The spear that Pirimas had turned into was blocked by "Pale Justice", and he felt the power equivalent to the legendary realm for the Demon King, so he instantly stepped back, revealing his body full of pus, squinting at Natasha, who seemed to be shaking even on her feet, and spit out word by word: "Your bloodline has mutated, and the more you are injured, the stronger the gravity is?"

Natasha didn't speak again, clenched the long sword in front of Lucian, it seemed that this mutated bloodline ability was also suppressed by the toxin of Pirimas, so that the amount of power she regenerated continued to flow rapidly, so she couldn't attack, she could only try to defend first.

Moreover, the toxin-infected wound in her abdomen was difficult to heal, and the massive blood loss also caused her body to be weak.

Pirimas's voice was raised, he seemed very nervous, full of tyrannical emotions: "Spell triggering, magic items are stressed to produce defense, bloodline ability mutation, can't you two let me kill it properly? It's so hateful, it's disgusting, what's the use of you resisting? Isn't it the same that I'll kill you? Isn't it good for everyone to save some time?"

Lucien was like a person who couldn't drink alcohol after drinking three bottles of Rice, his brain was dull and slow, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it, let alone cast magic, and he could only vaguely feel that the power of the curse was converging from the lungs and stomach to the vicinity of the neck with the help of blood, and then spread to his brain through the neck, and this curse power seemed to have begun to affect the body's functions, except for the left hand, the rest of the body gradually showed signs of weakness.

"No, we have to find a way out of this 'drunkenness' situation. Otherwise, you will surely die. ”

"You must not give up waiting for rescue, because 99.99 percent will die before reinforcements arrive. ”

"Natasha is dangerous!"

Confusion of thoughts crossed Lucian's mind, and he waved them feebly, trying to grasp the inspiration to get out of his predicament.

At some point, Pirimas had two more dagger-sized swords in his hand, and they were covered with a dark green rotting liquid that dripped onto the ground from time to time, staining an area black and corrupting.

"It's all your lack of cooperation, and you will be punished!" said Pirimas angrily, and then began a stormy attack with a speed that Lucien could not catch, and the surrounding area gradually became a wriggling black. Twisted dark green. A disgusting yellowish that leaves all who enter this area to be suppressed by curses, toxins, and diseases.

This is a semi-illusory will realm that only a ninth-level Golden Knight can have.

Taking into account the "pale justice" in Natasha's hands, Pirimas did not attack head-on, but relied on the suppression of the realm of speed and will. Constantly looking for gaps in Natasha's swordsmanship. Then two stabbing swords pierced a wound with a needle.

Although Natasha has the ability to mutate bloodlines the more seriously injured, the stronger the strength. But his own strength is far inferior to Pirimas, and he is harassed by the "kiss of powerlessness", so it is good to be able to play one-third of his own level. Therefore, he couldn't keep up with the speed of Pirimas at all, and could only wield his long sword for passive defense.

Fortunately for the first ten seconds, Natasha relied on the airtight defense and the suppression of the demon bloodline and the evil realm by "Pale Justice", barely blocking the attack of the "Venom Demon", but as time went by, the effect of the "Kiss of Powerlessness" became more and more obvious, her strength gradually weakened, and there were many loopholes in the sword curtain, and Pirimas seized the opportunity to cut the hunting suit, tore the skin, rotted the muscles, and there were shocking wounds on her body one after another.

Relying on the stimulation of the wound, Natasha's strength recovered a little, but her breathing became heavier and heavier, like a very tight bow, and she didn't know when the channel would be broken.

Suddenly, Pirimas dodged Pale Justice and bullied her in a strange posture with his back towards Natasha, slamming his right elbow back and hitting her right in the chest.

Rows of ribs snapped, and Natasha's mouth gushed silver-purple red blood, and she only had time to return the sword with a slash, blocking Pirimas's next attack and flying upside down and crashing into the wall next to Lucian.

With a bang, the walls of the secret room shrouded in the magic array appeared one after another.

Fearing that he would be slashed by the "legendary sword" that clearly restrained the demonic bloodline, Pirimas did not exhaust his opponent with a single move until he died, as he had done in the past, but instead prioritized his own protection from being touched by the "pale justice", if it weren't for this, Natasha would have died at his hands.

"You can't stand up now, are you?" said Pirimas excitedly, and then roared nervously, "You, what are you still standing up for? Lie down and let me kill you!"

Lucien watched Natasha beside him stand up with difficulty, drops of blood mixed with sweat dripping on the ground, covered with rotten scars, but he still unswervingly raised his long sword and made a gesture of protection, and his heart suddenly became sour.

"Unless I die, you can't cross me half a step. ”

Under the severe injury, Natasha's voice was not so weak, but the weakened condition did not change substantially.

Lucien hated his powerlessness very much at this time, and in the case of not being able to use his mental power, he could only be regarded as half a great knight, and he could not insert himself into a high-level battle at all.

"We have to get out of this predicament!"

"You must let your mental power be restored!"

"If you want to recover your mental strength, you must first remove the curse. ”

"How do you get rid of the curse?"

