After repeatedly confirming that illusions were ineffective against "2B", "Hazy" simply gave up on illusions and fought "2B" purely with physical skills.
After all, she was a genius ninja who was once as famous as "Igawa Ashaji". Although taijutsu was not her specialty, she was still stronger than many taijutsu-type ninjas.
Especially after becoming a dependent of the vampire king "Edwin Brak", "Hazy"'s body functions directly broke through the shackles of humans and became a high-level demon in the true sense. The already top strength became even more powerful. It is a qualitative leap.
Even if "Igawa Ashaji" comes in person, without activating the unreasonable "Falcon Technique", the speed of "Hazy" will be at most 50-50.
Although "2B" is not a dexterous doll known for its speed, its detection ability is extremely strong. It can always react in time just before the attack lands. Coupled with the elusiveness of the "Sky Release" ninjutsu, it can appear from time to time. Being able to hit the target with a cold blow was actually taking the initiative.
Tsk-!
The black Zhansa sword once again cut a foot-long gap in "Hazy"'s delicate skin. "Hazy" covered the intestines that were about to leak out and quickly retreated. When he raised his hand again, his shiny lower abdomen was intact again.
"Do you want to surrender?"
"2B" held the long and narrow sword backwards with both hands and rarely spoke a word.
"Surrender? Are you kidding? There is never an option to surrender in the Dark Arena... I have to admit, you are more difficult than I expected, especially the fact that the illusion is ineffective, which makes me so embarrassed for the first time."
As he spoke, "Hazy" pulled off the hanging pendant from his slender neck, raised it to his forehead and hung it in front of his eyes.
"To be honest, it's not that I don't like the power the master gave me, I just don't like the way that makes my body tattered - Ninja Technique: Reverse Marking!"
Countless complicated blue and purple patterns covered "Hazy"'s body, her smart eyes showed a strange pure black color, and the black demonic energy visible to the naked eye continued to spread from her body.
Suddenly, the voluptuous and sexy body of "Hazy" turned into a bullet, and almost instantly got close to "2B". The latter didn't even have time to react, and was scratched across the chest by the sharp three-edged hook.
Tear-!
The skin rolled up under the neatly cracked black combat uniform, revealing the silver-white alloy guard plate inside.
"Robot? No wonder my illusions are ineffective on you, but - that's it for now!"
After succeeding in the attack, "Hazy" crouched down like a beast, its claws dragged six slender scratches on the ground, forcibly offsetting its own inertia. The body once again turned into a red afterimage that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and both claws slashed in the air. A bright grid-shaped light curtain appeared.
"2B" flashes continuously, and its slim figure disappears and appears in various corners of the ring. However, every time it is caught by "Hazy" in advance like a prophet.
Of course, that was not a true prediction, it was just that "Hazy"'s speed had exceeded "2B's" reaction speed.
"2B" tried to distance itself several times, but was interrupted by "Hazy", who had already noticed its intention, with a close-fitting output. A pair of steel claws ranged up and down, and the split energy created criss-crossing claw marks in the field. The damage to "2B"'s body surface has become more and more serious, and even half of its face has exposed the ferocious metal skeleton underneath.
"The enemy's strength has increased for unknown reasons. Please apply for overclocking output."
An emotionless electronic prompt sounded, and a penetrating bright red flash lit up under "2B"'s eye mask.
A massive amount of mental power was channeled through the void magic channel into the magic circuit created by the "Dragon Heart Vein", and the entire body began to operate overloaded with sufficient power.
boom--!
The hook that was about to penetrate the forehead was clasped tightly by a mechanical arm that exposed the internal alloy skeleton, and then a ferocious punch hit "Hazy"'s flat belly covered with dark purple patterns.
The ring-shaped energy visible to the naked eye exploded on "Hazy"'s back along with the torn clothes, and the blood mist mixed with the fragments of internal organs spurted out from "Hazy"'s mouth several meters away, making his body look like a cannonball. He flew upside down and hit the light shield of the defensive barrier hard, causing a circle of human-shaped blood marks to explode.
