Fallen Angel [Fallen Angel]

Chp: 91 The end of Clark's fight is full of plans

The elder's body bounced upwards to tens of meters, no! probably a hundred meters. It appeared that if his body was bobbing and swirling like a ball, he immediately prevented his body from staying balanced.

"Rancid ass!. The lava sword of destruction! " exclaimed the elder had managed to balance his body, he pointed both hands towards the ceiling as if he was holding something in the air.

Streams of lava aura flowed and then gave rise to a lava sword that was extremely hot, the length and width of the sword was almost as great as the chief elder, strangely his users could not feel the hot temperature.

Just as the old man threw him down, his sword swirled around giving off molten lava, and sped towards the young teacher.

"Lumayan! but still can't hurt me!" swiftly, Clark split the air with both fingers.

Slashhhhhh!

The wind blades created neatly cut the sword, the remaining molten lava melted the surface of the floor until it caused the area that hit it to be more hollow.

Clark continued to float in the air, the elder did not let it go, he again made 10 lava swords as he then directed all the swords that had been created.

"You can avoid my technique, but now? I think you're gonna meet your end!"

"Is that how it is?" it was different what the old man had imagined, instead of panicking! Clark instead responded with a laugh full of triviality

Just like before, Clark played the movement of the finger segment, splitting the air and then bringing up the wind blade.

Slashhhhh

Slaashhhhh

Slashhhhh

Slashhhhhh

Now 6 swords managed to be split into several parts so that their shape can not be called a sword anymore.

The rest of his sword he avoided with caution, because the lava was still splashing down. As time went on, the originally small lava melt hole turned bigger and deeper.

To be honest the chief elder was increasingly made to be surprised by Clark's ability to evade, but it was ruled out first after making a lava object shaped like a bell that was very large in both hands that he had raised to the ceiling.

The lava bell is 3 times larger than the average house in the capital. When compared with the same size of the adult body, then the size is really far compared.

The temperature this time was higher, even because of the heat, the elder's skin that had hardened due to the change of his form had burns on his hands as if blistering.

The chief elder began to say his technique was "Chimes! lava fury" the chief elder said then dropped the bells.

His bells seemed to be like meteors, rapidly falling towards the young man.

Clark was still not far from there, but he had put up a swing like he wanted to block or destroy a big bell.

His heartbroken chief elder declared his cunning pleasure "Little do you destroy, then your life will be lost!"

Not according to expectations, apparently Clark did not destroy the lava bell at all. At the moment when it was about to hit, the young man disappeared and appeared beside the chief elder and briefly said "You think I'll be fooled?"

Hearing the sound of the young man befalling him, the chief elder who was originally happy to be gasped then he launched a claw towards the source of the voice.

Slashhhh

"Aghhhhhh!, my hand! .. "his expression was very tense and also felt pain after his hand was cut off.

Mmmmmmmm!

Along with the chief elder's shout, the lava bell caused a huge explosion after colliding with the surface.

Smoke clumped in that place, lava melted a small hole there until it made a big hole.

Not until a day, the place of the competition that was originally sturdy and so magnificent was replaced as a crater.

On top of that, the young man with a horrified ring was gripping his horned head "What brought you here?, cultivators?!" clark's gaze was as if he was intimidating his opponent, there was no harm in playing around for a while.

The chief elder had great goosebumps, from his feet to his head were all trembling incoherently, blood was still pouring profusely on his severed hands, his lips as if to answer, he said, however, it was unusual to hold back how horrible he was to stare directly at the young man's face before him.

"Kehahaha, just like that was already scared!, how is it? though I would forgive you if you told me your reason" Clark said that casually, at first he was laughing wickedly but after the end his tone began to soften.

There was a glimmer of hope after hearing that the young man was willing to forgive him, but that hint of hope instantly broke after the young teacher smiled and said "Lies!, how could I possibly forgive you, how could I possibly forgive you, you should just disappear, right? old man!"

Without answering, the chief elder swallowed his own saliva "Glekk .. "the endless fear within him kept popping up.

"Hahaha ... Why are you silent?!, replied me! old man!" the young man's eyes were wide open, his laughter did not signify any cuteness, but signified the destruction of the opponent's courage.

The chief elder looked at him like he had met a deadly monster, especially after seeing the smile of Clark's teeth with sharp eyes like an eagle about to pounce on his prey.

The grip strengthened, the chief elder felt a pain in the head making him cry hysterically.

"Akhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

No kidding, Clark absorbed his strength to dry, the memories he had also sent to his brain, the changes in the form of the elder chief began to fade to disappear,

An energy within the Chief Elder flowed profusely into Clark's body, with a satisfied smile shining down on his face after quite satisfied taking strength.

The point of view of the chief elder so suffered the same pain that continued to explode, he unceasingly shouted his sufferer continuously until the young man finally stopped his action.

The chief elder had indeed not felt much pain, in fact he was unable to feel his limbs even though he was still conscious, whether it was due to a fracture or something more.

The elder's eyes blurred, to the point where Clark felt he no longer needed him and intended to throw the old man towards the capital.

"It's time to end!" he said that while arranging his energy in such a way as possible, so that the Chief elder to his approximate place.

Sure enough, an ex-angel threw it.

Vushhhhhh ...

Still there, the young man smiled faintly mentioning "Another world 'is it? wait for me my little pawn candidates" Clark muttered as he clasped his hands back.

His battle was immediately stopped next door after the muscular troops saw the corpse of the leader fall near them. These corpses were none other than elders who had ruled over them in attacking the capital in order to rule over the world of magic.

They were silent like they were struck by lightning and their gazes were so empty, their fighting desires had also been dashed, gone in an instant. The group of muscular men only resigned when killed by the forces of the Mystic region.