A mid-level angel emerged and ran wildly on the Williamsburg Bridge. The neat rails were stomped under invisible force and the concrete was shattered. The historic bridge began to shake, and the steel cables made a whimper and broke. The thin steel wire that had lost its restraint burst out at an extremely fast speed, whipping the air, making a dangerous howling sound.

The hurricane that blew out of thin air swayed the bridge, and almost all passengers felt fear and fled towards the carriage ahead. The subway began to accelerate, and Beyonita and Joan of Arc stood in the last carriage, waiting for the monster to approach. The deformed monster had a huge arm, barely called the body's inverted pot-shaped body with a marble-like expressionless face.

The witches are very familiar with the same face. They have hunted many creatures with this face.

This time is no exception.

A headless mid-level angel holding a giant sword quickly flew over the Easter River and threw the giant sword in his hand at the witch.

The dazzling golden light flashed, and a figure in golden armor appeared in the air, then dragged two blue flames and fell wildly, facing the giant sword flying towards the witch. The long sword in Salomon's hand was pitifully small compared to the giant sword of the angel. He waved the long sword like a bat, as if challenging the knight of a windmill. With a violent sonic boom, the giant sword accelerated back at a speed that the naked eye could not capture. The strong wind blew from the sword body swung across a white torrent on the surface of the Easter River.

The headless angel was smashed by his giant sword. Before he could even wail, his white porcelain-like body suddenly shattered, like a blood bag that was suddenly flattened, and a large amount of blood emitting rosemary splattered out under the impact, exploding into a thick mass of blood mist. As if he had realized it later, the headless angel's face on the giant sword screamed. The giant sword and the angel's heavy body rolled on the Easter River for a few times before he struggled and sank into a golden spot of light. In the eyes of ordinary people, the splashed river water rushed towards the shore, like a heavy rain.

Salomon didn't stay too much. He had used a short teleportation, but now there was no time left for him to recite spells.

Under the combined action of the jetpack and flight spell, he straightened through the broken steel cable of the Williamsburg Bridge at a speed that only the fifth-generation fighter could, and caught up with the energy angel chasing the subway and the witch on the bridge. The monster's deformed long hand cut deep into the carriage and tore open the steel. Taking advantage of the witch's fire to attract fire, Salomon crossed the long sword and cut off the knee of the energy angel named "faith" with the scorching holy sword.

The angel instantly rolled to the ground because of losing balance, rolling on the track like a mountain, almost crushing the subway carriage that was accelerating and the witch standing on the top of the carriage. The secret mage hurriedly recited a brief spell, causing the angel to float up, and then used his shoulder armor to knock out the monster that had almost destroyed the bridge.

"Gui'an, noble ladies. Is hunting quite pleasant?" he shouted loudly on the twisted track, waving his hand with the smell of hot air and fuel.

"That's my prey, you idiot!" Joan Arc stood in the last trajectory of the destruction of the subway that was gradually distant, and he jumped and scolded Salomon for snatching her spoils. However, Salomon just shrugged and made a gesture, indicating that Joan Arc's distance was too far away and he couldn't hear what he said. This action was so angry that the white-haired witch jumped. From a distance, it looked like a white-haired villain dancing and was very funny. So Salomon smiled, but soon his smile disappeared.

The majestic water vapor rose from the river surface, and his huge body mercilessly blocked the sunlight. He put on a helmet under the heavy water vapor, and the detection system penetrated the thick fog and displayed the enemy's figure on the helmet's display screen. The bullet supply system began to operate, and the composite plasma large-caliber bomb gun hanging under the arm armor of the left arm is automatically loaded, making a crisp "click" sound, and bullets engraved with deadly Runes are waiting to be fired.

This would not be a difficult battle, something more difficult to kill than this thing had died at his hands.

"Thirty seconds." He said. This time was no exception.

Almost all the sisters who can participate in the battle have been engaged in the battle. The sisters who participated in the battle have brought steel wings to gain high mobility. The leaders of the assault team and the heavy firepower team are Catherine and Ora, the two most trusted artificial humans hunt down the lower third-level angels scattered in the city based on the intelligence provided by Kama Taj. Now the sisters who are in the shallow ether plane can finally see the enemy clearly and use the weapons on their hands to punish those false angels. They recited the battle prayers loudly and wore ignited incense burners around their waists. They cooperated with incredible efficiency, exerting the sword, explosive bomb, plasma and laser to the extreme.

Constantine is also amazingly efficient.

The armor of the Imperial Guard can also be equipped with a flight system, but because its size and complexity are far beyond the force feedback power armor of artificial humans, the Imperial Guard's flight system is also huge and complex. This is the first time that Wanda has seen the combat strength of the Imperial Guard. The long halberd with a bomb gun was waving at a speed that ordinary people could not see clearly. Almost no lower-level angel could live under his hands for ten seconds. She believed that even the Hulk of the Avengers might die under such a terrible attack.

Constantine cleaned up all the angels he could see in front of him like a hurricane.

"Come on." Constantine's voice was sent into Wanda's headphones through the encrypted communication system. After he finished speaking, he jumped out of the New York Times Building, and his crimson robe bulged like wings. Constantine activated his jetpack in the strong wind, poked the long halberd with flashing light into the back of a centaur angel, and rushed towards the middle-level angel flying in the other direction in the distance.

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Although she was wearing force feedback power armor, this did not prevent her from casting spells to make herself fly. What's more, she had already obtained the staff. If it weren't for the help of force feedback power armor, she might not even be able to take on this exaggerated weapon.

The silver-plated giant python skull at the top of the snake bone staff was surrounded by a thick steel ring, surrounded by metal spikes arranged in cross shapes. When she held the heavy metal rod of the staff, a scarlet light suddenly appeared in the eye sockets of the giant python skull - this was definitely not the skull of a giant python, nor the skull of an earth creature, but the skull of some kind of magic creature similar to a snake. But Wanda was sent to the battlefield by Master Daniel and carried out a cleanup with Constantine.

She looked east with concern.

She could hear the alarming wailing sound of the Williamsburg Bridge to the east, and she knew that her teacher was fighting there. Ordinary people might only hear the sound of the broken cables of the Williamsburg Bridge and the roar like a surging river water, but Wanda, who was in the shallow ether plane, could feel the extreme pain from that direction, which was intermittent and then disappeared without a trace.

Wanda then breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that if she continued, she would go crazy because she could not bear this torture.

"Ms. Maximov!" Wanda suddenly woke up, and Constantine's voice pulled her back to reality. She quickly waved her staff and fired several scarlet bandages. The bandage tightly grabbed the leg of a lower third-order angel. Constantine seized the opportunity to change the sailing. The jetpack sprayed out scorching cone flames. The guards waved the long halberd and cut the tip into the angel's back. The angel let out a painful cry. Constantine pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the high-explosive ammunition exploded at close range, completely shattering the angel's body.

Constantine frequently flashed the electric light of the electromagnetic shield. "Please be more attentive, Ms. Maximov."

"Sorry, I will. Don't we really need to help?" Wanda said apologetically, but her eyes were still wandering eastward. There were flashes and flames, and the air was filled with the odor of ionization.

"The monarch's order is to eliminate the lower third-level angels, so we will do this unless he changes his order or his life is in danger."

"What about now?"
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