Chapter Ninety-One: The Giant Mascot
In the dead of night, a former daughter sleeps alone in the wilderness.
Whether there is a desire for introspection and cheering up, at least for now, is not clear.
I don't know the place well, and I will visit this place today, to put it bluntly, it is just to let her make use of the benefits of Hades, but even if it takes a whole day, there is no improvement, it is a complete waste of time.
Lexia looked left and right weakly, seeing that there was no way, she returned to the mode of cultivation, this time she adopted the method of self-abandonment, like squeezing toothpaste, saying that after her strength was exhausted, she pressed her abdomen to force the underworld out.
Undoubtedly, in vain.
Lexia is indeed very attentive and determined, and her willpower and heart must be enough, so is it because God didn't hear her wish and didn't let her succeed?
No one may be able to give a definite answer to this, but everyone knows one thing very well-
“…… Who, who? ”
The wind and grass around her made Lexia almost jump in fright.
"Mist Blade? Still is...... Longing for that? ”
She guarded her chest as she stepped forward to check.
"Grace?"
However, the other party did not show up for a long time, but she did not dare to approach rashly.
"Who's ......?"
The probe probed his brain, but the other party did not move at this time.
"No one ......?"
As soon as these words were uttered, a puff of smoke seeped into her surroundings.
The strange and unpleasant smell is wantonly filled with it, trying to pollute the environment.
However, after the sight and smell were already trapped in the hostage, the phenomenon that should have come did not come, symbolizing the flames of the fire—as if it had hung people's appetites, and the delay in visiting was delayed, and Lyxia broke out in a cold sweat.
Therefore, the phenomenon that was originally unpleasant to see has become a kind of spiritual "sustenance", so - Lexia's expression is even more distorted. An emotion called fear gradually dominated Lyxia's body.
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"Yokai...... ......"
If the miasma contained in the monster's body reaches a level that is visible to the naked eye, it will produce a thick smoke phenomenon similar to that of a fire.
The night is dark and windy, it is the heyday of the monsters, this is located in the wilderness, Lexia is a weak woman, all kinds of coincidences even if they attract a large number of monsters, it is normal.
"How could it be...... No......"
Lexia kept praying that things wouldn't always go in a bad direction, looking left and right while breaking thoughts, and the sense of crisis was very good, but the fly in the ointment was that she didn't have the strength to fight.
Confused emotions plagued her, neither sitting nor standing, panicked, as if everything was on the verge of a critical point, and the collapse was about to burst into tears.
What should I do? Such a sentence was easily written all over her face, and finally with the sound of heavy footsteps, they went to the edge of the limit together.
As if hungry and thirsty for many days, unable to suppress the urge to devour blood, the black miasma quickly pounced on Lexia.
"Don't——————!"
Lexia screamed madly from the dantian—and the figure vanished on the other side of tomorrow under the witness of everyone—several jet-black lightning bolts radiated through the miasma in all directions, and the miasma was blown to ashes.
Then, two prehistoric beasts came to this world.
One is a two-meter-five monster with a horse's head and a giant axe-horse-headed ghost; On the other end is a two-meter-four monster with a bull-headed body and a giant mallet in hand.
Both sides have their own characteristics, but they now have one thing in common—they are both messengers of Hades who were born and summoned through Lexia.
Facing the enemies who attacked the host of Lyxia, they were not allowed to exist in the presence of them as the patron saints of House Heribel.
They are eyeing and waiting for an opportunity to act.
Those miasma were initially terrified of the tallness and power of the horse-headed ghosts and the minotaurs, and in the blink of an eye, most of their accomplices had been destroyed, and it was inevitable that they would develop fear.
However, the other side is terrific two, our side has as many as tens of thousands of combat power, and the tactics of crowds are attacking the city, and it is a matter of time before they are breached.
The eyes of the two sides were staggered, and the flames of war spread immediately.
They swept away thousands of armies desperately, splitting the earth, tearing apart the miasma, and the obstacles in front of them were like a flash in the pan, as if they had never existed, whether it was strength, attack speed, or reaction, far beyond all things, and the king of the world lowered their heads.
