Do you think I, Moon Dancer, am stupid?
If Moon Dancer's face, which expresses love and hatred, could express some complex expressions, he would definitely let Torrea know what Sima's face is.
After casually slapping an evil spirit to death, Moon Dancer stared at the running girl in front of him with his ferocious compound eyes. He was now like a monkey that was put on a collar and walked all the way. It was funny. It looks very ridiculous. Along the way, Moon Dancer gave a vivid demonstration to these monsters who had some water in their brains and leaked directly from their mouths. If the big daddy in your team gets impatient, the speed at which he kills his teammates will increase exponentially.
Along the way, Moon Dancer killed countless dead ghosts with his own hands. It kept instructing these monsters in its mind to stop and not attack this woman, but these monsters with low intelligence could compete with the goblins. They simply couldn't understand what it meant. After all, in their eyes, all living beings were objects they should kill.
how? You Moon Dancer, the grinning monster, betrayed us too?
Moon Dancer was furious with these legions who were not following the instructions. The order given to him by the God of Death was to kill the Muqi Legion at all costs, and to protect this woman at all costs, including killing the Muqi Legion. In fact, the God of Death did not issue these two instructions to the Death Army at all, because for these monsters whose brains are responsible for decoration, these two instructions are completely conflicting. The God of Death dared to issue this order, and the Legion Monsters dare to have their brains shut down.
Although being mentally disabled will prevent the Death Ghost Army from being controlled by any mental power, it will also prevent the "Undead Controller" profession from interfering with it. But the cost was also obvious. Looking at the death monsters that were rushing towards him, mainly towards the woman in front of him, Moon Dancer let out a shrill roar, and then his spines quickly passed through the bodies of these monsters, tearing them all into pieces. fragments.
Of course, Moon Dancer is not helpless about this situation. As long as it waits for a minute, it will be able to erase all the influence of the woman in armor just now, allowing it to accurately control the power of death in the body. As long as he could gather his strength, it would be easy to knock this woman unconscious with a slap.
But Moon Dancer was still very anxious, he was really anxious.
Of course, Torea was more anxious.
Feeling the power of death gradually withdrawing from the giant creature behind her, Torea frowned slightly, with a worried look on her face. At this time, she was running at full strength and calmed down. She estimated the recovery speed of the monster behind her. She might be restrained by the monster in two minutes at most.
not enough.
Torea knew very well that although her strategy of driving away wolves and devouring tigers was quite effective, it was really only quite effective. Although the army of dead ghosts beside her was much smaller, most of the monsters killed by Moon Dancer were weak ones or monsters that were too unlucky to be squeezed in front of her. Not many of those platinum and brilliant level monsters died.
This is not because the Platinum and Brilliant monsters have high IQs, but mainly because they are more resistant to beatings. Usually they rush up with a roar, and then are pierced into the ground by the Moon Dancer's spine, saving their lives.
Therefore, it seems that Torea caused huge losses to the Death Ghost Legion, but in fact, Torea only diverted the Moon Dancer, which poses the greatest threat to the three major coalition forces, away from the frontal battlefield, allowing the three major coalition forces to gain some Breathing room. However, Torea knew that this was only a temporary measure. Once she was controlled by Moon Dancer, the outcome of the destruction of the three legions would not be changed.
But even if Torea knew this, what could she do?
She is just an ordinary warrior at the platinum level. Even if her war skills are upgraded to the brilliant level, it can greatly increase the power and speed of the army. But in this war, this skill has no use except adding a little score on the post-war settlement interface.
Because the true art of war is strength.
If I had the strength...
A touch of unwillingness emerged in Torea's heart, and the power of death behind her was about to be completely withdrawn. Torea understood that her estimation was wrong, and Moon Dancer's recovery speed was much faster than she imagined.
strength…
The power of death has completely disappeared. Except for the disgusting and terrifying compound eyes and the three spines hanging with fragments of flesh and blood, the Moon Dancer at this time is like an ordinary skeleton, the kind that makes people look at it at a glance. It felt like the aura of mental madness had dissipated. But this is bad news for Torea.
