In the dark night, arrows rained down from the sky. Even during the day, it was almost impossible to dodge such a rain of arrows, let alone at night when there was not enough light.
But in the rain of arrows, Chen Mo's eyes flashed. The rain of arrows that fell from the sky fell into his eyes one by one.
His figure flashed, and the whistling rain of arrows fell crazily, as if piercing through him in the rain of arrows.
"This guy, not a single arrow hit him!"
However, the group of players below, while attacking the immobile defensive puppets, were naturally paying attention to the battle between Chen Mo and Peo.
From their point of view, they could clearly see that in the rain of arrows, Chen Mo was not hit by a single arrow.
Peo's rain of arrows could not be dodged in some areas, but they saw that Chen Mo changed to a crossbow weapon and shot at Peo's rain of arrows, creating an area where he could not be attacked.
"This guy … is too abnormal!"
Previously, when they watched the battle between Chen Mo and Peo, they only felt that Chen Mo was very powerful. But now, seeing Chen Mo's performance in the rain of arrows, they were all shocked.
The reason was very simple. They all knew that if they were in the rain of arrows, they would definitely be pierced like a hedgehog. Not to mention being unscathed, it would be a miracle if they could survive.
In the sky, Peo was also stunned.
He also did not expect that after his rain of arrows, not a single arrow would hit Chen Mo.
If he could not hit him like this, what else could he do to defeat this person in front of him?
For the first time, Peo felt panic. He did not know what to do next.
He still had many skills that he could use, but no matter which skill he used, he had a premonition that it would not be effective.
After the rain of arrows ended, although Peo continued to attack, his attack was obviously weakened.
Chen Mo was on the ground, looking at Peo in the sky, and laughed. A pair of gray wings appeared on his back, and then his figure moved, killing toward Peo.
Feeling that he could not defeat Chen Mo, Peo was already thinking of retreating.
However, Chen Mo would not let him go as he wished. Even if Peo wanted to retreat, Chen Mo would not let him go.
It was not the first time that Chen Mo had seen an angel die. He had even witnessed the death of a ten-winged angel with his own eyes.
However, it was the first time that Chen Mo had personally killed an angel.
After killing the angel, Chen Mo was looking forward to what would be dropped.
In the air, Peo was a true flying race, flying. His speed was faster than Chen Mo, but Chen Mo had many ways to attack, and he knew how to fly............................... Chen.. Chen Mo..
"F * ck!
This angel looks like she's going to be killed. Follow her! "
When the group of people below saw Peo's appearance, they were already a little speechless.
No longer entangled with the defensive puppets, the group of people quickly chased on the ground.
Peo and Chen Mo's speed in the air was not much faster than their speed on the ground. They could definitely catch up.
In the air, Chen Mo, who was chasing Peo, was completely beating Peo to death.
Peo was really panicking. He did not think that it would be fine if he could not defeat Chen Mo, but he could not even escape.
"Adventurer, do you know what you are doing?
It is not too late to stop now. Otherwise, if you anger our angel race, more people will come to capture you. If you dare to kill me, the entire angel race will not let you go!
At that time, no matter how powerful you are, there will be no place for you to hide in the Holy Continent. Under the command of the angel race, there will be no place for you to hide in this world! "
Peo could feel Chen Mo's determination to kill him. He could not help but hurriedly shout as he ran away.
"Hahaha, you mean you want me to let you go, and then let you find people to continue to deal with me?"
Chen Mo could not help but grin when he heard this.
This angel was too funny. He had already made a move to deal with him, and he still wanted him to be afraid of offending the angel race.
However, Chen Mo also knew that Peo's words still made some sense.
Although the angel race was now looking for him, the intensity of the warrant was just that. Their main task was to guard the demons, and looking for him was just a matter of convenience.
Once the warrant was upgraded to the main level, the entire Holy Continent would be looking for him. It would really be difficult for him to stay in the Holy Continent.
Unfortunately, this threat was useless against Chen Mo.
Chen Mo had the Sky Tree. If it were not for the ancient city of the angel race's Sky City in the sky, which made Chen Mo very apprehensive, Chen Mo would have already let Catrin float in the sky and become a Sky City.
It could not become a Sky City in an upright manner, but Chen Mo still had the city diving system that he had just obtained from the Undersea City. Catrin could immediately become a city in the sea.
It could be said that Catrin was about to become a combination of the Sky City and the Undersea City that could fly and dive. With Catrin, even if the entire Holy Continent really could not accommodate him, he did not have to worry about having nowhere to go.
Peo's threatening words naturally had no effect on Chen Mo.
Not to mention that his words could not threaten Chen Mo, even if they could, Chen Mo would kill him first after Chen Mo made up his mind.
"No, as long as you have a sense of propriety and don't kill me, I will help you put in some good words when I go back. Your warrant may be lifted because of this!"
Peo said hurriedly.
This was really coercion. Anyone who was a little unconfident would be moved by Peo's words.
However, Chen Mo acted as if he did not hear it. He only sneered, and his attacks were still fierce.
Based on his understanding of the Angel Race, Peo could not even win against him. If he fled back to the Angel Race, it would be strange if anyone would believe him.
This guy was probably just a small fry in the Angel Race. He had no right to speak at all. It would be better to buy a lottery ticket and win it.
Chen Mo ignored him, and Peo could only continue to bury his head and escape. After chasing for a while, Peo's HP dropped rapidly, and he had entered a critical period.
Seeing that he was going to be killed by Chen Mo if this continued, Peo was certainly not willing to die like this.
Gritting his teeth, a crystal ball appeared in Peo's hand.
Chen Mo saw the crystal ball in Peo's hand and felt that something was wrong.
However, although he was much stronger than Peo, he could not stop Peo from using the crystal ball unless Peo needed to stop and chant an incantation to use the crystal ball.
In fact, there was no requirement to use this crystal ball at all. When Peo was escaping, he crushed the crystal ball in his hand.
In the dark night, a holy white light poured out from the broken crystal ball.
Knowing that there was something strange about the white light, Chen Mo slowed down his footsteps.
When the white light fell, Peo also stopped running and stopped beside the white light.
In the next moment, the white light quickly condensed and formed a pure white ball of light that was as tall as a person.
A portal?
The appearance of this attribute made Chen Mo frown, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
This Peo was actually carrying a tool that could create a portal!
Chen Mo could crush Peo, but if a powerful six-winged angel or an eight-winged angel came, he would be in danger.
The ball of light formed, and a burly angel figure walked out of the ball of light.
"Peo, why did you call me here? Such a precious portal crystal ball, and you just wasted it like this!"
The burly angel figure was very dissatisfied with Peo's use of the crystal portal.
"Lord Hiram, I really have no other choice. Someone wants to kill me. If I don't use it, I can't keep this portal!"
Peo hurriedly explained to the burly angel.
An eight-winged angel?
Chen Mo looked at the figure that walked out of the ball of light. In the light of the ball of light, he could vaguely see that this angel named Hiram had eight angel wings on his back.
An eight-winged angel was equivalent to a player who had gone through the third class transition. An eight-winged angel was probably more powerful than most third class transition players.
If Chen Mo did not understand the third class transition, he might have thought that with the attributes of his current equipment, he could fight a third class transition player.
However, Chen Mo had some understanding of the third class transition. An eight-winged angel who was more powerful than a normal third class transition player was definitely not someone he could deal with. Even if he called Chinchilla out to help, it would be useless.
"No!
Fortunately, it's just a fake eight-winged angel! "
However, Chen Mo took a closer look at Hiram and could not help but let out a sigh of relief.
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The second one was even worse.