Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 278 The two pillars of the Vatican appear!
Pale flames swirled around Dais's sickle. As his fingertips slightly raised, the flames suddenly leaped from the tip of the blade and spread fiercely!

A blazing flame over a hundred meters high burst out from the ground, surrounding Duma and Dais and separating them from the battlefield with the rest of the people.

Witnessing this scene, Duma spread his wings slightly and landed leisurely. His eyes penetrated the werewolf coat and went straight to Des, who exuded the aura of the ancient Greek god of death.

"You want to challenge me alone?"

"I need a cherubim's head for my collection."

"You know, tens of thousands of years ago, even the real Olympian God of Death, Sanatus, was far less powerful than me."

"I told you, I need a cherubim's head for my collection."

".Turns out it's a stupid wolf."

Duma raised a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth, his body did not move at all, he just raised his eyelids slightly.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light gushed out from the ground, trying to swallow Dais!
boom--!
Facing this sudden attack, Dais seemed to have been prepared. He quickly intertwined the sickles in his hands and chopped down suddenly, actually cutting off the seemingly invisible beam of light!

The scattered beams of light bombarded the dark sky, causing continuous explosions that were deafening!
But more red lights carrying a breath of destruction shot towards Dais from all directions. This time, no matter how he defended, he could hardly avoid this intensive attack.

Dais' wolf-like mouth opened into a cold smile, and his cloaked figure instantly became ethereal, turning into an illusory existence, which was within sight but out of reach. Any energy attack that touched his body was like touching the void, passing through in vain without leaving any scar!

The next moment, Dais's figure flashed and turned into countless clones, each of which held a sickle and rushed towards Duma at an incredible speed.

These clones alternate between real and virtual, and each one possesses the same power as the original. When any attack is about to touch him, his body will turn into a virtual state as before and dodge it perfectly.

They gathered from all directions, forming a black vortex of death around Duma.

However, facing this overwhelming attack, Duma's face remained calm as water. His fingertips lightly stroked the void, and in an instant, the entire battlefield environment changed according to his will.

The originally solid rock ground instantly turned into mud, trapping many of Dais' clones deeply and making them unable to move.

Although his clone dematerialized in time and escaped the restraint of the ground, when the sickle was about to touch Duma, Dais was shocked to find that this sure-hit attack missed!
Countless transparent silk threads tightly wrapped around his body. In his sight, everything around him seemed to be reversed. His clones disappeared one by one, and the sickle was slowly retracted.

By the time he reacted, he had returned to his original place. There were no energy shocks coming from all directions, and the ground had returned to its previous rocky state. Only the white flames surrounding him and Duma proved that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

"Time travel?"

Dais spat on the ground in dissatisfaction. The guy opposite was obviously a devil, but he used moves that only archangels could use.

Duma on the opposite side did not change his position from beginning to end. Since the beginning of the battle, he just raised his eyelids and moved his fingers to easily break the opponent's offensive.

With an indescribable calmness on his face, he gave Dais his final advice: "For Hades' sake, I'll give you one last chance. Return to where you belong. Hell is not a place for you gods of death."

"whispering sound"

Dai Si grinned disdainfully, "If this is all you have, then you'd better wait for your own death to come."

After saying this, he launched another fierce attack, his sickle drawing a brilliant silver track in the air, and each strike contained a terrifying power that was enough to deprive a god of his vitality.

Faced with Dais's intensive offensive, Duma shook his head helplessly, then raised his fingers, ready to use his ability to travel back in time again.

This time, he planned not to give Dais any chance to breathe. Once he pulled the opponent back to the past, he would immediately launch an offensive and cut off Dais's head with the fastest speed and simplest way!

At this critical moment, the sickle in Dais's hand suddenly caught fire. The white flame was like the hellish fire in the depths of the underworld, hot and evil!
The sickle was swung violently in the air, directly cutting off the timeline that Duma was trying to construct, as if splitting time and space itself into two!
In this sudden change, the sharp blade reappeared like a ghost and quickly swept across Duma's neck!

A black life force flowed out from the wound on Duma's neck. It was as if it was cursed and could not be healed. He could only watch helplessly as the life force dissipated bit by bit.

There was a flash of rage in Duma's eyes. He never thought that he would be hurt so easily.

Just as Dais was preparing to pursue the victory, countless chains suddenly burst out from the air and tightly wrapped around his body like a python, binding him firmly in place.

The chains shone with black divine power, and even if Ren Dais made his body virtual, he could not break free from them.

But the furious Duma did not stop there. He suddenly spread his wings and soared into the sky. The entire sky seemed to be shrouded by his will.

