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If Makoto really had time to think like this, I'm afraid the previous sentence would definitely become his self-mockery.

He would definitely feel like he must be a joke.

It's a pity that he is nervous at this time and has lost his mind to laugh at himself.

Tiddellite didn't feel nervous, and said slowly, "Have you forgotten that Elena is a double soul? ”

Makoto's eyes widened suddenly, looking at his sister who was gradually wailing, and seeing her slightly blank eyes, he felt an urge to scold his mother all over his body.

And he did.

"Grass!"

This sentence is enough to show his grief and indignation, and Tidlet's words not only did not make things better, but developed more and more badly.

Makoto has always known that Elena is different from himself, she is a soul split in the body of a dry corpse and a ghost armor, and she has two bodies at the same time, and Shan has a serious soul damage because of this.

Makoto has always subconsciously thought that her soul is closer to a schizophrenic form.

But at this point, Tidlight actually told herself that although they had always seemed to be one, they could still be completely separated.

Part of Elena's awakening was as if she had sent the hostages to the enemy with her own hands.

His whole body was sore, and he obviously couldn't use his sword skills anymore, so he could only choose to cast a troublesome deathly spell.

The previous corpse manipulation, he was prepared, and other spells were not so fast.

He glanced at Elena, who had already woken up, and as soon as he turned, he left the kitchen and ran upstairs.

He only hoped now that the ghoul didn't turn out to be a joke again.

He took a few steps up to the second floor, and the ghoul had slammed open the door and ran towards him.

But her posture didn't seem to take Makoto as an enemy, and stopped in front of him.

Makoto breathed a sigh of relief, at least things didn't get worse.

The first to pounce on him was his brother, who had become a complete werewolf.

Of course, now Makoto knows, this guy is also Elena.

She grabbed the railing of the staircase, kicked the ghoul in a big roundabout, and then twisted her body and pounced on Makoto.

Obviously a savage werewolf, but he moves like the best gymnast.

Cheng shuddered in his heart, and realized that this was definitely the part of the ghost armor, and I am afraid that only that part would have such a powerful fighting instinct.

Makoto didn't dare to make close contact with this person at all, and when he raised his hand, he threw two weak curses over.

It's lucky, Makoto's talent in this illusion is a curse talent, and he is cursed at this time, so if he just casts the curse spell he is most familiar with, the speed is almost instantaneous, which is very useful.

But it's a little less powerful.

If it is a living being, the curse's mana and the death power attached to it can form a double blow, but here, in the case of the undead, the death power is completely immune and the mana effect is greatly reduced.

However, two successive curses of weakness finally took effect, and the werewolf Elena tilted her body and fell to the ground in front of her.

She fell very skillfully, just with her head on Makoto, and in the face of temptation, he slapped it without thinking.

Sting!

Unfortunately, the other side has not completely lost resistance.

Yes!

Roar!

Two screams came from the mouths of both at the same time.

Makoto pressed the three long wounds that had been cut on his body, and fell to the ground with a puff, rolling on the ground in pain.

The werewolf Elena held her head and curled up with her body convulsively as she roared.

Makoto has always been clever before, and after all, he has too little actual combat experience, and he obviously paid a price for his shot before he completely knocked out the enemy.

Three bloody mouths spread along his neck all the way to his left waist, if it weren't for the fact that the wolf claws were really not long, otherwise Cheng would have been disemboweled.

If it was the body of his ghost captain, or the body blessed with white tusks, this claw would at most scratch his clothes, and he would not be hurt himself.

But in this illusion, his body is just a mortal, where does it come from such a powerful defense.

Blood slowly poured out of the wound, but more of it was the curse that spilled out.

But this is not a good thing, the overflowing curse not only did not alleviate the situation, but when it met the air, it became more and more active.

It was as if they were alive, and not only did they begin to disturb Makoto's thoughts, but even his mana became more and more uncontrollable because of it.

Makoto wailed a few times, but finally came to his senses, and endured the pain, a burst of white light appeared from his hand, and it ran all the way down the wound, barely stopping the flow of blood and curses.

The whole wound was as if it had become a brand new heart, rising and rising.

But this is the impact of the curse, although it is the same as the blood supply to the heart, but the other side of the link is indeed air.

Although the 'negation' talent prevented the wound from worsening, the protection of his body weakened a lot after using the curse talent many times.

He could clearly perceive that his body was getting weaker and weaker as the 'negation' of talent continued to deplete.

There was a constant collision at the top of the staircase, apparently with the ghoul fighting her parents.

But apparently his strength was not enough to stop them.

As soon as Makoto repaired his wound, the ghoul drew a perfect parabola and fell in front of him.

His heart trembled, and he hurried to his room.

"Elena is fully awake and I don't know if she can help at all, and theoretically, the haunted house shouldn't be able to understand my abilities right away, which should give her some time to think. ”

Makoto doesn't count on Elena at all at this time, he only hopes that she has the ability to protect herself.

If his white tusks were still there, it would be easy to contact Elena, but not at this time.

"Damn, I hope the old cult and the younger brother who has never appeared don't come out, otherwise I'll have to die here today. ”

Especially the younger brother who has never appeared.,Makoto can't tell whether he's the boss behind the scenes or the male host.。

"But it doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter who the haunted house is, anyway, it's already a fight. ”

Makoto rushed to the door of his house, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, the two-headed black cat pendant hidden under the pillow flew into his hand.

He didn't use it immediately, but reflexively rushed to the window and jumped down.

"This thing can expand the map of the cult hall, maybe it can save the day. ”

There happened to be a small tree outside the window, and Makoto took advantage of the small tree's buffer, turned over, and finally landed smoothly on the ground.

Makoto raised his hand and threw a crippled curse at the window where he had jumped off, and the whole person rushed to the side, jumped to the side, smashed the window, and jumped into the house again.

He suddenly had an idea, although it may not be successful, but once it succeeds, the effect will be absolutely rebellious.