The battle quickly lasted more than ten minutes, and the attack power of Hades was not lazy, there was no fatigue, and even the physical strength was beyond the ordinary, it was simply the strongest weapon of madness.
Just when the two of them thought that they were running out of opponents, some of the miasma revealed their true faces, which were the headless Grim Reaper with a scythe in his hand, Mo, and the pikeman who showed his form in order to keep up with the number of opponents.
The two sides were equal, and fierce sparks broke out.
Relying on the explosive power of the horse's hooves, the horse-headed ghost caught up with the opponent's Mo, and swung a knife with a sonorous and powerful blow, as if it could make the geomagnetic anomaly reversed, and the air suddenly had no way to go, and the miasma that exploded drove the two sides to retreat.
However, the knife blow close to supersonic speed still drew colorful traces of light from the horse-headed ghost's hand, and he hurriedly continued to fight and slash at the opponent, and the storm was everywhere, and it was also at this time that the phenomenon of material collapse began to count down.
The ground disappeared, the air roared, the battle between the two sides was beyond the norms, and the large-scale attack crushed everything to the end, and just like that, the battle of heaven and earth mutation was over, and Moyosi witnessed each other's bodies being torn apart and ended.
That's right - the pair of Hades partners, working together in perfect harmony, won the victory.
"What, you can do it if you want to."
Looking at the wreckage of the battlefield, Mist Blade walked out of the ruins of his neighbor's house. I hope that Na and Yareth will not be left behind.
"You said yes—"
Before he could finish speaking, the horse-headed ghost, whose morale was high, swung his giant axe and slashed at the Fog Blade in a high-pitched manner, which made the longing stand up and resist the thick enemy.
"—Lyxia."
The movement of the crowd came to an abrupt halt at the sudden call of the Fog Blade—including the blood-devouring Hades.
"You're Lyxia, aren't you?"
The huge axe rested right at the throat of the Misty Blade, fearing that if he said the wrong word, his head would fall to the ground.
"Lyxia."
However, the voice of the Fog Blade did not waver, there was no suspicion, he was very confident, and he was very sure that the other party was Lyxia, so he didn't need to be afraid of this step.
The other party didn't respond for a long time, and the fog blade turned back to its true colors and added:
"But to put it mildly, this vegetable farmer."
"I'm not a vegetable farmer! Just say don't call me ...... Hey? ”
Although he didn't know where the mechanism was, the horseman's mouth was closed, but he still made a sound from him. Just like this, it can be proved that the tall messenger of hell in front of him is Lexia.
"You really have to be stimulated to grow and progress."
I have to say that just now, the fog blade could be regarded as using his life as a bargaining chip, so until Lexia was willing to refute, he was trembling and could not relax for a moment.
"It's ...... What's going on? Where am I? ”
Lexia swayed from side to side, trying to find an answer but not being answered. After all, there was no precedent before this, and no one had done such a thing, so Misty Blade explained it for her out of his own observation and judgment:
"Lexia, now you are Lexia. Helibel - also a horse-headed ghost. ”
"That's—"
Lexia looked at the Mist Blade incredulously, it should be an unapproachable messenger of hell, and she always felt that after Lexia incarnated, she was a little more cute, as if a huge mascot was cute-
"Mist Blade, you're so short."
2.5 meters VS 1.7 meters, the fog blade lost.
"Wait for that to take off this guy's clothes, and she won't be allowed to wear until she goes home."
"Wait! What are you doing! Okay, I'll just listen. ”
"In short, the Hades contract you gave yourself is a vessel for summoning with your own body."
"But I-"
"Yes, you can only use the power of Hades passively, but now that your body is no longer there after summoning them, then they will no longer have the idea of sacrificing their lives to protect their masters, and they can fight with all their might."
"Yes...... Oh? ”
From Lexia's tone, he didn't quite believe it, but the battle just now was enough to witness everything. Horse-headed ghosts and minotaurs without baggage - how brave and tenacious.
"Yes! Lexia, what you wanted to do didn't work out at first, but it turned out well, and you can fight with us. ”