He just put his hands together, muttered an ancient spell, and then pulled hard!
He actually pulled out a long sword made of pure light from the void. The sword light was as black as ink, emitting a strong sense of brutality and malice!

Duma swung his sword at Dais who was bound below. Wherever the sword passed, the space was split into two, as if it could cut off all the restraints and obstacles in the world!

"Fuck, all the moves this birdman uses are from an angel!"

Dais cursed helplessly. At this moment, the lightsaber was approaching him and his scalp was numb. If he was hit, he would be split in half!

He no longer cared about retaining his strength, and his body suddenly expanded countless times, instantly becoming as huge as a mountain. He tore apart the chains covered with divine power, and the two sickles crossed in the air, blocking Duma's black lightsaber!

The collision between the two made a deafening sound, and even Satan's black domain trembled. This scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone outside the flames.

Rango looked at the Death Wolf in shock, which had become even bigger than Malphite. The guy was holding two sickles and was fighting with Duma. No matter what moves Duma used, Dais could take them one by one with ease, seemingly extremely nervous.

From his point of view, Dai Si was actually tied with Duma!

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Rango's face was full of emotion. He knew that none of the guys he had gathered were there to do nothing.

A character from an animation can actually fight back and forth with a fallen angel of the same level as Lucifer.
Thinking of this, he looked down at Beelzebub, who was being held tightly in his arms with his head pinched tightly, and said jokingly:
"Don't you love turning into a fly? Keep changing!"

"If you have the guts, take your hands off me!" Beelzebub fought back angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

Compared with the fierce battle between Des and Duma, Beelzebub, who was targeted by Rango, was in tears at the moment.

His moves were like tickling Rango, and apart from slowing him down slightly, they did not cause any harm at all.

However, Rango's blue fist could easily break his defense and devour his vitality and divine power through intensive attacks.

After only a few hundred rounds, Beelzebub's vitality was devoured by nearly half, and his combat effectiveness plummeted, becoming weaker and weaker.

So he endured the opponent's attack with all his might, accumulating strength, trying to kill Rango with one blow. The energy impact containing countless divine powers directly tore a wound several dozen centimeters long on Rango's chest.

But before he could be happy for a few seconds, the wound healed itself in the blink of an eye!
Then, he was greeted by Rango's serious punch, which not only defeated him, but also humiliated him by holding him under his arm.

Rango had no interest in the psychological activities of his defeated opponent, but this battle sounded a wake-up call for him: the body of the giant god is not invincible, and the charged attack of the fallen angel can also break his flesh.

If it weren't for the self-healing ability provided by the venom, he might have really fallen into the hands of Beelzebub, the "fly".

Then, Rango's palm, which was shining with blue light, directly covered Beelzebub's face and began to absorb his power.

Beelzebub's body twitched instantly, his eyes full of fear, he struggled desperately, but it was like being bound by an iron hoop, unable to escape. Taking this opportunity, Rango glanced around the battlefield, only to see Lucifer fighting alone with Abaddon and Mostima, two fallen angels.

He was originally lazy but now he was like a god of war, using all kinds of extraordinary abilities at will, and beating the two men back step by step.

With Duma being restrained by Dais and Beelzebub severely injured by Rango, the two could only passively defend themselves and look to Satan for help.

But Satan didn't seem to have any intention of helping, he just gently opened his mouth and spit out his tongue. Then, endless evil spirits emerged from the surrounding dark area and joined the battlefield.

And Satan's figure disappeared directly into the air.

Faced with the overwhelming evil spirits, Quigmar and others showed no fear.

The mudslide rolled in, bullets containing demon-killing power flew everywhere, Toothless was spitting lightning and fire in the air, and Venomous Teddy also launched an offensive, and together they resisted the first wave of attacks from the evil spirits.

“Bang bang bang bang—”

The fighting style of Quagma and Old Joe is completely different from that of other people on the battlefield. They each hold a peculiarly shaped machine gun. These machine guns are filled with bullets engraved with mysterious patterns. Every bullet will instantly burn the evil spirit into ashes when it hits it.

But the number of these evil spirits was as boundless as the tide. Even after they fired fiercely, countless evil spirits still continued to approach them.

Witnessing this spectacular and heart-pounding scene, Quagma decisively gave his demon-killing machine gun to Old Joe to dual-wield, allowing him to play the role of Rambo in a wheelchair.

"Teddy! Come and help us, I need to change my weapon!" Quigmar said as he opened his briefcase again and began to grope around.

Teddy, his whole body covered in venom, bounced out from the group of evil spirits and stood directly in front of Quigma.

