Ahhhh......h

Garin's expression quickly distorted, and his body was like a melting candle, about to melt and collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In pain, his hands tugged at his face, and his dark green skin was pulled down like a Shar Pei.

This is the seizure of the body, the distortion of the soul.

And almost at the same time that the goblin shaman was in extreme pain, the night stalker, who was on the verge of losing control, showed a look of great enjoyment.

"αβγδθ......" took note of Suoso's spell and spat it out densely from the night owl's mouth.

These ancient syllables reverberate in the air, resonating with heaven and earth.

Like the whispers of an evil god.

It's like a demon's whisper.

He was soaking up the life and vitality of the other party.

Not only is the loss of control disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but even the whole person is beginning to radiate.

The seal, Schubert's pocket watch, is so terrifying!

However, at this moment, Chalkin, who was pressed to the ground, suddenly raised his hand.

A goblin word popped out of his mouth: "Blessing!"

Golden light fell from the sky, and the originally whispering spell was instantly interrupted by blessings!

The night owl's mouth immediately let out a moan of comfort and pain.

Revenge is not overnight, just now the night owl loosened Chalkin a few dreams, and at this time Chalkin immediately returned a blessing to him!

This blessing came suddenly.

The great dizziness of happiness caused the night stalker's brain to stop working for a short time.

"Uh......"

A groan came from his throat, and the dense spell came to an abrupt end!

The 'plunder' ritual was interrupted in an instant!

Almost as soon as the ceremony stopped, the surface of the seal 'Schubert's pocket watch' immediately turned red like coals of fire, and wisps of black smoke rose from the cracks in the dial!

The night owl only felt as if he had grabbed a red-hot soldering iron, and subconsciously threw his pocket watch out.

"You...... Why didn't you die?!" The spell was abruptly interrupted, and the night stalker's first reaction was incredulous.

It was the last counterattack of the tanuki-sized Shouhe, and its unstable body completely turned into a black poisonous mist, which drilled directly into Chalkin's mouth.

This is also the last means for the Wind Attribute Resentful Soul Sequence Warcraft to die together.

The power of this mist is enough for a mammoth, and there is not a lot of corroded bones left.

And now, Chalkin's chest was almost collapsed by his trampling, and he coughed up a little blood in his mouth.

However, he had a weak smile on his face.

"It's... ...... learned from you"

"I, bless you. ”

Although Chalkin used 'Goblin Language' to communicate the heavens and the earth, the lowest level of 'blessing' was enough to interrupt the night stalker, who was already absorbing the life force of others, and continued to chant the plunder spell.

In the occult, it is a well-known fact that no ritual can be interrupted lightly, otherwise it will suffer terrible consequences.

"You ......"

The night owl's face was so hideous that he raised his scepter to slam it at Chalkin.

But before he could swing his cane, a strange sound suddenly came from his chest that didn't belong to him.

"Gollum ......"

As if there was some kind of monster hidden in his body, the night owl's eyes widened and he stared at his chest to see.

"No, no, no, no, don't, spiritual, I want spiritual!" he muttered as if he had gone crazy, and his almost normal body suddenly began to twist and expand!

"Ah!!h

He couldn't help but let out a scream, and his hands hugged his head in pain, as if the head would explode in the next second.

The fate of the out-of-control extraordinary is extremely miserable.

Because of the loss of control of the extraordinary properties in the body, the back of the night owl bulged two huge bulges at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if something evil was breeding in it.

This is a violent backlash after the failure of the 'seizure'.

Magical items are called 'seals' because not only can they be used, but they are also dangerous and costly.

Seeing the night stalker's loss of control, Shouhe at the other end of the train ran quickly and launched an attack on the night stalker.

"Get out!!"

The out-of-control night owl's eyes were scarlet, refracting two violent red lights, and in the face of the attacking Shouhe, he raised his twisted hands, and a terrifying sequence of power instantly exploded.

Lying on the ground, the weak Chalkin jerked up a hand and quickly spat out a syllable in the ancient Hermetian language.

"Fanatic!"

The object of his attachment is a giant crane that is heading towards the night owl!

Blessed by Chalkin's fanaticism, Shouhe's figure suddenly skyrocketed.

It suddenly became faster, lunging towards the misshapen, twisted night stalker.

Crash!

The two ugly bags behind the night owl suddenly burst open.

A pair of wet, greasy black wings grew inside.

That's a nightmare—an incomplete mythical creature!

This means that the night stalkers have completely lost control, are no longer human, and have become real monsters.

Rumble!!

The two monsters scuffled together, and the slaves screamed and fled in all directions, some of them couldn't dodge, and the slaves who were splashed by the 'oil' on the runaway monsters immediately emitted white smoke from their skin, and they rotted into ulcer-like scars.

Everywhere there were slaves covering their wounds and running away.

In transcendent battles, ordinary people are as fragile as ants in the face of natural disasters.

A large number of slaves were affected, and if it weren't for the fact that most of the slaves in the train had survived the mutation stage, I am afraid that just by inhaling a little bit of the poisonous mist spewed by Shouhe, the people in the carriage would have died.

......

The extensive use of spirituality made Charkin's brain dizzy.

This kind of consumption is like working for many days without sleep, and the head sinks like lead.

"Cheer up, is it okay?" asked the old dwarf as he ran over, helped him up, and asked with concern.

"It's fine. Spirituality is too much to consume. Forcing himself to get up, Chalkin grabbed the pocket watch that had fallen to the ground.

"Let's go, go back to my cell. "Holding Chalkin, the two of them ran quickly towards the cell, the door of the cage was slammed shut by the slaves themselves, and there was no safer place than this 'miracle' descended by the 'god of steam and machinery'.

Outside, the monsters of the Night Stalker and Shouhe seem to have forgotten their identities as extraordinary creatures, and the huge embodiment is that they are frantically biting each other in the train.

Just when everyone's attention was focused on the crazy battle between the monsters outside, a pair of cold little hands suddenly stuck to Chalkin's back.

A warm current passed from those cold little hands to Chalkin's limbs, which was an abundant and pure spiritual power, instantly filling the gap of Charkin's overuse, and his spirit was shaken.

"Can you save me. ”

In the back of her mind, a weak girl's voice rang out.

"Huh, the girl's voice?"

"Prison guards, extraordinary?"

Chalkin was surprised in his heart, because in the slave transport car, except for the extraordinary, there were only male ** subordinates.

While thinking, Chalkin had already turned his head and was surprised to find that behind him, where was there a girl, only a slightly short middle-aged goblin man**li, reaching out to support his back......

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