The power of Bigby's strong attack palm depends on the spiritual power injected into the caster above the basic consumption value. The more it increases, the larger the position of the spell formed by the spell, and the wider the impact area. The moment Donald formed a seal and pushed forward, the wood box in front of him seemed to be swept by strong wind, rolling and flying, and rushing directly to the two on the left.

At nearly 5 meters, when the two men reported it, Bigby's strong attack on the palm had already reached his front!

The body was knocked away by invisible force, and the next second he directly hit the wall of the house behind him, spraying blood from his mouth as if he was not worthwhile.

It won't last until death, but it's probably not enough to stand up and continue fighting Donald.

"Good strength."

It was a level 2 spell. The power of Bigby's strong attack palm made Donald very satisfied. The clock meditation method also has good gains in this kind of spell controlled by pure energy.

"It's a strange disciple, use a gun! Break the lights on both sides!"

The person who led the team was not panicked when he saw a strange disciple appearing halfway. He commanded the remaining two men and raised his hand and shot him to smash a street light near Donald. The darkness quickly swallowed up a large area.

Although the other two people were panicked, their hands were not slow. They fired a few shots and smashed all the lights around the open space.

On cloudy nights, you can't see your fingers, not just laughing.

"The opponent is a far-attacking alien. Draw a sword and kill him in close proximity!"

Someone was shouting in the dark, his voice calmly and sonorously, as if he had made a huge determination to fight Donald's life.

"Hey, your boss is going to run away."

In Donald's spiritual vision state, the remaining two men were indeed quietly moving forward with short swords in their hands, but the man who just called out just now cut the fortune teller's neck with a knife, and then he fought against him and was about to retreat. He was planning to use his subordinates' lives to delay time.

Of course, this approach is not wrong. The Bigby's powerful attack palm that Donald used before was enough to prove his strength. As the captain, he also knew in his heart that it would be a delusion to defeat such an existence by relying on his own hands.

But don't forget that their mission is not to fight a strange disciple who came out of nowhere, and the diviner is the key.

As long as he could take him back safely, the superiors would not care about the death of a few people. Unfortunately, everything was seen by Donald.

Darkness cannot cover his gaze.

The index fingers and thumbs of both hands were bent together, and then they colluded together. The lilac magic array flashed by - chains bound!

This spell is the only control-type spell that Donald currently holds, so he has specially practiced in the Botanical Garden these two days.

Two circular magic arrays suddenly lit up on the left and right sides of the leader carrying the fortune teller in front, and two energy chains as thick as forearms rushed out of the magic array, directly wrapped around the leader's legs at an extremely fast speed, and were still coiling upwards.

"What are you waiting for! Go up and make him!"

Seeing that he was trapped, the leader finally panicked and ordered his subordinates loudly. The two of them accelerated, and they knew the general position of Donald.

So what if you know?

The routes of the two of them were almost completely covered in Donald's opinion. They took out the N99 pistol from their waists and opened the insurance.
Chapter completed!