Bankruptcy beast

With the help of the helmet, Fred successfully saved his life. He did not dare to be arrogant anymore and ran back to Jiang Chen.

Fa Cai could block the suffering thorns once, so he could block it the second time. Although he claimed to have first-class output, his body was a little fragile.

At least not enough for the judgment angel.

Fred looked in front of him, and an eighteen-winged angel was slowly flying towards them.

And in the hands of the eighteen-winged angel, he was holding a cross wrapped in thorns.

"This time, the matter has become serious. The one who came is the judgment angel of the temple, the most ruthless one."

Fred looked grim and walked to Jiang Chen.

"This is a genuine Lingyu-level, not a fake one like the Sin Domain Messenger."

"Lingyu-level angel..."

Jiang Chen understood, looked behind the judgment angel, and did not find any other angels.

"The angel of judgment always acts alone, there will be no one else."

Fred sighed and said, "Wherever this guy is, it will be covered with suffering thorns, and suffering thorns do not distinguish between enemies and friends."

"Is there such a rubbish rule?"

Jiang Chen's face was full of suspicion. What's the use of the rule that does not distinguish between enemies and friends? This is even more deceptive than the white board.

Haha?

White Board was full of question marks, always feeling that there was malice, but after a careful inspection, he could not find the source.

White Board could not find the source, and no longer cared about it, but silently released the filthy power.

Whether others can sense it or not, White Board is not clear, but this uncle can clearly "see" the thorns that cover the entire void.

These thorns are made of holy light, but there is no holiness at all, but instead condenses terrifying resentment.

Such a complex composition makes White Board's appetite move, and the filthy ghost is almost unable to hold back.

If these thorns can be polluted, it will definitely be a great improvement.

If I could swallow that source...

Thinking of this, Whiteboard immediately accelerated the process of corruption, and separated several tentacles to quietly swim towards the Angel of Judgment.

"The Lord said that all sins should be purified."

Whiteboard's actions obviously did not hide from the Angel of Judgment. The other party just shook the thorn cross in his hand lightly, and more than a dozen suffering thorns appeared out of thin air and tied up Whiteboard.

As Fred said, the suffering thorns have existed for a long time, and they can appear at any time as long as the Angel of Judgment needs them.

And the creatures trapped by the suffering thorns will feel great pain in their bodies and souls!

Suffering enough to make gods yearn for death and liberation!

But Whiteboard is obviously an exception.

At the moment when the suffering thorns were gathered, Whiteboard's body was instantly shattered, turning into a pool of mud and splashing around.

Without a target to attack, the suffering thorns dissipated into nothingness again, but the expression of the Angel of Judgment was a little fluctuating.

Gaga!

Whiteboard's angry roar suddenly sounded, and a mouth actually grew out of the mud, greeting the Angel of Judgment.

Then, the second, the third...

Mouths emerged from the mud, cursing the Angel of Judgment non-stop, and the range of the mud was constantly expanding.

Unknowingly, the Angel of Judgment was surrounded by the mud in reverse.

"Is your pet so fierce?"

Although it was not the target of the attack, Fred was also a little annoyed by Whiteboard's nagging.

"It's okay, after all, this is Whiteboard's job."

Jiang Chen shrugged, looking like he had ignored Whiteboard's verbal attack.

To be honest, he almost forgot that Whiteboard had this function because he had been killing people instantly in recent fights.

"I understand. What I mean is, does it really not know the consequences of being attacked by the Thorns of Suffering?"

Fred was obviously a little afraid, and said: "The strongest attack of the Thorns of Suffering is not at the moment of attack, but the pain that erupts after being attacked."

"What people fear most about the Judgment Angel is not the holy light common to the Holy Temple, but the pain rules he has comprehended by himself!"

"His Thorns of Suffering can perfectly transmit the pain felt by the user to the attacked. Once they can't bear it, they will become the nutrients of the Thorns of Suffering."

"Pain rules, this rule sounds very powerful."

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up. As expected of a strong man in the Holy Temple, he actually mastered this kind of benefit rule.

Well, analyze it.

Jiang Chen silently opened the truth rule and learner talent, and began to frantically analyze the pain rule.

But he directly ignored the key points of Fred's reminder.

"You don't understand the situation, I said this guy can transmit pain."

"And this madman relies on the super recovery ability of the angel's holy light power, and he is almost hurting himself every moment!"

"What your pet spirit has to bear is the pain accumulated by this pervert for countless years, and he will die in an instant!"

Fred was a little crazy, then took a deep breath, took out the Dawn Revolver and pulled the trigger on the Judgment Angel.

Sure enough, even if they were favored by Bai Qi, these young geniuses still couldn't change their arrogance.

Once the Judgment Angel uses the painful talent, the white board will be completely shattered and can never be resurrected.

But Fred's action was still a little slow.

Perhaps because he was annoyed by Bai Ban's scolding, the Judgment Angel directly activated the talent without any sign, and the mud transformed by the white board exploded immediately, and it was completely unable to condense into a solid body.

But after seeing this scene, all the pet spirits on Jiang Chen's side showed sympathetic expressions.

Almost at the same time when the whiteboard was hurt by the law of pain, a huge strange rune appeared on the head of the Judgment Angel, and it was still expanding at an exaggerated speed.

During the expansion process, the rune was still releasing mud to try to drown the Judgment Angel.

"The Lord said that filth cannot stain my body."

A holy light emerged from the body of the Judgment Angel, dispelling the surrounding mud and wrapping it towards the rune.

The Temple Angel is the best at dealing with this type of rules.

As long as a holy light goes down, no matter what type of negative effects you have, they will all dissipate.

But what surprised the Judgment Angel was that the holy light, which has always been invincible, not only did not directly purify the filthy rune, but its own light became much more turbid.

Not only that, as the rune continued to expand, stains began to appear on the surface of the Judgment Angel.

Gaga!

The whiteboard that should have exploded suddenly drilled out from the rune, made an international greeting gesture to the Judgment Angel, and then exploded again, turning into mud to swallow the Judgment Angel.

"Is it... solved?"

Fred rubbed his eyes, a little bit unbelievable what he saw.

The angel of judgment, who had the worst reputation in the temple but could not be punished by anyone, was killed so easily?

"Of course not, it's just to stabilize the hatred first."

Jiang Chen shook his head, his body flashing with golden light, and behind him was the group of people who were eager to try.

"After all, our output is relatively high, it would be bad if OT." (End of this chapter)