The sound wasn't particularly harsh, but it made Plisson's hair stand on end.
The person who spoke was none other than the mysterious old man who was holding up the basket and surrounded by several groups of green flames. Or should we call him...Ghost Earl.
"Hurry up the progress bar. People are coming. People are coming."
Plissen looked at the crimson light that was only one step away from completely covering the formation's eyes, and couldn't help but feel anxious. But at this critical moment, the spread of the crimson light spots stopped again, and then returned to The turtle crawling speed at the beginning.
"....Field."
The Ghost Earl caressed Ti, and the clarity and youthful color in his eyes had all disappeared, leaving only the turbidity and fierce light in his eyes.
On his neck, a tiny spot of light glowed slightly red.
As soon as the old man spat out his words, the lantern immediately reacted. A scorching beam of light accompanied by bursts of flames was reflected from the lantern, and the target it aimed at was the space array where Plissen was located.
At the moment when the scorching light beam was about to hit the space array, a crimson stream of light shot out from the array's eyes. The stream of light enveloped the scorching light, and then reflected the beam back to the Ghost Earl.
But as the lantern shined brightly, both the crimson stream emitted from the array eye and the burning light reflected by the lantern disappeared in an instant.
"Liu Guang Ying, a special secret technique that can only be mastered by the Grand Master of the Mystery." The Ghost Earl looked at the space technique not far ahead and said to himself.
Faced with the intensely intimidating beam of burning energy, Pleasant originally thought he was finished, but he never thought that a stream of light suddenly flashed at the center of the formation, but he easily withstood the direct attack, and after a slight delay, This delay is enough for the progress bar in front of me...?
"Why, the progress bar is still going backwards?"
Pleasant was completely dumbfounded. The light spot that had almost completely enveloped the formation's eyes moved back a lot, and the hope he had just raised fell back to the bottom in an instant.
"It should be that the automatic defense of this magic circle has absorbed the energy we instilled. If you want, the magic circle can no longer be attacked." Vitor frowned, stopped losing control of the extraordinary power, and began to tighten his grip. He picked up the silver pendant hanging around his neck.
"You continue to lose, and I will stop his attack."
Centipede-like black lines reappeared on Vitor's neck, his rose-red eyes exuded a chill, and the transparent black wings spread out from his back again.
Vitor walked out of the law and rushed straight towards Uncle Ghost. At the same time, the transparent black wings on his back began to change, but this time they did not turn into a pair of hazy black wings, but turned into a knife and a sword. .
The Ghost Earl muttered softly, and then a huge fireball with incandescent light came out from the side of the lantern and threw it towards the location of the space magic circle.
The burning fireball carried dazzling brilliance and scorching heat. Just as it was about to hit the space array, a hazy black sword appeared in mid-air and cut it into two. The hazy black long sword struck in the air and broke into two. Half of the fireball disappeared in mid-air, as if it had never appeared.
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The shape of the sword was hazy, floating on Vitor's left side. The blade was sharp and the sword was cold. It attacked the Ghost Earl from two sides with one left and one right.
The Ghost Earl's expression remained calm, and two groups of ghostly flames flashed beside him, shattering Vitor's swords at extremely fast speeds.
The corners of Vitor's mouth overflowed with excitement, and the shattered hazy sword turned into black light spots and re-condensed into a pair of transparent black wings behind Vitor's back.
Vitor opened his black wings and flew back, then opened the distance again. A pair of transparent wings turned into two hazy black long ones, and they all aimed at the Ghost Earl.
The Ghost Earl once again dodged two groups of ghosts beside him, and smashed two black spears thrown at him into pieces.
However, this time the shattered black spear did not turn into the wings on Vitor's back again, but quickly condensed in the sky.
The big sword spun in the air a few times, clearing away the ghost flames remaining around the big sword, and then slashed at the Ghost Earl in front.
Just as he was about to be struck by the big sword, the lantern in Ghost Earl's hand once again reflected a burst of force, completely shattering the big sword in front of him.
Vitor uttered fresh words, and the black light spots once again condensed into a pair of transparent black wings on his back.
Vitor wiped the blood and dust from the corner of his mouth, turned his head and asked: "Is the space array open now?"
"Quick, there's only the last bit left." Plisson responded proactively to Vitor this time.
"...Yes, I can still hold on." Vitor gasped, and the wings on his back turned into a pair of big hazy hands again.
As long as the Ghost Count doesn't use the West Sea artifact "Ghost Ship" and its related undead domain skills, and only relies on the derivative abilities of 018, then I should be able to deal with him for a while.
Vitor thought so, and the pair of transparent wings behind his back gradually turned into dots of black light. These light spots condensed in the air, forming a hazy black shield in front of Vitor.
I don't need to cause any harm to the Ghost Earl, I just need to protect the space teleportation circle.
Vitor stood up and stared at the ghost Earl with a calm expression.
The Ghost Count holding 018 raised his hand, and the ghost flames floating in the air beside him immediately started to move. However, this time the ghost flames did not attack Vito, but rotated back to the wick of 018. At the same time, At the same time, the Ghost Earl was mumbling words.
"The god of the first divine kingdom, the hero born in the fire, reflects the glorious morning light of the star world."
"I call him by his true name again! He appears in a mythical form."
"God of dawn and fire!"
"Field Apoolis!"
Suddenly, an indescribable incandescent light enveloped everything Vitor could see. When the white light faded, a man nearly a hundred tall appeared in front of Vitor, his whole body burning with raging fire, which continued to radiate around. A dazzling flame giant.
Vitor stood in front of the giant, staring at the huge body. An unprecedented sense of fear and trembling stimulated Vitor's spirit, making him stay in place for a moment.
The Ghost Earl stood steadily on the palm of the flame giant. The blazing fire did not hurt him at all, and did not even ignite the corners of his clothes.
His eyes were fierce, and the red light on his neck became more and more conspicuous.
"...Phil, use the morning embers."
Like the despicable savior
Feeling sad and happy
