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524 Headshots(2/2)

A distance of hundreds of meters, or about two seconds, rushed to it.

The shadow man was approaching, and Roland used his magic to sweep out a long flame seedling knife.

A wide, long red light was drawn out in the air, like light, passing by the two birdmen.

Half a second later... the rumbling sonic boom passed by the two of them.

Niya, holding a green lightsaber and a small white gold shield, flew back several meters in the sound boom.

The shadow man didn't move at all, and after half a second, his body was broken into two pieces.

The body below the waist fell down, but the upper body was still slapped with wings. He removed the dark elements on his body and showed a very handsome face.

And a dazzling blonde hair.

"Sister Niya, you won this time, but it will not be that simple next time."

The man smiled femininely, then closed his eyes and threw his upper body to the ground.

But in mid-air, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

Niya floated quietly for a while, a tear flowed from the corner of her left eye, then shook her wings and flew downwards.

She soon found Roland on the grassland.

At this time, Roland was sitting on the ground, healing himself.

His arms were gone, and both shoulder bones were exposed.

The lower robe was soaked in black with the blood flowing out of it.

Because of only one-tenth of pain, Roland didn't feel too uncomfortable, but his face was still grim.

The blackbird man's body was too hard. Roland cut it diagonally at high speed. Although he successfully cut the opponent into two pieces, the powerful anti-shock force actually passed back along the flame seedling knife, directly shaking Roland's hands into pieces.

Niya landed on Roland and pointed at him softly.

Two green light balls directly blocked Roland's left and right shoulders. In a short while, a large number of granulations were born, and the limbs were growing and recovering at an extremely fast speed.

"Good job." Niya walked closer to Roland, and she smiled quite happily. "I know you can seize the opportunity to kill him."

Roland looked up at Niya.

I found that her body was covered in sweat, her hair was stuck on her cheeks, and then her white robe was also soaked in sweat, tightly pressing against her body.

Roland glanced from top to bottom and took less than 03 seconds, then subconsciously turned on the video recording system and took several photos in succession.

Niya is not wearing it inside.

The close-fitting clothes faithfully outline her figure.

Two extremely elastic balls of meat are clearly visible in shape and even the color of flesh can be seen.

Well... Since you have taken photos, don't be too blatant. Roland subconsciously looked away and stopped looking at it.

The demigod felt very keen, and even a glance might make her disgusted.

"Pain's clone has been destroyed. If he wants to appear in the main plane, it will take at least ten years to recast the clone." Niya squatted down and placed the bright golden light shield he held in his left hand in front of Roland. "I don't have any good things on me to reward you now. I'll give this little shield to you, and the mage can use it."

Roland raised his eyes and stared at Niya's beautiful big eyes, "Are you going to return to the Kingdom of God next?"

"Of course." Niya smiled embarrassedly, "I have been sneaking down for more than a year, and the goddess is already a little angry. By the way... Do I want me to help you get rid of the smell of the magic goddess? Otherwise, one day when our goddess pulls you to the Kingdom of God, she finds that there is the smell of another woman on you. It would be strange if your head is smoked if you are not angry."
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