Chapter 954 Gretel: Snake God, I Have One Too! Let’s Go Out for a Big Meal!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Boom!"
The continuous explosions startled the people in Titland who had already flown some distance back after the handover.
As soon as I turned around, I saw that half of the field was filled with black mist, and on the other half, Gretel was holding a staff with a cold face, and kept going forward, bang, bang, bang...
It is better to use your remaining courage to chase the poor bandits, not to use your reputation as an academic overlord.
The opponent's combat level is estimated to be between level 13 and 14, and may reach level 15. At such a high level, one wave of fireballs can't kill you. Even two or three waves of fireballs probably can't kill you——
After fighting with a certain bishop of the Glorious Holy See, he was almost destroyed by someone using divine magic;
And after fighting with a certain swordsman from the Glorious Holy See, the opponent held his arm bone and launched a death charge;
Gretel is very self-aware of his own attack power.
Big fireball, big fireball, super big fireball, super super big fireball!
From time to time, there will be another lightning chain, lightning net, and lightning ring!
According to previous lives, thunder and lightning and flames are most effective in destroying evil. And in this world, for the forces of darkness, death, poison, and plague...
The strongest restraint is the holy power of radiant nature, followed by the power of thunder and lightning flames controlled by the plastic energy system!
Although you are a high-level spell caster, you underestimate the enemy first, your spell casting methods are rough, and your attributes are restrained by me. I also have Cerela as a backup, so you can definitely fight a dozen!
Of course, the premise is that I don’t underestimate the enemy and don’t relax... By the way, since the sacred white light has the strongest ability to destroy evil, how about replacing nitroglycerin with aluminum magnesium powder?
Boom boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!
Nilka was blown to the point of collapse. The young magician controlled fire and lightning as if they were endless. Every time it explodes, the black mist and snake hair outside the body shrink back -
"boom!"
here we go again. The light of the fire was as bright as day, shining through the black fog and shining straight in. It stung the snake's hair and closed its eyes tightly, curling up in discomfort. Nilka had to bite the tip of her tongue again and spit out a mouthful of black blood:
"puff!"
The black mist was moistened by blood and surged again, barely blocking the rolling waves of fire outside the body. Nilka frowned, clenched his fist and pressed his chest:
She has vomited black blood three times in a row!
Her undead body's blood could no longer recover on its own, and every vomit was missing! After spitting it out, it takes at least a year to sacrifice to the snake god and absorb the power of moonlight and death before it can slowly gather!
"Stop...stop..."
she shouted weakly. Far far away, black clouds rolled around Titlan, and several golden eagle warriors flapped their wings and came quickly:
"Stop! Stop fighting!—Don't hurt anyone!"
Grete said nothing, holding the liquid nitrogen test tube in his left hand, and took out two more test tubes with his right hand, pointing forward. A wall of purple-white fire rushed forward, sweeping away the black fog from the field and advancing to the vicinity of Nilka.
Then, the two sides of the fire wall merged to form a perfect circular ring of fire, with blazing flames surrounding her. Although the radius was still three to five meters, Priest Titland rushed nearby and was still five or six meters away from the ring of fire when he was forced to breathe hard.
"I didn't hurt anyone." Grete replaced two new test tubes and stood in the shield, refusing to show his head no matter what. He just added a loudspeaker spell to himself, letting his cold voice spread throughout the audience:
"This Priestess of Nilka... she said personally that she wants me to see the power of the female snake, so please ask her to also see the power of the magician. Don't worry, the black mist stopped in front of me just now, and now the fire Huan, I won’t strangle her either.”
"But she's dying!" Priest Titlan was supported by two golden eagle warriors, flying low over the top of the ring of fire, and then passing low again. I tried several times to save people, but the purple-white flames rose fiercely and only reached two stories high, and could no longer come down.
In the ring of fire, the familiar, dark aura of the snake god became weaker and weaker. Priest Titlan knows that if this continues, even if Nilka's life can be saved, she will be knocked down to the level of a mid-level priestess——
"Please let her go... Dear Son of God, please let her go quickly!" She hurriedly whispered a few words and was held up by two Golden Eagle warriors before she was stopped in front of Grete. Adjust your skirt and bow deeply:
"We female snakes are people who walk between life and death! If the injury is too serious, she will no longer be able to walk between life and death. When the time comes, she will directly return to the kingdom of death!"
"Her aura is getting weaker and weaker...it seems like she is really going to die!" Cerela whispered in the spiritual connection. Gretel sighed and waved his hand slightly. The fire wall technique quietly dissipated, and the ground was scorched black and turned into a glass texture.
In the scorched blackness, Nilka lay curled up in a ball. At this moment, the clothes on this rich and beautiful female snake were completely scorched black, and her appearance was hideous and terrifying.
The exposed skin on the face, hands, and all was rising and falling, as if there were countless little snakes crawling underneath, struggling to get out of the skin:
"No! Snake God! Great Snake God!" She rolled on the ground subconsciously, raised her arms high, and embraced the sky:
"Spare me! Spare me! Spare me - no, no..."
"What's going on?" Grete stood on tiptoes, walked over carefully, and watched from a distance. He agreed to take him as a hostage, but he really just wanted to embarrass the other party and had no intention of killing the person. After all, Lin En was still in the other party's hands:
"Is she dying? Is there any way to save her?"
His healing techniques are all positive energy. If they hit the undead, they will die faster, right?
"The snake god's power is out of control." The Titlan priestess had a serious face, knelt down from a distance, and stretched out her hand to her colleagues. A wisp of black mist spread out from her fingertips and floated quietly towards Nilka. As soon as he got close, a snake jumped up and swallowed him.
"ah--!"
Nilka screamed heartbreakingly. Titlan shook his head slightly and took half a step back on his knees:
"No, I can't comfort her... The power of the snake god and her own power are out of balance in her... We have to save her unless..."
"Unless the power of the snake god is taken away?" Gretel asked. Seeing the other party nodding hesitantly, he thought for a moment, took hold of the oak staff, and cautiously took a few steps closer. Cerela followed him step by step, ready to defend him at any time:
Be careful!
Don't get bitten by a snake!
Grete had no intention of getting any closer. He slowly crossed the oak staff, held the tail of the staff, and pushed the head forward. In the green mist, the small trees continued to stretch and stretch, two meters, three meters, four meters...
Finally, a black and white shadow jumped up from the head of the staff, rushed directly to Nilka, and quickly sank deep into the hair.
"It's delicious! It's delicious!" Deep in Grete's consciousness, the crazy joy of the contracted spirit snake came:
“It’s delicious, it’s delicious, it’s delicious, it’s delicious—”
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