What Yi Liuling meant by stealing was that in full view of everyone, he climbed onto the roof, crossed the crowd's defense line, jumped to the back of the battlefield, and then rushed towards the dirty priest.
"Is there something wrong with your president?" Champagne said speechlessly, "There will be trouble if this can be stolen."
However, midway through her words, she had a new thought: Judging from the actions just now, this guy couldn't be a fool. Could it be that he had some back-up plan?
Champagne looked around and found that the person who had the best chance of getting close to the dirty priest seemed to be himself. Could it be that Yi Liuling was trying to cooperate and rely on tacit understanding to do things?
There seems to be no other explanation. So, Champagne lowered his body, made a starting posture, and was ready to go.
At the same time, Yi Liuling had already rushed to the vicinity of the dirty priest. Naturally, that thing would not sit still and wait for death. With a wave of his staff, the sub-demon tribe that was about to attack the town turned around and surrounded Yi Liuling. And go.
Yi Liuling is not a mage, and she has also not learned any group attack skills. It is impossible for her to make any move that can kill this group of sub-demons in an instant. In fact, he didn't do this. Instead, he pulled the thread around his waist. Some mechanism was triggered, and the rope behind him turned half a circle, pointing Yousheng's flower pot downward.
The soil in the flowerpot was tightly controlled by the roots of the pomelo, and there was a barrier at the mouth of the pot, so it did not leak out. Instead, the vines of the pomelo hung down and touched the ground.
Yi Liuling held the dagger in one hand and patted the flowerpot back with the other hand: "Spring grass."
The vines hanging down to the ground suddenly stretched, then deformed and bent, and then straightened suddenly. In conjunction with Yi Liuling's take-off, he was launched into the air, past the group of sub-demon people that were outflanking him, and headed towards the target accurately. The dirty priest's head fell.
Looking at this proficiency and accuracy, it seems like he has practiced a lot.
The dirty priest obviously didn't expect this move. Since it had no direct attack skills, it couldn't do anything to Yi Liuling in the air. It watched him swoop down from high altitude with a dagger.
"Dang!" Yi Liuling's dagger stabbed on a transparent barrier, which was the permanent magic shield of the dirty priest. He was not afraid of any long-range attacks because he relied on this.
Even though he failed to break through the defense with one blow, he was not discouraged. Taking advantage of his small size, he simply stood on the eggshell-like protective shield and stabbed it repeatedly.
"Meow!" Because all the sub-demons were led to the rear by Yi Liuling, Champagne ran all the way and launched claw attacks in different directions from Yi Liuling, but still failed to break through the shield's defense - the dirty priest also thought After completing this second layer, he consciously strengthened the part of the shield attacked by the two.
Champagne followed Yi Liuling's example and quickly attacked the shield, but other sub-demon clans also approached her: "Hey, kid, your trick doesn't work."
"The two of us are useless," Yi Liuling suddenly laughed, "Let's do it."
Take action? Who does it?
The one who reacted the fastest was the Dirty Priest, because it had already sensed something was wrong under its feet, and its expression changed drastically, although its expression was not very good at all.
Just behind the guard line, Kun Yi held up the Skull Crushing Staff. The huge pearl on it was covered with a layer of earth-yellow light, and several ground thorns stretched out directly from the ground where the dirty priest stood.
Originally, this should be an attack that could not break through the defense, because the speed of the low-level stabbing technique was slower, and it served more of a knock-up effect than actual damage. However, due to the attacks of Yi Liuling and Champagne, the dirty priest diverted the energy from other parts of the shield, leaving only a thin layer, which was directly penetrated by the ground thorns, and it was pushed up.
This shield is two-way. If the Dirty Priest does not lift it, then it will be caught between the shield and the ground thorns when it is lifted up by the ground thorns, and will eventually be penetrated.
The dirty priest waved his staff and the transparent shield disappeared, but it did not stay in place. Instead, it blew itself back with a breeze spell, avoiding the attacks of Yi Liuling and Champagne. However, even though it dodged, the staff was cut off by Yi Liuling with a knife, and the strange black stone on it fell to the ground. It was pulled by the Yousheng vine and dissipated into a ball of black smoke.
"Okay," Yi Liuling, who was on the fifth floor, fell to the ground. "The magic stone is gone, and he can't summon it."
Champagne rubbed his paws on the clothes and frowned: "Why do you feel that this girl is of no use at all?"
"No, no, no, that's all thanks to you," Yi Liuling immediately complimented, "I can't attract so much shield energy by myself."
"Well, it sounds good. I'll go back and deal with the other demons first. You finish here." Champagne was still easy to coax, so he turned around and ran towards the crowd.
Yi Liuling turned to look at the dirty priest who had lost his weapon. The demons did not need life props, but unlike the higher demons who could communicate with the demon world to a certain extent, the lower demons needed the help of magic stones formed by highly compressed demonic energy. As a medium, magic can be used normally.
Now this guy was a toothless tiger. Yi Liuling raised his bow and aimed at it.
"Huh ha ha ha ha..." The dirty priest who was supposed to have no way out was not afraid. Instead, he laughed ferociously. He opened his mouth and spoke in Common Language, "Do you think you won?"
Yi Liuling will not give it time to talk nonsense, and the most disgusting thing about the dirty demon clan is that they have to find a way to support them even if they die. So he let go, and the explosive arrow flew out, penetrated the dirty priest's body, and exploded.
The dirty priest's mutilated body fell down, but its body suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the black magic flame gave people an ominous premonition.
"Ah!" people exclaimed from behind, "What is this?"
Yi Liuling looked back and saw that the flesh and blood of the dirty warriors who had been killed or burned suddenly gathered together, and then turned into a huge dirty warrior three or four meters tall.
"Damn it," Yi Liuling realized, "It's fusion and resurrection."
Of course, the huge dirty warrior was not only big in size, but the mace in its hand also became larger. With one swing, it swept across the defense line, and several guards who could not dodge were smashed into pulp on the spot.
"No!" Ji Shuzhai watched a living person die in front of him, with splashes of flesh and blood sticking to his face, and then the blood on his face faded little by little.
"No!" He shouted again, picked up the door panel, turned around and ran away, as if all his courage had been destroyed by this tragic scene.
"Oh, it's over." What Yi Liuling had been worried about happened, because Ji Shuzhai, like him, came from a world where there was no psychological construction at all. What the two of them cared about at the beginning was mainly how to go back. The Eighth World was just a place they were passing through, and the previous crises that Suojia High School had experienced were more like playing house.
But what would happen if they encountered real horror?
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