This world is unfair, unfair, God has no eyes."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, why did you betray me."

"Die, die, die with me."

In the past, these grievances were nothing at all, and the Holy Son could purify them with a wave of his hand, but now the Holy Son cannot completely face these grievances, he can only resist them hard.

Zhuang Mingge took advantage of this opportunity to fly in, not concealing the surging murderous aura.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Now that the Holy Son is full of grievances and his strength has plummeted, Zhuang Mingge will naturally kill him, otherwise when he clears up the grievances on his body, it will be Zhuang Mingge who will die. Zhuang Mingge will never agree to this, let alone sit and wait for death.

"This is the second time you have plotted against me, Barrett."

Shengzi saw Zhuang Mingge walking in with a murderous look, and a smile appeared on his face covered with black lines, as if the two were not enemies but friends.

"the second time?"

Zhuang Mingge thought of the first meeting in the Secret Treasure Room.

"The failure this time is because I was too arrogant. Of course, your showing of weakness also made me relax my vigilance. You are worthy of being a brave man. Humans who can impress the devil can't be underestimated."

Shengzi suddenly became verbose, Zhuang Mingge was not used to it.

He felt that the other party seemed to be delaying time, so he hurried forward to make up for the final blow.

puff!

A brilliant compressed wind blade easily split the body of the Holy Son in half. Zhuang Mingge felt that it was not safe, so he cut the body into several halves.

In the end, only one head remained.

"We will meet again, Barrett. This time, I have already got what I want." The only remaining head of the Son showed a deep smile.

Zhuang Mingge suddenly realized, "No wonder I didn't feel anything when I slashed you. I always felt that something was wrong. Is this body your missing body, or a clone."

"It's a clone."

Zhuang Mingge smiled wryly, "Just one avatar beat me to pieces, completely crushing me? How strong are you?"

"Very strong, the current me should be said to be invincible in the world."

Although Zhuang Mingge was afraid, he still showed disdain, "The invincible in the world will still be beaten to the ground by me. What's there to be proud of."

"I..." Shengzi seemed to want to say something more, but Zhuang Mingge didn't give him a chance.He raised his foot and crushed his remaining head fiercely.

"Let your kid be arrogant."

At the same time, the headquarters of the Holy See.Inside a Holy See.

Sitting on the bench, the holy son of Gabriel slowly opened his eyes and stroked his face. Although he is a clone, he still feels shared. His body was cut off by Zhuang Mingge, and his head was crushed The feeling of pain still stays in his body and has not disappeared.

"Is Yi Barrett? There are such people in the world. They are indeed the creation of God the Father."

After a while, the door of the church was suddenly pushed open, and a knight hurried in, knelt down in front of the Holy Son, "My lord, something is wrong."

"What's the matter?" the saint asked with a smile.

"Guangqiao, the way forward of Guangqiao was smashed by an enemy. Now the Knights of the Crusades have been forced to land and are trapped in a mountain. The progress is slow."

"It was broken?" The pupils of the Holy Son showed a little surprise, "I see, tell the leader of the knights, Victoria. Tell the knights to move forward cautiously, be careful of the traps ahead, and fight steadily. There is no need to rush forward."

"Yes, my lord."

"go."

The Son waved his hand.The knight immediately retreated respectfully, cautiously.It seems to be worshiping the gods.

"Even the Bridge of Holy Light can be destroyed. Barrett seems to be more difficult to deal with than I imagined. He deserves to be the human who killed me. Although he is still very immature, he can already see how ferocious he is."

He was talking to himself, stroking his chest with his right hand, and showing a terrifying smile.

"Then, let me destroy you completely, from body to mind, destroying you with nothing left."

……

When Zhuang Mingge returned to Saint Laurent in a state of embarrassment, Gremory had already returned. Seeing Zhuang Minge's embarrassment, he was immediately taken aback.

"My master, you have fought against humans. With such a holy and bright power, you seem to be a very powerful angel." Gremory was a little curious. There are actually angels descending in the world that she didn't know about?

"Not an angel, but a Son."

Zhuang Mingge fought against Shengzi just now, and was crushed to the point that his body has already been injured. Although he will recover in time, he even finds it very difficult to breathe now.

The body is very painful, especially the two arms, the pain penetrates into the bone marrow.

"Holy Son, Jesus?" Gremory's eyes flashed endless magic symbols, as if he was calculating something, "It seems that he really didn't return to the Lord's side, but stayed in the world. My son, but he seems to be incomplete at the moment, my master, it is good luck that you can come back."

Zhuang Mingge also felt that he had gotten lucky, if there hadn't been that desperate wail, he might have confessed to being in that place, and he would still be dead without a whole body.

"The body of the Holy Son Jesus was stolen, and the soul was divided into two. Most of them were sleeping in their true identities. Only a small part occupied the body of others, and directed the miracle of resurrection."

Zhuang Mingge calmly told Gremory that he had the real body of the Son Jesus in his hands, so he came to find him.

"I have already destroyed the Guangqiao. It seems that now is not the time to really start a war with the Holy See."

"I know."

Hearing Gremory's words, Zhuang Mingge nodded. If there is no way to deal with the real Son of God, if he proceeds rashly, it may lead to very tragic results.

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but be thankful for his calmness and the timely anti-war wave.

At this moment, Gremory suddenly said: "My master, do you still remember the prophecy I made when we first met?"

"The night is the battlefield. The ferocious enemy can devour everything. He has the power to tear apart the sky. In the midst of holiness and depravity, he will reach the peak."

"White terror is the root of all extinction. The brave man shed tears, and God couldn't bear the misery of the world, so he closed his eyes. Ah, this is the song of destruction, a song of despair."

Zhuang Mingge calmly uttered these two prophecies. (To be continued..)