Chapter 81: Talking to the Devil
"Come on, come on, mesmerizing living energy ......"
A second, even more wonderful offering was about to arrive, and the mysterious presence in Owori's mind couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Did it work?" Owori looked at the hellfire that was about to touch the head of the Whitefish Man, and felt that victory had come a little too simply.
The white fish man, who had just evolved and gained the pride of his overlord-level power, was all extinguished by this basin-sized glowing green flame at this moment.
The cells of the white fish man's whole body seemed to feel the terrifying power of this glowing green flame, and the familiar breath of death poured into the white fish man's mind.
The spell attack came too fast, and with the agility of the white fish man, he couldn't avoid it completely, and at this moment, the white fish man's head went blank.
"Hum. "At the moment of life and death, the crab mark on the forehead of the white fish man appeared in time.
A faint blue circle of light enveloped the white fish man's body.
"Huh, huh, huh, ......," the white fish man who survived the catastrophe gasped.
"It's the power of a demigod!" In Owari's mind, as soon as this aperture appeared, the mysterious being recognized that it was a power belonging to a demigod, and exclaimed in surprise, his tone full of regret.
Hearing something, Owori's mood also took a sharp turn.
The hellfire didn't pause, crashing into the blue aperture.
"Zizizi!" The two spell energies began to dissolve with each other.
The hellfire dimmed, but the blue aperture depleted even faster.
Seeing that the blue circle of light was about to collapse before the energy of the hellfire could be consumed.
In the white fish man's longing gaze, "hum", the last blessing from the crab prophet on the white fish man was activated.
The second spell aperture successfully supported it until the hellfire burned out.
The Centaur Khan Ovori's hopes were shattered by the collapse of the Hellfire, and the mysterious presence in his mind seemed to abandon him and stop making a sound.
At the same time, somewhere on an island in the deep sea.
Kay the Prophet, a terrifying crab with a terrifying appearance and a giant war machine, is soaking comfortably in a golden lake on a small island.
"Hmm...... This is a force from hell. ”
"This strange little guy, it didn't take long for him to provoke an existence of this level. ”
"Grandpa, look, I found ten Shengluo eggs...... a blue-shelled crab two or three meters wide ran straight over.
Miraculously, it does not walk on crab legs, but with a stream of water under its feet that carries it on land.
"I'm a mutated descendant, but I'm the same strange guy......" A smile appeared in the eyes of the prophet Kai, looking at the great-grandson who was born with the power of magic not long after birth.
Back on the battlefield.
The white fish man, who had just escaped death, was afraid, and he didn't procrastinate any longer.
Unaware that Ovoli could only cast the Hellfire once, the Whitefishman took a stride as soon as the Hellfire dissipated.
"Bang!" the Whitefishman's body exploded at Owori!
This time it was closer, and none of the centaur warriors had time to react to the sudden burst of the Whitefishmen.
Owori also no longer has the ability to cast spells a second time.
In the next moment, the terrifying tailbone had passed through the gap between the centaur warriors, and was inserted directly into Owori's abdomen as easily as tofu.
The tailbone swayed, the centaur Khan spat blood, was inserted by the white-fish man's tailbone, and was lifted out of the defense circle of the centaur warriors in the air, and was easily brought to the white-fish man by the tailbone.
When the Whitefish Man saw the bear's tragic condition, he didn't want to kill the culprit easily, and thought about torturing Ovori with the same pain, and inflicting the pain on the bear.
As a result, the tailbone of the Whitefish Man did not pierce Owore's head directly, but only through the abdomen, seriously injuring him.
The special ability of the tailbone evolved by the Whitefish Man from the bone gun is definitely a powerful skill among the beginner-level overlord-level creatures.
Dealing with a lord-level creature is simply crushing.
Owori landed, and the white-fish man grabbed it with his claws for the first time, and took the Caron scepter in Owori's hand, which can cast spell abilities, in his own hand.
This skeletal scepter is capable of emitting spell flames that threaten you, and must be held in your own hands to be at ease.
Where he reached his hand, an inexplicable coldness penetrated into the body and mind of the white fish man.
The whitefish-man shuddered and looked up at the pitch-black skull on the scepter.
Around, the Khan was so easily captured by the white-skinned monster from the heavy protection, and the centaur warriors were immediately confused.
Just as the centaur warriors were about to roar and pounce on the Whitefishmen to save the Khan, Owori struggled to speak.
"Let's go, go and follow your new Khan....." Before he could finish speaking, Owori touched the wound and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Most of the centaur warriors froze in place when they heard this, and some centaur warriors in the distance turned their heads and ran north.
"Shut up. The Whitefishman kicked Ovori in the chest, causing Ovori to vomit blood again.
Now that the agility of the White Fish Man has reached the level of a quasi-overlord, his strength and physique may be slightly inferior, but they are definitely not to be underestimated.
This kick is definitely not going to make Owori feel good.
"Sacrifice this centaur to me, little one," before the Whitefishman could take a closer look at the scepter, a strange and mysterious eerie voice sounded directly from the depths of the Whitefishman's heart.
The voice came so suddenly.
This ability to speak directly from the bottom of people's hearts really shocked the hearts of the white fish.
"Is that you?" the thoughts in the white fish man's mind drifted through him, and he turned his gaze directly to the pitch-black magic finger in the sky.
Although it was a question, it was with an affirmative tone.
"That's right...... It's me, do you want to have an artifact......"
"Just give him to me ......"
"Shut up!" a seductive eerie voice came to mind from the heart of the White Fishman, but was directly interrupted by the White Fish Man.
"Did you absorb the life force of the bear monster?" asked the Whitefish Man unceremoniously.
Ever since his arrival, the Whitefishman had been secretly observing the Dark Finger, but he hadn't seen the terrifying being move even a moment from beginning to end.
Even when the Whitefishman made a move against the Centaur Khan who summoned him, he had no intention of stopping the Whitefishman.
It wasn't until he now held the mysterious skeletal scepter in his hand that the Dark Finger was able to transmit the sound into his body.
The Whitefish Man guessed that the terrifying beings summoned by this were somewhat limited, and they could not even attack them directly.
"Isn't it you who summoned me, absorbing life force just to forge artifacts for you......" There was silence for a few seconds, and an eerie voice sounded from the bottom of the white fish man's heart again.