Strangely, the green ashes called [Black Ash] that were fluttering in the air like snowflakes started to distort unnaturally.
All of the Black Ash that approached Eight-cloud Ink started to deviate due to an inexplicable resistance.
The winged girl's eyes were filled with excitement and fanatical possessiveness. She looked at Eight Cloud Ink, who appeared like a flower on a high mountain due to the surge of demonic power, and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth that she could not help but drool.
Her wings didn't even show any signs of flapping, and the girl appeared in front of Eight-cloud Ink at a speed that broke through the sound barrier.
The five fingers of her right hand opened slightly, and the demonic energy released from her fingertips formed a sharp claw that could easily cut through the hardest metal. The girl mercilessly stabbed her sharp claw into Eight-cloud Ink's chest.
In an instant, Eight-cloud Ink grabbed the girl's slender wrist, and the demonic energy that had been waiting for a long time suddenly exploded. After the girl was sent flying, she released a sky full of demonic paper needles to chase after her.
The girl in the air flapped her wings, and a magic shield with a geometric pattern blocked the countless demonic paper needles. The girl raised her hands at the same time, and a ball of light that was more dazzling than the sun appeared above her palms.
The girl waved her hands downwards, and the ball of light whizzed towards Eight-cloud Ink.
She raised her right hand and opened the umbrella.
The ball of light hit the surface of the [Ninth Heaven] umbrella.
The light of the explosion instantly filled the entire plain. After the light scattered, what followed was a roar that was enough to shatter everything and a terrifying shockwave.
When everything dissipated, the wasteland that used to have some burning broken trees had completely turned into a wasteland with nothing left.
The girl's pupils suddenly shrank.
On the ground, Eight-cloud Ink stood there holding an oil-paper umbrella, unharmed.
"Oh? You're fine? "
The young girl opened her mouth and finally put away her playful mood.
"Unknown superior race, I apologize for my previous rudeness. I shouldn't have wanted to take your head just because I was interested."
"Hmm?"
Eight-cloud Ink suddenly looked at the girl in the sky strangely.
Why did she suddenly become like this? Did this girl change her personality?
However, it turned out that Eight-cloud Ink was still too young.
The girl suddenly pointed at Eight-cloud Ink and said with an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers, "You are an existence that is a threat that I must eliminate. I, Gillian, hereby declare that I will accept your head, not for interest or collection, but for the honor of my Lord!"
A spear of light appeared in her open hand out of thin air. The girl named Gilliel began to charge towards Eight-cloud Ink.
If there were no obstructions, Gopril would launch close to a hundred shots at Eight-cloud Ink in less than a thousandth of a second.
However —
Gypsy, who was roaring forward, suddenly stopped.
His body strangely stopped in mid-air.
Immediately after, a huge suction force came from below, and Gillian smashed into the ground at a speed close to that of Universe 3.
"Boom —!!!"
In the realm of motion and stillness, when fully exerted, he could forcibly modify or even erase the motion parameters between the target and the current space, making the target in a completely static state in a designated space, or in a motion state specified by Eight-cloud Ink.
"Cough, cough … Cough …"
Lying at the bottom of the pit that was dozens of meters deep, Gilliel struggled to raise her arm.
"How … could …?"
There were no elven fluctuations, and she did not sense the Elven Corridor's reaction.
However, in that instant, she had indeed suffered a strange, non-physical attack.
The Skywing girl could only think of magic.
However, what she could not understand was why she did not sense the Elven Corridor's response to the elves' operation.
Flapping her wings, Gilliel, who had lost an arm, flew back into the sky.
Looking down at her severed right arm that was unnaturally twisted and bleeding from the wound, Gilliel recalled the situation when she had fought against the superior races, Fantasy Breeds, Giants, and Dragon Fairies.
Although she had won back then, she had suffered even more severe injuries than now, and she had been forced to apply for a Repair Technique.
Gilliel's gaze turned grave as she attempted to analyze the inexplicable attack she had just received.
"Can you tell me what happened just now?"
"No."
Eight-cloud Ink did not hesitate to reject her.
Gilliel's beautiful eyes widened slightly, as if this was the first time she had met someone who had so mercilessly rejected her request. She could not help but be disappointed. "Huh? Why?! "
"Because villains die from talking too much. Although I don't think I'm a villain."
As she spoke, Eight-cloud Ink took out a rune card.
The moment she saw the rune card, the intuition of the Skywings made Gilliel immediately raise her body higher.
Without hesitation, Gopril raised her uninjured arm up high.
Her fingers quickly moved in the sky above her head, and a complicated and huge wheel of light was quickly drawn.
The elves that had been forcibly extracted from the atmosphere and the planet were constantly being compressed and condensed.
The glowing elves in Gilliel's hand formed a shaky and ever-changing 'gun'.
Unlike the previous guns of light, this gun emitted a destructive aura.
Skystrike.
The Skywings transformed all the structures in their bodies into nerves connected to the Elven Corridor, constantly absorbing energy from the Elven Corridor's source flow and turning it into their own power.
This was the strongest attack of the Skywings.
Gilliel did not understand what the rune card in Eight-cloud Ink's hand was, but the war intuition bestowed upon her by the God of War made her subconsciously feel that if she did not immediately use her strongest attack now, she would not have the chance to launch another attack.
A vortex of energy condensed at the tip of the 'gun', and at the same time that the rune card in Eight-cloud Ink's hand began to glow, Gilliel threw the 'gun' in her hand.
In the first few seconds, on the ground, with Eight-cloud Ink as the center, a white radiance instantly erupted.
All sound disappeared in an instant, and only the constantly expanding radiance silently and rapidly spread out.
Like the sun, the radiance splashed in all directions and soared into the sky, piercing through the red sky covered in a layer of powder.
The ground gradually curled up, and together with the sky above, it was distorted into a huge vortex. This was a unique phenomenon caused by highly condensed energy.
In this strange and quiet environment, Eight-cloud Ink's voice suddenly rang out.
"Eight-cloud Blue Roller Washing Machine, move out! Go, Eight-cloud Ball! "
Under Gilliel's incredulous gaze, a bright yellow figure suddenly appeared.
Before she could react, the yellow figure slammed into Gopril.
Only then did Gilliel, who was sent flying, see that it was actually a very strange 'Beastman'.
It looked like a human girl, but it had nine large yellow furry tails.
Eight-cloud Blue curled her legs, bent her waist, and hugged her knees. Her body constantly rotated up and down in the air, at the same time releasing a barrage of bullets that sealed off Gilliel from various angles.
After sealing off Gopril's dodging space, Blue watched as the latter exploded violently due to triggering the bullet comments. She stretched her body and looked angrily at Yakumo Mo as she rebuked.
"Young Master Mo! Eight-cloud Ball is too rude! Too rude! "
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