Chapter 350 (1/2)

In the next few days, Clarus fought with those demons in the dimensional space, but she found that the real power in her body seemed to be endless. As long as there was a trace of consumption, she could recover directly in the next second. Of course, Yudao did all this.

In order to better improve Clarus's holy demon body, yudaozhen directly turned into divine light and disappeared into the virtual shadow. Yudaozhen was transforming for her no matter when she was fighting or resting.

This also caused that sometimes a trace of divine light accidentally exposed was scattered on the battlefield. Looking at Clarus, who was covered by the divine light like fatigue, they gave her the title of a divine witch. The power of the gods is not strange to everyone. After all, they are all witches who call on the power of the gods to fight.

At this time, before she knew it, Clarus had reached the 15th floor, but the air was a tragic battlefield. Witches died under the devil's butcher's knife at any time. As soon as she entered this floor, Clarus felt the sadness in the air.

In the twinkling of her eyes, Clarus cut open the bodies of demons with her long sword, walked slowly towards the witch surrounded in the middle, and shouted, ”die for me, listen to the sword style.”

In an instant, the whole battlefield was shrouded in the crisp sound of swords, which turned into the sharp blade of death, cut through the devil's body and turned all the demons surrounding the witch into ashes.

”Saved.”

The tired voice echoed in the air. Clarus looked at the bodies on the ground with sad eyes, inserted the long sword in her hand beside her, squatted down slowly and restrained these bodies.

”You are the holy lady of the Holy See,” said a witch, who came over and looked at Clarus who gathered the bodies together.

”Well”

The witch sighed, and the sad color at the bottom of her eyes was hidden. She had no time to mourn: ”you are too young. When you grow up, you will know that everything we have done is worth it. These friends are fighting for their hometown.”

”Go back and come here when you grow up.”

Clarus indifferently cleaned up the dust on the last body and silently saluted: ”may you have no sadness and pain in heaven.”

The witches around shook their heads. Although there were gods coming into the world, they never saw any witch who died in the war can go to heaven. Those who are lucky are disabled and can save their lives. The saints of the holy see are still too naive, and these gods have no feelings.

However, the next second, after Clarus's prayer, stars fell, enveloping all the witches present. In an instant, all the witches' injuries recovered miraculously: ”look.”

The people who were in doubt heard the cry and turned their eyes to the corpses in front of Clarus, but they saw that these corpses turned into little spiritual light in the starlight and flew into the void.

”Thank you, Lord God.”

Clarus flashed a glimmer of crystal in her eyes, looked at the witch who disappeared into spiritual light, and muttered to herself.

”It's really the spirit of the Lord.” the witch present was stunned. It was the first time she saw this situation, just like in a dream.

”Roar”

At this time, the roar of countless terrible demons came around. In the blink of an eye, a large group of demons were surrounded. All the witches looked at the demons. This situation has been seen for a long time. Although the injury on the body is better, the mental fatigue is not easy to treat.

At this time, yudaozhen has completed the transformation of Clarus's holy demon body. Seeing the surrounding demons, he frowned slightly: where did they come from? There are too many, and it's difficult for these little witches. The wooden faces in front of me made Yudao feel unbearable.

”Hey”

A sigh came from the void. Suddenly, time and space were frozen. All the creatures present, whether demons or witches, could not move.

The next moment, I saw the golden thunder all over the world. All the demons disappeared in the thunder.

The face of the virtual shadow behind Clarus became more and more clear. In the dull eyes of all witches, the virtual shadow slowly took a step, and a divine threat awed all dimensions: ”the good reincarnation of heaven, the traction of stars, and the Holy Spirit.”

As soon as the voice fell, the starlight in the sky turned into a bright light bridge, leading the dead witch into the void and disappeared. The next moment, it turned into an entity of imperial truth. A trace of essence flashed in her eyes, pointed to the void, and then turned into a virtual shadow and returned to Clarus.