Chapter 550: Perverted Battle Intuition

The exorcist who secretly succeeded tried to hold back a smile, but unfortunately his abnormal expression had long been seen by his companions, who threatened him to tell the truth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The exorcist had no choice but to reveal the method of stealing the essence of life, and sold the trap sandworm in its place.

In this way, more and more "sandworms" poured into the small spring, and after a while, it aroused the alarm of the mutated plants.

However, because the life essence stolen by the sandworm is too rare, the mutant plant didn't react to what was going on for a while, and occasionally felt that the sandworm was too much of an eyesore, so he took action to clean it up.

Some sandworms were lucky and successfully stole the essence out, while others were unlucky and were roared out by them as soon as they entered the range of mutated plants. Overall, it's a mixed bag.

Even if the life essence was stolen by the sandworm, but the amount was too small, and the exorcists who succeeded once wanted to continue to succeed a second time, because the amount stolen was really too small, and it was too much to use the dosage word "one drop" to describe it, and the amount was so small that even if it was taken, it would not have a great effect.

As a result, whether it was an exorcist who encountered a setback and failed to steal the essence in the middle of the way, or an exorcist who had a disdain that was too little, they all bought a few more sandworms from the exorcist who sold the sandworms, and the exorcist made a fortune.

Because of the booming business, the inventory of sandworms in the storage space of this exorcist is not much, and he is smart to sell it on the spot, this exorcist is also big-hearted, and he is not afraid of the steps of making sandworms to other exorcists to see, and then someone steals it.

In the eyes of mechanics, a small mechanism like a sandworm is not simple, but it is definitely not complicated. Since this kind of mechanism is created, it has a single function, so there is no need to spend time on small structures to make delicate changes, but because this kind of mechanism is very small, the smaller the mechanism, the more the producer's skill will be tested.

It's easy to make a trap bigger, but it's a bit difficult to make it as small as a sandworm, and you have to reach a certain level of skill to make it.

This exorcist has already figured out that those who know how to do it will be able to see through the mechanism he has made, and those who don't know how to do it will be fine even if they show it hundreds of times.

This kind of production of the mechanism is not something that can be understood by looking at it, but without the background of profound mechanism skills and rich practical ability, it is impossible for an exorcist to imitate it so quickly.

This exorcist made the method of making the mechanism on the spot, which won the favor of most of the exorcists present, and some top exorcists waited around him, cleaning up the mutated plants for him from time to time, so as not to disturb him to create the mechanism. And the exorcist's situation is also safer.

The other, in the sewers of the desert.

There was a burst of "jinglebells, jinglebells, jinglealltheway!" ~~......" rang suddenly, making the regular "bang, bang, bang......" sound stop suddenly.

Eve raised her hand and touched the blood on her hands and face, wiped the white bandage on her body, and took out the transmitter in her arms and listened.

The voice on the other end of the communicator was a little impatient, causing Eve to tilt her head impatiently, and her legs lifted the creature that had fallen to her feet and was huddled into a ball.

The mass of creatures at his feet, who had been beaten by Eve to no longer human, snorted weakly.

"I know, I won't delay the delivery!" Eve yelled in displeasure and added, "Someone is following me? Are you kidding me?! No one will follow you. ”

Saying this, Eve's eyes focused on the mass on the ground, and said contemptuously, "It's just an ant, and it won't stop me from attacking for a few minutes." ”

The person on the other end of the transmitter didn't know what to say, so Eve's expression gradually calmed down, and he said indifferently: "There is no need to look for sacrifices, although the ants that come up are vulnerable, but his bloodline is unexpectedly good, and it is more than enough to be a top-level sacrifice." ”

After speaking, Eve hung up the transmitter, he squatted down unhurriedly, the white bandage on his hand automatically extended, little by little to wrap the life and death of Mo Yue, the whole body was like a mummy, revealing a pair of eyes and nose, very Eve's style.

Eve dragged Moyue to Leng Ling's position like a dog, and then dragged both of them to the ground and down somewhere in the sewers.

The sound of "hiss~" sounded, it was the sound of the bandage rubbing against the ground, and Mo Yue, who had been in a coma, suddenly opened her eyes and winked at Leng Ling on the side.

Leng Ling's eyes were slightly stunned, and his indifferent expression changed slightly, and then disappeared.

In this battle, Mo Yue lost very quickly, so fast that it was beyond Leng Ling's expectations.

All these changes came from the hand of the sick Church Eve.

The sick cultists in the Plague God Cult are rumored to be crazy, and they like to stay alone in one place silently to do experiments, and there are many types of experiments, most likely human experiments, or biochemical experiments, research and development experiments.

But the sick cultist, who called himself Eve, was different from the others. In the fight with Mo Yue, he did not use any poisonous gas attacks, and the moves he sent out were not as vicious as he imagined, but dignified.

Thinking of the fight between the two of them just now, Leng Ling couldn't help but close his eyes, Eve, a sick cultist, didn't expect to have such a perverted battle instinct.

He's a machine made to kill.

Mo Yue was wrong at the beginning, ordinary exorcists are provoked by words, they will lose their minds and lose their proportions, it is easy to expose flaws and make people seize the opportunity to fight back, but I didn't expect this Eve to do the opposite.

At the beginning, Mo Yue's words were angry, which did have a certain impact on Eve, and his attack was as Mo Yue expected, gradually panicked, and there were more and more flaws, but he was more and more provoked by Mo Yue, and the attack became more and more accurate.

He is a rare exorcist who can bring out his latent abilities in the midst of rage.

Mo Yue lost to him, and she was really not wronged.

On the other side of the communicator, in a tent in the desert, a sick cultist put down the transmitter and shrugged his shoulders at the other sick cultist, smiling helplessly.

"Communication failed, Eve in the Plague God Cult is notoriously difficult, I really don't know why you chose to cooperate with him?" The sick man muttered quietly.

The exorcist in the tent, who was accused by his companions, had bright red hair, a high nose and blue eyes, and at this time he squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "However, such a dangerous task is only the pressure that Eve can withstand." (To be continued.) )