Chapter 768 The Strongest Scale Claw

[Bone Plating]!

[Armor of Thorns·Divine Power·Pain]!

There seemed to be countless needles on his forehead. Li Rui frantically activated [Eternal Indestructible Infinite Tribulation], and the alien insect Dharma propped up a thick barrier, wrapping his teammates in a defensive circle.

The next second, thumb-thick light beams penetrated time and space and converged on him almost at the same time.

Like a solar collector tower that condenses solar energy, infinite light and heat condensed into a point, as if to melt the space and form a small sun that releases hot white light.

The light devoured everything, and the scattered radiation energy alone pushed the nearest angel back hundreds of meters.

Michael, standing on the cloud, looked down indifferently, his beautiful and slender eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Grace, have you ever fought against the previous generation of [Immortal True Dragon]?"

"No."

"The ancient immortal system is not so strong. Is this the complete form of [Immortal True Dragon] after the transformation? It is worthy of being the strongest scale claw made by [Dragon] for himself..."

Michael murmured in a low voice, and Raphael beside him was flashing with infinite holy light. The strange energy that invaded his body was forced out, and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the damaged clothes were restored to their original state.

She exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the last trace of purple-black mist was discharged, and then shook her head.

"From Wang Lei's situation, [Eternal Immortal Infinite Tribulation] has a fatal flaw. Perhaps based on his experience of failure, the [Eternal Immortal Infinite Tribulation] practiced by Li Rui has evolved again, and maybe it can really take a new [path] in the end."

Looking at the ferocious outline of the core part of the "sun" under his feet, Michael's eyes were solemn.

This defense reminded him of the war with another dragon in the ancient times, the ancient dragon... or the big dragon, or the ancient snake, or the devil, or... Satan!

As the light went out, the huge alien insect with green smoke was charred all over, and the ancient cloud pattern all over the shell lost its spiritual light, looking miserable.

The attack that just gathered thousands of angels penetrated through the layers of defense and blasted away more than 10,000 health points of Li Rui.

If Ling Xiyi and Zhao Youxuan hadn't helped him to hold up the magic barrier at the same time, maybe the [Master Guardian Spirit Blade] would have been knocked down!

Compared with the drone group of [Mechanicus] that can't break the defense, these silver-level angels are completely enhanced mobile turrets!

Moreover, the anti-injury of [Thorny Armor] is very deadly to precision machines, but for the thick-skinned silver-level angels, it is simply a tickle.

Fortunately, [Divine Serious Injury] is all hung up. Even with the power of the three Seraphim, it is impossible to expel such a large number of Debuffs in a short time!

If they can really do it, Li Rui will be very happy.

Because expelling [Divine Severe Injury] requires divine power of the same level, if they spend their power on this, then Li Rui will definitely make a lot of money.

After they recovered their breath, the winged angels raised their bows and arrows again, but this time before they could attack, dense artillery fire covered the entire sky.

[Icathia Rainstorm] · Level 3

The hero launches 24 (6×4) missiles in a fan shape to attack the enemy, evenly locking nearby enemies, causing 100 (+40% attack power) (+30% spell power) physical damage.

Causes double damage to soldiers with health below 35%

Living Weapons:

After the attack power exceeds 100 points, the number of missiles launched by Icathia Rainstorm doubles. (Level 2 limit)

After the attack power exceeds 500 points, the number of missiles launched by Icathia Rainstorm increases fourfold. (Level 3 Limit)

Just like a Tomahawk missile exploding in mid-air, with Li Rui as the center, people and horses were thrown to the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters, and thousands of angels were swept into the flames and winds, and the dense formation was instantly broken.

At the same time, an elegant melody that others could not hear sounded in my ears, accompanied by the passionate music of the closing of the stage play, a super bullet pierced through the sky and the earth, and the injured angels along the way exploded into illusory blood foam all over the sky, blasting out a passage pointing straight to the sky!

[Perfect Curtain Call]·Bronze Level

Standing in the clouds, Michael had no sadness or joy in his eyes, and gently raised his sword and pointed down.

The next second, the supersonic bullet instantly hit the tip of his sword, and the terrifying impact even made his arm tremble slightly.

Boom!

Just like a 400mm naval gun exploding in mid-air, the surrounding double-winged angels were bombarded and retreated again and again, and the huge physical shock wave cleared a "blank" area in the sky.

When the smoke dissipated, the three Seraphim still stood proudly in place, without even a trace of fluctuation in their eyes.

On the ground, Huang Juncai, who had set up the North Star as an anti-aircraft gun, pursed his lips and cursed inwardly.

But he was mentally prepared and was not discouraged. He was just a mortal, and he was satisfied to be able to exert a little restraint against the great figures in the myth.

Who cares about him, just charge... No, just shoot!

With a loud roar in his heart, Huang Juncai fired all the remaining three super bullets in one breath.

Boom!

Boom!

A light golden holy light barrier easily stopped the super bullet. The three Seraphim didn't even care about Huang Juncai's attack, and their eyes were all focused on Li Rui.

However, when the last super bullet was shot in front of him, Michael's eyes suddenly changed and he raised his sword.

Boom!

The extremely penetrating bullet poured into the holy light barrier and exploded on the red cross-shaped sword.

[Perfect Ending] Bronze Level

The fourth shot will be a critical hit and cause 300% damage.

As if a small nuclear bomb exploded in mid-air, a spherical shock wave swept across the sky, once again blowing the angel army's formation into pieces.

"Are you stupid? I have a critical hit!"

Standing on the ground and admiring his "masterpiece", Huang Juncai looked at the visible shock wave raging across the sky and grinned foolishly.

But when the smoke of the flames dissipated, the smile on his face gradually solidified.

Three pairs of beautiful and holy golden pupils penetrated the space and cast their eyes on him.

The distance of nearly ten kilometers seemed to be within reach. When the two sides met their eyes, Huang Juncai's legs inexplicably became weak and he couldn't help wanting to kneel down.

He seemed to read their thoughts from the other party's half-smile eyes.

What about scraping?

Michael, standing in the sky, looked at the trembling but still strong mortal with interest, and raised a humane smile at the corner of his mouth.

Dare to point the gun at the gods, the courage is commendable...

With his mind, thousands of winged angels turned around and swooped down like hawks.

The netherworld that enveloped the earth brought them endless damage, but they seemed to be unconscious and rushed towards Huang Juncai fearlessly.

"Brother, I was wrong!"

With a shrill howl, Huang Juncai took out the Desert Eagle and shot at these winged angels while running.

The angels who were weakened, slowed down, and burned by the netherworld could not dodge the bullets at all, and almost every shot was shot in the head.