Chapter Seventy-Three: The Poison of the Puppet
Rosa's dagger fell to the ground, her body frozen, her hands and feet trembling, and occasionally making an inexplicable movement, like a puppet with a broken string.
"Wait a minute. Crete put down Chen Hansheng, who had begun to become delirious, and turned to Doris and said, "I have to help, Jenny won't last long." ”
He broke Chen Hansheng's fingers to avoid the black juice and held his long sword in his hand.
"You're going to deal with her, she, is she going to blow up too?" Doris involuntarily tugged at Crete's sleeve.
"I don't know. In case it explodes, I'll try to block it with a wind shield. But if she recovers, Jenny is in danger. With that, Crete rushed with his sword.
As he rushed past Jenny, he glanced at her, only to see her eyes closed, her face flushed, beads of sweat constantly streaming down her immature face, and a pair of small fists clenched tightly by her, as if she was fighting an invisible enemy. Although she gave people a feeling that she was about to run out of strength, she still tried her best to persevere.
Crete rushed in front of Rosa, sword in both hands, and stabbed forward. But how could the strength of such a thin young man compare to Chen Hansheng's bullets? Rosa's body that couldn't even be pierced by bullets, and the long sword in Crete's hand was naturally helpless. The sword was like a stab on the ground, and Rosa's flesh was slightly dented inward, but there was not even a trace of injury.
Sure enough, her body was changed by the power of this evil sect.
Crete gritted her teeth and stabbed her sword in the face. If you change again, you can't turn your eyes into stone, right?
But just as the long sword was about to pierce Rosa's eye, she suddenly moved, reached out with a hand, and grasped the blade of the long sword. Crete's strength was far inferior to his, and he only felt a strong force coming from the sword. As soon as Rosa fell, Crete stumbled and fell off the ridge.
Jenny opened her eyes as well, her face turned red and white, and the silver light flew away from Rosa's head and back to the center of her eyebrows. The first time she used this skill, she pinned down the opponent for nearly a minute, and Jenny felt that all the strength in her body had been drained.
Rosa didn't care about the crumbling little girl at all, and threw herself directly at Chen Hansheng, Doris screamed loudly in fright, but she didn't run away, but opened her body to block in front of Chen Hansheng.
She couldn't tell what she thought, but instinctively felt that Mayor Chen was too important to let him be hurt. She watched the expressionless Rosa rush closer and closer, her fingers opened into claws, and probed her heart, as if she was going to pull out her heart in the next second, but when she really got to it, a trace of struggle flashed in Rosa's eyes, and she spit out a word in her mouth with great difficulty: "Hide!"
"Rosa!ah~" As soon as Doris spoke, she saw Rosa's claws turn into palms and lift her away.
Chen Hansheng was no longer in front of him, and he would be killed under Rosa's claws at any time. At this time, a streamer flew in the distance, it was a ball of light the size of a jujube, if you can look closely, you will find that it is an earring, wrapped in fighting energy. The studs stabbed Rosa directly in the chest before she could react, and the explosive fighting spirit knocked her out directly, and the studs were pierced into her sternum.
The studs erupted with intense magic, and black gas emerged from Rosa's seven orifices, and she fell to the ground with a low, muffled cry coming out of her mouth. But as the black gas became less and less, her voice became weaker and weaker, and she passed out.
The stud flew up on its own, turning into a human form, and it was Glade.
And a few breaths later, Kalanda also rushed here and pounced on Chen Hansheng who fell to the ground. The blow that had just been with Glade was the one she delivered.
Crete limped up the ridge and helped Jenny, who was about to fall, and she went limp, and fell into his arms.
"What a weird spell. Glade said as he looked at the black gas and the black water splashed on the ground. He dipped his fingers in a little black juice, rubbed it on the tips of his thumb and forefinger, and said, "This thing is not small. ”
"Glade, take a look. Lao Chen, what's going on?" came from behind him, Kalanda's anxious voice.
He walked quickly to Chen Hansheng and Kalanda. Chen Hansheng was lying in the crook of Ka's lazy arm, he was completely unconscious, his whole face was black and gray, and he looked to have lost all his life. Karanda tried to call out to him, but nothing happened.
Glade checked Chen Hansheng's body and said, "He is poisoned, this is not an ordinary poison, but a poison that can erode life force." It should be derived from some kind of evil spell. The two people we just saw from a distance should have been made into a medium of poison. ”
"Can that be saved?"
"I'll try it first. Glade released an antidote magic, and the blackness on Chen Hansheng's face faded a lot, but soon, they recedered like a tide, "Ordinary antidote magic seems to be useless. We'll have to find another way, and we'd better find the guy who poisoned him. ”
"Teacher, if Rosa had woken up, she would have seen her. Then Crete took Jenny by his hand and walked over to them.
"It's too late, Rosa, Rosa is dead. Doris said with tears in her voice, and she crouched beside Rosa, who had been sixteen or seventeen years old, but now looked shriveled like a skeleton. The kind of power that can knock people away and defenses that are difficult to impregnate are not without a price, and their source is the life energy extracted from her body. When the black gas dissipated, Rosa's life came to an end.
So the trail was interrupted.
"I maybe, maybe I saw that person. Jenny whispered from the side.
"Hmm, did you see him through the Spirit of Parasites?" Glade cast a spell on Jenny to restore her strength, making her feel much better.
"Yes. Teacher, when I entered Rosa's mind, I saw many, many black silk threads wrapped around this pure white little man, and no matter how those silk threads were pulled, the little man would follow suit. And I myself am like a knife, as long as I rush at those threads, they will be cut. But those black lines will grow again, and they will bind the little man endlessly. I had been cutting the threads just now, but I was getting more and more skilled and faster, and then, just as I could cut all the threads, the man who was manipulating them appeared, like a huge shadow hiding behind the curtain. But there were a few moments when I could faintly see his face. He was a pale, middle-aged man, and what I remembered most was that he had dark blue eyes with a turquoise glow in them. ”