As soon as he leaped out of the flames, Klein, who was wearing a golden glove on his left hand, saw two points of light in his vision grow from small to large, from dim to bright, as if lightning were suddenly tearing across the sky.
After using the "Paper Figurine Substitute" to attract the attention of "Steel"
"Ah!" "Steel" Maveti suddenly screamed miserably, as if someone had inserted a knife into his head and was stirring his grayish-white brain. The pain burst from the depths of his soul and instantly filled all his thoughts At the same time, his mystical powers burst forth instinctively, turning into a hurricane and swirling around him.
Beautifully dreamlike snow began to fall in the air, transparent crystalline ice spread outward across the ground, trees on both sides of the road instantly became hung with sharp white edges, and then withered rapidly, revealing obvious signs of decay.
The lingering resentful spirits were awakened one after another, whimpering, sobbing, screaming, dyeing the vicinity a pale and oppressive color.
Klein naturally fell from the air, the glove on his left hand blossoming with brilliant light like the direct rays of the sun.
He spread his arms, leaned back, as if embracing something.
The moment his heels touched the cold, threatening ground, a pure, blazing, massive pillar of light descended from above.
This holy radiance enveloped "Steel" Maveti, illuminating his dark skin, solid muscles, and curly hair like individual steel pellets.
Priest of Light, "Holy Light"!
Silently, Maveti's expression twisted even further, and the skin on his surface showed obvious signs of melting.
At this moment, he was like a candle thrown into a burning fireplace.
Compared to the merely corrupted and out-of-control Bishop Miller, as a "Living Corpse," he was more suppressed when facing similar attacks and suffered much more severe damage!
The falling snow stopped, the ice on the ground melted rapidly, and the trees covered with sharp white edges revealed their natural brown color.
This grandiose pillar of light undoubtedly caught the attention of "Blood Thorn" Huntley and Skaul. The former's expression abruptly changed, his hand reached into his hidden pocket, intending to pull out casting materials to rescue "Steel" Maveti from his position of height advantage Just at this moment, a crow entirely made of flames leaped into his field of vision.
One, two, three... Countless fire crows, like crimson stars, filled Huntley's vision. They came from all directions, flapping their wings, dense and burning hot.
Huntley's heart trembled, his gaze almost froze. His hand immediately changed direction and grabbed another material.
Swish!
He tossed a cluster of fine, pale blue powder above himself, and muttered in Ancient
The powder instantly expanded into deep blue waves, sweeping outward.
They met the fire crows, hissing and sizzling, creating a large amount of white mist.
The exploding waves of fire had already calmed down slightly. Through the residual crimson, Skaul saw "Steel" Maveti, whose skin was melting like wax and whose flesh was dissolving inch by inch. He also saw the unfamiliar man in a black cloak, standing sideways to him.
He was not panicked. Like a cold-blooded venomous snake deprived of that emotion, he calmly raised his arm and suddenly pressed down with both palms.
In an instant, he saw the young man with a gaunt face and cold expression become heavier and slower, as if his wings for flight had been broken. "Steel" Maveti began to struggle and roll over to avoid the second round of "Holy Light."
Immediately after, Skaul found that the target had lost all weight and thickness, turning into a thin paper figurine once again, pressed to the ground by an invisible force, immersed in the muddy slush after the melting ice and snow.
Klein emerged from another position, continuously rubbing his right thumb and middle finger together, snapping them three times as he rushed forward.
Snap! Snap! Snap! The dark gold brooch in the shape of a sunbird on his chest flashed repeatedly, adding the power of purification to the air bullets Bang, bang, bang! These three bullets, closely packed and extremely fast, successively hit the still slow-moving "Steel" Maveti, striking his right chest, penetrating his half-melted skin and flesh, creating an exaggerated, gruesome wound, with golden flames spreading around.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! Skaul threw one scalpel after another, but they were all dodged by Klein due to his acrobatic and agile evasions.
At this time, "Steel" Maveti had recovered. He pushed off the ground with his hand, stood up again, and charged straight at the enemy, intending to utilize his best close-quarters combat ability and the strange peculiarity of his body of not fearing beatings.
Another layer of ice condensed under his feet, and his fist had already taken on a rotting smell.
Then, he once again saw two bolts of lightning shoot out like bullets from Klein's deep brown eyes, shining into his own pupils.
"Steel" Maveti instinctively raised his head, clenched his teeth, with blood seeping from his nostrils, mouth, and ears, mixed with the previously melted skin While firing the air bullet, Klein had already changed the grazing soul.
It was still the "Interrogator," still "Spiritual Piercing"!