The sound of breaking wind came from behind, and Torea felt her body light up, and her eyes were suddenly covered by a layer of black mucus. At this moment, she lost her perception of the outside world.
Therefore, Torea did not see the "door" that suddenly opened without any warning above Moon Dancer's head. Zhou Li was holding a golden dagger with a wanton smile, and was wrapped in a silver halo. He was silent but swift. He jumped out of the air fiercely, and with a righteous sneak attack, he cut off one of the spines of the Moon Dancer who had just put away the power of death and opened the door wide.
"Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo........."
A miserable, sad roar came from the Moon Dancer's mouth. The spine connecting his soul was cut off, which was a huge trauma and humiliation for him that he had never experienced before. Zhou Li succeeded with one blow, and he had no bad habit of being greedy for swords. He rolled directly into a silver space door twice in a row and disappeared in front of Moon Dancer.
Then, he appeared directly above Moon Dancer and spat in Moon Dancer's face.
When did I, the Moon Dancer, the messenger of the God of Death, ever suffer such injustice? !
Suddenly, Yuedancer became furious, and his defeated face even glowed with a red light. It directly blocked this area and prohibited all void jumps. But what he didn't expect was that sealing the void did not stop this despicable and shameless human being from traveling through space. He appeared behind him again, jumped twice like a gorilla, and then opened his hands like waves and kept twisting. , there was always a weird sound in his mouth.
Fuck you, learn from me!
Moon Dancer suddenly became furious, and just when she was about to release the power of death to tear the entire man into pieces, Torrea, who was hanging on the other spine, suddenly opened her mouth and coughed twice.
Damn it, this is a game!
Moon Dancer suddenly felt alarm bells ringing in her belly. Her third spine was now controlling Torea, and the spine that was best at attacking was suddenly cut off by an unknown dagger. Now he only has one spine left to fight against the enemy. If he doesn't want to use the spine to release the power of death, Torea will die directly without any obstruction.
Moon Dancer's IQ is not low. He reacted quickly and threw Torrea directly to the side where the monsters were densely packed. The force he used to throw Torea was very clever. It would not quickly cause Torea to fall into the monsters and be torn apart, nor would it allow Zhou Li to easily save her. If Zhou Li wanted to save Torea in mid-air, he would definitely break away from the teleportation in space.
As long as this human being breaks away from the space teleportation and has two spines and himself who can use the power of death at will, he will directly kill this human being in an instant!
Moon Dancer was immediately pleased with his wisdom. Malice appeared in his compound eyes. He stared at Torrea flying upside down in the air. His inhuman mouthparts were slightly raised, and he actually smiled. expression.
Go ahead, you humans who don’t know whether to live or die, you will die if you save your companions. This is a cruel choice!
Torea's figure is at the top, and the Moon Dancer is smiling.
Torea's figure began to disappear, and Moon Dancer laughed wildly.
Torea's figure fell into the air, and Moon Dancer smiled hesitantly.
When Torea's figure was about to fall to the ground and be torn apart by the monster, Moon Dancer couldn't be happy anymore.
Aren't you companions? You are so fucking helpless!
Transforming into a bolt of white lightning, Moon Dancer rescued Torea who was about to fall into the crowd of monsters. His compound eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Zhou Li who appeared again in mid-air. When he saw Zhou Li's handsome but inexplicably sarcastic face with a strange expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Yue Dancer was shocked on the spot.
No wonder he didn't save me, it turned out that he saw my plan! What a scheming human being!
In fact, if Moon Dancer had really read the analysis of "Human Expressions", he would have seen that the expression on Zhou Li's face at this time was not a smile that succeeded in his plan. In fact, the few people hiding in the space had a very comprehensive view, and Zhou Li's face was filled with deep regret.
Why not kill him directly?
Although he knew that Moon Dancer could not let Tolea die, Zhou Li still felt a little regretful.
"Messenger of the God of Death?"
Zhou Li in mid-air raised his eyebrows slightly, and said to the Moon Dancer below with a faint smile: "If you don't bully men and women in the dead world, kill, burn, and plunder, what are you doing in our world? Expand your business?"
