The Spear of Piercing Deaththorn is a fantasy weapon set in an anime, which has the power to reverse cause and effect and absolutely pierce the heart in the virtual setting.

Although there are also hero archetypes in reality, the Celtic mythology was originally limited to a small area, not to mention, the owner of the Noble Phantasm prototype is Cú Chulainn's promiscuous hound, which is not very popular with Fang Hong anyway.

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"This is not the real world, and the illusory representative spirit props that are entrusted with the subconscious thoughts of human beings cannot be displayed here. ”

If it was customary, then when Fang Hong used Yuan Force to guide the power that belonged to the 'Piercing Death Thorn Spear' that wandered around the world, any existence that belonged to it or something similar would establish a connection with the mage, so that it could be projected to assist the mage in attacking no matter where it was in the world.

However, this time was different, Fang Hong could feel that his connection to the meaning of 'Piercing Deaththorn Spear' was blocked by some unknown existence...... The power of that 'existence' cannot be related to the alien dimension.

"If you can't manifest it, as long as I believe it will penetrate your heart, it will definitely penetrate your heart. I don't believe that my spiritual will as a celestial being is no match for those ordinary people. ”

Whether it was the 'Spear Piercing Death Thorns', the 'Longinus Holy Lance' or the 'Sword of Emperor Shun', and even the 'Sword of Damocles' that Fang Hong had used.

These legendary spiritual costumes were just ordinary ordinary copper and iron at the beginning, and it is precisely because they entrust people's beliefs or contain some kind of truth that they will gradually possess all kinds of magical powers in the tempering of history.

What ordinary people can do, why can't I?

The silver-red Rod of the Demon changed to a vivid crimson, and the fragments of the materialized world enveloped the tip of the spear protruding from the tip of the Rod, and immediately after, the mage stabbed the air with a ferocious stab.

The World Dao itself has the characteristics of cause and effect, after Fang Hong saw the nature of the mind, it has completely become the sharpest sword in Fang Hong's hand, Fang Hong did not think that his blow would kill the silver-haired girl in front of him, no matter what, the other party was after all the clone of Nyara Totip.

"Tai Chi boxing meaning, eighteen arhat sticks. ”

Although it has a high-end and high-grade name, in fact, what Fang Hong uses is just an ordinary dog-beating stick, which is the legendary head stick, but Taijiquan is not deceiving.

With the integration of martial arts fist intent, the red cracks on the surface of the Fu Demon Stick just opened, and the body of the stick also expanded more than once.

In response to Fang Hong's seemingly ferocious offensive, Nyarlathotep, who called himself Yali, still looked at the magician in front of him with those green eyes and a playful smile...... That kind of look is like looking at a funny monkey on the street.

'Puff'

A bloody hole was opened in the silver-haired girl's chest, and a slightly transparent red liquid splashed on Fang Hong's face.

"You ......"

Fang Hong was stunned in place, he looked at the silver-haired girl in front of him and couldn't help but lose his voice: "Why?"

There is no why.

Fang Hong had countless unknowns hidden in his heart, but his all-out blow couldn't be contained.

Because of the mask, Fang Hong couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but he could see a playful look in Yali's eyes, her kind of eyes, like a child seeing something funny.

The Fu Demon Stick, which weighed thousands of catties, was enough to hit a huge force of 100,000 catties with the blessing of the Fire Lotus Hua.

Especially when the girl did not resist, the girl's body was beaten into a cloud of blood mist in the meaningless sinking and disappeared into this space.

"No matter, it's still important to get down to business. ”

Although Yali was easily beaten into a blood mist in front of her eyes, Fang Hong didn't believe that she would die like this...... She was still around and didn't go far.

The magician walked to the very center of the light mist, beside the octahedral spar where there was not a trace of darkness.

Fang Hong had just raised his hand, when another thought suddenly crept into his mind, and the magician couldn't help but panic, and then he remembered what he had overlooked.

"The legendary Nayarathotep likes to disguise and deceive humans, is this source core fake?"

"No, it's true, as long as you fuse it, the play space created by the deity will be yours. ”

Yali's voice came from all directions, Fang Hong's heart sank, sure enough, the other party really didn't die, is it really the psychology of expecting luck?

"Why?"

Fang Hong mobilized his celestial will to surround his body to prevent a sneak attack from happening at any time, and the magician asked with a bit of urgency in his tone.

"Now, breaking the casserole and asking the hell isn't what a gentleman should do, huh...... If there's a reason, do you think the easy difficulty game is fun or the hard difficulty is interesting?"

The light and mist around the black octahedron are combined to form a beautiful face, but this time he is not wearing a mask, and the pretty face formed by the light and mist even has its own charm, which is thought-provoking between a smile and a smile.

"Games?"

"You're still too weak now, and what you were killed just now was just a piece of flesh and blood that I tore off. ”

"Don't ask anything, of course, I won't answer you. After you defeat the 'Administrator', I'll leave here to live in the Demon Capital, by the way, don't look for me......"

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The sky turned dark, and the girl with an ice-blue spear in her hand exuded an aura that seemed to materialize.

"Drink!"

Fang Qing rubbed her rosy cheeks, stabbed a ghost creature to death in the ruined city, and then looked worriedly at the blue pillar of light in the distance.

It's been three days since the angel sealed the ghost king.

Because Fang Qing's identity as a killer outside the country was a little terrifying, especially under the threat of death, the prison director resolutely relented and fled to the city with the remaining surviving prison guards and death row inmates.

Here it was similar to what Fang Qing thought, the appearance of the ghost king seemed to be a signal, Fang Qing and the others who were walking along the way encountered waves of ghost raids, in just one day, the death toll exceeded forty, and the black fat prison chief was also one of the dead.

Although Fang Qing's realm had reached the level of transformation strength, due to her physical development, her qi and blood were not particularly sufficient, and she could not really show it and cause harm to ghosts.

Therefore, Fang Qing collected the bad wine in the hands of the prisoners, and forcibly forced out the qi and blood to fight against the ghosts with the function of the wine and invigorating the blood.

"Suffering, I can't bear it anymore after drinking for a long time. ”

"Eldest sister, how are you?"

Although the short-haired girl with a flushed face looks shy and cute, it makes people feel like they are caring in their arms.

But at this moment, the remaining death row inmates did not dare to have any other thoughts, without him, they also saw the tragic situation of ghosts attacking the city.

Whether it is the police or the soldiers, the weapons are useless in the face of those murderous ghosts, and the girls who can fight the ghosts head-on and even kill each other are their saviors.

"No, I'm going to rest for a while, I'm already a little drunk and dizzy. ”

If it weren't for the spirit costume created by the power of angels to instill sobriety and coolness in Fang Qing's body at all times, I'm afraid she would have fallen down due to drunkenness and detachment!

"Right now, the angel can't hold it anymore. ”

Fang Qing thought silently with the spear in her hand in the ruins of the city.