Chapter 135: Encounter with Charles
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Makoto looked at the ground and sighed, "There are still traces of their existence on the ground, but the existence itself is completely gone!"
Chao Zhu said: "Many of the things on the island are the evolution of the heart of the island, and they are not individuals who belong to a complete existence like you, and that kind of plant is basically a variant of the soul power, and the damage caused by being plundered is far more than yours." ā
Even once it makes these existences food that Makoto can easily receive, let alone three times.
The lack of benefit was not the trouble caused by Makoto's fall of luck, but his trouble soon found him.
In a new cave, Makoto paused slightly, made a gesture of listening, and said, "Did you hear anything?"
There was silence all around, and there was no special existence.
After a few seconds, Makoto frowned and said, "Maybe I'm too careful." ā
The white tusks drifted a little stronger, and a faint sound entered his ears again.
He looked up and said, "It sounds like a stone falling to the ground." ā
This sound of landing appeared intermittently, but basically only once in a long time, and Cheng asked with some worry, "This cave should not collapse, right?"
Elena immediately said in a deep voice, "No, the sound of falling is getting closer and closer!"
Cheng exclaimed: "Three times in a row, what can recover so quickly?"
Makoto immediately reined in his strength and dropped the white tusks to the ground.
As soon as he landed, a white ribbon poked out of a hole in the distance.
It was Charles's tentacles.
This tentacle was only a few dozen meters long, and immediately after it appeared, it pulled out a rag-like thing, which was Charles's body.
Compared with the original tentacle with a few hundred meters, Charles's strength at this time was as weak as two people.
And what's worse is that as soon as Charles appears, Makoto senses a tyrannical gaze.
He secretly screamed in his heart, Charles, who originally belonged to the helmsman of the Broken Bone Sea Serpent, apparently easily saw through the extremely simple disguise of the white ivory, which was also a ghost ship.
Charles was obviously in an abnormal state now, and while he was secretly scolding his bad luck, he transformed into white ivory and held the sword of death in his hand.
The white ivory was contained in his body, and Elena did not release it, although she had the strength of the double first order, plus the combat talent and experience were enough to resist any second-order existence, but the aura of Charles in front of him was obviously far beyond the second order.
Cheng secretly prayed that Charles, who had fallen into madness, did not have the power of the fourth order or above.
If he is a third-order, he can run even if he can't beat it.
"Alas, and the NPC that issued the quest entered a hostile state, and the lucky descent was really a terrible state. ā
The magic patterns on the Sword of Death have reached eleven, although it is not much, but at least it is enough to bring a lot of increase to Makoto.
In particular, the death qi surging on the sword of death, combined with Makoto's 'death qi' talent, is a perfect match.
Originally, Charles would not be able to resist even if he was deprived of his memory and strength for three hundred years in a row, but inferred from the disappearance of the weeds built by the soul, most of his strength was restored by devouring it in the last one or two hundred years, and this also gave Cheng a lot of confidence.
The superposition of the 'Net' talent, the 'Death Qi' talent, and the death qi of the Sword of Death immediately turned into a whirlpool of gray mist.
In addition to the negative talent, Makoto's other three talents are all realm talents, which are more suitable for group battles than heads-up.
Makoto may have felt that this was not enough, and gritted his teeth and attached the power of the 'Broken Soul' magic pattern to the Internet.
He felt a slight tingling in his head, and said secretly: "Is it really not enough spirit? The use of these forces at the same time is indeed a bit heavy, and it is better to say that the strength is supported by external white ivory, but the mental oppression is too terrible." ā
As soon as Makoto's side was unfurled, Charles's tentacles flew over.
Different from the tens of meters long that I saw at the beginning, this tentacle instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of meters.
Cheng was not surprised and said secretly: "Charles's strength is really weak, and this degree of extension has actually caused the strength of the ribbon to decline." ā
The sword of death slammed upward, and the 'net' rushed through with countless 'death qi' and the power of death.
Charles's ribbon was slightly blocked, but it was like going deep into the water from the air, and although the speed slowed down, it still immediately broke through the protection of the 'net' and went straight to Makoto's body.
Blocked by this thread, Makoto's own reaction has fully adapted to the speed of the ribbon.
He didn't use the more rear-end sword skills, but chose the fastest second-style woodpecker, which was dotted at the top of the ribbon.
Burst!
There was a slight jolt, but Makoto felt a huge force coming down the sword of death straight towards his arm.
Makoto's entire right hand shook instantly, turning from solidification to nothingness, and his body instantly retreated, and his left hand had already appeared at the hilt of the Sword of Death.
Makoto borrowed the strength of the net that appeared behind him, and he had changed from backward to forward, and he rushed under the ribbon with his low body, and the sword swung upward, and the swift had already struck out.
The tip of the Sword of Death slices along the bottom of the ribbon.
Sting!
A tearing cloth sounded from the ribbon, and the sword of death split the rushing ribbon in two with a cross-cut.
The cut is five or six meters long.
Makoto's net rolled slightly, and the ribbon had already been pulled into his hand, and he immediately threw it into the white ivory.
His right arm turned from virtual to solid, and appeared intact in front of his eyes.
The nihilization of the ghost was used by Makoto in actual combat for the first time, and the effect was surprisingly good.
"The physical impact is almost like immunity!"
The first round of encounters was amazing.
Inside the white tusks, Chaozhu said to Elena with a little surprise: "I thought he belonged to the type of mage who uses his brain, but I didn't expect him to have a good melee talent!"
Elena couldn't perceive the outside world, and when she looked out at the white tusks inside Makoto, all she could see was a gray-white mist, a manifestation of the power of ghosts and death.
To some extent, the ontology of sincerity is not defended against white ivory.
Elena stood there quietly, like a sculpture.
Chaozhu didn't mind, and said to Elena, "But it's not impossible if you want to help him. ā
Elena turned her head to look at her, as if she was beginning to think about the possibility of helping Makoto.
Chao Zhu further said: "He absorbed the enemy's power into the white ivory, although the current power of the white ivory is enough to suppress it, and even absorb it quickly, but the power he got contains Charles's spiritual imprint after all, and the transformation of this power is not what the ghost ship is good at, if there is no effective way to deal with it, it won't be long before he will be able to hold on." ā
This time Elena didn't pause and asked, "Is it on the lower level?"
Chaozhu said: "Yes, do you want to go and have a look together." Alas, slow down, wait for me. ā
Before she could finish speaking, Elena had disappeared in front of her eyes, faster than when she had not been robbed of her power.
Although she was still a stranger to Makoto, she was at least well aware of Makoto's good intentions for not letting her go to war.
If it was before, Elena might feel helpless and powerless, but now she is only slightly annoyed.
Be honest with yourself as well.
She is a warrior, not a burden.