Chapter 197

Before Rosaria could get up, Hena chased after her again.

Her toes tapped the ground lightly, and the ground cracked. Hena's momentum surged.

"Level 3 Divine Skill, Grip of Pain."

There were countless ripples in the air. Almost instantly, Hena appeared in front of Rosaria, and stretched out a hand, which turned into nothingness, passed through the obstruction of the Gluttony Sword, and slammed into Rosaria's chest.

Rosaria's heart was instantly broken, and the terrifying divine power raged in her body.

"Puff~"

The blood was like a curtain that did not fall for a long time.

"Haha, take it down."

Hena's face was stained with a happy smile: "It's very simple."

"Really?"

Hena was stunned, raised her head, and met Rosaria's cold eyes. Feeling the momentum doubled in an instant, she fell into a moment of daze: "What's going on!"

The invisible black and gray flames gathered rapidly from Rosaria's body. The amplification brought by the blood-stained constellation was instantly increased to an astonishing degree because of the opponent's terrifying single attack.

Energy ripples surged out.

"Is it the same type of aura artifact as mine? No, why didn't you die?"

He Na frowned and raised her hand to continue attacking.

Rosaria's figure did not retreat but advanced, and when she swung the ferocious sword in her hand, she brought out a burst of oppressive explosions.

I saw a black line flashing by, and the gluttony sword hit He Na's left shoulder hard. He Na's aura coat immediately produced violent fluctuations, and a large amount of energy scattered.

"Damn, it hurts!"

"This woman should have used some kind of magic skill, otherwise it would be impossible for her to take my blow and still be alive and kicking." He Na's heart flashed with a trace of surprise, "But in the face of absolute strength suppression, it's useless."

Although she is a third-level God Chosen, her combat power belongs to the poor category, but the gap between the large levels is still a natural chasm.

The divine power flames of both fists gathered rapidly, and the sticky flames rendered both hands like two snakes, revealing a strange brilliance.

Both hands smashed down fiercely with a fishy gust of wind.

"Dang! Buzz~"

The sound of metal interweaving, like the bells of a church, spread through the mountains.

Even the monsters in the mountains couldn't help but look in the direction of the battle.

"Hehe, the third-level God Chosen is really strong. By the way, you are a summoner, right? Why do you have attack skills? The sneak attack just now really caught me off guard."

Rosaria retreated in embarrassment, but this time she was not knocked out. The stones under her feet shattered, and she staggered back a dozen steps. Feeling that her physical fitness was still rising, she licked the corners of her mouth, and her fighting spirit was boiling.

"Do you want to go back?"

Black Crow asked, after all, Rosaria suffered an attack from a third-level skill, and her vitality was definitely lost a lot.

"No, I want to try."

Even if they are at the same level, the combat power of the chosen ones is very different. With stacking skills and amplification passives, she is not afraid of the enemy in front of her.

Rosaria turned her head and asked, "You didn't learn the wrong skills, did you?"

If you click the wrong skills, it will be neither fish nor fowl.

"Don't worry about it. You can still talk? And the combat power can be improved. It's too weird." He Na looked at it in confusion. A scene that surprised him happened. A large piece of wriggling blood line was rapidly repairing her wounds. "No, you are the corrupted creature that the children encountered."

"Hehe."

He Na gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Since you are a corrupted creature, why would you help humans?"

Rosaria waved her sword in response.

"Second-level divine skill, endless slash!"

The majestic sword energy rushed out, drawing a hideous crack in the air, and all the trees and rocks along the way were annihilated into powder.

"A second-level divine skill, it actually has such power..."

A flash of surprise flashed across He Na's eyes, and she stopped talking nonsense, suppressed the discomfort in her body, and faced him head-on.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two of them punched each other, and two completely different divine powers collided wildly. The black crow flew high, fearing that it would be affected by the mixed energy. All it saw were explosions and afterimages, and it could not provide any information or help.

The random punches came, and the random swords returned to her, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, and energy overflowed.

In just half an hour, the originally lush forest was blown to pieces.

"Hoohoo~."

The black and gray energy ripples continued to rise and spread, as if the whole body was stained with flames. Rosaria, who had become a little loli, fell to the ground in embarrassment with a big sword.

Her vitality continued to plummet, and it became increasingly difficult to maintain her girlish state, so she simply turned on the energy-saving mode.

The ground immediately cracked, and the strands of divine power annihilated the nearby weeds.

"What kind of skill is this? A Level 2 Corrupted God Chosen can be this strong."

Henna's expression has changed from surprise to shock. Don't look at RosariaShe was in a mess, and she wasn't much better. Her legs were shaking, her body was covered with wounds, her clothes were tattered, and the worst thing was that her old injuries recurred, and her confidence began to waver: "How come her condition is not weakened at all, but her strength is still increasing."

She casually threw out the Gluttony Great Sword, rolled back a third-level red monster and killed it, absorbing it. Rosaria shook her head in disdain: "Compared to the damage caused by He Na, this recovery is just a drop in the bucket, and we still have to compete in hard power."

Once the battle started, it would be difficult to recover by relying on the weak enemies nearby.

Rosaria hooked her little hand twice: "Come on, come on, let's fight again."

The clothes on her body were almost torn, and He Na didn't care to show off her figure, after all, there were no people around. She thought to herself: Why should I fight with a reckless man.

What's worse is that the injuries that had been recovered with great difficulty before broke out again, and her body was as painful as a knife.

He Na lowered her eyes and thought to herself, "Delay for a moment. My recovery ability is much better than hers."

"Let's talk. You are very powerful. The Shadow World Sect needs talents like you."

Rosaria tilted her head, and the corners of her mouth with blood on them slightly raised: "It's okay to talk. You suck your big rabbit first and show it to me."

The little Lolita, who looked like a porcelain doll, spoke in a very unbelievable way.

"Ah?" He Na was stunned. It was the first time she heard such a request.

"I am a corrupted creature. My brain doesn't work well. Don't force me to fight. Anyway, if I die, I will just return to the gray fog and my soul will be immortal."

Rosaria had an expression of "I am so awesome", especially when she emphasized that her brain didn't work well, she was full of pride.

After a moment of silence, seeing Rosaria preparing to attack, Hena had not yet suppressed the injuries in her body, so she had to push with both hands and gritted her teeth: "To show my sincerity, I will do it."

Watching Rosaria's every move vigilantly, Hena opened her mouth and was about to act according to Rosaria's request.

"It's really against the will of heaven. I can only say that the guys of the evil gods are thinking about weird things all day long."

Seeing it clearly through the black crow, Field couldn't help but sigh.