Chapter Eighty-Four: The Coming Battle
"Blow up that building? That's a good choice......" Orange said with a smile on her face as she sat next to Maha, "My cute sister is really full of ruined thoughts!" ”
"This is also a way to do it, only by using the conditions around you as much as possible can you hit your self-discipline puppet."
The two were sitting on the roof of a tall building about 100 meters away from the amusement park. It is said that this building was an amusement park supporting facilities, but it was rightfully abandoned after the amusement park closed down.
"Actually, if she fully mobilizes the magic mark and magic circuit, she only needs a magic cannon that is close to the level of great magic! It can even be a little lower before the doll's curse spreads. Orange put on his glasses again and said, "This is the result of indecisiveness." ”
"After all, I don't have much experience with the enemy." Zhen Yu smiled and shook his head, "In the first official battle of magicians, Jiuyuan Temple was by her side, and besides, there was no comparison between those one-eyed demons and self-discipline dolls. ”
Besides, Aoko's sentence Zhenyu agrees very much, a puppet who can transform a classical doll into a high-level self-discipline puppet, the thinking circuit must be different-no one knows what will happen after Lu Dao defeats it, self-destructing? Casting a curse?
"Then again, your magic skills are getting better and better, how convenient is it......" Mayu sighed as he looked at the image from the magic guide that was being monitored in front of Orange, and then added in his heart that the shape design of this magic guide was really not very good.
At such a distance, the orange is unable to interfere or command the puppet's behavior, its behavior is based on self-judgment, not to mention, the barrier with beads has been opened, and there is also interference. In order to observe the process, Orange uses another dedicated demon watch. It's not called thick, like a flat black cat made of shadows, lurking in the dim mirror maze is simply effortless, after leaving the amusement park, Orange and Ma Yu rely on this to understand the battle in the mirror maze.
"After all, the puppet envoy eats by making demons, not to mention, this is the result of me giving up the great magic technique that I have practiced for more than ten years, if I don't have this achievement, then I am too sorry for myself."
Although Orange's words seemed gentle, Maha's voice felt resentful. He wisely shifted the subject: "Looks like I'm going to need to make a demon too." Hey, will you help me? ”
"If you need it......" Orange's eyes involuntarily fell on Maha's long hair, if it was made from the hair of a magic envoy as one of the raw materials, its ability was very exciting.
"......" For a moment, Mayu felt as if she had made a wrong decision.
In the maze of mirrors, Aoko is explaining to Kusa Juro what he needs to do: "Oh, your task is not so simple, the black fog around that guy is almost a materialized curse magic, ordinary people will feel very uncomfortable as soon as they get close, just like you feel after being attacked by Gandr, well, it's very uncomfortable, right?" ”
"Hmm!" Kushiro nodded in agreement: "It's like drinking half a bottle of soy sauce." ”
Aoko selectively ignored his strange description: "Not only that, but since its primary target is me, that is, before killing me, even if you stand in front of it, it has a good chance that it will not care about you, so you must provoke it." ”
"Understood." Kushiro nodded in understanding.
To put it bluntly, it is to take the puppet around in a circle, keep a safe distance of about ten meters from it, and then run two or three laps around the maze passage on the second floor, just delay for three minutes. Despite this, it was a gamble for Kushiro. With a more accurate gandr attack than Aoko, a wrist that can be retracted freely, and a cursed black mist on his body, if it weren't for the inconvenience of moving and turning in such a narrow environment, Kushiro would have had no chance at all - now it would only be a success rate of one or two percent.
Kusaro, who returned to the second floor, stood at the door of the secret passage and poked his head out to observe. The white figure was not to be seen, but the unchanged, repetitive ballad was already ringing through the passage like a music box, with heavy echoes. Here it comes! Kushiro stepped forward, clenching the small stone in his hand, ready to provoke it.
Sensing the breath of someone, the footsteps of the self-discipline puppet approaching became clearer and clearer. When Kusa Juro was about to smash the other party with a small stone, the puppet changed. As if the primary target was not observed, the puppet's second hands were extended, followed by a structurally impossible metamorphosis, with four hands and a pair of feet lying on the ground like a predatory spider.
Brush Pull Brush Pull ......
The puppet ignored Kusa Juro in front of him, and turned and walked directly towards the other door, where there was a passage to the first floor, and his movements were agile and steady.
"Huh?" This dramatic scene caught Kusa Juro off guard, and the puppet didn't even give him a chance to provoke, "What should I do?" ”
After his mind went blank for a few seconds, Kushiro finally regained his thoughts, thought about it, and followed the route the puppet had left.
Aoko, who was on the basement floor, quickly learned the situation, as the ballad sung by the puppet became clearer and clearer.
"What's going on? That idiot, not for three minutes, not even for ten seconds, right? Aoko said it looked like swearing.
Giving up on the idea of injecting mana, and continuing to waste mana in this situation is tantamount to suicide. The sound was getting closer, and Aoko could even make out the footsteps of similar people.
"Wait, plural?"
Aoko immediately remembered the second pair of hands on the puppet, could it be that this guy has switched to a multi-legged form? As a result, its movement is much more stable, and since the puppet's vision is different from that of humans, darkness is not an issue at all. The threat seems to be higher......
"What to do? What to do? ……”
The mind seems to be in a state of confusion, and Aoko searches for a countermeasure.
"Ahh No matter! Wouldn't it be enough to just knock it down! ”
The overly complicated thoughts made Aoko's mind almost overloaded, and then she just shook her hair, didn't care about anything, and directly adjusted her state, ready to fight it face to face.
"Really, why do I think so much, if I worry too much, the knife will become dull." As if announcing it, Aoko fell silent, only the magic mark on her right hand flickered slightly.
On the gloomy basement floor, only Aoko's right hand glowed slightly blue, and Aoko stood in the center, greeting the incoming enemy with an awe-inspiring figure.
PS: Thank you to Mu Q Norregi, Night Knight, Blackie, DAMOTUYIN, and kanonkanon for their tips.