"I don't know where you borrowed that power from," the vast Purple Radiance flooded into the Purple-Haired Girl's body in an instant. The immense force knocked He Ao's hand away and sent his body staggering back several steps.
The Purple-Haired Girl floated into the air. She lowered her head to look at He Ao as brilliant Purple Radiance spread in every direction. "You have to die here today."
Just how many people had the Church of Death God hidden away? He killed one batch after another, yet they never seemed to run out.
He Ao raised his head and looked at the Purple-Haired Girl.
The spreading radiance instantly covered all the nearby blocks.
He Ao looked around. In the residential buildings nearby, quite a few residents had turned on their lights, seemingly preparing to see what was happening.
This area was full of residential neighborhoods. If the sacrificial Magic Formation spread out, it would envelop a huge number of people.
If all these people were successfully sacrificed, who knew how much power the God of Death would send down.
This severely wounded body could not sustain high-intensity combat for very long.
He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked at the Purple-Haired Girl in the sky.
"What?" The Purple-Haired Girl lowered her head and looked at He Ao, sneering. "Have you felt the majesty of a god? Are you scared?"
As she spoke, the bruises around her neck throbbed faintly. She instinctively raised herself a little higher.
Dazzling light gathered in the sky, and blurry phantoms emerged from the darkness.
They were Evil Spirits from the Underworld, cursed monsters.
The Bode before him seemed like a completely different person. Her Talent Sequence was clearly not combat-oriented, and when she ambushed him just now, her reactions had not resembled those of an