Moon Dancer did not speak. At this time, he was urging his strength to continuously repair his spine. At the same time, he was also observing this man. Being able to use this weird shuttle ability, the identity of this human being is definitely not simple.
"Are you curious who I am?"
Suddenly, Zhou Li spoke, as if he could sense Moon Dancer's thoughts, "You, the majestic messenger of the God of Death, have been tricked by an ordinary and confident human being like me. Aren't you curious about my identity?"
"Humanity…"
This time, Moon Dancer finally spoke. His voice penetrated into Zhou Li's ears like a pool of sticky malice, "You are... interfering with the gods' plan."
"Correct me, I didn't interfere."
At this time, Zhou Li was very serious, showing the hypocrisy of a gentleman, "I'm just an ordinary brave man passing by. I couldn't help but take action after seeing the moldy crabs."
Brave? ! !
Moon Dancer instantly realized Zhou Li's identity, and the same emotion appeared in his densely packed compound eyes - surprise.
Why is he so strong? ? ?
There is communication between gods, and messengers of gods are no exception. A few months ago, the twisted tree spirit of the Goddess of Life's house brought a message to himself and the God of Death, saying that there was something wrong with the brave man and that he was not under the control of the gods. He hoped that he could spare time to kill the brave man and control his soul. In the description of the twisted tree spirit, the brave man is just a little clever, and he used some tricks to make the goddess of life heal a little bit of the minor trauma. His strength is even more hilarious, but he has the appearance of silver.
However, after he learned that the human in front of him was a brave man, Moon Dancer was now filled with the idea of chopping wood for a fire with the twisted tree spirit. Being able to control this exquisite space shuttle, and also possessing a magical weapon that can hurt oneself, this kind of power is terrifying! The Twisted Tree Spirit told himself that it was easy to deal with the brave man, and he could do it without any extra effort.
but…
Moon Dancer raised his head, and the strange voice sounded again: "You are a brave man...why are you going against the gods."
"Don't delay, I'm preparing to avenge your dead mother."
Zhou Li's answer stunned Yue Dancer for a moment, and then he became suspicious from the bottom of his heart. The Moon Dancer is a creature created by the God of Death. There is no such thing as a mother. But when it saw Zhou Li's unabashed and sincere expression of sarcasm, Yuedancer became anxious.
Yes, he was stalling for time.
The Moon Dancer just now is constantly accumulating strength. As long as he can contact the God of Death in the tower, it is almost certain to defeat the brave man. But for some reason he could not contact the God of Death in the tower, as if this space did not belong to the real world, even Moon Dancer felt strange for a while.
wrong! He was stalling for time just now!
This time, Yuedancer guessed correctly, but Zhou Li was stalling for time.
"Now they really can't see it."
Raising his head and looking at the sky shrouded by the evil spirit of death, Zhou Li said with emotion: "I didn't expect that I would actually have the opportunity to use this thing once."
The silver portal behind Zhou Li disappeared, and he stood out of thin air, with black mist spreading around him. Moon Dancer suddenly became energetic. Now it didn't care what Zhou Li was doing. As long as he didn't use that weird space teleportation, it would only take a few seconds to kill him completely.
Moon Dancer instantly turned into a white shadow, and a sonic boom sounded from behind him. The two spines filled with deathly toxins exploded, and even the air was cut through them with such sharpness.
"The sublime is immortal."
Zhou Li did not use the black mist, nor did he dodge in any way. He just stood proudly under the sky shrouded by black clouds. The black mist that originally occupied his eyes was gradually engulfed by the golden glow.
"The immortal is the emperor."
Golden thunder suddenly burst out from the sky, knocking Moon Dancer directly to the ground in an instant. Zhou Li's eyes, already occupied by the halo entangled with black gold, glanced at the figure of Moon Dancer. There were no fluctuations or any emotions, only the absolute indifference of all things being equal.
"I am, Chonghuang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed by lightning.
It was noon at this time, and the sun was blazing in the sky.
The purest black, the most brilliant gold.
The craziest Black Emperor holds the supreme authority of Chonghuang.
