The relationship between Sherlock and Arashi is definitely not just a natural partner, after all, they were hatched from the egg by themselves after hardships, and they are not much different from their own son, and when they heard this wail, the anger in their hearts couldn't help but burst out.

But no matter how angry he was, the power of the thunder element that spread within him wouldn't make him move a bit. Moreover, an even greater crisis came to him.

A white stag with a shimmering glow leaped out of the rain curtain and lowered its head, and the two huge crystal-shaped antlers with three prongs on it hit the shield of Flower Leaf Tin.

Layers of waves rippled at the two impact points, and the shock on the black shield was not yet calm, and a flash of lightning stabbed up immediately after, followed by more than a dozen various spells and arrows.

In fact, when he saw this familiar thunderbolt spear, Sherlock was not much surprised, he and Resas had a long-standing grudge, and since they had met, how could they let him go so easily with the other party's temperament.

One of the reasons why he deliberately chose such a remote place this time was to guard against possible attacks.

What he never expected was that in the process of digesting the power of the lightning heart, he would completely lose control of his body, not only could he not fight, but he would not even be able to use the ability to hide in the shadow plane.

Resas should have known about this situation, or that he had designed it from the beginning, and even his position might have been in the other party's hands.

"Sherlock, we're meeting again." Perhaps conscious of his victory, Resas did not rush to break the shield, but instead reminisced about the old while brandishing his spear.

"How's the power of the Heart of Lightning?"

"I forgot, you shouldn't even be able to speak by now."

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, in the end, this power is still mine after all." The barbarian shouted, and the spear in his hand thrust forward again.

Despite having more than 3,000 energy, it was attacked by more than a dozen people, and Hua Yedi's shield was still on the verge of being defeated in less than 10 seconds, and this spear would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Once the shield broke, it was Sherlock's turn.

If it was before, he really didn't mind dying like this, after all, he had already absorbed the power of the Heart of Lightning, but he hadn't fully digested it yet.

Even if you die and come back to life, the power will always exist, but your two natural companions can escape death because of this.

But now listening to Resas's meaning, the other party seems to have a way to extract the power of the thunder element in his body again, which is absolutely unacceptable to him.

This power is an indispensable part of his strengthening of the shuriken, and it is also an important proof of passing this elect test, and its importance to him is self-evident, and it cannot be taken away under any circumstances.

It's just that reality doesn't deviate in any way because of his beliefs, especially in data-based games, even if you are obsessed, the system won't let you move.

Resas whipped the flower goblin in front of him, and the spear was pressed against Sherlock's throat, "Thank you for keeping this power in my hands." ”

At this time, the rest of the figures in the rain curtain also surrounded one after another.

There are a total of 15 players, just three squads, and they are not ordinary players in terms of outfits, at least they should have the level of a second-rate professional circle, and this lineup is enough to look up to him.

"This time, it's time for you to taste the pain of losing your power." Resas stood his spear beside him and chanted an inexplicable spell.

After a brief pause in the fighting, only the wind, rain, and thunder echoed in the surrounding night.

"Wow!" A loud roar suddenly pierced the rhythmic ensemble.

Lan, who was surrounded by many natural partners and demon pets, finally lost the sparkle in his eyes, and then his body turned into a white light and dissipated.

In this case, Sherlock has already considered the possibility of the death of his natural partner, but many things are still difficult for you to accept.

The figure who likes to sleep in his hair, beg him for food when he wakes up, practice skills together, soar into the sky together, and sleep in the wild together, in his eyes, is not just a piece of data that can be restored.

He had poured his feelings into it, so no matter how illusory it was, it was real to him.

Arashi is his companion, a living companion who is more real than other players.

Sherlock was blocked under the red and black mask, and his golden horizontal eyes flickered, and a chill came from his heart, this was not despair of the situation in front of him, but the determination of the anger to the extreme.

In addition to grabbing bosses and character conflicts, he rarely takes the initiative to find trouble with others when playing games, but this does not mean that he is afraid of trouble.

As a person who stands at the top of the first-class professional circle, there are few things that can trouble him, and this group of people is far from qualified.

With a decision in his heart, Sherlock finally realized his situation head-on.

He was still unable to move, and even had various debuffs on his body, and the power of the lightning element, which had shown signs of fusion, was also active again under the guidance of Resas.

The Barbarian Priest has already felt the power he has been longing for, he has already obtained the power of the wind element, with the Calamity Dagger, the power of the fire element has also been obtained, and finally he has obtained the full power of the thunder element from this shameless thief, and his Elect Quest can enter the final ring.

If he completes the final task and successfully becomes the voter of Tajans, it will be worth the time, energy, relationships, and millions of gold coins he has spent along the way.

However, Bunsaba treats all people equally, and it will not be smooth sailing for all those who do not believe in her.

As soon as everyone felt the air pressure around them drop suddenly, a strong wind swept over with a torrential rain.

In a hurry, no one could withstand the impact of this air current, and they were blown away one after another, except for a layer of fresh wind around Sherlock, which skillfully dissipated the force of the air current.

"I just said let me come with you, right?" A playful voice came, and a figure walked out of the breeze.

Sherlock was of course excited to see Mirro's arrival, but immediately turned to worry about the other party.

The strength of the group gathered by Resas is quite strong, especially the druid who can transform into a white stag, at least has the strength of the first-class professional circle.

With the cooperation of so many masters, it is not difficult to deal with a lord NPC, and it may not take more than twenty minutes.

And Millou is now in his real body, and he doesn't know if he can be resurrected after death, and he won't let the other party take this risk anyway.