The black mucus on his head faded quickly, revealing Teddy's true face. He shouted anxiously: "You'd better think of a way quickly, man, there are too many of these guys!"

"Don't worry, don't worry..."

Without even looking up, Quigmar waved his hand, then he took out a black iron box from his bag and quickly put it on his back. There were two iron pipes extending from both sides of the iron box, which he held tightly in his hands.

"Wotefa?" Teddy couldn't help cursing when he saw this. "It's already this hour, and you're still in the mood to spray pesticides?!"

"Pesticides? You country bumpkin!"

Quagma held up the iron pipes on both sides and said proudly, "This is called a 'proton backpack'. It is a high-tech product developed by the ghostbusters team recently formed in the cabin. It can... well, anyway, you just need to know that this thing is very powerful. It can easily eliminate these evil spirits."

"Is this true?" Teddy looked doubtful.

During this period of time, he and Venom had already killed thousands of evil spirits, but it had no substantial effect at all. After being cut in half, these evil spirits were able to continue to recover. If he had known it would be so boring, he would have stayed outside like Winnie.

"Open your eyes and watch!"

After Quigmar finished speaking, he raised the pipes in both hands, pointed them forward, and pressed the button on the handle heavily.

boom--!
A powerful recoil force came instantly, followed by two purple electric currents like giant pythons gushing out of the tube.

Any evil spirits that came into contact with this electric current would be instantly electrocuted and turned into wisps of green smoke, which dissipated directly into the air!
“Fakeye——!”

Quagma laughed wildly and waved the two materialized electric currents vigorously.

At this moment, he was like holding two mops covered with manure, invincible on the battlefield. He beat a large number of enemies around him, and the remaining evil spirits did not dare to rush up easily.

Yumi also flew to Old Joe at this time, opened the magic book, and poured out all the holy bullets stored in it. She quickly installed these bullets in the ammunition box.

With these more powerful bullets and Quagma's firepower support, the number of evil spirits on the battlefield was instantly reduced by more than half.

They either turned into ashes or became wisps of green smoke and disappeared completely.

Even Lucifer and others who were in the middle of the battle, when they encountered these holy bullets passing by, they avoided them narrowly with a nervous look on their faces.

The terrifying lethality of these bullets can be seen from this.

But their joy did not last long. From the dark and boundless area around them, endless evil spirits emerged again, like a surging sea of ​​evil spirits, sweeping across the entire battlefield again.

“Shit…” Teddy saw this and hurriedly pushed the Quagma beside him and shouted anxiously, “Hurry up and increase the power, there are more of them this time!”

Quigmar nodded fearlessly, and quickly touched the bottom edge of the proton backpack behind him to make some adjustments. Then, the two originally thick purple currents were filled again, becoming more dazzling, eye-catching, and thicker!
"It's just an evil spirit. There's nothing to be afraid of. You guys take a rest first. I'll..."

Quagma was ready to rush out to continue clearing out this sea of ​​evil spirits with confidence, but suddenly, his voice stopped.

I saw that the electric current shooting out of the tube suddenly twitched a few times and then disappeared completely.

Quagma immediately turned to look at Teddy and asked seriously, "Is there an outlet? The backpack is out of power."

"Insert it into a socket?"

Teddy looked around in confusion and asked in disbelief, "You want me to find you a socket in hell to charge your phone?"

"If there is no socket, the sun will do. This backpack has a solar charging panel, which will work."

"Get out of here!"

Teddy pushed Quagma away, then shouted loudly to Rango who was sucking Beelzebub's life force in the distance, and waved for help.

On the other side, seeing that they were about to be surrounded by endless evil spirits, Rango couldn't help but frown.

Even though Beelzebub was being controlled, he was still struggling violently, trying to break free. If Rango went to help Teddy and the others, this guy would definitely escape in the chaos.

This time, he finally managed to completely absorb a great demon at the level of a Hell Lord. Looking at the progress bar on his wrist that was constantly advancing, his heart was suddenly filled with confusion.

"I told you all to hide outside!"

Rango shook his head helplessly, holding Beelzebub and preparing to burst out to help Teddy and the others resist the attack of the evil spirits.

But at this moment, in the Satanic realm that was originally full of nothingness and darkness, there suddenly came an earth-shaking sound of reading the Bible!

"The path of justice, surrounded by tyrannical evil men, guides the weak in the name of charity and kindness."

“Blessed is he who passes through the ways of darkness, for he watches over his fellows and seeks out those who have strayed.”

"I will exact revenge on those who dare to harm my companions!"

"Then they will know my name - Amos!"

As the words fell, the endless evil spirits all wailed in pain, turned into wisps of green smoke, and finally disappeared.
(End of this chapter)