To be unhappy is to be unhappy.

A [Mimic Structure] paved a path to a powerful potential for Ah Bu, who had already surpassed the peak of the skeleton series. As early as when he was in the Land of Godfall, he showed the ability to transform when he was unhappy - it twisted his entire arm into a magic cannon, but Green never imagined that this demon pet, who had always seemed wooden, actually gained the consciousness of combat adaptation, and in order to pursue the dragon spearmen who flew into the air, he also mimicked a pair of wings from the opponent's body.

Will there be any other surprises?

Green looked forward to it, looking up at the rising crystal skeleton.

It's just that the unhappy Hellflame Remains didn't disappoint Green.

Although the wings behind Ah Bu were only used for the first time, their flight speed was no less than that of the dragon spearmen, and after a few seconds of effort, they caught up with it unhappily, and at the same time, the crystal red skull softened and deformed, and the reshaped appearance turned out to be a dragon!

Sonorous –

What is surprising is that the unhappiness of mimicking the image of Jackie Chan actually bit the neck of the dragon spearman with a sharp probe. Whether it is a dragon or a dragon, the final stage of the battle usually enters the teeth biting each other, the scales of the dragon are extremely hard, their claws usually can't hurt the same kind, as for magic and dragon flame are rarely useful, the magic resistance of the dragon is very high, except for a few dragons like the fairy dragon with super high magic attack power, most of the dragon's magical attacks can not hurt the same kind, so the battle between dragons and dragons generally relies on teeth to decide the victory.

The key is that the dragon spearman has not used his teeth to bite before, that is to say, Ah not only relies on a mimicry, but also knows the opponent's combat habits.

The crystal skeleton in the form of a dragonman bit the neck of the dagokemen. In the dragon battle, it is equivalent to gaining the upper hand, but it is a pity that the size of the dragon spearman is much larger than that of the unhappy, and a twist pulls the neck out of the unhappy teeth, and the sound is like metal scraping glass, and the sound is harsh.

The first blow failed, and the displeasure was not discouraged at all. The two crystal bone claws reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the dragon spearman, lowered their heads and bit the base of the opponent's wings, shaking their heads and tearing them. The dragoon let out a low roar, the pain in its back causing it to scratch its unhappy back with its claws—but it had forgotten the nature of the crystal skeleton, and was unhappy that the sparks on its smooth back were splashed around, and that it was not harmed.

After several claws in a row, the dragoon finally realized that his hand-to-hand attacks were useless, remembered the tail that grew behind him for balancing, and swept it to the belly of the Hellflame Skeleton. Trying to swing it out. However, the unhappy grasp was so firm, and the tail sweep did not get rid of the unhappy grip, but instead provoked it to an even worse mood, one bone claw turned into a hook and stuck in the shoulder of the dragoner, and the other arm twisted and transformed into the hand cannon that had been used, aiming it at the drappleman's stomach without saying a word.

Bang –

The shot infused with crystal energy exploded at zero distance, and the scales on the dragoon's stomach flew up. The impact almost knocked it out, but the body wanted to fly upside down. The unhappy other hand was stuck on its shoulder, immobilized and immobilized.

So the remains of the Hellfire continued to fire.

Bang, bang, bang......

The Crystal Skull attacked tirelessly, cannon after shot, not knowing when it started. The dragoons lost their breath completely, and only their bodies fell like kites with their unhappy movements. Its stomach has long been completely shot through, and the open blood hole is extremely refreshing, what intestines, stomach bones, and blood foam...... All of them were completely bombarded by artillery fire.

[Absolutely bad mood]

The last of the inherent traits of unhappiness is also the one that worries Green the most. Once the Hellflame Remains is in extreme emotion. For example, if you are very unhappy, its attack and destruction power will be greatly increased, but at the same time, it will also become absolutely "evil", destroying the opponent to death.

Looking at the current situation, even if the dragon lancer died, he still didn't stop if he was unhappy, and Green's heart tightened, and he hurriedly called out to the unhappy in the psychic communication, telling it to stop quickly.

"No! It's dead! You've won, stop it. ”

The blood-colored aura on the Hellflame Skeleton's forehead slowly lit up.

Its cannon arm faltered.

I......

…… Still a little upset.

The bone claw that hung on the dragon lancer suddenly changed from a hook into a short sword, and he waved his hand unhappily, and the head of the dragon spearman, who had been dead for a long time, flew into the sky, and the other hand raised the horn, and the head was blown up with a bang.

Then it turned, its wings, its head, its arms, and its hands all at the same time all changed back to its original form, and it stood staring blankly at Grimm—and the little fox on his shoulder, as if it were back to the skeletal warrior that had not moved at all.

"This ...... I can't blame you either, overall the performance is good. Green couldn't help but laugh, stretched out his hand to summon the remains of the Prison Flame, coughed lightly, and looked up at Andersen, whose expression had frozen since the first shot, "I have seen your 'awesomeness' again, Mr. Andersen, now, should you be dead hearted and restrained?" ”

The court mage was angry, frightened, and unwilling, clenching his teeth and clutching his wand in both hands, as if he were making a decision. His face was distorted to hideous, he took a step forward, raised his wand and opened his mouth to speak, Green shook his hand coldly, something flew towards Andersen, the court mage had been turning on the visual magic, hurriedly dodged, turned his head and glared at Green with a look of surprise, but he obviously let go of the thrown thing, but suddenly felt the back of his neck sink, and the next second, a sharp pain roared from the cervical spine like a wave.