Before "Hazy"'s body fell, "2B" suddenly appeared above the light screen in a flash. The long and narrow Zanzamat sword in his hand swirled a black light and cut directly into "Hazy"'s shoulder, spattering blood all the way across his ribs. Down, the energy that penetrated the body slashed across the floor, leaving a dark ravine several feet long on the hard concrete.
"Damn robot... don't get too complacent!"
"Hazy"'s charming face was violently distorted by pain, and the sprayed blood turned into life-like red tentacles, flying and fastening, connecting the two parts of the body again.
The blood scattered on the ground floated up out of thin air and gathered in her hands as if being attracted. After a short period of momentum, she suddenly waved out bloody claw marks dozens of meters long.
——"Broken Claw"!
The speed of the blood claw was so fast that only three streaks of red blood could be seen that penetrated most of the arena. However, the figure of "2B" flashed behind "Hazy" first, and the black sword was whipped into the roaring wind. Like the whirling blades of a meat grinder, it slashed dozens of times from top to bottom in an instant.
"Jiejie - it's useless! Except for sunlight and holy water, no one can harm the immortal body given to me by the master!"
"Hazy"'s blood tentacles squirmed like sea anemones again and shot out from various wounds, reconnecting all the limb fragments accurately, and then flipped flexibly like a gymnast, leaping directly above "2B" , in the shadow of the light cover, a pair of big black shadow hands rose from the ground, and suddenly closed like the mouth of a giant beast.
The figure of "2B" flashed away again, and when he reappeared, he turned into ten, surrounded by "Hazy" from all directions.
——"Yitou Style·Floating Butterflies"!
The ten graceful figures split again. Hundreds of after-images flashed through in just a few seconds. The images in milliseconds continued to overlap in the retina. In the end, only dots of shining sword light could be seen, as if they were flying in the flowers. gorgeous butterflies.
That flower is the flower of death blooming from blood.
"Hazy", whose body had been stabbed hundreds of times, had turned into a puddle of flesh with no discernible shape at all. Countless red tentacles were squirming and intertwined, trying to piece together the original form among the thin strips of cloth.
"It's useless... Even if you kill me a thousand times or ten thousand times today, I will stand in front of you intact... And you, as long as I can hit you once, I can turn you into a pile of rags scrap metal!"
Among the squirming flesh and blood, a skull with half of it missing smiled horribly.
The bloody scene like a slaughterhouse has exceeded the endurance limit of the audience in the venue. Vomiting sounds occurred one after another. Many elderly and infirm people fainted on the spot and were carried out by the staff for first aid.
"Butterflies fluttering? This is Sister Rinko's original secret!" "Shui Cheng Xuefeng"'s suspicious eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of Luo Jie and "Akiyama Rinko", "What is the relationship between you two... ?”
"Call "brother-in-law" and I'll tell you. Luo Jie looked at "Shui Cheng Xuefeng" with a smile.
"Go to hell!"
"Shui Cheng Xuefeng" glared at Luo Jie fiercely, and looked at "Akiyama Rinko" with an inquiring look. However, he found to his disbelief that "Akiyama Rinko" had a blushing face and did not argue.
Although "Tatsuro Akiyama" was also surprised, what was more important at the moment was the battle situation in the ring.
"Night Dire Lord, what should we do now? "Hazy" has the immortal body of the vampire family, and your mechanical golem can't kill her at all..."
At this moment, several staff members brought the barbecue grill and the fresh-keeping boxes containing ingredients.
Luo Jie couldn't help but smile, igniting the charcoal in the furnace with his hand.
"Don't worry, there will always be a way. Eat something first."
The charcoal in the oven crackled, and the flame ignited was not the usual orange-yellow color, but a golden color as dazzling as the sun.
At the same time, "2B" on the stage moved again.
As the long and narrow sword was swung, a cluster of golden flames emerged out of thin air, dragging its steaming golden light tail down like a falling meteor!
——"Yidao Liu·Disaster and Water Diversion"!
"this is not--!"
