Chapter 811: The White-Faced Man's Hole Cards
If you want to defeat the Warrior Spirit, there are three ways.
The first is to destroy the Statuettes.
But this method requires at least the combat power of the true god to do it.
The second is to use soul attacks to defeat the beast souls hidden in the figurines.
However, this method also has extremely high requirements for soul strength, and with the strength of the battle soul of the white-faced person's black gold realm, it needs at least two realms of gold realm to do it.
The third is to drain the life of the figurines.
This method is very time-consuming. Because the defense of the Divine Warriors is extremely strong, when attacked, they only need to use their physical strength to resist, and they will not lose their life energy at all. Therefore, if you want to exhaust the life energy in the Divine Warriors, you can only let the Divine Warriors keep attacking and constantly consume life energy for combat output.
The other is to kill the owner of the war spirit in the Divine Warriors.
As long as the owner of the war spirit in the Warrior dies, the war spirit inside the Warrior will automatically collapse, and the Warrior will return to the state of a palm-sized statue.
Lin Huang couldn't do the first two methods, and the third method was too time-consuming, so he chose the relatively easy fourth.
Originally, Lin Huang was still thinking about how to bypass the two Divine Warrior Battle Spirits and get close to the white-faced man. Unexpectedly, the white-faced man actually asked the two warrior spirits to besiege and kill Black Tan, and he took the initiative to send it to the door.
Such a good opportunity, Lin Huang naturally will not miss it.
The failure of the two Divine Warriors to kill Black Charcoal was inevitable, and in order to prevent the white-faced man from escaping after the failure of his plan, he quietly arranged everything with the Nian Neng Silk Thread, and the white-faced man was unaware of it.
So, there is the current scene.
The white-faced man was bound by thousands of silk threads of Nian Neng with his limbs and neck, hanging in the air, like a worm that had fallen into a spider's web, unable to break free at all.
"I don't know where you come from, and I don't need to. Lin Huang stared at the white-faced man with a cold gaze, "Because in my eyes, there is only one kind of person who shoots at me or the people around me, and that is the dead man." β
When the words fell, Lin Huang stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction where the white-faced man was.
The Nian Neng Flying Knife burst through the air towards the white-faced man like a school of piranhas that smelled blood.
Under the binding of the Nian Neng Silk Thread, the white-faced man has completely become a living target.
A throwing knife like a swimming fish slammed into the white-faced man's body, making a clanging sound of metal colliding, and the sound was dense, like a torrential rain.
Under the protection of the demigods, the white-faced man was not injured, but his face was still ugly. Because he clearly sensed that the life energy in his body was pouring out like a, uncontrollably filling with demigods.
"If it doesn't go on like this, the life energy in my body will be exhausted in five minutes at most......" The white-faced man immediately communicated with the two Divine Warrior Battle Spirits and issued a new order.
Two figurines crawled out of the pit and appeared in front of the white-faced man.
One wrapped his claws around his life and tore at the threads of Nianneng, while the other stopped in front of the white-faced man, acting as his shield.
"It's naΓ―ve. Lin Huang couldn't help but feel a little funny.
With a slight movement of his fingers, threads of telekinetic silk wound towards the grimace monster. The ghost-faced monster hurriedly dodged, and there was no time to help the white-faced man get out of trouble.
Then, Lin Huang snapped his fingers again.
One by one, all the Nian Neng Flying Knives began to change their flight trajectory, bypassing the snake-headed monster that stopped in front of the white-faced man, and continued to attack the white-faced man without the slightest hindrance.
The white-faced man's plan failed again, and his face turned a little blue with anger.
"Don't worry about me for now, you use range attacks to destroy these Nian Neng Flying Knives!"
After receiving a new order, the two Warrior Spirits immediately began to execute.
The snake-headed beast raised its iron hooves and slammed down on the nearby Nian Neng Flying Knife. The grimace monster also stretched out its claws, and slammed the Nian Neng Flying Knife with its claws one after another.
"It's a stupid solution. Lin Huang smiled when he saw this, but he already had a countermeasure.
Patting Black Charcoal's head, Lin Huang and Black Charcoal opened their mouths almost at the same time, and the black dragon flame gushed out again, covering the area where the white-faced man was.
This time, Long Yan's spitting, although it looked the same as the previous one, was actually blocked by Lin Huang and Black Charcoal from the attack on the soul side. This is done in order to avoid affecting the operation of the Nian Neng Silk Thread and the Neng Flying Knife.
