Chapter 1680
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Just then, an honor guard came over.
Four lizardmen carried a metal palanquin. Roye was sitting on it.
There were also people raising flags in front and behind them. The patterns on those flags were cryptic and strange.
When they reached the crowd, the metal palanquin was lowered.
With the help of the lizardmen, Roye stood up in a charming manner and strolled over.
Crack —
Suddenly, Chen Zhao heard something crack.
He turned to look at Kajar.
The chains on her were shattering.
Very powerful! Kajar's magic increased again.
Right now, she was above Amesha's magic.
She had broken the restraining spell Amesha had put on her.
Two streaks of bloody tears appeared on Kajar's face.
Amesha raised an eyebrow, also surprised.
But she didn't attack. Instead, she took a step back.
"Ah …" Kajar spread her arms and completely broke free.
Kajar's hatred for Amesha and Roye was greater than anything else.
Right now, Kajar's hair was fluttering. A cyclone surrounded her and her clothes whistled.
Fulin stared at Kajar in disbelief.
Where did she get such a powerful magic power?
Kajar raised her arm and aimed her palm at Roye.
A terrifying force shot out from her palm.
Roye didn't move at all. A magic rune appeared before her.
Bang —
The force from Kajar's palm shattered the magic rune before Roye.
Roye's gaze was indifferent. There were still dozens of magic runes surrounding her.
Fulin's face was full of disbelief. Was this the leader of the Satanism?
She was so powerful. Kajar had released such a terrifying magic attack, but she wasn't affected at all.
Roye raised his finger and pointed at Kajal. Two magic runes flew towards her.
The runes landed on Kajar's body and immediately turned into black chains, wrapping around her.
Kajal bellowed and snarled.
The black chains on her body creaked.
"Still not enough?" Roye was surprised.
Another magic rune flew towards Kajel. This time, however, the rune took the form of a looming demon.
The demon hugged Kajar from behind and then its figure gradually faded.
Kajar's struggles became much weaker.
No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free from this restraint.
Fu Lin was already dumbfounded by what he saw.
Was this the strength of a top-notch spiritualist?
Roye walked in front of Kajal and placed his palm on her forehead. "Lost child, I will now give you a chance to return to the right path. Pledge your loyalty to my Lord, and my Lord will erase your hatred and grant you peace."
The ruthlessness and madness on Kajal's body gradually subsided, and her gaze became peaceful.
"What a powerful hypnosis. Come, give me one too."
Chen Zhao suddenly called out. Kakjal perked up and woke up from her daze again.
Roye frowned and turned to look at Chen Zhao. "Who are you? You are not a member of the White Spear Association. "
"I'm from Los Angeles."
"Do you want peace?" Roye walked up to him.
"Yes, yes, I want to." Chen Zhao nodded.
Roye raised his hand and pressed it against Chen Zhao's forehead.
"Those who are lost …"
Suddenly, Chen Zhao raised his head and bit Roye's palm.
"Ah …" Roye screamed. "Let go …"
Crack —
Chen Zhao tore off a piece of flesh from Roye's palm.
Everyone was astonished. Roye hugged his right palm and retreated a few steps, pain on his face.
Chen Zhao spat out the flesh. "Pfft … It's really sour."
Amesha also revealed a look of surprise.
Just then, Chen Zhao broke free from the chains on him.
"Finally, I don't have to pretend anymore … Leader of Satanism, do you know that I've been looking for you for a long time?"
Chen Zhao moved his limbs.
"Amesha!" Roye yelled.
Amesha didn't want to attack.
But she had to do it now.
"Holy Spear!" Amesha spread her arms, and a white magic circle appeared behind her.
A white spear appeared in the center of each array.
The white spear seemed to be real and emitted a white metallic texture.
"Freeze!" Amesha used the same trick and froze Chen Zhao.
The spell was instantly broken, but Chen Zhao didn't dodge.
He tilted his head and looked at Amesha. "Is this the Chinese Freeze spell?"
Chen Zhao hadn't come into contact with it before.
But in the Qingyi Sect's records, there were some special features of the spell.
So, Chen Zhao naturally thought of it.
"Go!" Amesha didn't answer his question. Dozens of white spears shot at Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao reached out and grabbed a white spear, allowing the others to land on him.
These scattered attacks were useless against him.
If Amesha could gather all her magic.
She could give him the power to attack.
Only then could she break his defense.
The white spears that landed on Chen Zhao all dissipated the moment they touched him.
The Constitution of No Attribute worked again.
If it was a pure physical attack, it was more likely to hurt Chen Zhao.
But magic attacks couldn't reach the threshold of the Constitution of No Attribute.
To Chen Zhao, it was like a breeze.
Chen Zhao squeezed the white spear in his hand lightly and it disintegrated.
"Holy Light Bind."
Dozens of white chains extended from the darkness.
Each chain wrapped around Chen Zhao's body. In the blink of an eye, he was tied up like a dumpling.
Chen Zhao was confused. The white chains were also made of magic.
But why didn't they dissipate?
Was it because the spell wasn't offensive?
Chen Zhao raised his arms and the countless white chains were shattered into pieces.
Fulin stared at Chen Zhao in disbelief.
How was this possible?
How could this guy be so strong?
Last time, he'd observed his magic.
It was only the size of a finger, not even one-tenth of his size.
How could he be so strong?
"Remember what I said just now? You can't even hurt me. How can you kill me? "
Fulin and Kajar both thought that Chen Zhao was too arrogant.
This was the headquarters of the Church of Satan.
Was it really okay to be so arrogant here?
As expected, what they were most worried about finally happened.
Large numbers of lizard monsters appeared in all directions.
They were so dense that not even a drop of water could pass through.
Among the lizard monsters, there were also a few huge lizard-like monsters.
These lizard monsters were all more than ten meters long.
If a person with trypophobia was in that situation, they would definitely pass out from fear.
Fulin and Kajar felt their scalps go numb.
How could they fight? They couldn't win at all.
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