The son of the dragon who walks

Chapter 286 The Battle of Kyoto Part 2

Anwu watched Ciel approaching, raised his hand and released a huge black spell to block it.

But Anwu was surprised to find that five light spots lit up on the magic wall in front of him. Before he could react, the light spots penetrated the magic wall.

It turned out to be the dragon's sharpened fingertips, and Anmo could even see the red lines on them clearly.

Ciel's fingers grabbed into the magic wall and moved sideways, directly tearing open the magic wall, revealing the darkness behind it.

But before Ciel had time to smash An Wuxin's mask with a punch, a huge twisted and deformed claw came over.

Ciel twisted his body to avoid the giant claw, and Anwu also took advantage of this moment to hide away.

Ciel lowered his head and looked at where the giant claw was coming from. He didn't know who was looking for death and took action at this time.

It was a huge piece of filth. Although the power of the spell was undoubtedly that of a real snake, its appearance was distorted.

The higher the filthy spell, the more human-like its appearance should be. The reason for this filthy exception is the thing on its head.

Although his face was covered with a toad mirror and his eyes could not be seen, his identity could still be seen from his skin color as Basara.

"The second one to help is Basara? You really put in the effort!"

Because of Ciel's interference, Anwu's plan went wrong. He had to think of other ways, so he found two Basaras as backup for this operation. It was his caution that saved him just now.

Basara, who looked exactly like a certain Shichibukai, was afraid that he would not die quickly enough, so he said loudly: "I will not let you affect Anmu's destruction!"

With that said, he once again controlled the filth below and swung his giant claw towards Ciel.

Ciel didn't hide this time, he just raised his palm and slashed with his knife.

As Ciel waved his arm, the flames extended from his palm, forming a huge flaming sword that directly cut off the giant claw at the waist.

The flames were reflected on Basara's glasses, and he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Are you kidding me? What is that!"

Before he could finish his sigh, the flaming sword fell down.

A long knife mark appeared on the ground, and the mark was filled with melted magma on the ground. The filth was directly split into two, and then collapsed and turned into ashes.

Posara landed next to Anwu and said, "Anwu, you should tell me earlier if you encounter such a dangerous guy!"

"Shanmen, do you have any dissatisfaction?" An Wu said coldly.

The Basara named Shanmen laughed instead and said: "No, it is this kind of guy who is interesting!"

Anwu reminded: "Be careful, if you are careless when facing this guy, everything will be over!"

"How long will you continue to talk!"

The two of them had to separate before they finished speaking and hid on both sides. Then a pillar of fire rushed over and burned a section of the tower where they were standing.

The mountain monster smiled and said: "The pure power is really exciting!"

But before he could finish expressing his opinion, he saw Ciel coming in front of him.

"You don't even have a flamingo feather coat, why are you so arrogant!"

As he spoke, Ciel punched Shanmen in the chest and knocked him out like a cannonball.

The mountain gate hit the ground hard, causing the surrounding filth to jump.

Ciel did not pursue him, but instead released a ball of flame to block Anmu's dark spell.

Anwu is the strongest and oldest one among the Basaras, and its power lies in its unfathomable power of mantra.

With all his strength unleashed, the filthy curse actually withstood the burning flames of Char.

By this time, Shanmen had found a new possessor.

He controlled several filths to eat each other, forming an extremely huge orangutan-shaped filth, and he himself got into the filth's chest.

The color of the huge filthy body changed, and the power of the curse became countless times stronger.

Waving his huge palm, the orangutan Guilty slapped Ciel away. At this time, Anwu also controlled a large amount of spell power and entangled him.

Ciel gathered his hands together, and a ball of flame formed in the middle of his palms.

"The brilliant flames of the fire dragon!"

The flame quickly grew in size after leaving Ciel's hand, and finally flew towards Anwu's curse like a small sun.

The power of the dragon flame suit is combined with the assimilation of elves, and another name for perfect elven assimilation is holy magic, so the current flame of Char can be called the holy fire.

Therefore, Char's flame has the ability to destroy evil and purify. It is this characteristic that purifies the fallen fairy spirits in the world of Earth.

Ciel's magic directly broke through Anwu's spell. If Anwu hadn't been able to hide quickly, he would have been swallowed up by the flames.

The orangutan Gu Guilin, who was controlled by Shanmen, also rushed over and smashed down like a hill with his arms together.

Orangutan Dirty's arm hit the ground hard, making a big crater. As if it was not progressing, Orangutan Dirty violently hit the ground with his arm more than ten times.

The cracks on the ground became denser and larger, and finally collapsed directly. The orangutan Filth had such terrifying destructive power under the control of Shanmen.

Shanmen laughed wildly inside the orangutan's filthy body and said, "Did you see it? This is my uncle's destruction. I won't lose to you!"

At this moment, a pillar of fire shot up into the sky and directly rushed away the orangutan's dirty arm.

The orangutan's filthy body was pushed up by the pillar of fire, causing him to stumble.

At this time, Ciel had arrived directly in front of the orangutan.

"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"

Charles punched the orangutan in the face. First, the orangutan's neck was twisted into a twist, and then the whole head exploded.

Ciel retracted his fist, sensed the aura appearing behind him, and blocked it with his forearm covered with his own spiritual equipment.

Anwu kicked Ciel's forearm, and the impact spread out in a circle, even the surrounding miasma and smoke were pushed away.

Anmu is blessed with powerful spells, and even ordinary attacks can explode with huge power. Unfortunately, it is still not as good as Ciel. It seems that Yuuto Shijing did not remind Anmu not to fight in close combat with Ciel.

Ciel deflected Anmu's foot, twisted around and launched a roundhouse kick, directly hitting Anmu's head.

Anwu's newly repaired mask shattered into pieces, revealing his fairly upright face. But now that face was full of twisted expressions of resentment and pain.

Just as Charles was about to pursue him, a pair of big hands came over and pinned him directly in the middle.

The orangutan Filthy, whose head was blown off by Ciel, did not fall down. On the contrary, a large number of tentacles emerged from its body and pulled all the Filth around it into its body.

After swallowing the filth, most of the orangutan's filthy head had been repaired. But it suddenly took action and swatted Charles in its hand like a mosquito.

With a roar, the flames instantly burned the orangutan's filthy closed palms to ashes.

Ciel appeared on the spot with his arms spread out, just like how he opened the orangutan's dirty palms.

"I almost forgot, the head is not your vital point, so you won't hit it wrong next time!" Charles said.

Both Anwu and Sanmon in the orangutan's dirty body showed solemn expressions, and a special emotion appeared in their hearts.

That is the fear that any living thing will have when facing death!

(End of chapter)