There was not much time left for Onique, one second she could clearly perceive her own storage, but the next second, when the distant Shikishen used a large dose of extraction spiritual pressure, she was a little dizzy and couldn't stand it. Before that came, Onnick had to decide at least initially whether to flee or outcome, and what he knew about Volpo was limited to the memories of seeing him strike, but even Onnick, as commander, had no idea what was going on with his men.

Without the study of spells, this filarial worm is obviously a scholar who specializes in the power itself, which is an important reason why he can't figure out the details. Angry and spear-ridden, Onek finally said: "You must not ignore this warning, the consequence of being hostile to me is defeat. ”

"Until now, Lord Onnick is still as high as ever." The heartworm shook his head as he waved his palms as if fanning himself. "It's been like this since the beginning, Lord Onnick, you never care about the feelings of your subordinates, blindly pursue your own way of nobility, even if it will make the process full of sacrifices and losses, you will not save it, and failure and obstruction will not change your mind at all. Now I will make you pay the price for your selfishness, and that fool of Baihua is also one step ahead of you, although I still have a friendship with you, but I don't care what it means to take advantage of people's danger here, and killing you is a part of the plan. ”

Hearing what Vol Pounced said about Baihua, Onique suddenly became excited, and his brain instantly thought of this man's voice and smile, but all of these can be used as memories, and there is not even a corpse like a certificate. Why did the extremely miserable wind erosion suffer such an end, is it really because of his past sins? But no matter what, Onique was able to calm down instantly, as if she had been frustrated in the past, and she was very tenacious.

Grief and calamity only make her stronger, and suffering and hindrance only make her more resilient. Nothing can stop such a self. Ornik, who has a strong self, angrily raised her spear, silently thinking in her heart that she was protected by the gods, trusting in magic, condensed all her power on the tip of the spear, and the spear that increased her speed and strength could even force Onique herself to move in the momentum of her advance.

Wall nodded, clearly acknowledging Onik's powerful riding spear, a spell system called the Way of the Wind that could simulate the shape and power of any weapon, and deal damage that wasn't equal to that of reality. In other words, the way of resisting the wind focuses on deceiving the opponent's first feeling, and a person's impression can be changed by a strong force, just like an ant gives the impression that it can be pinched to death immediately. But the ability to resist the wind can make elephants look like ants as insignificant.

Any spell coincides with the theory of alchemy, and the appearance is only the greatest form of the actual phenomenon, and the real inner is the will and mind, which are the most powerful at the core. Onenik's lance of Assassination also has the whole truth, and a weapon that looks like a lance can also be transformed into another shape if needed, or even completely conceal its outline. A surprise attack swooped down in front of Volp, the tip of the filarial's cloak lifted up, and then it was flipped backwards by the oncoming wind, and the powerful force and momentum reached him almost instantly.

However. The filarial worm struck more quickly, and he raised his hand in front of him, his palm facing outward at the tip of the riding spear. A terrible sensation appeared in the depths of Onique's brain, and the noblewoman quickly saw the essence of the event like an electric shock. The tip of the charging cavalry stopped completely in front of Volp. The barrel of the spear, which was supposed to run through the chest, could not move forward even at all, because the tip of the spear, which was delicately crafted from moonstone, was fully grasped.

Volp's demonic palm was nothing more than an ordinary glove, just a glove for an apprentice to practice magic, but it was such a left hand that firmly grasped the tip of the riding spear. The wrists and arms that stopped in the air were as motionless as if they were steel itself. No matter how hard you try. Onique couldn't change the awkward state, the thrust couldn't penetrate the Volvo, and now something even more terrible had happened, and the lance itself couldn't be pulled out and left. The tip of the spear inserted into the socket of the hand seemed to have fallen into a deep ice cave, and the perfect welding held the spiritual pressure in place.

"It's useless, the so-called battle is just a clash of spiritual pressure, Lord Onique shouldn't forget the most basic principles. That is, as long as it is a party with strong spiritual pressure, no matter what it does, it can be unilaterally a miracle. Walppo was very confident, and he was more happy than calm, imagining that he was on the right side of the dark lady, and he had obtained great power as he wished, and he could even compete with a monster like Onnick. In the current situation, it seems that Volp still has a strong advantage, and he is even more excited just thinking about it.

