Chapter 415: One Trouble, One Trouble

After seeing this pattern, the muse at this time was stunned in place, with a trace of hesitation and struggle in a crazy look.

"Carl, Kee, Eh?"

At this time, the muse seemed to be a little confused in reciting the name, and he froze for a moment before nodding slowly.

"It sounds familiar, maybe it's me, maybe it's my name. ”

"But, but!"

"Roar!!

The muse's voice suddenly became sharper and more frenzied, and the pale energy ball he was holding in his hand exploded directly, turning into a negative energy shock and swept out.

"Damn, I was just expecting to test Carl Keane's incarnation, how could I react so much!"

"I'm afraid that his fusion with the Soul Devouring Gathering Demon is not complete enough, and he is not sober enough!"

"Subdue him first!"

Seeing the muse's actions, the female phantom who looked like some kind of spirit suddenly let out a scream.

- "Soul Scream"!

Rumble!

Compared to Antoinette's soul howl, the female phantom is undoubtedly much stronger.

In the shrill howl, an invisible sound wave raged out, and a large area of air trembled under this force, directly forming a tangible shock wave that diffused, hedging with the oncoming negative energy impact, producing a round of explosion, and the resulting air wave blasted the surrounding tables and chairs into debris.

Then, one after another black shadows converged towards the female phantom, and her form changed at an alarming speed, and soon condensed her body, turning into an evil spirit form similar to that of a death banshee.

After condensing her body, she directly rolled up the black mist and pounced towards the muse.

"Hiss-"

At the same time, Veran's expression was grim, and he stuck out his tongue and let out a series of hiss in his throat.

His tongue didn't look like a human at all, bright red and slender, with forked ends, and it was so agile that it curled in the air and still swirled around his lips in a twisted trajectory.

In the next second, he opened his mouth for the muse, which opened almost like the mouth of a snake devouring its prey, and had formed an obtuse angle that covered most of his face.

After a sound like a churning sewer came out from deep in his throat, Veran squirted out a dense blood-red dot!

After these blood-red dots flew into the air, four transparent wings grew out of the crystal red skin on their backs at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a dense buzzing sound in the flapping, followed by long feet raised high and sharp mouthparts......

It's a swarm of blood-colored mosquitoes!

- "Summon the Worm!"

When the mosquitoes first erupted from Veran's mouth, the mosquito swarm still gathered in an area the size of a basin, but after flying five or six meters, it spread out with a buzz, and shrouded the muse like a large blood-colored cloud.

And Dennis, who didn't seem to have changed, silently took out nearly ten crystal clear gems.

It's just that on every facet of the gemstone, there is a distorted face full of pain, sadness and despair!

In the sockets of his eyes, two black swirls appeared, as if they were greedily devouring everything they could see.

Just by looking at it, you can feel that all the internal organs in your body are involuntarily rolling, and even your consciousness is about to move, and there is an evil and unruly madness that breeds uncontrollably in the soul!

"Hatch, my servant!"

An icy voice came from Dennis's mouth.

He threw the transparent gems in his hand violently, and these gems exploded into debris in the sky in mid-air, and a large number of jet-black spirits poured out wildly!

These spirits surged out in frenzy, screaming and circling in the air.

It's just that they can only have this temporary freedom, and the next moment they are controlled by Dennis, and with endless pain and resentment, they rush to the muse.

- "Exorcise the Necromancy"!

"Roar!!

At this time, the muse looked crazy, and he did not flinch in the face of attacks from all directions.

After he let out an angry roar, the bulge of the mage's robe swelled and surging intensively, and a huge arm phantom suddenly stretched out from his back, a full three meters long, the thickness of a bucket, but it showed a half-virtual and half-real texture, and it could be seen that it was composed of various corpse pieces, which looked very hideous and terrifying.

The next moment, the giant arm phantom clenched his fist and swung it down violently with the evil wind!

Bang Bang!

In the face of the oncoming sweep, the female evil spirit suddenly dispersed into a large amount of black mist, and avoided it with some kind of body voiding ability.

However, most of the blood mosquitoes and jet-black spirits did not have this ability, and were swept away by the giant arm phantom, turning into bits of blood and black marks stained on them.

The arm phantom then bombarded the ground, directly smashing the wooden floor into a large crater, and the broken wood chips were scattered everywhere.

Even with such a loss, the remaining blood mosquitoes and jet-black spirits still swooped down on the muse without fear, frantically attacking, attracting his attention.

Taking advantage of the muse's attention, the black mist quietly gathered, and the female evil spirit recondensed its body behind the muse, and then reached out of the black palm and directly touched his body!

- "Negative Energy Touch"!

As a jet black aura spread, the crazy look on Muse's face froze, and he suddenly stiffened in place, but his expression was still struggling.

"Theresa, don't do it yet!"

Slightly maintaining the touch of negative energy, the female evil spirit screamed.

"Hiss-"

"It's not our essence here, it's just an incarnation. ”

"It's not easy to use powerful abilities. ”

Veran, or Teresa who was controlling him, hissed on the one hand, and viscous white foam continued to overflow from his mouth on the other side, and his abdomen suddenly expanded, and even made all kinds of strange noises, and it could be seen that his surface even had uneven undulations.

Soon, with a violent vomiting sound, a fist-sized piece of blood-red flesh squirted out of his mouth, and the surface was even blackened and wrinkled, emitting a pungent fishy smell, as if he had vomited out his own lungs!

The blood-red piece of flesh was only the size of a fist when it was huddled together, but it soon spread out its tattered flesh wings and turned into a flying demon worm resembling a bat moth.

It has a crimson, viscous skin, but it is crumpled and filled with a large number of black folds on its body, but its speed is extremely fast.

One second it had just fully unfolded from the form of a lump of flesh, and the next moment it had already fallen on the muse.

In the next moment, the seven short thin legs of the flying demon worm that had grown completely asymmetrically were already attached to his neck, biting them with sharp fangs, injecting the venom secreted from the venom glands, and at the same time licking the luscious flesh and blood greedily and at high speed with their small and bifurcated bright red thin tongues......

"Hiss, under the paralyzing bite of my little darling, even the gods can't escape the paralysis of the end!"

With a strange smile, Theresa, who had transformed into Veran, watched the phantom of the giant arm stretched out from Muse's back quickly dissipate, and then her body became shaky, and she lowered her head with a shaky look.

But in the end, Theresa did not wait for the muse to fall, and in his astonished gaze, the muse actually stood still, and when he raised his head, the crazy look on his face had disappeared, and a pair of eyes occupied by pale eyes had actually regained his calm.

As soon as he reached out, the muse grabbed the bat-moth-like flying demon worm, and with a force in his hand, he fiercely pinched it into a gourd state, and a terrible cry and blood spurted out of its mouthparts, splashing everywhere.

"Ancient Evil Creature [Rotting Worm Walker], Ancient Evil Creature [Evil Spirit Banshee], Ancient Evil Creature [Jewel Soul Demon]. ”

"And I, the ancient evil creature [Soul Eater Gathering Demon]?"

One by one, his gaze swept over the strange female evil spirit, the incarnated Veran of Theresa, and the dull-faced Dennis.

"There's a familiar smell about you. ”

"It seems that we have crossed paths before?

"Moreover, it is not the enemy ......"

His heart was extremely clear, and after making a fuss with the power of arcane strange things, according to the deduction of Elijah and Elijah in his mind, the muse slowly said these words.