"Woo-woo-woo......"

Blood flowed down Andersen's neck into his robes, and the huge pain made his body convulse, but the severed nerves made him unable to move, and he couldn't even reach out to touch it or look back to see what had fallen on his neck.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little tired."

Green strode over, the expression on his face a little helpless.

From the Shining Spirit to the Magical Exemplar, Andersen's summons can be said to have always brought surprises to Green, but in the end, this so-called "killing move" cannot be said to be very low-level. But compared to before, it is too simple, it is not difficult to see that the court mage is already poor in donkey skills, and if he continues to fight, it is difficult for him to even summon any goblins and cave people.

It is true that the young duke does not have any magic pets left in his hands, but don't forget, he still has the Heroic Spirit Monument here. Now expanded into Valhalla, if the overall strength is more true, it is no less than Green's contract creature.

"Your tricks always stay at the same level, and it's just like that if I play with you any longer, I'm sorry, your fairy tale is over."

Hans Christian Andersen was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was bloodshot and his eyes were red, but he had to eat even when he raised his head...... The strength of the milk comes.

His mouth was crooked, saliva was uncontrollably dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were almost bursting with fire.

"Mixed ...... Account ......"

"Just, just...... Sizzle...... Merely...... It's a ...... Hairy boy ......"

"Don't ...... Proud...... I, my God...... Sizzle...... Will come...... Save my ......"

Green watched Andersen's dying throes. His gaze fell on the shiny, rounded silver beetle around his neck, motioning for it to destroy two more nerves. Raising his head, the young duke looked at the dark elf palace behind him, the silence inside was as quiet as ever, and the battle outside was in full swing, the battle between the Minotaur and the magic model alone was earth-shattering, the eye of the typhoon trapped the Shining Spirit thunderbolt, and the vanguard and the golden flying ants rumbled outside the palace. But the Queen of the Dark Elves was just indifferent.

Give Green a chance to guess, she's clearly busy with something she can't afford to worry about.

Give Green another chance to guess. A certain golden-domed king, who is "disrespectful to the gods", is probably also busy with the same thing.

"Unfortunately, it seems that your gods have little spare time to look after you."

Andersen's face was displaced, the muscles were knotted, and it looked hideous and terrifying, but the trembling appearance of twitching and twitching couldn't be done even if he wanted to pretend to be cool. He struggled to keep his head up. I wanted to say two words, but I didn't even listen to my tongue, and my teeth were bitten, and blood immediately oozed from my mouth, like a leak in a house gushing out of a crack in the door.

"Ugh. Eh......"

It was so miserable to look at it that Green couldn't bear to look at it directly, so he let the gem slow down his attack. The beetle bit the back of Hans Christian Andersen's neck, not directly biting off his entire vertebrae nerve, but through its own characteristic [splitting], it split out microscopic level magic subworms from the body, controlling them to attach to the nerves and interfere. Green's command was conveyed to the gem, and the gem was passed on to the subworm, and Andersen suddenly felt his head light, although the pain was still there, at least he could control his cheeks and mouth.

Green crouched down, kept eye level with Andersen, and quietly pinched three tricks with his right hand.

Middle finger, index finger, ring finger –

Mystery No. 6? Eagle Seal.

"Tell me, Monsieur Andersen, for the sake of us coming and going, would you like to answer my questions and give me some advice?"

The eyes of the Son of Uniform shone with a strange light, and the magnetism in his voice seemed to be full of temptation.

Andersen, whose face was distorted, was about to open his mouth to scold angrily, but the muscles on his face suddenly relaxed, and his eyes were white and misty when he looked at Green, and the whole person became confused.

“…… It's ......"

Green laughed, and he succeeded.

"Very well, Mr. Andersen, please stop your pet first, okay?"

Andersen nodded mechanically, and the next moment, the magic model that was clanging in the back stopped first, only to be swept to the ground by the bull-headed beast's axe. The Shining Spirit in the sky was also notified, but instead of being restrained, the phoenix flew upwards and stopped at a safe distance. As soon as the courtyard fell silent, the voices outside the palace came in, and the rumbling battle quickly ceased, and the Rush Vanguard also gave a safe reply in the psychic communication.

"I'm proud of you, Mr. Hans Christian Andersen, for doing the right thing."

Green smiled encouragingly, and quickly asked while the iron was hot, there was one thing he was very interested in.

"I think you must know, Mr. Hans Christian Andersen, you have summoned so many magical beasts, it really makes me admire, I wonder if you can reveal to your fans, how exactly did you do it?"

Hans Christian Andersen could not have been the son of a uniform, but he was able to contract multiple top-level creatures, and he had not yet been brain-dead due to mental burden. Green couldn't control his curiosity about this.

The court mage let out a vague "hmm", and his proprioceptive consciousness seemed to resist a little, but in the end, he still couldn't resist the arcane technique invented by the first Misri, and his mouth opened and closed, revealing the mystery word by word.

…… (To be continued.) )

PS: Leeks are stuck in my throat and can't come out, and the code words are in a hurry, so I don't know if there are any mistakes

Next...... Probably going to the hospital QAQ