I had hoped countless times, but at the beginning I just made an idea, and I didn't even dare to expose my ambitions. Having experienced the cruelty of war, feeling the cold of the situation, and having been damaged physically and mentally, Walpong once promised like an old partner that he would become strong and fearful to anyone, and only in this way could he create a comfortable enough environment, and sure enough, he would be fearless.

"Hahahaha????" After laughing wildly, Volp sobered up from his memories, he thought of the promise of his former partner, thought of the future that still existed, and he suddenly increased the strength at hand, waving his arms almost with his bare hands. The strength of the tendons, the strength of the bones, and the spiritual pressure at hand were as powerful as a giant machine, and with just a whirring sound, he easily threw out the spear and the owner of the spear.

The invincible Onenik? Darth Rema was actually as weak as a little girl, riding a spear to faithfully follow the direction of her master, and was thrown into the air by a powerful force, and then because her body had no ability to stop at all, her body in the air also fell heavily to the ground. Like a kite that has been pulled by a rope, no matter how strong the wind is, she will eventually fall to the ground, this terrible blow caused a rattling sound from Onike's back, and the biting cold caused Onique's brain to hallucinate for a moment.

Immediately afterward, Onique shook his head, but his lying body was completely unable to feel the danger around him. All of Ornic's senses suddenly lost their effect in the impact just now, his ears thundered, and the front of his eyes was pitch black. After a pause for a few seconds, when Onique was finally able to support his upper arms and get up, suddenly another powerful force in his body was drawn into the distance, it seems that even Ashiya Michiman is in a bitter battle, and the old spellcaster over there still needs more spiritual pressure, otherwise it will disappear, and then the tree people will attack the city, if that's the case???

With all her strength, Onique lay on the ground in a daze again, she couldn't move at all, and finally experienced the feeling of weakness in her whole body, since the strength was completed, Ornik has never failed so tragically as now, she has always been high, and there have been countless people who have resisted harm for themselves, but today Onique finally realized what harm is, she finally knew what despair is, it turned out that it was really wind erosion, and after being left by herself at that time, did she suffer such a terrible experience? It looks like he'll be killed soon, and then ??? And then meet his beloved? I don't know how many hells Ornik, who has countless blood on his hand, will be divided into, and if you are lucky, you should be able to see your beloved Wind Erosion and her ex-boyfriend???

Sure enough, Onique sensed the approach of death, and Volp had already walked over to look at Onique, who was struggling with his half-closed eyes for a long time. The young man smiled, and stepped on Onike's waist and abdomen, this sudden blow made Onike react, and the body immediately reported the injury to both ends to release the reflex, Onike instinctively raised his head and raised his legs, but because he hadn't eaten anything, Onnie just felt the gastric juice churning but couldn't spit out anything.

Being stepped on once, Onique could see the face above the dim light more or less, Vol plop happily lifted something, and he muttered excitedly: "Onike, your way to resist the wind, I'll give it back to you now, I hope you can take this thing with you in the Netherworld, don't be bullied by the little ghost, haha." The riding spear held aloft was finally seen by Onique, and ironically, the riding spear, which had been pointed outside, was now in the hands of the enemy, facing him.

She hadn't tried the damage of her own weapon in years, and she didn't know how powerful this thing that had once been sharpened as iron was, and today was the time when she Onik should have died, or rather??? How so? Onic's wobbly perspective shifted, and she herself couldn't understand why her vision was blurry, and she didn't understand why the shadow of the tip of the rifle she saw was shaking.

"Do you cry too?" Vol pounced his sarcastic teeth, he actually saw Onike's eyes blurry with tears, I don't know if it was a human physiological reaction, I don't know if it was the Grim Reaper who was already approaching her, and Walp, who understood this qiē as victory, happily acted down on the riding spear.

The tip of the spear pierced through the noblewoman's chest, but at the moment of stabbing, the explosion occurred, and the explosion from the noblewoman herself made Vol Po let go of his hand in shock, he originally thought it would be fine, but he didn't expect this crazy woman to set up to blow herself up and die in the end? Invincible and scheming Ornik? Darth Rema ended up dead and undead, and Wall rolled over to look at Onnick's body wrapped in smoke and flames. Then Volpo burst out laughing, and seemed to be underestimating the woman, and turned to leave, and he had to go on a more important task. (To be continued......)