Xiao Zhimiao reached out to grab Aqil's hand, but she had already turned into a red light and entered Xiao Zhimiao's body.
Aqil turned his life into faith and dedicated himself to Xiao Zhimiao.
When the players come back to life, the panel pops up like crazy:
[Trigger the god-level OSS Fallen Evil God—Thorn Rose Scythia]
The players were shocked and then overjoyed. Xiao Zhimiao had really summoned the evil god Sethia!
The players looked over and saw an invisible evil god wearing a black witch robe suspended in the air, his iconic long red hair fluttering in the wind.
I saw the evil god Sethia raising his hand towards the dungeon OSS and gently pressing down on him. The dungeon OSS was immediately crushed to the ground by a huge crimson wave, and a big pit appeared on the ground.
The next second, the dungeon boss copied Scythia's defensive magic array. Scythia's defensive magic formation was much stronger than the defensive shield forced by the crimson magic.
Xiao Zhimiao used the same skill to quickly offset the defensive magic circle. She formed a seal in her hand, and the mark flashed above her hand. Countless crimson magic turned into thorns and grew from the ground, tightly entangling the black shadow.
The dungeon boss broke free from the thorns and shattered them, and another thorn continued to entangle him.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at him with an indifferent expression, and placed a magic circle under him to restore vitality. She didn't want his life, she just tortured him. If he copied her ability, she would immediately cancel it out.
"You are just an impostor after all. No matter how you copy my skills, you can't surpass me."
Xiao Zhimiao's words seemed to anger him. He roared, shattered all the thorns around him, and flew towards Xiao Zhimiao with a crimson blade.
On the way to attack, the black mist on his body faded away, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Sethia's.
The corners of Xiao Zhimiao's lips curled up, and a sharp blade also condensed in his hand, taking his attack.
"It seems that you still want to be me? What a pity. I thought you had your own dignity after all."
The dungeon boss had the same face as Sethia, but it was a little twisted and angry.
Xiao Zhimiao's words were all piercing his heart. Even if the phantom became a god, he still couldn't have his own soul. How sad.
"Why does that dungeon boss look so much like Xiao Zhimiao?"
Nan Xue, Aman and other players looked at the dungeon boss who was fighting fiercely with Xiao Zhimiao with somewhat surprised expressions.
Xu Zhilan stroked Qiansi in his hand, looked at them coldly and said: "The characteristic of the Phantom is imitation. She is the strongest here. The dungeon boss naturally wants to imitate Xiao Zhimiao."
Aman: "Isn't the evil god the strongest here? Why doesn't the dungeon boss imitate him?"
Nan Xue glanced at Xu Zhilan and saw the coldness in his eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately followed his words and said, "That's right. This evil god didn't show his face. The dungeon boss can only imitate Xiao Zhimiao."
Aman continued to mutter: "But why is it the same red hair as the dungeon boss? I looked at it..."
Before she finished speaking, Sun Yuyue bumped into Aman hard, and Nan Xue also turned to look at her.
Aman looked at their eyes looking at him and closed his mouth.
Here Xiao Zhimiao knocked the dungeon boss to the ground with a heavy blow and continued to wrap him with thorns.
The dungeon boss had bloodstains cut by thorns on his body. He knew that no matter how hard he fought with Sethia, he would never win unless Sethia killed him.
He stopped struggling and raised his head to look at Xiao Zhimiao: "You can kill me, why don't you do it?"
After saying that, He laughed, "You don't dare, right? As long as you kill me, you will all die, including you Sethia. Sethia, who was once as powerful as the Supreme God, has finally become a free man in their hands." It’s an ant that I can handle hahahaha..."
Xiao Zhimiao patiently listened to what he said, reached out and pinched his chin, looked at the face that was exactly the same as hers, suppressed the disgust in his heart, and asked: "You know me very well, could it be that you
Ever admired me? "
"How could I admire you!" The dungeon boss shook his head and avoided Xiao Zhimiao's hand.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at his expression and smiled: "I'm right, and it seems it's not as simple as admiration."
She came close to him and stared closely at his expression: "I found an interesting thing, that is, you phantoms are very lifelike when you imitate others, but once you want to be yourself, you can't hide your thoughts at all, like A three-year-old child, your expression betrays you."
As he said that, Xiao Zhimiao condensed a small knife with crimson magic power in his hand, and slashed his face. The joking expression disappeared, and he looked at him coldly and said, "It's just that you shouldn't do these things in front of my face. "
"Sesia, you deserve it!"
The dungeon boss seemed to have no pain, and did not show any pain due to the injury.
He looked at Sethia's deliberately concealed face and said, "I advised you back then. If you can listen to my advice, we will definitely be able to build a larger faith holy place than Cain City, and we will be able to gain more faith and Strength, your soft-heartedness killed yourself and caused you to fall from the rank of detective!"
