Chapter 587: Lan's Voice
Just because you're moving fast doesn't mean you're just as fast.
Bang!
The punch burst out, and the violent water blasted Wilk out in an instant.
Sherlock didn't stop, kicked his legs, and chased after him at a faster speed with the help of the Heart of the Riptide, and the tiger in both fists roared and swooped down.
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Two damage that was far lower than expected jumped out, and he was about to distance himself in shock.
It's just that the four tentacles are wrapped around his fists first.
"Whew!"
A roar came from the tentacle's owner, and a black-armored fire monkey rushed over waving a long stick.
This monster is Wilk's pet, and Sherlock fought it last time, and it was a close fight for a short time.
Now that he is in the River of Souls, he can't use the most powerful Dusk Shuriken and Mighty Fire Monkey forms.
And without the support of the powerful body of the Mighty Fire Monkey form, his dragon power mode could not be turned on either.
If you only use the blue frog form, it is really not easy to solve the other party.
What's more, there is also a powerful necromancy on the side.
Sherlock had just used the flexibility of the blue frog's body to break free from the black-armored fire monkey when a controllable curse ray shot at him from a distance.
He rushed over several times to interrupt the opponent's spell casting, but was stopped by the opponent's various summons.
The battle is deadlocked.
Wilk's expression was more and more relaxed;
Sherlock's mood grew heavier and heavier.
He could feel that the power of the magic array was gradually increasing, and the soul energy in the river water was flowing past him, and it was frantically surging towards the center of the magic array.
If this continues, it won't be long before Asadron's soul will truly awaken.
At that time, the Demon Dragon was really impossible to stop.
Right now, Xinghuo and the others are blocked outside.
Soto was in a similar situation, being held back by a necromancy.
To break the game, he needs a powerful force comparable to the dragon power mode.
He is not without this kind of power, and there is more than one.
Whether it is the power of fate in the seed of fate or the power of the demon sealed in the heart of Phoenix Fawkes, it is enough to turn the tide.
It's just that he can't take the initiative to call the former, and the latter doesn't dare to use it easily.
"Chirp!"
Just as he hesitated, a familiar roar suddenly burst in.
It's not really a sound, it's a telepathic sound.
"It's Arashi!" Sherlock was pleasantly surprised.
The feeling between the druid and his natural companion is still present even if only the soul is left on one side.
Now that I can sense Arashi's voice, I mean that the other party is nearby.
Melt into the water!
The body melted into the river of souls, and his perception spread rapidly along the river.
"Arashi, where are you?"
"Arashi!"
Sherlock's guess was correct, and his call was quickly answered.
"Are you alright, Arashi?"
"Chirp!" Lan screamed happily twice, and then hissed eagerly, "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp......"
The more he listened, the heavier Sherlock's expression became.
He had previously feared that the Dragon Worship Cult would destroy the peace and order of the soul river in order to resurrect Asadron.
Listening to Lan's description now, he found that he still thought of this group of people too kindly.
In order to maximize the absorption of power, this magic array arranged by the people of the Hand of God does not have the function of filtering soul bodies.
While absorbing the power of the soul in the long river of souls, the magic array will not let go of even the souls that inhabit it.
That's why they heard so many hiss before.
"Arashi, if you hold on a little longer, I won't let you leave me again." Sherlock said solemnly.
Then he reached out and pressed his chest, and the dragon power in his body rushed madly towards the seal on his heart under his drive.
"Fawkes, it looks like I'm going to ignore your persuasion."
Sherlock couldn't help but smile bitterly, and the two energies of gold and darkness fused in his chest.
……
Meanwhile.
In a remote castle complex in Agoralon, a woman in a feather coat seemed to sigh with feeling.
"What's wrong, Fawkes?" Freckles on the side asked.
"Someone ignored my persuasion and once again used the power of the abyss." Fawkes said with some disgust.
As a kind-hearted creature, she has always hated the power of the abyss.
"Is it Xiaoxia?" Freckles Zoe was in the exact opposite mood to Fox.
She didn't care about the abyss, the purgatory, she just remembered that Sherlock had given her a beautiful little dress.
Well, in the little girl's heart, maybe Sherlock's life-saving grace is not as impressive as this dress,
"What other demon is there besides him who is qualified to listen to my advice."
"Then he'll be the monster again." Zoe said a little worriedly.
"Not necessarily, if he already has full control of Asadron's power." Fox said nonchalantly, with a hint of ridicule in his words.
"Asadron......" Zoe suddenly thought of something: "Fawkes, did you say last time that our academy's treasure trove has Asadelon's essence blood?" ”
"Well, it seems, it seems!" Fox suddenly had a bad premonition.
Zoe's eyes flashed, then she turned and ran out the door.
……
The scene returns to Sherlock in the astral plane.
This was his second attempt to fuse dragon power with demonic power.
With the previous experience, coupled with the fact that there is no Devil's Child to mess around, the fusion process this time is quite smooth.
The fused energy escaped through his skin, and patches of dark red scale armor began to spread from his chest to his limbs, and soon enveloped his entire body.
Alienation Status: Your body has been transformed by an unknown force, and the corresponding changes have occurred, and the relevant attributes of the player character have changed.
Sherlock could feel that his size was barely up to the standard of a large creature, and the attributes attached to the two energies had increased his strength several times over.
In this state, even against Daenerys's three dragons, he was confident to go up and fight hand-to-hand for a few rounds.
Just as he was adjusting to the force, Wilk's offensive was already entangled again.
System Hint: You are affected by Wilk's Curse Ray, and your Constitution is successful.
If it was the previous state attribute, Sherlock would never be able to resist this kind of necromancy that was determined by his constitution.
It's just that now, not to mention the increased constitution attributes, the innate resistance of the dragon and demon races alone is enough to block most of the spell effects of this type.
"Whew!"
Immediately behind the cursed ray, the zombie pressed on again.
Sherlock didn't dodge again this time, and when he met the other party, he punched up.
This punch did not come with any spell buffs, but the punch on it was several times stronger than the previous Rain Tiger Fist.
The two fists clashed, and waves of water suddenly surged.
Bang!
A moment later, a loud bang was heard, and a black figure flew out upside down with a stream of water.
Only Sherlock's dark red figure remained.
Melt into the water!
In the next second, his figure reappeared behind Wilk.
Having repelled the most combat-capable zombies, the remaining undead were unable to pose any threat to him at all.
He carried all the damage and locked Wilk's neck.
"Heh, heh!" Instead of dying, Wilk laughed with difficulty: "It's ...... Uh......"
Sherlock was clearly in no mood to listen to the last words of an enemy.
The claw stabbed Wilk's throat, and a critical damage directly wiped out the opponent's health.
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