"It's a puppet again, can't you play some new tricks?" Watching the three people who had fallen in a pool of blood slowly turn into a pile of shredded paper, Milicios's face showed a look of disgust, and he said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't you think it's the best defense?" The old ghost's leisurely voice came from behind Milicios's shadow. "I've been waiting for you to appear, I really didn't expect your forbearance to be so unbearable, and your position was so easily exposed without even figuring out our true location, hehe." As soon as the old ghost's words were broken, a fierce sword qi slashed into Milicios's back. But the sword qi seemed to be slashed into the air, and it went straight through Milicus's body.

"And said that I don't have the ability to forbear, hehe, you yourself are not the same. Where am I? Are you sure you know? Milicios' hideous voice came from all sides of the space. You've revealed your location, and I think you've used up one of your last puppet talismans, hehe, look how you died this time. Milicius said as he turned around in an instant, and pointed his hand at the shocked old ghost, and a dazzling white light immediately pierced the old ghost's abdomen.

"Smack!" With a bang, the position where the three old ghosts were originally standing suddenly shattered. It was as if a mirror had been suddenly broken by masonry, and the space in that location shattered and collapsed to the ground and then vanished.

"Mirror space?" Milicios was amazed by this strange phenomenon, and cried out in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible! This is a spell that only the most powerful mages of the Ancient Protoss would use, how could you? ”

But before Milicius could finish shouting, another sword aura combined with the death light of a light gun hit him, and this time this combination attack hit Milicios solidly. In the moment before Milicius disappeared, the old ghost clearly saw that Milicios had a wound on the shoulder, but there was no blood on the wound, but it showed the same pale blue dim light as Athena, but he was sure that the light was not a ghost, it was Milicus's blood.

"He's gone again." With the disappearance of Milicus, the bus team quickly and quickly pushed out the battery in the light gun that had exploded because the power output exceeded the limit, and replaced it with a new battery. He held his gun and stared nervously at the space in front of him. "By the way, how can a puppet charm show the image of several of us?" The public loser asked.

"I said that you have been with me for so long, how can you ask such a low-level question, the puppet charm will not only show a person, of course, as a battle or perform some kind of task, the puppet charm can only replace a person, but the puppet charm also has a purpose as a phantom, at this time the puppet charm can block an attack instead of the people around it." The old ghost explained slowly. "I couldn't determine the person's location just now, and the spell of the mirror space takes a certain amount of time, so I took the risk of using the phantom function of the puppet talisman."

"Wait, what do you mean by adventure?" Hearing the old ghost's words, Savidri's heart couldn't help but "chuckle", and she quickly asked.

"Ah...... Is this ......" The old ghost was a little inclined to speak, and then stopped talking.

"Tell me! Are you hiding something from us? Savedri said with some dissatisfaction as she pushed the old ghost with her arm.

"Okay, okay, I'll just say it, I didn't want to say it at this time, saying it might affect our morale, and it might make you lose some confidence in me." The old ghost still said that he was reluctant to answer Savidri's question directly.

"Why are you more verbose than us women? Hurry up and say. "If it weren't for the fact that the enemy couldn't be distracted at the moment, Savidel would have turned around and given the old ghost a big shock.

"The success rate of the illusion technique is less than 10% of the time, and if it hadn't succeeded just now, we would all be dead now." The old ghost said with a soft sigh. "Truth be told, spells don't work every time."

"Yes...... Can...... But haven't all your spells been successful so far? Hearing that the old ghost's magic would not succeed every time, especially the last time she used the puppet talisman to cast the illusion spell, which only had a 10% success rate, Savideli couldn't help but get nervous, and she asked in disbelief.

"Let's be honest, I used up the last lucky charm in the spiral corridor. The success of the spells so far has largely been due to lucky charms. But now that luck has passed, we can only rely on our own skills and luck later. The old ghost shook his head a little decadently and said.

"Lucky charms? Lucky charms are so important, why don't you bring a few more? Savidri hurriedly continued to ask.

"How much to bring? Why do you bring more? Lucky charm is a high-end commodity that can not be found, this kind of charm is only made by a master with extremely high luck, and such a master, there are few in the world, I am still a tantric master in the Himalayas when he passed away with his life and holy blood to make for me. I kept it for a long time, and I didn't want to use it several times when my life was hanging by a thread. The old ghost said very distressedly.

"Himalayas?" The public loser glanced at the old ghost suspiciously, wanting to say something.

"You! Shut up for me and keep an eye on what lies ahead. It was because of you that I wasted the last precious puppet talisman. The old ghost unceremoniously interrupted what the public loser wanted to say.

"Why do you blame me?" was stopped by the old ghost from questioning, and the public loser muttered very dissatisfied, and continued to focus on the present. But he still had another question, in order not to let the old ghost interrupt his question again, he said his question in a quick tone: "You just said that Milicius didn't use stealth, but why can't we see him?" ”

"Do you know why I wasted so much effort and time arranging the mirror space? It's because I'm going to find him. He's not a mage, I'm more of a warrior to be exact. His sudden disappearance and sudden appearance were not stealth, but speed. He's faster than our eyes. The old ghost said silently.

"Speed? How fast does that have to be? The public loser shouted in astonishment.

"Every step he takes is cleverly hidden in the faint sound of air circulating through the space, so we can't use the sound to tell where he is, maybe now he is sneering at us in front of one of us." The old ghost said.