He laughed as he said this: "From now on, you can only be like a chess piece at the mercy of those hypocritical gods!"
After Xiao Zhimiao heard what he said, he said, "What's the difference between you and them?"
The dungeon boss smiled and shook his head: "It seems that even now, you still have a fatal weakness compared to the past. Sethia, if you want to re-establish rules and order, you must step on countless corpses! There is only fire and blood. , can subvert it!"
Xiao Zhimiao's expression did not change: "It seems that your fate is worse than mine. Don't tell me it's because of me?"
The dungeon OSS snorted coldly: "Of course..."
"You should have a name," Xiao Zhimiao interrupted: "Let me guess, is it the name I gave you?"
Seeing that his expression paused, and the face facing her was about to change back, Xiao Zhimiao raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Let me guess again, I won't be the one who picked you up, right?"
The face of the dungeon boss gradually turned back into darkness. After a while, Xiao Zhimiao heard him say: "Do you care?"
After saying that, a crimson sharp blade penetrated Xiao Zhimiao's body.
hiss......
This dungeon OSS is really moody.
Xiao Zhimiao turned the crimson blade into a burst of red mist with her hands. She stepped back and stayed away from him. What she just said was guessed through the memory of the little phantom she had swallowed before. One of the characteristics of the phantom is convergence. Sexually, they will approach creatures or similar creatures with similar experiences and pasts.
Although the dungeon boss did not answer her speculations, the words he just said exposed him, and he did not seem to want to cover up or deceive.
It is already very strange for a phantom person to not conceal or deceive under such circumstances.
However, the authenticity of what he just said needs to be considered. Even if it is true, it is still a subjective consciousness of this phantom boss.
She would not have any fluctuations because of His words.
Even if she did something wrong in the past or lost something, it has already happened. What she cares about is the present. She will always look forward and never look back.
Xiao Zhimiao opened a teleportation circle and teleported the last remaining white-headed wizard "Ian" over.
As soon as Ian teleported over, he knelt on the ground, holding a long sword and a broken shield in his hand.
Xiao Zhimiao recognized this sword and shield as belonging to N Tai Lun.
She was considering whether to use skills to restore Ian's consciousness when she saw him looking up at her, his eyes clear.
Did you actually wake up on your own?
But in just that moment, his eyes glowed red again, and he picked up the sword in his hand and struck at her.
Xiao Zhimiao floated back and avoided his attack.
Ian was still attacking her with the long sword. Xiao Zhimiao pushed away the crimson magic lingering in front of his eyes and saw the extremely thin crimson thread connected to Ian's body.
she
Looking back, the dungeon boss had shattered all her thorns and continued to chop at her with the crimson blade.
It seemed that this dungeon boss had a lot of resentment towards her, and every knife he swung at her felt like he was venting his anger on her.
Xiao Zhimiao didn't want to continue fighting with him here. Her fighting ability was indeed not strong. After clearing the level, she had to practice hard.
Looking at Ian who was controlled by the dungeon OSS, Xiao Zhimiao took the [Spirit Summoning Bell] in his hand. As soon as the crisp ringing sounded, his eyes regained clarity for a moment, but he soon continued to fall into the control of the dungeon OSS. .
Xiao Zhimiao kept ringing the bell and at the same time used the confinement magic circle on Ian to trap him inside.
The next moment, Xiao Zhimiao's confinement magic circle was offset by the copy of the OSS. She was stabbed by the condensed sharp blade coming from the dungeon OSS. A crimson wave hit her overwhelmingly, overturning her. The players were struck by this wave. The screams of shattering could be heard endlessly.
Xiao Zhimiao was knocked to the ground by the wave, making a big hole in the ground.
As soon as she stood up, the dungeon boss flashed in front of her and swung the knife down. She subconsciously reached out to block it, and there was a sharp pain and the sound of a broken bell.
Xiao Zhimiao's right hand holding the rattle was directly chopped into pieces by the dungeon boss, along with the rattle.
Looking at the magic mark that had not yet dissipated in front of the dungeon boss, Xiao Zhimiao's heart sank slightly. He could even imitate and copy his own magic-enhancing seal gestures, so he chopped this sub-god-level prop into pieces.
The face of the dungeon boss was half-hidden and half-revealed. He showed an evil smile to Xiao Zhimiao, raised his knife and struck at her in a flash.
Xiao Zhimiao's still intact left hand gathered crimson magic power to block it. Just when the dungeon boss's blade was about to strike down, there was a crisp sound of blades striking each other.
A slender figure wearing armor with flying black hair stood in front of Xiao Zhimiao.
The figure turned around, revealing a delicate and gentle face.
It's Aurel, the Knight of the Broken Sword.
