Poverty makes me capable of anything.

The next moment, a bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket descended and struck the spot where the divine messenger was.

The bright yellow light seemed to have opened a crack in the world.

After the lightning, a torrential downpour began.

Anran's right hand slowly fell.

Countless light bullets followed the trajectory of her fingers, landing one after another on the divine messenger.

No celestial phenomenon could be more spectacular than this.

The sweeping beams descending from the sky are tens of thousands of times more impressive than the light of a lighthouse.

The world's rifts have not narrowed; instead, they have intensified.

Under the intense impact, the lightning in the clouds became increasingly rampant.

The city where the church is located has been completely razed.

At that moment, countless houses turned to dust.

The ground is sinking deeper and deeper.

The Christian believers were stunned and at a loss.

If they had suffered so many blows at the same time, they probably would have been dead long ago.

An Ran turned around, her attention focused on the church.

After opening her domain, she discovered that the church was also a fierce weapon, but she couldn't control it.

"Never mind all that, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Who said the power of ether is weak?

Anran's eyes widened as a storm of ethereal power swept around them.

This storm swept everything in its path, regardless of direction.

Almost everything in sight is collapsing.

Anran had no doubt that this storm could destroy all the ecosystems on a planet's surface in a short period of time.

She saw the three Christian believers as if they were small boats adrift in a storm at sea, having completely lost themselves.

But she was not affected.

An Ran quickly figured it out.

This storm has "eyes".

Anyone with the power of aether will not be affected.

This is true teammate damage immunity!

Ella wasn't feeling too good after eating the crown.

Her body couldn't store ethereal power, and she was about to be blown into the sky when the Silver Moon Knight flashed over and caught Ella's leg.

Oh dear, I saw panties.

Anran pulled Ella directly into the cockpit.

That way, it won't be affected.

"All is well, all is well!"

Upon seeing An Ran, Ella immediately jumped up excitedly.

Huh?

"I feel like you've gained a little weight, Ella. Is this just my imagination?"

Enron is very sensitive to weight.

Ella's weight hasn't changed in a long time.

Anran guessed that this was a balance that had been achieved.

"Because they ate the crown!"

Ella returned to the ground.

"I have new abilities now!"

"What kind of ability is it?" An Ran's eyes lit up.

Ella's magic cannot be explained in just a few words.

"The metal I eat can be converted into energy attacks! And I can transform into all sorts of different things now!"

How many different kinds of things have they become?

Didn't we already have this ability before?

An Ran's doubts didn't last long, because another strange thing happened outside.

The divine messenger proved that his many years of devout faith had not been wasted, and that even being sealed in the void between dimensions was not entirely useless.

The damage numbers that keep appearing in the storm are getting smaller and smaller.

This is definitely not because the divine messenger was on his deathbed.

really.

A hole suddenly appeared in the storm.

It seemed to be an outlet for venting, and all the attacks that were originally heading towards the divine messenger were abruptly reversed halfway and pulled into that void.

A moment later, a hole appeared near the top of the church, and all the attacks that had disappeared earlier spewed out from that hole.

The church was subjected to an unprecedented and fierce attack.

It suddenly found itself in a precarious state.

"how is this possible?"

How was he able to redirect so many attacks?

If he had that ability, he wouldn't have been pinned to the ground and beaten so badly in the first place!

As the raging storm gradually subsided, Anran had no choice but to suspend the network of fire she had woven.

The storm, however, continued to rage.

The divine messenger also rose from the ground.

He was surrounded by a "holy" light, and after a flash, he appeared near the church.

With a casual pull, a pile of spears made up of fragments appears.

An Ran quickly used her detection spell on the abnormal divine messenger.

Amidst a sea of ​​question marks, she spotted a buff called "Holy Descent".

"..."

According to the game, this is the second burst of damage when the BOSS's health drops to a certain level.

An Ran herself experienced a similar effect, but the divine messenger's outburst was somewhat unreasonable.

His first shot made the church shake, and after two shots, a metal block fell down and was safely picked up. A few more shots and the church might collapse.

"Stop him!"

The mechs that had regained control rushed forward in a swarm.

An Ran also mingled in there.

This buff definitely has a duration.

If they can stall for this period, the members of the Holy Church will have no choice but to flee.

"A bunch of ants!"

The divine messenger's eyes flashed with a cold light.

He brought so many people with him; if he can't even get some information, how can he face anyone to talk about his loyalty to the Void?

I might as well find a place to commit suicide.

Therefore, the divine messenger had become ruthless, and he burned his own life.

Trade the future for invincibility in this moment!

While he might not be considered invincible across the entire starry sky, he is invincible within TNA330.

Looking back at that ordinary, one-handed clench.

With a cracking sound, An Ran's sword, which had been unleashed, came to a halt.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

She looked around in surprise and disbelief.

They are falling one after another.

Both the mechs in front of her and those behind her were shattered into pieces.

The winds stirred up by the etheric storm scattered everything.

The world seemed to have quieted down.

At this point, there was nothing or no one in the way.

In the gloomy sky, only the divine messenger and the Silver Moon Knight stood guard.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this situation."

The divine messenger trod through nothingness, walking step by step towards us.

This middle-aged man exudes an overwhelming sense of oppression.

With each step he took, a ripple would appear in the air.

An Ran felt a sudden, inexplicable pang of heart palpitations.

will die.