"Nothing comes true" is the innate spell of the God of Mildew. The key is that as long as it has a purpose, it will inevitably fail - no matter whether it is the God of Mildew himself or anyone shrouded in his halo, without exception.
Now the five Meiqins, the elves and the God of Mold are in such an embarrassing situation. They will definitely not be able to fight, and the attacks will be basically ineffective.
Especially for spells, there is always zero hit. Physical attacks can sometimes scratch the edge, but the effect is not as good as scratching.
While Mikoto and the other five have given up on treatment and are starting to think about retreating first and fighting again someday, Mold God is still trying his best to pull out his lower body that is stuck in the "door frame", and then face to face with the enemy with a real sword. A real gun fight - highlights the value of his spirit.
"Do you really want to withdraw?" Harley was a little reluctant. There was such an admirable opponent, and it was cruel to leave him here like this.
"It's a waste not to leave. We definitely can't deal with an enemy we can't hit." Compared with the enemy who doesn't exist, the enemy is there but can't be seen or touched. This is even more annoying. Mikoto looked at it with hatred. He kept arching towards the God of Mold, as if taunting everyone's heads, I really wanted to give him a blow.
"I have an immature idea that might work." Wuzi has been thinking about it. She understands the mold gods and the characteristics of these gods. On the surface, they seem immune to attacks, but in fact rules are the core of gods.
"One of us can restrain the God of Mildew." Wuzi suggested.
"Who?" everyone asked together - among our five newbies, is there a senior king?
"It's Miss Aragaki." Wu Zi didn't pick up Qiao and answered immediately.
Mikoto+Hari+Ayase+Ishihara: ((´-_-)-_-)-_-)-_-)
Aragaki: (＊／ω＼＊)
"Wait a minute!" After showing his modesty with shyness at first, Aragaki suddenly came back to his senses, "When did I become so capable? There is nothing special about me since I was a child, except for being cute."
Hearing Aragaki say that he is cute, the other four girls became even more suspicious.
"Maybe it's funny that can restrain the God of Mildew." Mikoto began to speculate.
"No, it's not called funny. I heard from the head teacher that it's called a sand sculpture." Twenty days after entering school, Halli has already added a lot of strange words to her Daxia vocabulary.
"Yuyi is really cute." The one who can say this must be Ayase, who is stupid but not pretty enough.
"Miss Captain is right, but Yui is usually very unlucky. Maybe she is really in conflict with the God of Misfortune. Doesn't Mr. Hagi always say that a negative is a positive?" Ishihara found a way to adjust the excessive pressure on himself, which is Focusing on work, she became the staff officer of the team.
"That sentence is my brother's catchphrase. Sister Yayoi said it was his excuse for being lazy." Mikoto whispered. Turning around, Aragaki had already begun to whisper whether he had ancient bloodline and whether he would awaken in this field. Hurry up. Bringing the topic back, "Sister Wuzi, what should Yui do to defeat the God of Mildew?"
"Miss Aragaki just needs to use her strengths. Don't think about anything and just do it." Wuzi explained calmly.
"Simple-minded brawn?"
"The legendary brainless?"
"No wonder Aichi-san always says that Yui is too straightforward!"
"Maybe you can contact the God of Mold by turning into nothing?"
Except for Ishihara's guess, none of the other three women were reliable.
"Miss Ishihara is very close. I think that as long as you don't have the thought of attacking, you can 'beat' the God of Mildew."
"Even if we try our best to hide, it is difficult to completely eliminate hostility when facing the God of Mildew. Miss Aragaki is different. She has a chance of entering an unconscious state at any time."
Wuzi explained the rationale for her plan.
"Come on, Yui!" Mikoto stretched out her hand and pushed Aragaki, who looked like "how the gap between ideals and reality becomes a seller's show and a seller's show", towards the god of mold.
"Such a situation really exists!" Taiyi was stunned in the distance. He thought that such outrageous things would only happen in the second dimension: all kinds of nonsense chatting on his own side wasted time, but the enemy monsters close at hand were waiting honestly. Only after the double hair is concave and styled can you think about fighting.
He didn't expect this scene to happen before his eyes.
"Master, please think about the characteristics of the God of Mildew. As long as he still has the idea of returning to the realm from the gap space, he will definitely not be able to come out." Lingzi said that it was not that the screenwriter was three and a half years old, but that the enemy's IQ was worrying.
boom--
Aragaki's strengthened little fist hit the hunched round head.
"Huh?"
"Huh!"
Five people, Michigami and Mikoto, made surprised sounds at the same time. One was surprised, and the other five were happy.
"Yuyi, why are you so surprised? Didn't you hit me?" Ayase couldn't understand and shouted to Aragaki.
"Stop talking, Yui had no intention of taking action at all. It was purely an instinctive movement of the body." Ishihara pulled Ayase, hoping that she would stop exposing Aragaki as an "idiot".
Bang-bang-bang
Aragaki looked at Ayase and struck three times with his small fist, "I can hit the enemy just by doing casual exercises. It seems that the elves are too useless. I need to train more."
They still didn't understand euphemistic words, but they were very useful to the elves at the beginning level. Guan Guan, the giant eagles and the mongooses all gathered their energy and prepared to intensify their training after returning to the world of mountains and seas.
The next battle scene turned into Aragaki punching Xiaochuangdun, punching to the end, gradually creating a sense of rhythm, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move, move
The music was sometimes exciting and sometimes melodious. The four people listening to Mikoto and Taiyi watching began to feel sleepy.
"No chance." Mikoto concluded. Uniform's strengthening time is short, and it can reach level 20 at most. Even Mildew's defense can't be broken. At best, it can force HP -1, -1, -1... not as good as Mildew's black hat. Dark can help him recover blood quickly.
"So, we still have to retreat?" Looking at the God of Mildew who still didn't change his original intention and struggled outwards with a weight on his head despite being knocked around by Aragaki, Harley couldn't bear to leave him here alone.
"No, we still have a chance." Wuzi acted as the brake again. She nodded slightly to Mikoto, and then shouted to the back: "Master Tai, we can only rely on you to solve the problem."
The five Mikotos: (ㅍ_ㅍ)
Taiyi: (⊙_⊙)
First, Taiyi was not surprised when Wuzi was exposed, but he was confused - Wuzi had long sensed that Taiyi and others were nearby;
Secondly, what does it mean that I can solve it?
"Miss Wuzi is saying that you are a 'King Sand Sculpture' that is higher than the 'Bronze Sand Sculpture' Aragaki." Piu had a flattering look on his face, smiled at Wuzi, and helped her explain to Taiyi.
"Thank you! You can go back to the Shanhai Realm to retire!" Taiyi thought that the explanation was completely unnecessary.
"Mr. Taiyi's basic level has reached level 60, and he can subdue the God of Mildew without using magic." Wuzi didn't want to repeat the theoretical basis for Taiyi's ability to defeat the God of Mildew, but just asked Taiyi to complete the field strategy.
"Since Sister Wuzi's words make sense, come on, brother!" Mikoto made a gesture of raising her fist, then turned her head away, not looking at Taichi. As she did this, the four girls of Harley, Reiko, and Wuzi, He also made a cheering gesture and looked away neatly.
