"Gilbert, don't be in a daze, hurry up and manipulate the Golem to attack her!"

Thompson yelled, sobering up Gilbert, who had been distracted by the appearance of the desperate Might. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The other party doesn't know where we are yet, and plans to attack with a wide range of desperate songs, wanting us to fall into despair, don't let her continue to sing, hurry up and stop her!"

Thompson stared nervously at the blonde girl's location, the desperate Mighty flying dozens of meters in the air, singing to the tune of music coming from nowhere.

"Now is a great opportunity, she flies too low, that distance golem can be attacked, hurry up and take her down!"

"No, that's right!"

Gilbert quickly stabilized his mind and began to manipulate the Golem's controller in a hurry.

The controller had been specially adjusted beforehand to be powered only by Gilbert's magic, and no one else could use it, so Thompson would urge instead of operating it himself.

Listening to the louder and louder melodies of the rapid, and the beautiful singing of the desperate powers, Gilbert began to panic, and his heart beat faster, the other party was a powerful person who had destroyed a city of half a million people, and to do such a thing, he needed a huge amount of magic, and he asked himself if he could do it.

Gilbert knew the limits of his abilities, his power could influence thirty or forty thousand people at most, and any more would be powerless, and the strength of the two sides was not the same as that of the desperate power.

The population of the city in front of him was only 30,000, which was still within his power, although it seemed easy, but he also used a lot of power and magic, and he couldn't last long.

In a state of panic, Gilbert unconsciously stopped the power of anger, but now is not the time to continue attacking the city, the first thing to deal with is the most dangerous desperate power.

Thompson was sweating profusely and looked very uneasy, staring at the blonde girl in the sky.

The battle between the negative powers can be said to be a battle of mental strength, and whoever can overcome the negative power of the other party and let the other party fall into his own power first will be the winner.

If he uses his power to attack the opponent directly, then the opponent will also feel where he is, and then he will have to wrestle with the desperate power, but he does not have the confidence to defeat the opponent.

Therefore, Thompson, who thought that he could not resist the power of despair, hesitated and did not use his power of hatred to influence the other party.

His power of hatred can make others fall into uncontrollable hatred, making others hate others, even if the object is a dead thing.

The Hate Power can be very useful in large-scale battles, as it can make enemy troops hate each other, creating infighting, causing them to kill each other and clean up each other without a single soldier.

This ability of his is very similar to Gilbert's power of rage, and the combined powers of hatred and anger can accelerate the speed at which the enemy self-destructs.

This siege battle is not to destroy the city in front and kill all the inhabitants as the goal, but to capture the chasing city and use it as a relay station for attacking the southern forces, so Thompson did not use the power with Gilbert, otherwise they would not even need to send out the battle golem, and they could turn this small city into a dead city in two or three efforts.

Thompson knew that his hateful power was very disadvantageous in this kind of one-on-one combat, because he could not divert the object of hatred, but would stimulate the other party and make himself more passive.

Gilbert's anger power is also a cheek-like thing, if there is only one person to face, it is also very unsuitable to use, anger will increase the strength of the other party, only increase their own pressure, there is no benefit.

And the desperate power is just the opposite, the power she has has great influence on both individuals and groups, and if she really takes the initiative to attack, she is purely exposing her position and killing herself.

Thompson was nervous, but he was confident that the battle golems would be victorious if they could drive them away or kill them before their desperate chants began to affect them.

Negative powers can only affect the feelings of living beings, and for battle golems that are dead things, they have no damage or influence at all, making them an excellent weapon to restrain negative powers.

Before Thompson attacked, he had expected the appearance of a desperate powerhouse, and knew how to respond, but he didn't expect the other party to appear so suddenly, and he was a little startled.

He looked at the twenty battle golems expectantly, the desperate Mighty flew too low, and she didn't seem to care about the golems, didn't make a decent defense, it was a great opportunity to attack.

However, after a few minutes of waiting, all the battle golems did not move, but the music and singing of the desperate power grew louder and louder, and the lyrics she could be heard singing clearly.

"What the hell are you doing, Gilbert!, why don't you attack quickly!" Thompson shouted in some frustration.

Gilbert looked up bloodlessly, and when he saw this expression on the other side, Thompson knew something was wrong.

"No response...... My Operations...... The Golem didn't respond at all! I had already typed the command to bombard! But the Golem still didn't respond! No matter how many times I typed it, it was the same! What was going on!"

