Caesar's battle was still tough, and Caesar's mines could not suppress it in the face of a lifeless gray mist. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He needs to break through, the first breakthrough after the fusion of power, to integrate all the bits and pieces again, and make his prison mine to the next level. Only in this way can Zimmerman be suppressed.

Caesar began to force himself, and only by using all his strength to wander on the edge of the limit could he find an opportunity to break through the limit.

Blue lightning flickered again, enveloping Caesar's body.

With the power of the Hell, Caesar took the initiative to attack Zimmerman for the first time.

Caesar stretched out his right hand, and out of thin air, a spear appeared in his hand.

Caesar held the spear of lightning and stabbed at Zimmerman.

Zimmerman instinctively felt that even if he took the shot hard, it probably wouldn't be better. He forced his way out of the way, twisted around, and dodged the shot.

Caesar's eyes radiated light, and his spear swept through, and the attack continued.

This was Zimmerman's first dodge, and it could be seen that he was still on guard against Caesar, who was trying his best.

The attack of the lightning spear was immense, and every thrust, every sweep, was accompanied by thunder in the sky. Caesar held Zimmerman down in a rare way.

The tutors and students outside the barrier watched nervously as the development in the ring began, and when Caesar suppressed Zimmerman, everyone subconsciously swallowed their saliva, and watched with some stunned eyes as the two of them came and went, lightning and thunder.

The gray in Zimmerman's eyes was suddenly swallowed by a blood-red glow, and a smile welled up on his cheeks again.

Here it comes!

Caesar knew that the other party would not be willing to be suppressed like this. He had always felt that he hadn't given it his all.

And now, the sudden invisible pressure made Caesar subconsciously retreat, and at the same time, the spear in his hand flashed, turning into a javelin. Caesar spun his javelin, aimed at his target, and suddenly threw it out.

The javelin slashed through the air, and with a roar, the javelin pierced Zimmerman's chest.

Zimmerman, pinned to the ground by the powerful inertia, still grinned.

He looked at Caesar not far away, and his eyes were red.

Caesar knew that this monster was not so easy to deal with, and in a flash of lightning, he once again condensed a spear and held it in his hand.

Zimmerman was pinned to the ground, but his body suddenly began to release those gray mist.

The thick mist poured out little by little, and the javelin of the prison mine that pierced his chest slowly melted under the gray mist.

The mist poured out and settled around Zimmerman's body.

And what happened next was a surprise to everyone present.

The gray mist no longer spreads around, but floats up and down Zimmerman's body.

Suddenly a red glow began to flicker in the mist, and these red rays stretched out. In the gray mist, the red light spread like blood, splitting apart like blood vessels.

These "blood vessels" suddenly began to beat, and as the red light flowed through them, they beat vigorously one after another.

Soon, the traits of human faces poked out of the gray mist, and each face showed a painful expression.

Zimmerman walked towards Caesar step by step, and the faces began to wail in pain.

The wails overlapped, turning the drill ground into a living hell.

The students on the side soon couldn't stand these desperate wails and reached out to plug their ears.

But blocking their ears did not stop the wails from pouring into their heads, and the wails kept ringing, and the less powerful students had begun to show symptoms of coma.

"Hurry, protect the students and evacuate, hurry up, get the students out of here!"

The instructors sensed that something was wrong and immediately commanded the convoy and began to evacuate the students.

The scene was suddenly a mess.

Caesar frowned equally when these wails rang out. But fortunately, his mental strength is not weak, at least far exceeding Zimmerman's original mental strength.

Although Zimmerman's abilities have improved by leaps and bounds since he became this walking corpse, he can't achieve an infinite improvement for no reason. Zimmerman's foundation is there, and there is still a limit to how much he can improve. At least in terms of mental power, Caesar is completely worthy of Zimmerman in this state.

The faces of the gray mist didn't stop there, they wailed in pain as they writhed to break free from the gray mist.

Slowly, the human face broke free from the gray mist, and one after the other dragged long red "blood vessels" to float in the air.

Caesar knew that an attack was coming.

Sure enough, after those faces floated in the air, they flocked to Caesar as if they had received a unified order.

Pained expressions poured towards Caesar, whose faces were fangs and claws at this moment, wanting to bite Caesar's body.

Caesar wielded his spear and scattered face after face.

But these faces seemed to be indestructible, and even if they were scattered by the spear, the gray mist that had been dispersed could quickly merge back together, and after turning around, it bit Caesar again.

Caesar wielded his spear, and from time to time the lightning lit up, and as the spear swam, the blue light illuminated half of the sky.

However, these people were so embarrassed that they kept biting Caesar, making him tired of coping.

Faces from all directions quickly buried Caesar in it.

Caesar felt nothing but corrosive power coming from every part of his body, where he had been bitten in the face.

Once a person's face bites a person, it will not let go, as if it were grown on a person's body.

Fortunately, Caesar turned the prison mine into armor and attached it to the surface of his body, effectively preventing the spread of corrosion, and with this hand, he should be able to hold out for a while.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Caesar was wrapped in the middle of those terrifying human faces, and the gray human faces quickly swallowed Caesar's figure, turning into a huge sarcoma.

The sarcoma is connected to countless "blood vessels", which are constantly beating with the flickering of red light.

Nicole on the side, with her light attribute that can get rid of all impurities, struggled to support in the midst of the spiritual attacks that were full of wails.

When she saw Caesar swallowed up little by little by his face, she cried out in a heart-rending voice:

"No—"

Mentor Winnie grabbed Nicole and tried to take her away from the training ground. How could Nicole leave Caesar, she struggled to rush to Caesar, but was stopped by the barrier.

Nicole slaps against the barrier, but there is nothing she can do, she despairs of her incompetence.

In the eyes of everyone, she has always been the pride of the sky, with an amazing talent for magic. Her level has increased with her cultivation, but she has lived under care all year round and does not understand the meaning of battle. She has no magic power but it is difficult to use it, and every time she can only watch the person she likes fall into danger but cannot do anything.

Little by little, this frustration consumed her heart.

"No—"

Nicole cried hoarsely again, raining pear blossoms, heartbreaking.

And in the center of the ring, there was no movement in the "sarcoma".