Long Yan's spit, this time the purpose is not to attack, but to create a favorable environment.
Of course, it also accelerates the consumption of life energy of white-faced people a little.
The white-faced man couldn't help but feel the urge to curse when he saw the black dragon flame in the sky descending again.
In the next moment, there was darkness in front of him, and everywhere he saw was black flames, and even the two Divine Warriors couldn't be seen.
But he can sense that the two are not far away from him.
The two figurines and battle spirits who were caught in the sea of fire, still without the slightest defensive equipment on their bodies, stood in the dragon flames.
They couldn't see anything but black flames.
There is no way to carry out the command to attack the Nian Neng weapon.
A series of black ink feather flying knives shuttled freely in the dragon flame, and under the cover of the dragon flame, these black flying knives were even more nowhere to be found.
However, for Lin Huang, the area covered by Long Yan was equivalent to a huge area, and any disturbance in it could not be hidden from his eyes. This was especially true of the position of the white-faced man, so every attack of all the throwing knives still landed on him with precision.
Coupled with the burning effect of Dragon Flame, the life energy consumption speed in the white-faced human body not only did not decrease, but increased.
Long Yan's energy response was far greater than that of Nian Neng, even if it was close at hand, as long as the naked eye did not see it, the two Divine Warrior Battle Spirits would not be able to sense the existence of the Nian Neng Flying Knife, and they would be completely blind.
Occasionally, he sensed a flying knife that was close to the position, but he didn't wait for a shot, and he disappeared into the dragon flame.
Sensing the state of the two figurines and battle spirits, the white-faced man finally had to admit that he had planted it this time.
"Lin Xie, I admit defeat. If you let me go, I promise I won't trouble you again in the future. β
"Admit defeat?" Lin Huang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Do you think this is a game?
"Then what do you want? Do you want compensation?" The white-faced man looked in the direction where Lin Huang was through Long Yan, "Let's make a price." β
"Looks like you don't have much memory. Lin Huang obviously didn't intend to let go of the white-faced man, "I have already made it very clear just now. The only thing that did it to me and the people around me was the dead! You kidnapped Yi Zheng and tried to kill me and snatch the figurines, which is enough to make you die twice!"
"Are you sure you want to break the net with me?" The white-faced man's tone calmed down, he couldn't actually see Lin Huang, but he knew Lin Huang's general location, and his gaze was projected towards this direction.
"If you really have any other means, use them quickly, after all, you are running out of time. Lin Huang wasn't worried about the threat of the white-faced man at all, "If I'm not mistaken, there will be one minute at most, and your life energy will be completely exhausted." When the time comes, you'll have no chance at all. β
"Since you've said so, do as you wish. I hope you won't regret it later!"
When the words fell, the white-faced man's life energy, which was about to be exhausted, was refilled for some reason.
Not only that, Lin Huang even vaguely felt that the white-faced man actually showed signs of a breakthrough in combat power.
His breath is getting stronger every second.
After reaching the peak state of the Black Gold Realm, that aura only stayed for about three seconds, and then it suddenly broke through the combat power and was promoted to the Red Gold Realm! After that, it continued to soar all the way, without the slightest momentum of stopping.
Rao is Lin Huang, he was stunned when he sensed this change, but what surprised him even more was what he saw.
The white-faced man's forehead was poked out with a blade-like claw. From the front, it looked like someone had stabbed him through the back of his head with a sharp claw, piercing the front, with clear blood marks.
The claw poked out of the white-faced man's forehead and slowly slid down, as if a paper cutter was cutting a blank piece of paper.
Lin Huang frowned slightly as he looked at this strange scene.
The claw slid down the white-faced man's forehead, leaving a long, deep trail of blood in its path. It wasn't until it descended to the abdomen that the claws stopped cutting and retracted into the white-faced man's body.
After a moment of silence, a sound of flesh and blood squirming came, and a large amount of blood began to flow from the wound of the white-faced man, and his body began to deform, as if something in his body was struggling. He looked extremely painful, and even began to make strange noises that humans couldn't make.
Lin Huang's eyes widened, staring intently at the shocking scene in front of him.
The white-faced man's sliced wound seemed to be propped open by an invisible force, and a bloodied, hideous-looking monster slowly emerged from the crack in his body...... The original white-faced man's body no longer had any breath, and turned into a pool of bloody soft flesh and collapsed on the ground, as if he had lost all the bones in his body.