On the top of the hat of the Rabbit Duke statue, a boy with round eyes asked shyly.
Just like the neighbor's children, they ring your doorbell in the afternoon after coming home from school and timidly ask you: Do you have soy sauce at home? My mother was cooking and ran out of soy sauce.
But unfortunately, the core of psychic energy is not soy sauce.
Ana Shen is not the kind-faced uncle who lives next door.
He was not fooled by the young man's handsome and innocent appearance, and without even saying a word of nonsense, he rushed towards the young man.
The black mist stirred up on him, forming a jet vortex from behind him, making his running speed increase by 10%.
It seems that after Shen Yan broke away from the world of playing cards, his control over the black mist has been greatly strengthened.
As long as the method of use is not too complicated, he thought in his mind, and the black mist would operate like an arm and a finger.
And Shen Yan, who had developed a new way of acceleration, was like a bicycle equipped with a jet engine. Hearing an explosion in the air, Shen Yan, carrying the shadow of the black mist, had instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters and arrived at the young man's side. in front of.
The five fingers he stretched out were wrapped with a blade made of black mist, and he grabbed the young man with great ferocity!
Flame Fairy\Santi was shocked and angry: "Asshole, stop——!!"
Although these two people were right next to the boy, by the time they reacted, it was already too late.
The sword wind brought by Ana Shen's five fingers easily cut off the glasses hanging on the young man's nose, and then scratched his skin——
However, at this moment, the young man stumbled unnaturally as if he was frightened, and fell backwards uncontrollably.
In this way, he narrowly escaped the subsequent damage from Ana Shen's claws.
The scratch, which was enough to cut through the metal, only left three very shallow scars on his face.
Ana Shen’s eyes narrowed.
At this time, the boy had fallen into Yan Ji's arms. Yan Ji and Xian Di finally reacted and each used their own unique power to attack Ana Shen.
Yan Ji hugged the young man with one hand, and a bright blood-colored flame appeared in the other hand, and threw it at Ana Shen like a fireball.
And Xiandi hurriedly shot out a thread from her hand again, like an arrow, and shot towards Ana Shen.
The two of them wanted to retreat from the enemy to protect themselves, and their attacks were a bit hasty and unorganized, but their victory was that their attacks were extremely frequent and covered a wide range of attacks.
If Ana Shen didn't want to get hurt, she could only choose to retreat temporarily.
However, he stirred up the black mist all over his body, piled up a thick layer in front of him, and rushed forward directly to face the attacks of the two people!
The fireball thrown by Yan Ji hit Ana Shen's body, like a red-hot iron falling into a snowdrift.
The raging black mist swallowed and extinguished the fireball in an instant, and the fireball also left deep pits on Shen Yan's thick "black mist wall".
But in the end, the defense was not broken.
But the silk thread that Sandy waved had strong penetrating power. Especially after the fireball melted most of the black mist, Sandy saw the right opportunity, spilled several threads, and shot them at the weak areas of the black mist.
The silk thread that Sandy popped up was extremely fast and difficult to detect. Ana Shen could only activate the mist to wash it away in a large area.
But Yan Ji used fireballs to leave dozens of big holes in the "black mist wall" he formed. There were too many weak points and it was impossible to defend them all.
Finally, three white and transparent threads passed through the black fog and were nailed to Ana Shen's body.
Three silk threads were locked on Ana Shen's chest in the shape of a pin, and were about to penetrate his heart and lungs.
At the critical moment, Ana Shen forcibly twisted her body, turned sideways to avoid the vital point of her heart, and allowed three silk threads to penetrate from the ribs on the right side, penetrate the subcostal muscles, and come out from the left side.
The shape is very much like grilled ribs pierced with iron skewers.
Sandy knew by the touch after hitting the target that it had not pierced the target's vitals. His seductive black face turned fierce, and he controlled the silk thread with both hands to tear and wave it left and right.
He wanted to use silk thread as a knife to cut Ana Shen into pieces!
However, Ana Shen was one step ahead and tightly held the three threads with her hands.
The silk threads were torn apart crazily under Xiandi's control. Even though Ana Shen used black mist to protect her palms, the blood still flowed from the cuts by the threads.
Ana Shen's expression was cold and resolute. He grabbed the three threads tightly and rushed directly towards the group of three people.
Although the abilities of the next three people were not as weird as the magician, they were full of destructive power. Ana Shen had to reduce their numbers before they could stabilize their position.
Otherwise, it will be quite troublesome once they recover from their own attack rhythm.
In particular, that boy's ability has not been shown at all yet.
Ana Shen was not so naive as to think that the young man was able to dodge his attack just because of coincidence.
If not...then a guy who hides his clumsiness in front of his teammates is a wolf in sheep's clothing!
Having made up his mind, Shen Yan took advantage of the black fog's ability to obscure his vision, holding on to the cutting thread controlled by Sandy, and finally jumped into the middle of the three of them.
At this time, the seriously injured magician was still lying aside. Xian Di's attention was still on the thread of competition with Ana Shen, and the young man before was probably still cowering in Yan Ji's arms because he was frightened.
Before breaking through the black fog, Ana Shen secretly noted down the locations and status of several people.
In order to paralyze Xiandi and get rid of the trouble of the silk thread, Ana Shen even gave up the control of the silk thread in his hand at this moment, and allowed it to cut the muscles on the outside of his chest while rolling, and he also broke free from it.
The moment he broke through from behind the black mist wall, a short black spear condensed in Ana Shen's hand and went straight towards Yan Ji and the boy in her arms!
Yan Ji and Xian Di obviously did not expect that Ana Shen would suddenly jump out of the black mist, and they were even stunned for a moment at this moment.
However, Yan Ji reacted quickly, and she directly threw the bright red flame in her hand towards Ana Shen.
Ana Shen had nowhere to use to dodge while flying, and directly resisted the red fireballs.
Fortunately, the damage of this fireball was not strong. It burned his shirt, and after being blocked by a thin layer of black mist, it fell on Ana Shen's body, leaving only a few burn marks.
But at this time, Ana Shen had completely arrived in front of her!
The short spear in his hand stabbed fiercely into the chest with a fierce cold light!
When it was inevitable, Yan Ji actually pushed the young man out of her arms after some struggle.
With an unbelievable look of fear on the young man's face, he was instantly pierced by Ana Shen's spear!
Immediately afterwards, blazing black flames burned out of his body.
The magician was ignited by black fire from the surface of his body, and it was possible to save him, but the flames ignited from the boy's body completely cut off his life.
After dealing with the young man, Ana Shen put the short spear on Yan Ji's neck and said coldly: "Who are you, and what are you doing here with all your intentions?"
Yan Ji ignored Ana Shen, not even the short black spear at her throat.
She looked at Ana Shen's back with feverish eyes: "As expected of my beloved brother, you are a well-deserved genius!"
Ana Shen turned her head suddenly.
Not far behind him, the originally dead boy appeared next to the basketball-sized psychic core aggregate.
Ana Shen looked at the burning corpse, which had completely turned into a pile of rotten flesh.
"A substitute? Or a puppet?"
Ana Shen had no time to think about this, because the young man had already stuffed the scorching sun-like psychic aggregate into a special metal device.
After some operations with his handheld computer, the metal device shot a pink beam of light into the sky, and the black sky in the entire realm instantly rolled with clouds.
The spiritual energy in the entire realm, as silent as the sea, surged up at this moment.
It felt like a dead world coming to life again.
