Being specially prepared by the abyss with the corresponding props to focus on, Nangong Rong really didn't know whether he should be proud or lamented, the only thing that the young man who couldn't cry and laugh now was that he had escaped the enemy's deadly attack again, and he successfully proved his little strong life.

This made Trist feel very unhappy, after all, Nangong Rong's own combat power was infinitely close to (5), giving people the feeling that he could be pinched to death with just a few fingers, but he didn't expect it to be so strenuous, and even the specially prepared props were consumed without hurting the hair of this thing. Although it was not difficult to make that kind of prop, and it didn't require many resources, it was ultimately a gift from Stephanie, and the eldest lady had intended to use it to take the boy's life from the beginning, rather than waste it casually like now.

If Mistress Stephanie had learned that I had wasted my secret weapon on Nangong Rong's puppet, she would definitely tear me into several pieces with a smile on her face and reassemble it back (because it was an energy body). Tracest couldn't help but shiver violently when she thought of this, even if her body no longer had normal feelings, she still felt a deep chill, and then the movements in her hands became faster.

Tearing Nangong Rong to pieces and being torn to pieces by Hei Changzhi, between the two, Trist decisively chose the former, anyway, the weapon was created to be used, whether it hit or not, anyway, if he finally killed the target, everything was solved.

Unlike monsters like the Hellfire Burner, most of Trist's constituent energy is magic, with only a little abyss energy as a skeleton, and it is almost impossible to be restrained by Nangong Rong, and the attacks of the boy's other friends are difficult to work on the eldest lady;

So this matter is relatively suspenseful, even if the eldest lady is not happy, every attack she will have a trace of abyssal energy as a control - if Nangong Rong has a way to open the layers of a large amount of magic outside to absorb this bit of energy, only God knows what will happen next.

Maybe the girl's attack will fly to the nearby Bigar and smash the deacon off guard to the head and break the blood, or maybe it will reflect back and blow up some hapless abyss monster, all of which happened randomly.

Even so, Trist had no other choice, she had already used the weapon she had made for teenagers, and if she wanted to attack again, she had to do it herself.

Well, at least until that thing came......

After shaking her head vigorously and throwing out all the messy thoughts in her mind, the eldest lady began to lower her height and try to get close to Nangong Rong. Although it's not a good idea to take the initiative to get close to this guy, if you throw skills at the teenager from afar, I'm afraid that you will be blocked by Bigal, which is equivalent to a one-on-two, and the situation will only be more unfavorable.

It's a pity that Bigal, who is always paying attention to Trist's every move, saw through the girl's plan on the spot, and after his toes were a little the ground, the whole person suddenly approached Nangong Rong like an arrow from the string, and at the same time shook the air to form a strong wind to greet the eldest lady - this is probably the only way that Mr. Deacon can influence Trist, but it is only an influence, and it does not have the ability to kill.

It was obvious that Bigal's actions made Trist feel threatened and annoyed, and she couldn't help but angrily snort at Mr. Deacon, who was not far away from her: "You guy, I used to behave like a piece of wood when I was sticking it upside down, intentionally or unintentionally, why am I not interested in you now?

After a period of calm, Bigal realized that no amount of annoyance, curses, and insults could change the fact that the girl had become an abyss, but would seriously interfere with his own combat and judgment, so he learned to calm down and even have the interest to have a conversation with her.

"Of course I have to work hard, because the boy not far away is the type I really like. ”

Nangong Rong, who was hurriedly trying to get up, immediately slammed back to the ground with a bang, slapped the ground hard with tears in his eyes and said wildly: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

"You're not, you're not, but I'm not talking nonsense. After all, it's my freedom to like whomever I like, and it has nothing to do with the other party itself. ”

If it weren't for the fact that Trist was approaching at this moment, Nangong Rong was afraid that he would not immediately order a puppet to rush to Bigal with lightning speed and steal the bell, and shoot him into a meteor in the sky, and shout "Go you" by the way, even if the young man knew that the other party was joking......

However, the abyssal eldest lady didn't mean to show off her daily life with these undisciplined exercises, and she estimated that she would not be able to stop playing before, but now the girl only thinks of how to complete her task, so although she took the lead in teasing Bigal, she was not interested in continuing to talk with the other party on this topic, but focused all her energy on attacking.

It's actually very easy to hurt Nangong Rong, Trist's special ability can ensure that her attacks can easily penetrate the shield provided by the golden retriever cat, and then with the same physique as a teenager and an ordinary person, it is absolutely impossible to resist the magic attack, and it seems that everything is fine. However, in reality, it was very difficult to do this, because Nangong Rong had no intention of relying on the shield to ensure his own safety.

Several crumbling puppets with metal fragments on their bodies stood in front of Nangong Rong again, since everyone on the scene was estimated to be no match for Trist in terms of energy, so just change the type of confrontation, isn't it?

Nangong Rong believed that his puppets would not let him down, and they did live up to the trust of the boy.

Although Trace's move of not joining the daily routine to launch a direct attack was a bit of a surprise, but the puppets were not directly controlled by the teenagers, and they had rich combat experience and were ready to protect their masters.

It was a small, fast-flying fireball with Triest's ability to absorb the free energy around it, and ordinary magic shields couldn't stop it. It's a pity that in front of it is the sturdy earthy body of the puppet, and the opponent's energy can't absorb it, so it can't be broken through in the end.

