After Wan Jie finished saying these words with unknown meaning, she turned around and went over to meet Father An. I don't know if it's because I'm too reassured about myself, or because I'm too uneasy about him. In short, her quiet departure made Yu Siqi think a little too much, but considering that she herself had a lot of personal mood swings just now, these are all within the understandable range.

Because the ground in this area is 'cleared', Yu Siqi doesn't have too many worries now, after all, there is nothing left in the area of about three meters around him. Considering that even if he walked back into the protective shield now, it would probably not make much sense, and it would be a waste of time to fly back halfway. simply moved his gaze directly to Father An, and people stayed where they were and were a spectator.

Wan Jie, who successfully joined Father An, cleaned up a lot of annoying rattan for Father Ann for the first time. Because of her joining, and thanks to her help, the rattan that was able to barely drag Father An disappeared a lot. And as time went on, more and more rattans were repelled by their combined forces.

Then, together, the two launched a final onslaught on the rattan wrapped around the giant axe. It's a pity that this obvious collective action quickly provoked a counterattack from those plants, so that Yu Siqi, who was far away from them, could sense that the sanctuary was proliferating a large number of plants towards their area.

The vines that rose from the ground were all waist-thick, and they soon formed a very dense phalanx, encircling Father An and Wan Jie in the middle, making them feel like they were trapped in a cage. Noticing their situation, Yu Siqi felt that it was time to go out on his own, although he didn't know where he got his confidence, but his instincts told him that now was the time.

Yu Siqi, who hurried to the battlefield, noticed that Father An and Wan Jie were now working together to clear those hateful vines. This time, though, the hardness of the vines seemed to have increased considerably. Their weapons only made a dull sound when they hit them. Even if you hit it continuously, there are only a few very inconspicuous cracks.

"It seems that these plants are not completely brainless, and they actually know how to temporarily improve their resistance to attacks."

After another blow to no avail, Father Ann kneaded his wrist, which was still a little numb, and noticed through the gap in the vines that Yu Siqi was running towards them.

"It just shows that we need a weapon more than ever. I miss my weapon, and if you hadn't broken it, I wouldn't have had to come out with a toy to make it up. ”

Wan Jie said with a look of regret after noticing that her hammer could only smash a concave surface on the surface of the vine, but could not cause effective damage to it.

"Who knew it would be like this, right?"

Father An blinked subconsciously, and at the same time moved his gaze back to Yu Siqi, who was still running towards them, and said, "Can I ask you for something?" ”

"What's the matter?"

Wan Jie asked.

"Can what you just said to me make it a secret in each other's hearts?"

Fr. Ann held the scepter on the ground and used it as a crutch. Wan Jie on the side also wanted to do the same, but after discovering that her weapon was not as long as the priest, she smiled dumbly and said:

"Of course, if that's what you want, Father."

"Thank you."

After Father Ann said this, he raised his head. The vines above them had also woven a web of trees, which was falling towards where they were.

In order not to become prey in the net, the two men, who had just rested for a while, began to press their weapons against the tree net that was pressing down on them. For a while, the battle situation began to stalemate again, in fact, their situation now is a bit like a tug-of-war with the other party, which side admits defeat first, it may not be as simple as losing.

Through the vines, he came to the periphery of the 'phalanx' and shouted, "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

"Get the work we don't finish, if you can do it."

Wan Jie's meaning is very obvious, that is, let Yu Siqi get rid of the rattan and let their plan continue to be implemented. This is really stumped for him, you must know that he can't fly up and compete with those rattans, the strength of the two sides is not symmetrical!

Perhaps noticing his doubts, Father Ann hurriedly gave his own affirmation: "I am sure that you will figure it out, after all, you are the smartest of my many students." ”

"Okay."

Even though he knew that Father Ann was a bit of a flattering thing, he still felt very happy. After all, how many people don't like to listen to good words?

Soaring into the air again, he tried to suppress the tearing sensation on his body, which was a symptom of the previous pain that had not been eliminated, and it was also a warning that his ** had reached the limit.

Standing on the tip of the axe again, he noticed that a total of four rattans were entanglement in the great axe. In other words, he only needs to get these four, and the axe that carries their high hopes will go straight to the sanctuary.

There is something to look forward to.

Because of this, Yu Siqicai put aside his pain and devoted himself to thinking about how to solve the rattan. In the end, he could only come to one conclusion, and it was a fool's errand to try to physically eliminate rattan from a 'weak chicken' like him. But from an unconventional point of view, he could have tried.

For example, what could be easier than using time to solve problems?

Thinking of this, Yu Siqi began his plan. He hadn't tried to reschedule the time around him, rewinding the time of those rattans back to before it grew, and he hadn't tried, let alone known. However, it was precisely because of the complete blank state of knowledge in this area that he became even more excited.

Under the operation of the heart is better than action, the rattan wrapped around the axe is fading into a sprout at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the great axe also fell and slashed towards the sanctuary.

"It's a terrible ability to be able to schedule your time freely."

Wan Jie said with emotion after watching Yu Siqi lightly realize what she couldn't achieve.

"That's true."

No one paid attention to Father An's face armor, and there was a subtle look on his face.

It was precisely because of the slow fall of the giant axe that all the plants in this area shrank back like crazy. Soon, even the vines that were supposed to trap Father Ann retreated to the front of the sanctuary, forming a thick wall of thorns with the gathered thorns.

Is this a change from defense to offense? ’

Yu Siqi thought about it and felt that maybe he should push it again to be interesting. Another scheduling of time caused the 'fortifications' that had been gathered with great difficulty to completely collapse, and on the other hand, the giant axe, because of Yu Siqi's deliberate arrangement, adjusted its falling speed several times faster.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the axe and the sanctuary made a face-to-face contact. The sanctuary struck by the axe soon flowed a large amount of sap, and as the mixture of creatures and plants flowed more and more, a vague figure flew out of the ruins of the sanctuary again. Judging from his hasty and embarrassed posture, most of them were planning to escape.

Just as the figure floated higher and higher, and was about to disappear, Father Ann threw out the scepter in his hand, shooting him from the sky to the ground, and nailed him to the ground, unable to move.

When Father An, who arrived later, saw the trapped figures, and dared to make a very rude gesture to them in such a situation, he chants softly: "Decree——。 ”

As Father Ann finished reciting the incantation, the garments he wore began to peel off one by one, and a bright red light emanated from the armor that had fallen to the ground, reaching into the sky. At this moment, Yu Siqi, who had just landed, even noticed that above their heads, the sun that should have been orange-yellow seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist, and gradually turned into a blood-red sun. On this strange occasion, no one made a sound. As the peeling armor gradually dissipated into the air, a two-handed greatsword was drawn out of the thin air by Father An. Immediately afterward, holding the big sword, he directly raised the hilt above his head, and swung it down according to the head of the figure, and the sharp sword light was just an instant, making the figure become the soul under the sword.