As the buzzing sounded again, the ground was instantly cut by cracks that were almost invisible to the naked eye. At the same time, the two punishers were cut into several segments by some force without knowing the situation, and the incisions were extremely smooth...

"Well... this is just like that, otherwise wouldn't this move [Touch of Destiny, Soul, Harvest] upgrade completely meaningless?"

"Ke, La, Su, De! Don't be too arrogant!"

Just as Crasud watched the corpses on the ground gradually disappear, an angry voice suddenly sounded, and then a golden pillar of light suddenly came from his right side, but Crasud just waved his sickle and broke the pillar of light away...

"Godden, finally got better? I've been waiting for a long time. You should thank me for my patience, otherwise you would have gone to the moon three minutes ago."

After Crassud turned around, what caught his eye was Gordon, who was furious. At this time, his whole body was shrouded in a faint golden light. At the same time, his original priest robe also turned into another look. His upper body looked a bit like a swordsman's light armor, and *** was divided into two skirts, and a pair of huge shoulder pads were added on his shoulders. The common feature of these outfits was that they were engraved with countless golden crosses and the standard "sun seal" (that is, the logo of Ellath). However, the biggest change was the extra bishop's dome hat engraved with countless thorns on his head...

"Is that true? Then you will definitely regret the decision you just made!"

After saying that, Gordon quickly raised his arms, then pushed forward with both palms, and suddenly two golden crosses made of light quickly rotated behind him...

"In the name of the Lord! amen!"

boom!

With Gordon shouting, two torrents of pure light elements were suddenly ejected from the centers of the two golden crosses, and Crasud did not avoid it. Instead, he swung his sickle and stretched out his left arm, releasing five black light belts again...

Hissing...

The collision between black and white is not as intense as people imagine. The light element is actually quite "corrosive" to the death element, so the five light belts of Crassud quickly disappeared under the fierce impact of white, but Gordon's attack was blocked...

"Hmph... Since two are not good enough, then there are only five!"

After glanced at the golden cross that quickly dissipated behind him, Gordon immediately spread his hands with five fingers, then slightly stretched his arms out, and in an instant, the five golden crosses appeared on his head side by side again...

"In the name of the Lord! amen!"

Boom...

"Tsk, can you only know this move... Goddess of Death·aria·Guopou·Runflow!"

I saw Crasud holding the sickle at the same time with his arms, and then waved it hard. Suddenly, countless wailing resentment flew out of the sickle with endless hatred for the living. The number really looked like a small river. The fear and terrifying aura quickly swept across the entire battlefield with the rushing river of ghosts and the wailing sound that pierced the soul...

Hissing...

Soon, the River of Ghost collided with the Light Rapid, but the result of this collision was obviously beyond Crasud's expectations. The River of Ghost, which seemed to be able to devour everything, was completely vulnerable in front of the Light Rapid. In just one second, the Elemental Rapid broke through the River of Ghost and rushed straight to Crasud...

boom!

At the last moment, Crassud stretched out his right arm and spread his palm slightly, but then the surging element of light swallowed him instantly. The violent explosion stirred up smoke and dust in the sky. Many punishers even cheered, but Gordon's face was still solemn, because he knew very well that as long as the undead on the field still existed, it meant that Crassud was not dead...

"Thut! Damn it! It seems that the soul energy has not been absorbed enough, and it seems that relying on the Skeleton Tower alone is not enough. At that time, at least a small town is needed, not... a living person from a city will sacrifice my new life [Hug of Death]."

As Crasud's extremely annoyed and angry voice resounded throughout the battlefield, the cheering punishers were stunned. When the smoke and dust dissipated, Crasud's black figure appeared in front of everyone almost intact. The power of this attack was definitely not small, and even the ground around him was cut off a layer... But when everyone saw the faint ghost wall in front of Crasud, they naturally knew what had happened just now.

"The first battle at the fourth level is so embarrassing, damn it! Damn it!! I must tear you all apart!"