The fireball exploded, powerful enough to tear a human body apart, tearing even a sturdy golem apart on the spot. If it hits Nangong Rong directly, it will definitely be fatal, but it's a pity that that kind of thing didn't happen.

The dozen or so fireballs thrown by Trist were all blocked by the puppets, and of course the lumps eventually turned back into dust, leaving the boy with a full face.

"Don't be stunned here, hurry up!" Bigar also happened to come to Nangong Rong's front at this time, and said loudly without looking back while staring at Trist, "I'll find a way to deal with her, you go back and hide so as not to be attacked by the abyss casually." ”

Mr. Deacon's words didn't mean anything else, but Nangong Rong, who was taken as the primary target of the abyss, would be very dangerous here, and he didn't have any ability to protect himself, so it was better to retreat to the rear.

The boy could understand this, but he always felt a little unwilling in his heart: "Is there nothing else I can do?"

Before the words fell, an earth-shattering crash was heard in the distance, but it was the triceratops and the earth elemental that collided violently again. The former, despite his bleeding head and scarred appearance, was still fighting hard, and when the two sides collided, they flew away many monsters and Ceollis, making the front line even more dangerous.

"You can go back and heal the eldest princess and let her return to the battlefield as soon as possible, that is already a great help. Trist's attacks didn't stop as Bigal spoke, and the girl released dozens of fireballs in one go, which made Mr. Deacon scramble, "Of course, you can also concoct a more powerful puppet to confront Trist, as long as you can." ”

Nangong Rong smiled bitterly and shook his head, because he really couldn't do that kind of thing, the energy stored in himself and the crystal had almost been consumed, and there was no way to make even one more puppet: "My energy is all used up, let's retreat honestly." ”

In the case of not being able to continue to support the main battle, the timely flash talent that tries not to cause trouble to the other party is what a qualified assistant should do, even if the boy is full of helplessness and unwillingness, he can only agree with Bigal's proposal, and decide to go back to heal Octavier's injuries first--As for the real reason why the eldest princess cannot continue to fight, the young man can't do anything about the fact that her magic has been absorbed by Trist.

Seeing that Nangong Rong wanted to leave, Trist couldn't help but get anxious, she didn't want to let the boy leave so easily, after all, it would be even more difficult to attack him after returning to her friends. Unfortunately, Bigar kept an eye on the girl, and every time she attacked, she would use the earth under her feet to create an earthen wall to block it, so that the girl's attack ended up with nothing.

"You're very annoying, a boy who is entangled like a leper dog is very disgusting!" Trist, who had never been able to get rid of it, couldn't help but go crazy in the end, and glared at Mr. Deacon who was blocking him viciously and said angrily, "Why didn't I find out about this before, and even regarded you as my perfect male god." ”

The eldest lady is talking right, but the movements in her hands have never stopped, there are those who contain Bigal and those who aim at Nangong Rong, from the original single fireball to the current spells of the four major attributes all shine on the stage, and from a distance, they are about to form a barrage.

Bigal didn't reply, Trist's strength after being strengthened by Stephanie was much more powerful than before, at least now she should be able to obtain the title of Spell Machine Gun, in order to deal with the continuous bombardment of the other party, Mr. Deacon couldn't spare the energy to say something.

In fact, even if Bigal tried his best to block it, there were still many spells that leaked through, but fortunately, Nangong Rong took some of the puppets from the front line when he ran away, and he was not injured under their protection.

These puppets were consumed very quickly, and they couldn't last long at all, but before that, Charlotte finally rushed to Nangong Rong's side after setting up Octavier, and he would basically be fine with him taking care of the young man.

"Hey, that's a nuisance. After seeing Charlotte escorting Nangong Rong into the building, Trist suddenly took a sip with an unhappy face, and then took the initiative to raise the height and distance herself from Bigal, and hovered steadily where the latter couldn't reach, "Originally, I didn't want to do this, after all, it will affect my future life and growth, but I was forced by you to have no choice." Come here!"

From the spatial rift filled with countless abyss monsters, a huge black shadow flew from the sky as if in response to the call of the eldest lady. It was a black crow-like creature with a wingspan of at least fifty meters, with purple-red tree-like protrusions stretching out through the gaps in its rotting feathers, as if it had mistaken the existence of the Resident Evil set, but that was all.

For no one had found any terrible momentum or astonishing energy fluctuations in the crow's body, it looked like an oversized toy puppet, or the inferior stuffed with cheap cotton wool in it.

It's not a boss, and it's not like a platform for ground attacks, so what exactly is Tryst going to do when she summons it? The friends who couldn't figure it out all fell into an eerie silence, looking up at the sky and quietly waiting for the next move of the eldest lady, but no one wanted to stop her.

This is not to say that curiosity motivated them to kill themselves, but simply because they did not feel the slightest threat from the crow. The cargo was large but had no combat capability at all, like a large, unarmed transport plane.

Just when Nangong Rong was looking at the huge crow in the sky, he suddenly felt that someone was pulling the corners of his clothes, judging from the height of the other party, it seemed to be a cheap sister, so he looked down, and at the same time showed a kind smile: "What's the matter, what's the matter......"

The young man's smile lasted for about half a second, and then the whole person stiffened as a stone sculpture on the spot, because he saw that the person who was pulling the corners of his clothes was not Lin Weiyin, but a little dwarf in a red coat.

His tone changed, "Could it be that you are worried that the crow will hit this building like a passenger plane?"