Lucian's head was bloodshot, his mind sluggish, and he felt the power of the curse rush through his neck.

"I declare that the object of my greatest hatred has changed from a mage to you! This mutant bloodline that grows stronger and stronger the more injured it is, is so disgusting!" Pirimas burst into a rage, but this did not affect his strength in the slightest, but only became more bloodthirsty and crazy.

The angry mental mood and chaotic bloodline characteristics did not make Pirimas lose his basic knightly judgment, and he still relied on his speed and agility to attack like a storm just now, bullying Natasha to protect Lucien, bullying her for not having enough strength. Difficulty in moving.

Silvery purple blood trickled to the ground, and Lucien felt like hearing the countdown to Natasha's life, and a sense of despair and self-hatred arose.

But for Lucien, this despair was accompanied not by giving up, but by reflexive perseverance, and the spirit of never giving up was integrated into his soul from the moment the Symphony of Destiny was played.

Emotions such as irritability, anxiety, despair, and self-loathing disappeared, and even though Lucian's brain was still in a state of "drunkenness", numb and sluggish, he regained a little ability to think because of the lack of negative emotions.

"The power of the curse seems to affect the body and soul by affecting the ...... of the brain"

"It's fused with the body's blood. There is a steady stream of follow-up power. Then use the neck as a bridge to enter the brain...... Sooner or later, my mental strength will be completely crushed and I will enter a 'drunken dream'...... This may be what Pirimas said that the longer it drags on, the better the effect......"

After a difficult analysis of the effects of the cursed power, Lucien could not find a solution to it. Because it takes magic to lift the curse. And now he is suppressed by a curse. It's hard to cast magic, so you're stuck in a loop.

"Is there any other way?" Lucien examined his body, and saw that only his left hand was still strong.

"Left hand?"

"It's not affected by the power of the curse!"

Lucian's deep pupils suddenly dilated!

Then. With a bang, Natasha was hit against the wall again by Pirimas, but the soundproofing of the secret room and the defense of the magic array made the nobles outside unnoticed.

Slipping off the wall, Natasha held the ground with her left hand and wanted to stand up, but her wrist suddenly weakened, and the whole person fell down again with a snap, and a powerless sadness emanated.

But Natasha didn't give up, she was still trying, even if Pirimas had already come over, she didn't interrupt her insistence, she would die anyway, so she had to work hard again before she really closed her eyes!

"Wow, get up, you get up, I want to see if you can get up again!" shouted Pirimas as elatedly, mocking Natasha's powerless struggle.

Then he turned his head to look at Lucian, pressed his left hand to his chest, and bowed slightly: "You two will go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up two bayonets and stabbed them at Lucian and Natasha's heads.

Lucien staggered his left hand, but the bayonet was already in front of him, and everything seemed to be coming to an end.

At this moment, with a bang, Natasha's figure appeared again in front of Lucian, the wounds on her body were so hideous, and her feet were so vain, but it seemed that there was a spiritual force that made her stand up, and blocked Pirimas's two bayonets with "pale justice".

Natasha's long purple hair had been torn apart and wavy behind her, covering her blood-stained face, making it impossible to see her eyes.

Such a scene left a deep impression on Lucian, but he didn't have time to think about it so much, and his left hand slammed into force.

Pirimas shouted angrily, "You can still stand up!"

"Don't break your bones, don't fall!" Natasha seemed to be shouting with her soul, but her strength was too bad to be compensated for by the mutated bloodline, and the "Pale Justice" showed a tendency to sag.

At this time, Pirimas's eyes widened, and he saw Lucien behind Natasha, the five fingers of his left hand were opened, and he slammed into his neck, and blood gushed out, spilling Natasha's back.

"Is he going to kill himself?"

The pain, the unimaginable neuropathic pain made Lucien almost roll in pain, but fortunately he had no strength in his whole body.

Holding back the pain and not pursuing precision, Lucien's five fingers of his left hand moved as if he was about to break something, and the cursed power that surged into his brain disappeared as soon as it touched the silver moon and the breath of the mysterious existence of the necromantic realm.

The "Kiss of Powerlessness" itself is at the level of the ninth level, but the toxin has been neutralized, and the remaining curse power is naturally difficult to exist in front of the "God's Left Hand"!

Streams of black gas rushed out of Lucian's neck like a snake and dissipated into the air.

The central nervous system is broken, and Lucien can't feel the part below the head at all at this time, but for a magician, as long as the head is still there and the soul is still there, then everything is still there!

The spiritual power surged like a hurricane at sea, and the cursed power without backup retreated one after another, suppressed into a corner, and was close to collapse.

"He's got a problem with his left hand!"

Seeing the black gas disappear, Pirimas became alert, and he didn't care about killing Natasha first, trying to bypass her magician to solve the trouble.

However, he didn't care too much, a magician who only had the level of six or seven rings might not be able to break his semi-illusory will realm!

But then he saw Lucien draw his left hand, and heard a voice that was not like a human in his mouth:

"Soul Imprisonment!" (To be continued......

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