"What should I do with these guys?" Maffeo had already raised his throat, unable to imagine the consequences of facing three enhanced magic puppets alone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info His palms began to sweat, and keeping moving was the best thing to do, even though the occasional flickering red light in the other's eyes almost disrupted his pace.

"Damn it......" Marcos cursed, raising his sword and preparing to rush over. However, the moment he took his steps, the sense of threat in his head came again. Still swearing, he dodged. As before, the terrifying lightning struck the marble floor. "This guy is staring at me......" Marcos gritted his teeth.

Maffeo still didn't dare to make any rash moves, and he kept his distance from the other party. Trying to disrupt the opponent's judgment with some irregular steps, but there are three of them. Even if one or even two guys were able to disrupt their rhythm, the remaining ones would have plenty of time to pierce the greatsword through their flesh. Maffeo's head swelled a little, and he pinned his hopes on his belt.

He instantly raised his left hand, barely stopping too much, and the magic puppet that bore the brunt of it raised his giant sword and sent out a straight line attack. Maffeo immediately briefly condensed his blood qi and released a blood qi blast from the ghost's hand, and the assault guy in front of him was affected to a certain extent and slowed down his movements. But one hundred percent certainty is that it didn't do any harm.

Maffeo immediately dodged backwards and distanced himself from these dangerous fellows again, but unfortunately, a magic puppet quietly came to Maffeo's side during the brief confrontation just now. Perception of danger is often paramount in combat, and Maffeo senses the threat coming from his side almost in the next second. He immediately swung his greatsword horizontally, trying to parry the attack that was about to arrive at his side.

But in fact, the magic puppet just swung its greatsword vigorously on the spot, and it didn't make any movement. But the invisible deadly threat lurked in the sweeping waves, and Maffeo was unable to react too much. The invisible fluctuation slammed into Maffeo's body like a hammer, and he felt like he could barely breathe. He felt like his ribs had even been broken a few times, and he immediately gathered his blood to try to resist the impact of the waves, but in the end he still hit a pillar of light. "Damn, I don't want to spoil something so pretty. He staggered to his feet from the rubble of the shattered pillar of light.

At the moment when he finished speaking, he felt the smell of blood with a metallic taste in his mouth, and he hurriedly recited a string of spells to summon the Kazan of the Sword Soul, and then swung out a bloody half-moon slash with the blessing of power. This successfully interrupted them as they were about to pounce on them for a second wave of attacks, and at the same time, Maffeo coughed up a small mouthful of blood. "Hell, what kind of fluctuations can have this power......"

The fact that these guys are constantly trying new ones when a wave of attacks doesn't work out can't be changed. A magic puppet slid forward again and pounced on Maffeo, who dodged to the side and swung his sword, but missed. It looked a little graceful and performed a gorgeous dodge before jumping up and swinging its greatsword at Maffeo again.

Maffeo decided to take a gamble, facing his opponent's domineering leaping slash. He gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, the blade pointing 45 degrees diagonally upward. At the last moment, he leapt to his feet and faced his opponent head-on, slamming into his opponent's body in his usual mountain collapse stance, the sharp hiss of the sword wind echoing in Maffeo's ears.

He saw with his own eyes that the mountain collapse blow he unleashed with all his strength embedded half of the blade of the greatsword into the opponent's body, and the blade of the opponent's greatsword stopped only a few centimeters from the shoulder blade of his left arm. This took him by surprise, and at the same time he lost his body's center of gravity due to the impact in mid-air. He realized what might happen next, but he didn't dare to think too much about it. As his body slammed to the ground with the doll that had lost all reactions, the two remaining dolls sped towards Maffeo from both sides.

I don't know if the help of Marcos's guy came at the right time every time, but Maffeo had to admit that he had always been grateful to Marcos in his heart. With the help of Keja, he suddenly flashed beside Maffeo from a short distance away, and forced the two magic puppets back with a 360-degree spin slash, and then pulled Maffeo from the ground. "Want to help?"

"Of course. Maffeo laughed.

"We can't stay long, the guy who unleashes lightning is already eyeing us. Marcos frowned. "I'm going to use the ghosts to slow these two guys, and when the time comes, we don't care about anything else, we just run as fast as we came from. ”

"What's the matter, aren't you sure you can defeat it?, maybe we can't do both?" the doubts in Maffeo's mind magnified infinitely.

"No, even the two of us. In the current situation, it is impossible to kill it easily. But it's up to you to decide what you do, okay?" Marcos was already preparing to unleash the ghost.

Maffeo shook his head in frustration, "Alright, man, we're really out of luck. ”

Marcos snapped a spell out of his mouth, gesturing strange gestures in his hands. Maffeo provided him with cover, not knowing if it was because of the demons that were about to be released. The two puppets on the other side didn't seem to have any intention of rushing over, they became extremely cautious at this point, and even every move contained vigilance.

Maffeo suddenly felt a breath of nausea, and he swore he wanted to vomit, when in fact his stomach was churning. Marcos' brow furrowed, and he stared solemnly at him. The strange posture in his hands still hadn't stopped, but the outline of that formation had gradually become apparent.

The eerie purple glow in the deep waters adds to the mystical tinge of the place. But there is no doubt that ghosts and spirits are never good. There is no doubt that they will only bring unfortunate bad luck to people. Maffeo couldn't help but cover his nostrils, and the disgusting smell had gradually spread outward through the center of the formation.

Some emerged from the visible white bandages like mummies that had been asleep for a long time, though they were still only half of their bodies, a characteristic of all ghostly formations, and their true power would not be revealed through a simple formation. And this is also the answer that all soul bearers want to pursue, what should be done to fully draw out the power of ghosts and gods.

It invisibly entangles everything that is visible within the range of the formation, including anything that shows no signs of life, and becomes their target. They silently entangle their targets, bringing devouring and death and plague upon them. They are disgusting and intimidating at the same time. They will eat everything away, leaving nothing but an infinite void.

"Damn it......" Maffeo scolded under his breath, which made him uncomfortable.

"Come on, we should go......" Marcos' voice was low as he pulled the corner of Ramaffeo's coat. When the latter turned to look at Marcos, he was surprised to find that the other man's face was extremely gloomy. It was the first time he had seen Marcos look like that, and he was sure it was because of these disgusting ghosts he had never seen before. "We don't have a lot of time. He added.

"Okay, let's go. Maffeo nodded.