Thompson thought of a possibility.

It wasn't a flash of inspiration, it was more like instinctive reflexive thinking, which made him feel a sense of contradictory incongruity.

He pressed against his chest, feeling his heart pounding, and then looked sideways at the equally nervous Magister's followers.

He felt like he had really guessed.

Horrified, he looked through his binoculars at the Battle Golem, and then at the desperate Mighty in the sky.

"Won't you...... Isn't it?"

Thompson roared in a hoarse voice as if he was suffocating.

"She's not using the power of despair! she's attacking the golem directly!"

Just as he was about to respond to Thompson's words, the change happened immediately.

Suddenly, a battle golem fell.

It was without warning, and the steel golem, with three pairs of balanced legs, collapsed as if it had softened.

Thompson's eyes widened as he watched the golem fall to the ground, and his breath became disorganized.

The Iron Golem really softened.

From the Golem's body, iron dust like grains of sand continued to fall, gradually spilling onto the ground, and the silhouette of the Golem itself began to crumble, and the original appearance continued to disintegrate, and in a few breaths, it turned into a pile of steel sand.

Then, one after another, one golem after another began to shatter, turning into grains of sand and disintegrating, and after ten seconds, there was not a single intact golem.

"How is that possible! This is definitely not a desperate power! Is the information wrong!" Thompson yelled in a gaffe.

The abilities and magic that those who have received the power will become power-related powers, and they are not as free and changeable as ordinary magisters.

Powerful people can only use magic related to power, or simply cast magical attacks, and have no other choice.

The blonde girl in front of her, using the magic that caused the golem to shatter, had nothing to do with the power of despair.

Thompson received information that the desperate power was a blonde-haired and golden-eyed girl who would sing to unleash the power of despair, but the girl in front of him had no similarities in power except for the same use of singing as a medium for the release of magic, so he suspected that something was wrong with the information.

"Bastard! The Golem was destroyed so easily! Even if it wasn't a desperate powerhouse, it had considerable strength!"

These golems were weapons produced for battle, and even if they were antiques from a hundred years ago, they were not destroyed so easily.

Thompson and Gilbert also did not have the ability to destroy the golem, and the other party easily destroyed the golem, which shows that at least they are high-level magisters, and they have powerful magic that can destroy the golem.

"We can't go out rashly, there are magic props hiding our figure now, we are safe, don't act rashly for the time being, wait until the other party leaves, and then we will find a way to get out of here!"

Seeing that the general trend had gone, and the powerful weapons he had prepared had been packed up with two or three efforts, Thompson knew that there was no way to reverse the situation, and he already wanted to retreat directly.

Gilbert and several Magister cronies also nodded in agreement, when the Golem was destroyed, they retreated, the other party just sent a Magus to take their greatest combat power, if the desperate Mighty also rushed over after a while, it would be even more difficult for them to leave.

At this time, Thompson remembered that his soldiers were rushing here, so he hurriedly picked up the magic props used for communication and went to inform the troops to retreat urgently.

"Why didn't you ...... respond?"

However, the magic props in Thompson's hands have never received a response from the troops, no matter how many times he contacts him, there is no response.

He had a bad premonition.

Just as he was getting irritable, Gilbert let out a scream.

"Ahh......h Are you flying over here?"

Thompson was taken aback, and he immediately looked up, and then he really saw the blonde girl, flying straight in the direction where they were.

Seeing that the other party didn't make any hesitant movements, Thompson knew that something was going to be bad.

"Run! She's spotting us! Run! We'll split up!"

After shouting this sentence loudly, Thompson took the lead in leaving the coverage of the magic props, using the magic power of his whole body, strengthening the abilities of his body, and quickly ran away from the hidden grove, galloping on the open flat ground.

Now that the traces have been discovered, staying where they are is just throwing themselves into the net, the opponent's strength is obviously stronger than them combined, and it is self-defeating to reluctantly fight, and the only way to survive is to stay away from the other party as soon as possible.

Thompson didn't look back, and ran as hard as he could.

Then he heard the singing.

It was a beautiful song.

It was a beautiful and moving song.

It was an emotional song.

Hearing this, Thompson did not take another step and stopped his body movements.

"Ahh......hh

Unconsciously, he clenched his neck with both hands, and then tightened it tighter and tighter.

At this moment, Thompson understood what kind of singing it was.

This is a hymn of despair that brings salvation.