The surface of the bell, that thick green light, suddenly shot out.
A green sphere, surrounded by what seemed like many mosquitoes and flies, with a long tail trailing behind, flew towards Priest Rizzo.
The sphere’s flying speed wasn’t very fast, and Priest Rizzo attempted to dodge it.
However, the thing had a tracking effect and also drew a trajectory in mid-air, following Rizzo closely.
Lacroix, who was behind him, noticed this and raised his hand, firing his charged laser gun at the malicious energy sphere with a strange trajectory.
It hit the target accurately, but to no avail.
The red charged laser was swallowed by the sphere, and the malicious energy within was hardly affected.
With no way to avoid it, Rizzo could only raise the scepter in his hand to meet the malicious energy.
On the scepter, the gravity field activated, and the holy symbol in his other hand released a fierce golden glow.
Then, he slammed it down with his hammer.
The ball of malicious energy was actually shattered by the strike!
But at the same time, the holy symbol in Rizzo’s hand also broke.
Ge Wajia let out a hearty laugh.
Although he failed to kill that annoying priest with that strike, shattering the holy symbol was crucial.
This priest was a bit strange, and the holy symbol in his hand, with its pseudo-imperial power, was even weirder. It could continuously dispel the influence of the Chaotic Abyss and weaken his power.
Now that the holy symbol was shattered, it couldn’t dispel the influences anymore.
He immediately felt his power rising, recovering.
However, he had just laughed twice when his smile faded at once.
No doubt the holy symbol was shattered, but his left hand holding the bell also suddenly cracked and then broke into three pieces.
His bell was a grace given to him by the Father himself. Although what was here was not the actual entity of the Father’s artifact, just a projection of a sliver of the power source. But now that it was broken, he had nothing to use.
Without the help of this artifact, Ge Wajia’s summoning of the power of the Chaotic Abyss would also be weakened.
In the end, he really didn’t gain anything and had even suffered a slight loss.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Matins once again parried his heavy sword strike and came to his front, fiercely cutting a big gash on his arm with the Dynamo Sword.
Behind Matins and Rizzo, the two main forces, the other two battle brothers were also busy. Knowing that merely relying on the firepower of a bomb gun wasn’t enough to fight the unclean one, they also carried plasma handguns.
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However, the unclean one, who seemed to rely solely on his exposed skin with no external armor for protection, did not suffer serious harm. He was only punctured with two holes, about as thick as a human thigh.
The damage seemed considerable, but for a Plague Great Demon known for its robust vitality, six meters tall and possibly even wider, such injuries were not serious.
Even, under the squirming of flesh, the seemingly terrifying puncture scorch wounds quickly filled back in.
Of course, it still hurt, and Ge Wajia’s powerful sword strike went askew. Matins found the opportunity and landed two blows on him with the Dynamo Sword.
By nature, dynamo weapons attach a disintegration force field to a powerful metal blade, nearly indestructible. With a single cut, even the formidable body of the unclean one would be sliced open as easily as a hot knife through butter, leaving a large wound.
For the unclean one’s vitality, such wounds were not fatal. But healing wounds requires energy, and the foul blood and pus that spilled from the reopened wounds represented the loss of power.
All of this was making the fearsome Great Demon weaker.
If it weren’t for Ge Wajia being very careful to protect himself, not giving Matins too many chances to directly threaten his arm, things would have been even more troublesome. If he, not at his peak, were to lose an arm as he had in the past, the fight would become far more problematic.
But after he regained his rhythm, with one heavy sword and his body’s strong resistance to impact, coupled with the Plague Fly Swarm emerging from his body, he managed to keep fighting back and forth with the four Phoenixes. For a while, neither side could overcome the other.
The battle reached a deadlock for the moment.
However, Lacroix, standing slightly to the rear, was somewhat anxious inside.
In his view, the balance formed by this battle was extremely fragile.
The reason was simple, the star warriors were consistently lacking a fatal means to take down the Plague Great Demon. The battle seemed intense, with gravity scepters, Dynamo Swords, plasma weapons, bombs… a barrage raining down on the massive monster’s body.
But despite the onslaught, the wounds they inflicted could not threaten its life, as those fatal injuries to ordinary people were slowly healing.
On the other hand, although the Great Demon didn’t seem to have landed an effective blow yet, it only needed one success. If Matins or any star warrior were slightly negligent, not guarded, or if the Great Demon came up with some unexpectedly tricky move, it would be over.
One hit from that rusty greatsword, at least three meters long, would bypass any power armor, leading to certain death; even Matins’s ‘Justice-Model’ Terminator would probably not withstand it.