When Crassud saw a little bit of anxiety mark on his right arm, he immediately let out a trembling roar. Then he spread his arms and stared at Gordon tightly. With the grinding sounds that made Gordon creepy, the flame in Crassud's eyes began to change color, and gradually turned from the original green to the blue. As the soul flame changed, the cloak on Crassud's body began to bulge without wind...

Swish...

Suddenly, as the cloak on Crasud's body whipped slightly again, the soil under his feet seemed to have been "eated" by something, and quickly disappeared. In an instant, a perfect pit about two meters deep appeared at Crasud's feet. Why is it said to be perfect? ​​Because the pit wall of the pit was extremely smooth, just like a standard spherical surface...

"This is...ahem, what a rich dead spirit. Do you have a dead soul well on your body?"

Seeing such a strange scene, Gordon was shocked, but before he could say a few words, he was choked by a strong and suffocating death aura. When he noticed the surroundings, he found that there were no living plants and trees within a hundred meters around. The earth had long turned into a cracked land of blue and gray. He also noticed a very terrifying fact, that is, the bodies of the punisher who had not been wiped away by the system and had a complete body began to transform into undead. This is very terrifying, because in theory, death aura takes a long time to transform the corpse into undead, unless it is in a place that is rich enough to be violent, such as the Death Soul Well...

"Dead Soul Well? Hehe~~~what is that? Now I will let you see the true meaning and true, horror of death."

"Speak less nonsense! In the name of the Lord! amen!"

Knowing that he could not give the other party too many plans, Gordon summoned twenty golden crosses at once. However, with the appearance of those crosses, the golden crosses on his transformed priest robe suddenly decreased by half, and the light also dimmed a lot. However, facing Gordon's skill that illuminated the entire battlefield, Crassud did not move any movement and was still floating quietly in the spot, but his eyes burning with soul flames seemed to be staring at the other party...

boom……

Twenty rapids attacked Crassud with a majestic momentum. The rolled up air waves could lift the remaining ferrymen aside. Even this attack even noticed Yue Yulou in the air. So under the attention of everyone, Crassud welcomed Gordon's killing attack...

call out……

But what happened later shocked many players. The twenty fierce waves that were enough to kill ghost dragons in seconds suddenly began to shrink sharply when they rushed to two meters away from Crasud. The light column, which was originally thick, shrank to a thick arm's thickness the moment it entered the range of two meters of Crasud. Then, every inch of the push, the fierceness shrank by more than half. When it was finally one meter away from Crasud, there were only some light spots left...

"What the hell is this?"

"This is the true meaning of death~~! Any death is actually a decay. The living decays into the dead, the stone decays into the soil, and the earth decays into nothingness... Nothing can escape this category, even pure energy cannot do it, do you understand?"

Crassud looked at Gordon with his head tilted, and then his jaw slightly opened, as if he was silently mocking him...

"Hmph! Bluffing, I don't believe that your [Spiritual Awakening] can be used again in such a short time! In the name of the Lord! amen!"

As Gordon suddenly spread his arms, more than thirty golden crosses appeared around Crassud, and the priest robe on Gordon also changed back to its original appearance in that moment, but the golden crosses on his body disappeared...

"Don't you understand yet?"

More than thirty rapids surged towards Crasud, but Crasud just turned his head and looked at the crosses, and the scene that followed was still the same as before, as if two meters around Crasud was an absolute penalty area at this time, and nothing could be approached...

"I am death itself at this time!"

As he finished speaking, Crasud rushed forward suddenly, and the sickle in his hand, with endless wailing of the resentful spirits, quickly slashed at Gordon, who was already poor in front of him...

"Soul Slash!"

Swish...

Suddenly, pages of book full of light golden prayers instantly surrounded Gordon, and the same was true for those punishers. The owner of the page was actually known for his impulse [Hot Wind] Teresa.

"Crassud, we will definitely get the account today!"

"Damn woman!"

Crassud slashed the sickle to Gordon in front of him, but he was one step slower. Finally, looking at the pages of spontaneous combustion in the sky, Crassud grinded his teeth hard, and then slowly walked to the place where there was a living person in front of him. He now needs to use more life to vent his anger...

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Chapter completed!