Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Fierce Battle (Part II)

Therefore, when he said this to Murong Yuan, it was just to distract the other party's attention and secretly accumulate strength for his real killing moves.

After all, there is a fool who would waste 2,000 main god points for the so-called side quest, which is something that an ordinary player will have to fight for for a long time to earn back.

The fan in Nan Qianmo's hand fanned slightly, and behind Murong Yuan, the space composed of pen and ink gradually appeared to bulge in all directions, slowly turning into four spikes.

"Your Excellency Murong, are you still hesitating about something?"

The smile on Nan Qianmo's face was gentle and gentlemanly, it was really hard to imagine that he was also a master god player who would engage in sneak attacks.

The corners of Murong Yuan's mouth raised slightly, as if he was moved by the other party's proposal, his eyes raised slightly, and a gleam flashed through it.

"What a good offer......"

......

Outside the huge circular pen and ink space.

Nan Qianyan slashed with a sharp sword, hitting Murong Qingyun's long sword hard, both sides were not simple blood clans and fighters, they obviously practiced other exercises, scimitars and long swords flew, and the members of the demon hunting group around him were dazzled.

"Your scimitar and fur Kai look very familiar. ”

The two sides fought against each other, and Murong Qingyun looked obviously more relaxed, but it could also be due to his personality, and he couldn't completely judge the level of strength from this.

Nan Qianyan had long eyebrows and cold eyes, heroic and murderous coexisted, and he didn't have the feeling of wanting to talk to Murong Qingyun.

"I remember, it's the weapon of the 237 Demon Plane Grassland Flying General, have you been there?"

Nan Qianyan was a little surprised when she heard what Murong Qingyun said, she didn't expect the other party to know this, the ordering of the dimensional world was extremely complicated, how could she know?

But no, the timing is not right......

Just as Nan Qianyan was distracted, Murong Qingyun flicked away Nan Qianyan's scimitar with a sword, and the long sword stabbed obliquely through the beast's fur and hurt his skin.

Nan Qianyan was vindictive and protected his body, fortunately, he protected his life, but he also fell into a disadvantage.

In the distance, Alina Reis was not so easy, Glenn had been chasing her for days, and he knew exactly what she was capable of.

(It's just a matter of knowing what she's capable of the curse within, but that's enough.) )

On the other hand, Alina Reis is limited at every turn under Glenn's iron claw attacks.

Alina Reis used blood magic, and the flames generated surrounded her, but at this moment, her face turned pale, and she gradually became a little powerless.

"It's a curse......"

Alina Reis thought to herself, the erosion from the circle around her waist and abdomen was getting worse and worse.

Glenn also noticed the enemy's abnormality, but he didn't think much of it, and quickly flew out with an iron claw, only taking Alina Reis's face.

Iron Claw was close at hand, and Aliana Reis's vision was blurred, but she couldn't hide, and she couldn't dodge.

"Bump!"

The iron claws directly slammed into Alina Reis, and the toxin attached to it was injected, and the originally beautiful and moving face quickly deformed and shrunk.

"It's done!"

Glenn secretly exclaimed, his already ugly face distorted by surprise, and the members of the demon hunting group around him also cheered.

Murong Qingyun forced Nan Qianyan back, and the sudden cheers made her unconsciously look at Alina Reis's side.

Sure enough, the huge iron claws were still tightly embedded in front of Alina Reis's body, and even if she could only see her back, Murong Qingyun could imagine her bloody appearance on the front.

"The task of protecting the weak is really irritating......"

No one could hear Murong Qingyun's whispers clearly, Murong Qingyun looked at the huge circular pen and ink space on the side, and golden pupils gradually appeared, "Fortunately, he doesn't have to worry about ......"

Nan Qianyan, who had been forced to retreat before, stepped forward again with a knife, but Murong Qingyun no longer resisted.

Forget it, let's save this oil bottle first.

In a trance, a long pale blonde hair flashed Nan Qianyan's sight, but she didn't have time to react, and only instinctively slashed the scimitar into Murong Qingyun's body......

"Murong Qingyun" was slashed by a knife and was split in two, but no blood gushed out, and the two halves of "Murong Qingyun" directly turned into a burst of pale golden ashes.

The same is true here for Glenn.

Aliana Reis, who had just fallen to the ground, suddenly turned into a pile of pale golden ashes, leaving huge iron claws to the ground.

Looking at the ashes on the ground, Glenn had doubts written on his face, and said to himself-

"It's ...... Doppelganger?"

......

In the dark ink space.

"What a good offer......"

Murong Yuan chuckled lightly and responded lightly to Nan Qianmo's question, "...... But alas, my main quest is to protect her, and ......"

Before Murong Yuan finished speaking, the four pitch-black pen and ink spikes that Nan Qianmo had been accumulating for a long time attacked Murong Yuan's back, but they directly penetrated, and Murong Yuan turned into a burst of blood mist and dissipated.

"Fake?"

Nan Qianmo was shocked, and at the same time immediately mobilized the power of pen and ink around his body and space, but heard a low and cold male voice behind him......

"Bloodline High Magic: Realm!"

The dark red blood clan energy poured out from Murong Yuan's body, which was extremely majestic, and quickly turned into a shape similar to a ball.

Nan Qianmo was shocked when he saw this, as a high-level main god player, he naturally knew what Murong Yuan wanted to do......

"How could an earl-level bloodline be able to have such a high-level spatial magic!"

Nan Qianmo was surprised, and the whole person no longer cared about the image of a noble son, like a desperate gambler, carrying the impact of pen and ink, and quickly attacked Murong Yuan who was casting spells.

The moment Nan Qianmo approached, the dark red ball in Murong Yuan's hand expanded, blocking Nan Qianmo's impact, and at the same time, a dark red space replaced the previous pen and ink space.

"Welcome to my space......"

Murong Yuan, who was suspended in the air, looked coldly at Nan Qianmo, who had just been repulsed, the fangs in his mouth were exposed, and the whole person was like a hellish death, announcing a death declaration to Nan Qianmo.

"Bastard!"

Nan Qianmo roared angrily, he could no longer perceive the power of his pen and ink to create space.

Although he didn't want to admit it, this time, his defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Murong Yuan easily dodged Nan Qianmo's attack, and the blood blade passed directly through Nan Qianmo's body, but this time, there was no pen and ink in the space to repair it.

"By the way, I haven't finished talking about it yet......"

Murong Yuan plunged a sword into Nan Qianmo's body with one hand, and while attaching it to Nan Qianmo's ear, he whispered——

“...... Moreover, your lies are very low-level, and I once met a master god player whose deception ability is far above you......"

Nan Qianmo seemed to cough a few dry words when he heard this, but his special professional ability made him no longer cough up blood.

......

"These two bloodlines are fake, I'm afraid they have already escaped by some means!"

Faced with the two doppelgangers who had just disappeared, Glenn seemed a little impatient.