‘Roar!’

A scream came from Notre Dame, and then a huge bull head flew out of the window and landed in the pool outside the church.

Smelling the increasingly rich smell of blood, werewolf leader Harold Ann stepped forward, walked to Angelica, and whispered: "We are not going to do it yet? The winner and defeat inside should come out."

"No hurry."

A blue light flashed in his eyes, and the Winter Witch's red lips curled up in a curve: "The ones who broke in now, except for the six-armed Bimon Onos, can only be regarded as cannon fodder for the exploration of the way.

When will the vampire, dragon, dark mage and the mastermind behind this matter take action, we will not be too late to act."

A few minutes later, looking at the small black dots that were approaching rapidly in the sky, Harold's expression froze: "Bister is here."

A thousand meters above an altitude, one head is more than 20 meters long, covered with dark red scales, with wings on the back, and a pair of golden vertical pupils are approaching rapidly from a distance.

The bustling of Paris is reflected in the longan eyes as big as a bowl.

When he saw the true appearance of Notre Dame, Bister shrank his wings, his body swept down, and headed straight for Notre Dame.

When landing a hundred meters above the sky, the dragon raised its head slightly, took a deep breath, and a part below its neck bulged high.

When he arrived above Notre Dame, he suddenly opened his huge mouth and a red pillar of fire spurted out from it and continued to expand in the process.

‘Boom!’

Bister seemed to transform into a B-52 bomber, dropping dozens of cluster bombs at Notre Dame, and plowing the entire ground hard.

The dark creatures, who had already suffered many casualties, were attacked by the dragon's breath, and suffered heavy casualties.

Except for a few more powerful guys, everyone else died in the flames. However, the surviving strong men were not unscathed, and they all suffered burns of varying degrees.

Notre Dame, which has a large amount of wood materials, suffered the biggest disaster since its completion. The entire building was completely swallowed up by a raging fire and burned down.

Only the podium where the "Book of the Dark God" was stored was intact and was not invaded by the surrounding flames.

"Tsk tsk, this guy is really reckless. He actually burned Notre Dame's Cathedral like this."

Let Nesario park at a height of 100 meters above Notre Dame, with a fire reflected in his eyes, Cyber ​​gloated: "If there is no alien invasion tomorrow, this explosive news will definitely make headlines in major news media around the world."

It is really a good way of reincarnation. When the ancestors of France burned a garden, they definitely did not expect that the most historical buildings in their country would also be treated the same way in the future.

"It's just right. I've seen this broken church have been unhappy for a long time. However, at that time, the French official will definitely take this opportunity to find people everywhere to donate and take advantage of the benefits."

Glance at the ruins below, Nisha turned her gaze to the man beside her: "Bister appeared, and the werewolf and the witches also started to take action. When will we take action?"

"Let's talk about it after the person who sets up this game appears."

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After flying past Notre Dame and flying for a distance, Bister found that there were still seven or eight enemies in the church still fighting power.

Knowing that his dragon breath could not cause fatal damage to them, the dragon then rang an unknown spell, and its huge body gradually changed and shrank, and finally became a strong short-haired man wearing an animal skin vest.

‘Dong.’

He landed on the ground on one knee and smashed a big hole in the granite floor. Bister's face raised a hint of pride and looked at the enemies opposite him: "You guys go together to save time."

He was attacked in a fierce battle, and six-armed Bemon Onos was already holding anger in his heart. Now he was provoked by the sneak attacker, so he could not bear it.

"roar!"

With a roar, his legs kicked, his six arms tightly pulled into fists, and ran towards the provocateur like a large truck that was out of control.

A human-shaped monster with a red light shining all over his body was the only existence that was not injured in the dragon breath just now. When he saw Onos's movement, his palms were facing each other and stood in front of his chest.

The red light shone brightly on his body, and a small sun-like flame light ball formed in the center of his palm, and then he pushed Bister hard at him.

The reactions of the other few humanoid monsters with burnt skin were very different.

After their subordinates died, they could not raise the courage to go against a giant dragon. Taking advantage of the two of them attracting each other's attention, they quietly withdrew from Notre Dame and prepared to give up the battle.

Facing the six-armed Bemon rushing straight, Bister was not afraid at all, took a small step back with his right foot, bent his knees slightly, and then exerted force suddenly, causing a afterimage to face the other side.

“Too slow.”

In the other party's shocked expression, he kicked it directly into its abdomen.

The human-shaped monster more than four meters tall flew backwards without even launching a decent attack, rolling on the ground for more than a dozen rounds, destroying a large number of burning flames before finally stopping.

"Compared with your ancestors, you are far behind them in terms of speed and strength."

However, this is not the end. By the time Onos got up, Bister had already arrived at it.

While mocking, his tail wrapped around the six-armed Bemon's neck, twisted and slapped it, hitting the ball of light that was coming from the side.

‘boom!’

A strong light exploded, driving out the darkness of the entire Notre Dame.

A few seconds later, he let go of the six-armed Bemon, whose size of a basin was opened, and Bister wiped the scorch marks at the corner of his eyebrows, and looked at the flame-shaped monster beside him with a burning look: "What kind of creature are you?"

If he was hit hard by the attack just now, even he would suffer heavy damage.

Moreover, in his thousands of years of memory, the only one that matches the creature in front of him is Musbelheim's fire giant, but they have long been extinct by Asgard.

"If you defeat me, tell you."

The flame monster spit out a sentence of English, and then the temperature on his body rose sharply, and he rushed towards Bister.

“#@￥~@&!*￥%…”

A look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and another spell of unknown significance sounded in Bister's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind emerged out of thin air, gradually staring at it, forming transparent sharp blades, drawing arcs, and hunting towards the other party.

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Meanwhile, in the darkness outside Notre Dame.

Angelica took off her black hood, revealing her beautiful face hidden inside, took out a thorny rose from her arms, turned to look at the nine witches behind her: "Chris, Daisy... Let's start."

Upon receiving the order, nine witches wearing black cloaks took out a red rose from their arms and began to recite complex spells.

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Chapter completed!