It's just that now that even the entire building is cordoned off, where can I find a fire professional? Ning Xu is a fire-type person, but he is now on the second floor, and he is even fighting against the enemy, so it is impossible to find a fire-type professional at the moment.

"Frost Shield." casually put a shield on himself again.,The dark night began to circle around the tentacles.,The tentacles condensed by the whole body of the paste monster are indeed huge.,The power is also extremely powerful.,But there are gains and losses.,After choosing the power,,It naturally loses speed.。

Even though the speed of the night was much faster than that of the Paste Monster, she still didn't dare to relax too much, and if she accidentally touched that thing, I was afraid that the fracture would be considered a minor injury.

One thing to say, this kind of thing that can fly bricks with great power, and can also have physical immunity, and that kind of talent for adapting to magical damage, is a little too difficult to deal with.

Unless you kill it directly, it will become more and more tricky!

Of course, that is, because Styx is only a knight-level professional, if Ning Lou burns down, before this thing can get used to it, it will directly turn into ashes.

Well, it's not one of these things that Ning Lou didn't have when he went down on fire, it was the whole building, and all the cultists that might exist in it.

The topic is far away, cough.

The palm of the dagger held by the dark night was a little harder, so that the place where the palm and the dagger touched were already covered with sweat, making the dagger a little slippery.

"Drink!"

The tentacles were wrapped in gusts of wind whistling, and almost at that moment, the night running rapidly subconsciously made a sliding shovel, raised the dagger in his hand, and slid towards the tentacles.

The tentacles entered the flesh, but what it brought was just more crimson energy being injected into the tentacles, making the tentacles even weaker.

It was said to be weak, but the tentacles that waved it were a little more powerful, as if it was returning to the light, and the tentacles waving everywhere slammed into the ground and made a loud sound.

But in addition to smashing the wall before, the terrifying tentacles of the power are smashing into other places, and there is not even a trace of it, it seems that there is some kind of power to protect the structure of the mall from being destroyed?

Is it Ning Xu, or are they the cultists who are performing rituals, or who have already given their lives to the evil gods?

Only cultists! Styx made a decisive judgment in his heart, Ning Xu was only a knight, and that guillotine was only a baron, although he could burst out with viscount-level combat power, but that was only combat power, and in other aspects, it was far inferior to the real viscount-level powerhouse.

Or, ......

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The strange flesh and blood in the flesh hall was firmly attached to the stone wall summoned by Shi Lu at this time, and the side of the stone wall facing the flesh hall was completely occupied by the flesh carpet.

The two of them looked at the flesh and blood that had already overflowed from the wall in front of them, and the expressions on their faces became very serious, as if the flesh carpet had been stimulated by something, and the speed of the spread was greatly accelerated, which was beyond their expectations.

"What should I do, the communication has failed, it is estimated that the signal has been blocked by the cult ritual, and the outside world should not be able to receive our message."

Ning Xu, who had been keeping his head down and fiddling with the communicator in his hand, raised his head, and soon, he saw Shi Lu silent for a while, and then slowly shook his head.

"The military communication channel has also been disabled, but according to this time, the people from the Buddha Gate, the Dao Gate, and the Holy See should have arrived, and they are the experts in dealing with these monsters."

"Hopefully, it's not something we can explore anymore."

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"Whew. Call. Styx gasped a few times, and the dagger was handed to the other hand, instantly slashing across the surface of the tentacle, and the edge quickly cut through the skin of the tentacle, and a rancid smell that was almost intense to the extreme, spread out from it.

"Hey, it smells bad."

Styx wiped the corners of his mouth, stepped on his feet, and quickly stepped back.

"Well, what's that?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he had already aimed at the root of the tentacle, and the rest of the tentacle was extremely solid, looking like real flesh, but the contact part of the tentacle with the ground seemed to have melted in the heat and had become a puddle of liquid.

"Huh? What's going on? Styx narrowed her eyes slightly, and her cultivator's intuition told her that the situation in front of her might be of some help to her.

I don't know when it began, but the ice that was broken before has already melted and disappeared without a trace, and even the water after melting has disappeared.

"Hey, how do I feel, this thing has my spiritual power in it." The dark night frowned slightly, and at the bottom of the tentacles, there was a faint breath belonging to spiritual power, and those breaths were incompatible with the necromantic aura emitted by the tentacles as a whole, just like the lights in the dark night.

"Could it be?" A thought crossed the night's mind in an instant, but that thing was so incredible that she couldn't believe whether it was true or false the moment she thought of it.

I have to try, anyway, there is no good way to break the game now, if I don't give it a try, it will be a little unwilling.

When he thought of it, he did it, and the dark night raised his hand, and a wave of frost spiritual power was withdrawn from the dantian and spread into the palm of his hand.

"Frost Spear."

The spiritual power quickly overflowed, condensed into two crystal spears and flew out, as if he had already known that he had developed immunity to frost, and the tentacles ignored it, like a steel whip, blasting towards those spears.

"Hey!" A smile curled up at the corner of Nightnight's mouth, and two incomparably rich blue spiritual power clusters instantly appeared in his hand, and streams of cold qi continued to overflow from the frost spear, drilling towards Nightnight's hand.

That is, relying on the Frost Phoenix's innate ability to control ice, it must be impossible to change to an ordinary ice mage, if he wants to make such a move in the knight realm.

The Frost Spear, which had been able to maintain its form by relying on the cold air, melted away in an instant after being drained away by the cold air.

Two pools of water filled with spiritual power spilled from the air, pouring the swept tentacles, and the water fell on the surface of the tentacles, and the flesh and blood paste that was originally close to the fluid seemed to see supplies, and frantically devoured the water on it.

The two pools of water merged into the tentacles, and the already huge body became even larger, but looking at the scene in front of him, the dark night began to secretly get excited.