Chapter 382: The Prey's Counterattack
Buzz β
The mountain, formed by the stagnation of the air current, burst without warning.
For a moment, the miserable white light forcibly changed the color of the entire dream, and tiny air balls that were as dense as rain flew out from the center of the explosion, causing a chain reaction, and the sound of the explosion echoed throughout the dream.
The walls of the dream were soon filled with cracks, and these cracks were deepening, and at this moment, no matter where you stood in the dream world, you could clearly see the scenery beyond the dream worldβa distorted pitch-black night sky!
The cold wind poured into the dream world through the cracks, as if it were countless giant hands, stirring up this chaotic dream world, forming countless pillars of wind, accelerating the destruction of this world.
McGonagall, who was at the center of the explosion, naturally had to endure the most terrifying stray bullet attack.
If you are hit by these air flow bullets, the body of ordinary people will burst in an instant like an egg hit by a high-speed flying stone, while those with special abilities will be slightly better, at least, their bodies will not crack.
McGonagall certainly falls into the latter category.
Relying on the advantage of physical fitness, he rarely escapes danger.
So, even though his brain had clearly sent out an early warning, his curiosity was still haunting, and he couldn't help but want to get closer to the center of the explosion to see what was really happening.
Just as he was about to die, his body had reacted very differently.
I saw that his body suddenly flashed with seven-colored streamers, and these streamers gathered together and condensed into a solid defensive shield, wrapping his body, and flying out against the white light savagely.
His mind is crazy, but his body is often san.
As a person who has assembled hundreds of true-level abilities, his body will prioritize life preservation over satisfying his curiosity, especially in the face of this rain curtain of airdrop attacks, his body has already judged the serious consequences that may occur before his mind.
McGonagall's body flew backwards uncontrollably, screaming with his teeth and claws, and even drawing several sharp knives to tear through the shield that protected him.
"Damn, damn it...... Damn! β
In the midst of his frenzied screams, his body smashed uncontrollably against a boundary wall, and finally stopped.
McGonagall spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to her knees with a thud, her eyes glazed.
Gradually, the pain came over the crazy thoughts in his head and calmed him down.
There was still a white light in front of his eyes, the explosion was still continuing, the entire space was shaking, and his mind was filled with the sound of "boom, boom" thunder.
He created this mountain of air, but it wasn't he who detonated it, or in other words, this thing shouldn't have exploded at all! At this moment, he could clearly perceive the flow of spiritual power that was different from himself in this mountain of airflow, and it was the collision of the two spiritual powers that led to this terrifying explosion.
"Pain...... It hurts! β
The huge pain made him curl up involuntarily, tears and snot flowed on his face, and at this moment he was like a real child, rolling on the ground, crying and calling for his mother.
This is one of the after-effects of over-activating the ability.
Thinking back to the scene just now, the first ability to activate is called "Burst", and it only takes one hundredth of a second to activate the ability, and after the ability is activated, his body will be immediately teleported to the farthest point from the center of the explosion.
However, in the face of this special energy explosion, the "Burst" was severely limited, and it was supposed to be "teleported immediately", but it failed to succeed and turned into a high-speed movement.
During this period, a series of true-level abilities such as domain shield, absolute defense, and so on were all activated in his unconscious state, that is, his body was ready to "definitely not die even if he couldn't escape".
It can be seen what a threat the initiator of this explosion has caused him!
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Two minutes later, McGonagall slowly woke up.
The pain briefly left him unconscious for a while, during which time the explosion continued.
Now, he floated in the air, gritting his teeth as he stared at the tsunami-like air currents below, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Under the protection of all kinds of true abilities, he was still injured.
Half of his body had been destroyed by the explosion, and the remaining half of his body had begun to collapse, if he hadn't activated the "Divine Healing" ability after the explosion, then he would have been completely dead by now.
"You almost killed me...... You're ...... How can it be done to this point?! McGonagall glared at the scarlet eyes, snarling, and searched the South Gate for nothing.
The south gate has apparently run away.
Recall that his knife did stab something, but the thing he stabbed was definitely not human skin or bones, but something else.
The moment he stabbed down, he seemed to hear a slight sound similar to the shattering of glass, followed by a loud explosion and a white light that pierced the eyes.
Therefore, he was sure that the moment the white light exploded, this cat man lady had already used some means that he didn't know to escape from this space smoothly.
It's a shameful thing!
On his home turf, where he almost never makes a mistake, he is adept at torturing his prey with his abilities, and is able to accurately judge the survival state of his prey and deliver the fatal blow when the opponent is most desperate.
He had calculated everything early in the morning, how could he make a mistake?
This is the first prey to run away from his home turf!
Damn the first!
"Unexpectedly...... Someone dares to ......"
He sniffed his nose hard, and the pungent smell of blood was mixed with an imperceptible aura, which was...... What the hell?!
The pain stimulated his brain again, making him go crazy again: "Blood! It's this damn blood on the ground! There are concentrated spiritual power bullets hidden in your blood, and when you dodge my attacks, you spilled these spirit power bullets all over the space!
Well, very good! You actually planted so many 'spiritual power bombs' in this space, and you deliberately made the illusion that your spiritual power was exhausted, just to trick me into the final blow!
Huh, hehe...... Hahaha! Miss Catman, you're doing a great job, great!
What did you do? You actually broke my dream weave and let the stench outside pollute my dream! β
McGonagall smiled exaggeratedly, and suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly.
"When the hell did you break my dream weaving? β¦β¦ No, how could Yumeori be broken? If the dream weaving is broken, then, it is time for the wooden box mountain to change back to its original appearance, why is it still ......"
He rolled his eyes gloomily, tilted his head, and looked at the sky above him.