Torres stood halfway up the slope and rushed upwards without looking back, leaving only one obsession in his heart that inspired him, "Never fail to live up to everyone's expectations, you must climb that tower and destroy the Count's heart!"

His martial arts skills are very average, but he is very proficient in escaping, especially after learning Antonio's lightning through the clouds. Therefore, it only took him a few breaths to rush to the top of the mountain and came to the bottom of the Spiritualist Tower.

He raised his head and looked at the towering magic tower, which seemed to sway slightly with the mountain wind. Then turn your heart sideways and prepare to start climbing, going up to the top of the tower and plucking the heart of the demon king.

He glanced at his feet and saw that the fighting under the mountain was becoming more and more intense, and the situation was gradually becoming worse. The first layer of defense built by the second general is in jeopardy, and it feels like it will be buried by the black shadows that will flood in at any moment; Aiminga has already run out of magic, and after strengthening herself with divine magic, she begins to wield her staff in hand-to-hand combat; Elena has also finished shooting, picking up the elven dagger and piercing back and forth, desperately holding on to the paper-like defense. The red yarn and the yellow yarn turned into two giant bats, roaring again and again, constantly blocking the leaky eyes of the defense, but unfortunately the clones were weak and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger.

"McGinn, hurry down to help, they need you!" Torres exclaimed, anxious. The little monkey hesitated for a moment in his eyes, but still grabbed his shirt and refused to let go, and said with a wry smile in his heart: "I'm more worried about the safety of your stupid boy." ”

"Let it go!" Torres shook his heart and pulled him past him, throwing it straight down the hill. McGinn roared in the air, but he still respected his friend's will, and on the way down, he turned into a giant ape and flew towards Arnold and them.

"Bang!" The behemoth dozens of meters high slammed to the ground, pounding its chest and rushing into the enemy group, and the two huge slaps waved impermeable to the wind, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, knocking the black shadow warriors out without any obstacles. The other party was like a lamb to the slaughter, turning into a mass of loose sand in a flock, and rising far into the sky.

The tide began to turn, and the adventurers began to feel less stressed and had the opportunity to take turns resting. Eminga sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting a divine comedy in her mouth, bathing herself in divine grace and quickly replenishing her magical energy, while Elena gasped for breath as she wandered around, collecting arrows scattered on the ground and ready for reuse.

The second general was finally exhausted, sweating profusely, and retreated backwards, temporarily withdrawing from the battle group. The Ai sisters shouted in unison, and the arrows and fireballs flew towards the enemy group as if they were not fatal.

Torres looked nervously down as he climbed the Tower of Spiritualism. When he found that everyone was temporarily resisting the tide of attack, a big stone in his heart finally landed.

He raised his head and looked at the towering Soul Tower, and found that with his slow pace, it was estimated that he would not be able to reach the top of the tower in half a day.

"Gotta do it!" he sighed, muttering the key to lightning through the clouds. Then he let go of his hands, kicked his legs hard against the rock and wood supports, lifted his breath and leaped up high into the air, and leapt forward.

The person was in the air, and his breath was gone, and the other foot took a big step upwards again. In this way, he felt as light as a swallow, and he could not whisper at the same speed as he had just now.

"Master, Arnold, you wait for me!" The blonde boy was so ambitious that he flew on the tower with his hands and feet, and strode towards the top of the tower. At this moment, several crisp chirps rang out from the sky, and dozens of black strange birds pierced through the clouds, with sharp claws and cold beaks, and swooped towards them.

Torres was horrified, and slammed two meters to the right, grazing the spurt they had dodged on their wings. The opponent misses a blow, and his body flappes his wings slightly obliquely, and after going around a big circle, he pounces again, and he will not stop until he reaches his goal.

"Your sister!" Torres exclaimed involuntarily in the air, unable to avoid it.

......

He Jinshui wandered in the darkness, feeling the looming evil energy. As he looked around, he quietly unleashed the Silver Moon Spider, allowing it to quietly hide in the darkness, quickly condensing the cobweb filaments on one side.

A sharp object protruded faintly above his head, which was the other party's huge head. He stood upside down on top of the rock cave and quietly moved to the top of the otaku's head, smiling strangely at the corners of his mouth, and then disappeared again, slowly appearing in a shadow behind him.

Dead silent, dark, silent, the vampire once again took on the form of a human, holding two sharp fanged daggers and stabbing them in the back of the heart. He was fully confident that if he stabbed the other party with the vampire thorn in his hand, the venom hidden inside would be sprayed out instantly, and once he was in his body, even the dragon would not be spared.

Just as the dagger was about to be inserted into the back of the heart, He Jinshui suddenly bent over and bent his knees, stroked his crotch with his backhand, and shouted loudly: "The monkey steals the peach!"

Unexpectedly, he only fished out a hand of air, and he didn't even catch a single hair, "This can't be!" He was furious, roared and used the dragon grip, grabbed the opponent's chest and raised it high, regardless of the opponent's roar and struggle, pushed it to the golden mountain, poured the jade pillar and flattened it hard, and slammed it on the knee. There was a "click", and the vampire count's waist made a crisp sound, as if his waist was broken.

"Die!" he didn't stop, his hands forcefully split the other into two parts, but not a single blood spilled out. The stumps at both ends disappeared in an instant, turning into countless bats and escaping far away.

The vampire count's face was full of anger, and it condensed again, glaring at the otaku. He Jinshui only felt that his scalp was numb, and his heart was anxious. He discovers, as Shalaman says, that it is difficult to kill the other person no matter what, unless it destroys his heart.

"Brother is not accompanied, bye-bye!" he laughed maniacally, and rushed up the steps with vigorous steps. I thought to myself that since it would be difficult to kill him, I would simply meet up with my teammates first, find the heart, and then come to find his bad luck.

"Spit it out all that eats me, don't even think about running away regardless of victory or defeat!" The other party's eyes rolled with a strange expression, and suddenly threw out a strange shackle, as if invisible, flying on the otaku's head with a faint light, and silently disappeared into the other party's body.

"What is it?" He Jinshui was shocked, looking left and right to inspect his body, and found that he was not injured at all, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

"God is chattering, there is a disease, you have to be cured!" he scolded and spat out, and went up the stairs again, seeing that he was about to rush out of the hole.

At this moment, a change abruptly appeared. He found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take a step ahead, as if something was an invisible wall that restricted his departure.

"It tastes good to be shackled in war!" said the vampire Count, sticking his tongue around his lips and triumphantly, "Don't even think of leaving unless one of us dies!" )