Crystal spikes sprouted out of the armor, stretching and growing, and Jeno struggled to transform himself into a sea urchin, blasting the undead of the sea kui from within.

When Jeno already felt that the crystal had grown to the limit, he was able to withstand the four walls, but it was not enough! The length of the crystal spikes had to be doubled to pierce the thick flesh walls of the sea kui.

"Hex's ability to shape crystals is limited, and this method doesn't work."

He withdrew his spikes, and suddenly a bold idea popped up again.

Simply remove the armor and let these ghost hands drag away their souls, using their talents to try to manipulate the undead of the sea kui worms......

"Sir, stop your dangerous thoughts! As these ghost hands tear at your soul, they also talk about your flesh scratching. ”

Hex disagreed, wondering if it was because of the suppression of the seeds, which had been heard for the first time in almost a week since leaving Pit.

Didn't even show up the last time I met Pike.

"I have the fountain of life to recover from my injuries......"

"It's not worth it, even if you successfully control the undead of the sea kui worm, it won't be of great help to the battle situation, if you do this, you might as well release the energy pulse directly."

The undead can only kill the undead, and the undead of the sea kui may be a big boss for humans, but for the undead, at best, it is just a big man with high blood and low attack.

The curse in the Black Mist is to turn the living into undead, and to make them kill each other is contrary to its essence.

"That's not going to work, Hammerstone and Hecarim haven't been found yet, I can't afford to run out of energy and become a burden before this."

Jeno realizes that a real enemy is coming, and he must leave the sea kui's body as soon as possible, even if there are a few more scars, as long as he can make the sea kui spit out of itself.

But when he removed the hand armor, he found that the crystal was out of his control.

"Hex, have you recycled the ability to shape crystals?" Jeno couldn't figure out why Hex was going against him at such a time.

"I'm only temporarily detached from sharing. Sir, can you listen to my advice? ”

"Say it quickly." Jano spoke impatiently.

If those people outside thought he was dead, they had to start fighting among themselves, and no matter what, he had to go out as soon as possible to prove that he was still alive.

"What I'm saying is – please stop trading your pain for winning chips! You've developed a resigned, inertial mindset that causes you to be passive in battle. ”

"Are you feeling sorry for me?" Jeno knew exactly what Hex meant, so he gave up on the idea of self-harming to control the Khairer.

"Yes, we don't distinguish between each other. And the power of the seed is a foreign object after all, you can't rely on it too much, and it will leave you one day. ”

"It turned out to be jealous." Although Jeno couldn't move his whole body, he could still laugh.

"Sir, I have no shame, your anger is ineffective for me." Hex's answer was unwavering.

"I understand now."

"Got what?"

"Haha, I understand everything."

"In that case...... Then I get it. (Actually, I didn't understand anything.) ）

Hex regained control of the core to Jeno, who began to control the core to absorb the energy from the prosthetic limb until it began to stiffen and become uncontrollable, turning into the simplest and most ordinary piece of steel.

Then he used his other hand to remove the prosthetic leg, grab it in his hand, and swing it like a baseball bat! Smash! Destroy all the entangled ghost hands!

"Come on, try it! Let's see who has thicker arms! Jeno shouted and brandished his prosthetic leg as if he were crazy.

After those ghost hands were smashed, twisted, deformed, and broken, they all turned into black mist, and finally disappeared.

Since a sword made of Demacian steel can easily slash the undead, can an arm made of Demacian steel knock the undead?

The answer is - it takes a lot of strength, and you can knock the death soul!

After knocking those groping pig hands with a random thrashing, Jeno took the initiative to stretch out his right hand, grabbed a ghost hand he had deliberately left behind in front of him, and suddenly exerted his strength, turning the obstacle into a ladder to climb upward, dragging himself up from the depths of hell little by little!

He figured it out, he couldn't bear unnecessary pain just because he wasn't afraid of pain, the sea kui worm was just a larger undead, it wasn't worth the price he paid to launch his talent, it was enough to force a breakthrough directly by relying on Hex's ability!

Rush the duck!

……

The yin wind rises, and the yin spirit is resurrected.

An astral monster reborn in the black mist stood in Sivir's way.

She couldn't put into words the exact features of the being—a patchwork of animal legs, numerous but not symmetrical, with hooked and chelicated forelimbs, looking like a crab but with sharp canine teeth, and its eyes like bubbles floating on the face of a person whose facial features were changing at any moment, and his whole body exuded a disgusting green light......

It was like a cloud of smoke with various biological characteristics, a black mist with consciousness, a collection of countless undead spirits that were too weak to manifest even in the black mist.

This indescribable, indescribable undead creature is constantly creating mental pollution, giving people an extremely nauseous feeling of vomiting.

Just as Sivir was stunned by the way it appeared, the monster suddenly grew four frog legs, bouncing lightly into the sky, trying to pounce and eat her in one bite.

Sivir subconsciously threw the Calikar, and after the monster was hit, it burst like a popped balloon, turning into a thousand wisps of black gas and sinking into the night.

Sivir thought how strong the monster was, but it turned out to be just a disgusting thing with bells and whistles.

But before she could take a half step on one foot, the mist slowly gathered again, first in bunches of tendrils, then in the silhouette of a monster, and finally in front of her.

"Is there an end?" Sivir swung his crossblade in displeasure and slew the monster again.

……

"How many lives does this guy have?!" After killing the monster with a knife swing for the ninety-ninth time, Sivir began to wonder if he would not be able to make it out of the square alive.

She found that the monster seemed to have been created to stand in the way.

It's vulnerable, but it's endless.

Every time she kills a monster, it immediately rises from the black mist.

Although the monster's form was different each time, she could be sure that they were all the same.

Otherwise, if it was so easy for the black mist to create monsters, why would there only be one monster attacking her at the same time?

It's vulnerable, but it's endless.

With hope in her eyes, she waved her weapon again, hoping that the number one hundred would bring her good luck.

However, good fortune did not come, and the spirit monster was resurrected in front of her again.

Sivir was numb.

She reached for the water bladder on her waist, thinking that she would have to give up her money today to get out of the square.

。 m.