Chapter 251 - Azraels Wrath (1/2)

“Oh? Is he really dead, even losing his soul?”

Jonathan stepped on Wang Bugui’s body, whispered to himself, and then looked at Hanae Chiou, saying, “It’s horrible, isn’t it?”

“Ugh!”

Chiou’s eyes were bloodshot. There was a powerful force rushing out of her body, constantly making her free from the Blood Spear, black nails and blood daggers on her body.

“What?!”

Jonathan was shocked. He didn’t expect the other side to have such hidden power. He immediately put away the Forbidden Book, and then lunged forward with the Longinus.

“Clang!”

But Chiou directly released a black force, bouncing away the holy lance in front of her. At the same time, there was another powerful force bursting out of her body, bringing down all soul-attacking magic tools.

“Damn!”

Jonathan gritted his teeth and tried his best to release the curse power of the holy lance, intending to kill this woman’s soul. But the black force was so powerful that it swallowed the curse immediately.

“You!!! How dare you !!!”

Turning mad, Hanae Chiou was surrounded by a mysterious force. Vaguely, there seemed to be an illusion of Azrael behind her.

“Idiot, have you forgotten that she is the disciple of Azrael? Leave!”

Adolf, who was hiding in secret, yelled. He took away the Forbidden Book, about to tear open the dimension.

“You wanna go after seriously injuring my disciple for the second time? No way!”

However, a cold voice came out that trembled their hearts. The laws of surrounding space had been changed and they couldn’t tear it up anyway.

“Hold on, and I’ll figure out the magic of this book,” Adolf turned his head and yelled.

Hearing that, Jonathan immediately rushed up to hold the enemy. But who was Azrael? Even Dracula was just a tiny role in his eyes. He was the only manifest God known to the world.

Even his illusion alone was not something ordinary people could contend with. He raised his hand to grab Jonathan, and then clenched him to ground meat.

However, Jonathan instantly came back to life again with the help of the holy lance, and then stabbed it forward.

“Hmph!”

Brock lifted the other hand in disdain, and smashed the holy lance with a punch.

“Longinus, wake up completely!”

The moment when the holy lance broke, Jonathan cast the final spell to remove its restrain completely. His body was covered with its fragments which then transformed into armor.

“Today, I’ll kill you who are holding the Longinus!”

Brock said coldly, and then released a dark purple light from his hand, using various forces to bombard the front.

“Clang! Clang…”

The magic full of the breath of death bombarded Jonathan so much that he couldn’t move forward.

“Destruction-the seventh move-Doomsday Judgement!”

At this moment, Adolf also successfully cracked a powerful forbidden art. He recited the old mantra quickly, raised his hand, and threw out an energy ball.

The ball flew in front of Brock. Its powerful energy caused the surrounding space to compress violently. Then, it expanded rapidly.

“Boom!!!”

Terrible energy burst out instantly, and the explosion range was almost equivalent to a nuclear bomb. The dark red mushroom cloud turned everything in this battlefield into broken bits.

The extremely powerful aura of destruction prevailed. Even a strong man like Field would be seriously hurt or even die after taking the blow head-on. Because this explosion was so powerful. It was not just magic.

The explosion also carried a strange law, full of powerful and destructive aura. It was similar to a self-explosion of a Chinese Greater Power, which destroyed his enemies with Taoism power.

“You wanna defeat me with the magic of those seven guys?!”

Surprisingly, Brock’s voice came out of the explosion. Then, a dark purple light came down from the sky and devoured this mushroom cloud.

In less than half a minute, all the explosions had disappeared. Brock was standing high in the sky. At this time, he was not as simple as an illusion; he came here in person.

He held the dying Hanae Chiou in his hand, and beside him floated the bloody Wang Bugui whose body was full of terrible blood holes and cracks and whose face was broken.

But from this incomplete corpse, there was still a kind of energy pouring into Hanae Chiou’s body. It was the power of Wang Bugui’s primordial spirit, the only thing that he could leave to Chiou.

“Bugui…”