Bada. Bada.
The rag doll stood up, passed through the white light and black shadow, and limped outward.
Dannuo didn't seem to see this strange scene and rushed towards him waving the clipboard in his hand. Only then did Sariel realize that there was a sharp whistling sound coming from above his head.
With this slight pause, "Rotten Archer" Lelagin looked at the gap and fired a row of arrows at him.
Many arrows were knocked off Danno's record board, but a dozen of them still stuck firmly into their bodies.
Click.
Sariel waved his hand to cut off all the arrow tails for Danno and himself, and healed and purified the wounds - this was already very laborious for him.
"Thank you, sir!" Danno said obediently.
The rag doll has gone far. It was also hit by an arrow on its shoulder, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling.
Sariel had no time to care about this matter. Grand Duke Lelakin hid in the black clouds, only showing a strange smile like rubbing metal - from beginning to end, he only showed laughter and arrows.
The demons surrounded him and Danno again.
"Miracle". Sariel thought. Is he going to use a "miracle"?
Cupid allowed him to use "miracles" at critical moments. This holy child also brought about "perfect order."
Is this good order?
He suddenly felt the need to "reflect."
…
…
"I was hit by an arrow!" On the obsidian platform cut out, Hikisi fell to the ground with a plop, clutching her shoulder - a deep bone-deep wound opened out of thin air.
Everyone gathered around her in advance. At this moment, you squeezed me and squeezed you, until Ivo Miannu pushed the other guys aside except Cha.
"Relax. Keep letting 'it' go." Yicha had prepared countermeasures against Lelagin's rotten arrows in advance. At this moment, he directly grabbed a large piece of meat from her shoulder with one hand, threw it away, and mobilized all available resources. The life energy was sent to Xiqisi's bloody wound.
"I'm... I'm leaving, I'm leaving." Xiqisi gasped in pain, her blue and purple feathers standing on end.
Ifomie remained silent and stretched out a finger to point at her forehead.
"No! It doesn't hurt at all! Hahahaha!" Hikisi shouted, sitting up and trying hard to manipulate the rag doll that the angel's corpse had turned into to move in their direction.
Yi Cha inspected the injury on her shoulder.
The foul elements of the Rotting Arrow have all been removed along with the flesh removal, and the corrosion no longer spreads inwards.
It's just that although the wound has been blocked by life energy and bleeding, it heals extremely slowly.
After all, ordinary life energy is not the unique power of Seraph...
Or is it the Harpy Harpy's hybrid nature?
Soulless creatures are closer to constructs, so they are more difficult to treat...
"You can stop the 'prank' at any time." Thinking of this, Yi Cha felt the need to remind her. "If the puppet you control is injured in a critical area, you could be dead."
The Harpy Harpy's "pranks" are flexible in form and are entirely created by the Harpy's own mind.
But in addition to the basic release, in order to complete the prank, "risk relationships" and "prank elements" must be included.
This time Hikis came up with the idea of "Doll Puppet".
Turn things into ragdolls - By manipulating the ragdoll, you can manipulate the corresponding things to move.
As for why we need rag dolls——
This is also the limit of "prank"
Although it can be imagined arbitrarily, it must have a similar "prank element" to be valid. It must be able to cause fright, or it must be weird enough to go beyond common sense, but it must not cause too direct threats or damage.
"Risk relationship" is the relationship between risk and gain.
The greater the risk, the greater the gain.
In this manipulation of the "Doll Puppet", the "risk" is the risk caused by connecting Hikis herself and the damage suffered by the doll.
And "obtain" involves a lot of the rag doll's movement speed, concealment level, reachable distance...
After committing to the corresponding "risk", the Harpy Harpy itself will set the allocation of "gain".
"The distance is too far." Yi Cha looked out and said honestly. "It seems that even if you take such a serious risk, the 'obtain' will basically be allocated in the "reaching distance". The doll walks slowly and is not concealed enough."
Xikis gasped and gritted her teeth, but did not release the "doll puppet" mischievous state.
"It's useless to persuade."
Ifomie stood up, his face expressionless. "nature."
Yi Cha thought for a moment.
"That's right. You go and pick it up."
There is no such thing as a zero-risk prank. Moreover, this is the application of natural energy that most relies on the mind and experience of the releaser. If you want to exercise this, you cannot avoid risks at all.
Looks like Hicks wants to work out.
Ifomie pulled out a stream of smoke and jumped off the platform.
Yicha crouched beside Xiqisi, while Shankarabi and Nesse leaned on the other side, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.
Fortunately, she twisted around and muttered excitedly, but there were no new wounds on her body.
Yi Cha looked outside.
Among the thick smoke and weird fire, a crooked face made of linen gradually emerged, with a mouth and eyes sewed three times, and a hole in the shoulder with cotton exposed.
Bada.
Bada.
The rag doll climbed over the flaming cliff.
Ifo Mieji flashed over and grabbed it.
…
Ifomie quickly returned and dropped the rag doll on the platform.
Hikis glanced at it and breathed a sigh of relief, the "Doll Puppet Prank" was lifted.
As the prank was over, the rough and ugly rag doll with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes suddenly swelled and turned white, turning into a well-proportioned and pure angelic corpse.
Say "goodbye" with a call and begin "injection".
After a while, the angel's body began to glow, climbed up, and yawned.
The angel looked over his shoulder, shocked. "I'm injured!"
He looked up at the guys around him.
Hikis, Nese, Shankarabi.
He nodded to them. Nese and Shankarabi returned.
I saw Yi Fo Mie again.
"Why are you here?" he couldn't help asking.
He looked around again, "Where is this?"
Ifomie didn't answer either question. He snorted and jumped back to the boat. The angel turned around and looked at the last one - a thin, indifferent Seraph.
"Sir! I'm sorry!" He jumped up.
"It's me." Icha said.
"Oh! You succeeded! Congratulations!" Ke Qier was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to shake his hand. "What day is it today? What did I miss?"
"Saturday, you missed a lot." Yi looked at the angel's confused golden eyes and began to consider what was important and what was beyond his holy head. He waved and said to everyone, "Let's go back to the boat."
"Ship?" Ke Qier looked suspicious.
after awhile. They all returned to Suffocation Night.
"It's really a ship." Ke Qier looked around with emotion.
"Let's talk alone," Icha told him.
They walked toward the stern of the ship.
