"... Archbishop of the Arrogant Sect, the real trouble is coming." Plisson's two crow heads showed solemn expressions, and he quickly swooped down with his wings, calling out countless tentacles transformed from shadows. , trying to get rid of the injured Joshua first before Liya takes action. After all, no one is willing to face two divine saints at the same time.
But Liya, who has officially joined the battle, will not let Plisson seize this golden opportunity. Liya pulled out the thin sword like a flute, and with a simple finger, the injured Joshua quickly moved to her side, making Plisson's attack completely in vain.
"Mr. Joshua, the old god's body formed by imitating the false god's body should also have a divine core that forms the center of operation, right?" Liya touched her chin and looked at the old man who was transferred to her side with great interest. asked.
"That's natural."
"Really? Then the next step will be easy." Liya smiled slightly, stretched out her left hand forward, and groped repeatedly, as if she was searching for something in the air.
"Ha, let me find it." Liya stretched out her left hand and suddenly made it into a fist. When he opened his palm again, a shadow wrapped in golden flocculent lines appeared in his palm.
Liya crushed the shadow into pieces without hesitation. Correspondingly, Plisson's shadow body in the form of a pair of crows suddenly had numerous cracks and collapsed in just a few seconds. Pleasant suddenly returned to his original form.
At this time, Plissen no longer had any extra strength to summon the divine body again.
"Mr. Joshua, it will be easier now." Liya put the drawn rapier back into its sheath. Her expression was as calm as usual, as if she was doing a small thing without any effort.
"It's easy to handle." Joshua, who had successfully repaired his injuries with secret magic runes, seemed to have dark flames burning in his eyes. A large amount of black mist poured out from his sleeves and rushed towards the weak man at extremely fast speeds. Pleasant.
Nuo Ling, who still had some energy left, reacted quickly and summoned several contract chains to intercept. Unfortunately, the black mist summoned by Joshua this time was not real. A large amount of black mist passed directly through the chains and approached Pleasant. .
Pleasant used 088 to make a defensive shield to resist, but he didn't expect that the strange black mist directly eroded the protective film that exuded golden light, and quickly condensed into a ball when he got close to Pleasant, trying to get into Pleasant's body. Body.
Surprisingly, Pleasant's shadow shifted position at this time, and a complete human form emerged in front of it, breathing in the unknown black mist instead of Pleasant.
Pleasant did not expect the sudden change in his shadow, but he did not have time to think too much. While the opponent was not pursuing him, he quickly used 088 to consume a lot of money, adding more weight to himself, and carried out layer after layer. Intensive Care.
After the divine body collapsed just now, the remaining extraordinary power in his body was also affected, and there was very little left. Even if the extraordinary power was in the cyclic resonance state, it would take some time to recover part of it, so Pleasant could only temporarily Let’s use foreign means to defend first.
"The dark mist fused with the breath of death is such a familiar scent. Fortunately, I have absorbed this thing, otherwise you might have died." Pleasant's shadow swelled and stood up at this time, becoming taller. It grew in size and transformed into a strong and burly figure.
He wore a terrifying pitch-black armor and held an extremely huge scythe in his hand. A devil-like battle helmet covered his head, revealing only a pair of dark and deep eyes.
"K of spades, Kain? Why are you here to join in the fun, you bastard?" Liya frowned. She was about to withdraw from the battle, and now she took out the flute-like thin sword from its scabbard.
"He has not yet completed what he promised to Archduke Belvine, so this man cannot die." Kain said as he took Pleasant's hand.
At the moment of contact with the cold gauntlet, a warm current surged into Pleasant's body, and the recovery of his extraordinary power also accelerated instantly, almost allowing Pleasant to escape from the weak state after the body of the god collapsed.
"Your goal should be to break through the arcane rune formation over there, but it is somewhat unrealistic to set the goal to eliminate the explorer who contains the divinity of the god." Kain used a wide black scythe. He tapped the ground gently and spoke in a gentle tone.
"I have another method that can achieve your goal more simply and quickly." After Kain's words fell, his tall figure quickly disappeared on the spot.
And on the altar protected by the secret method, a believer who fell into a coma due to fear inexplicably had a large shadow. The swelling shadow quickly stood up and turned into the appearance of Kain.
"The outside of the rune array protected by the flowing light is indeed indestructible, but the inside... is somewhat fragile." Kain waved his sickle and hit the rune array hard. The indestructible runes The formation was instantly shattered, and Liuguang Yingcai, who could resist any form of attack, was also successfully broken.
"The rest is up to you." After Kain finished speaking to Plissen, he disappeared again, and the shadow he contained returned to its original state.
"Thank you!" Plisson didn't hesitate too much. In order to prevent himself from being affected by 054's gravity, he completely turned his body into a shadow and instantly dived into the ground, running straight towards Wobilens next to the three-headed statue.
"Stop!" Joshua was about to release the secret runes to form a spell to intercept Pleasant, but his spell casting was interrupted by his own shadow that turned into an entity.
"Troublesome ability, can there be some normal people among Belvine's men?" Liya, who drew out her rapier, was also intercepted by her own shadow, and for a while it was difficult to effectively stop Plisson.
The Duke of Vobilens was not an extraordinary person, and Plisson did not notice a breath of extraordinary items on his body. At such a close distance, the Duke of Vobilens did not run and could not run at all.
Plissen has always wanted to know what kind of expression this aristocratic Duke, who did all evil, traded people wantonly, and completely reduced the lives of the lower class people to nothing, would show before he died. Was he frightened?
Or fear? Or do you regret everything you have done? However, Plisson did not see any of these on the face of Duke Wobilens at this time.
The gloomy, sallow face remained as stiff as ever, without any fright or fear of death. It didn't even have a decent expression. The stiff face was like a mask that would never change. Maybe Wobilens has already put life and death aside, maybe Wobilens has known his fate from a long time ago.
But these have nothing to do with Pleasant. There is only one thing he wants to practice now... kill the Wobilens in front of him and take revenge!
It's all close at hand! The sharp blade turned from the shadow in Pleasant's hand stopped one meter in front of Duke Vobilens. A person stopped in front of Duke Vobilens, and her appearance made Pleasant dare not move her. The sharp blade took another step forward.
"Brother, stop it."