The "Fire of the Sun" produced by [Feathered Serpent, Breath of the Sun] is inherently capable of burning evil. The permeating black evil energy is like the best flame retardant, instantly burning the wriggling flesh and blood into ashes. A huge golden ball of fire.
"Hazy", who had not fully recovered, let out a heart-rending scream. The scream was full of fear of death, but after only a few seconds, it turned into fine black ash, which was scattered in the air with the rising hot air. .
"Uh, the winner - Yurha No. 2 Type B!"
The defensive barrier was closed, and before the staff came in to clean it, the dog "Xiao Ke" trotted into the venue and pulled out a pair of hooks and a pendant from the ashes.
Luo Jie was quite appreciative of the dog's caring behavior and reached out to rub the round dog's head as a reward.
The hook is just a C blue-level strange weapon. Its additional skill is to deepen the wound and slow down the healing speed of the wound.
But the other pendant is a good thing.
[The Seal of the Evil Curse]
Type: Talisman
Quality: C (gold)
Level: LV.1
Introduction: Using specific spells, you can forcefully enslave a target that has lost resistance. The success rate depends on the difference in mental power between the two parties. It can also be carried as a personal talisman, which can effectively resist illusion attacks that are lower than one's own mental strength. If the target's mental strength is lower than 60% of one's own mental strength, the opponent's illusion will be forced to rebound.
This should be "Hazy"'s iconic hypnotic ninjutsu prop. Unfortunately, there is no corresponding spell yet, so it cannot exert the proper hypnotic effect.
However, Luo Jie didn't care. Compared with the hypnotic enslavement that could only be used to teach Zhou Zhou, what he valued more was the illusion resistance effect attached to the [Evil Curse Seal]. This was what he needed to repair most at the moment. Defensive shortcomings.
…
In the box above the arena.
Looking at the small pile of burned black ashes on the ring, "Ingrid" subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword at her waist.
Although she had never been very fond of this scheming woman, both parties were serving the same master after all. Seeing her former companion being burned to ashes in the ring with her own eyes, it was inevitable that she would sigh with sadness in her heart.
"Master, the flame used by the demon puppet came from the man named Nightmare under the ring... Should this kind of thing be considered a foul?"
"Edwin Blake" was smiling. The death of his men obviously did not make him sad or angry, but rather made him more interesting because of the unexpected results.
"Why should a foul be called? The demon puppet just borrowed a little flame from outside the court. It is essentially no different from the summoning spell."
After saying this, "Ingrid" felt that it made sense and couldn't help but nod.
"That "Hazy" she..."
"It's nothing. It's just a high-level dependent. If it dies, it will die. I can create more at any time as long as I want."
While speaking, "Edwin Braque" turned around and came to "Ingrid", raised his hand to lift her small chin with a beauty mark, and his silver eyes were full of scrutiny.
"It's you, Ingrid. Your opponent in the next match will most likely be that oriental girl with demon fox blood. Are you confident that you can win this match?"
"Ingrid" stood stroking her chest and said with a solemn expression: "Master, please rest assured that my subordinates will go all out in the next battle, but..."
"explain."
"Master, you should have noticed that the demon fox girl is far less powerful than me. Why don't you let me fight in person instead of going to a lot of trouble to create a clone?"
"Ingrid" was puzzled. Even if she controlled it personally, the clone's strength would not exceed 80% of the original body. This was equivalent to lowering her own winning rate in disguise.
Although she didn't think there was a chance of failure.
"Ingrid, you are different from "Long". She can be replaced by anyone, but you can't. "
"Edwin Braque" patted "Ingrid" on the shoulder meaningfully, without looking at the loyal subordinate who was almost overflowing with water - I mean his eyes, he came to the face again with the wine glass. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the arena.
"This fellow of mine seems to be a little weird. He hides too many things that I can't see through... To be honest, this "Five-Pointed Sacrifice" is just for me to have some fun in a boring life. Even if I lose, It doesn’t count as a loss if you lose, but if you lose because of it, then you really lose. "
