Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Soul Falls (6)
A large amount of dust floated in the air, hiding Ivan's figure, and the spirit of the secret realm had no doubt that if Ivan had no backhand, he would definitely not be able to resist the attack he had just made.
"Hmm" The spirit of the secret realm was shocked, as if he had seen something that surprised him.
The windless closed hall was gradually subsided, and the ground was scorched black, sunken into a hole, and the cracks in the tunnels were like broken realms distributed on the ground made of gold and stone slabs.
A two-meter-tall puppet soldier with golden armor all over his body, the golden scale armor with carved patterns reflected dazzling brilliance, stood steadily in the pit. Behind the puppet soldiers, Ivan was still unscathed, and he couldn't find a single scar.
"Puppet soldiers? No, the puppet soldier's breath can't be so strange. The spirit of the secret realm looked at the puppet soldier guarding in front of Ivan, it was not surprised by the appearance of this puppet soldier, how could the students who entered the secret realm to explore and hunt for treasures not prepare a few hole cards, let alone Ivan, a descendant of a legendary old monster in the academy.
"Is this your hole card? Hmph, while I'm not sure if this thing is a puppet or something else, how many times will it protect you? a day, two days?" the Spirit of the Secret Realm raised his voice.
"It's true that this puppet can't protect me for long, but how much better can your situation be than mine, and how long can you stop the erosion of the necromantic realm?And I think this magic array existed for at least three thousand years, and the power must have been more than a little bit before three thousand years, and the destruction of this magic array by time has greatly reduced its power, and how much starting energy can be left?" Ivan, who was standing behind the puppet soldier, calmly analyzed.
And as Ivan analyzed it little by little, the face of the spirit of the secret realm became darker and darker, although the face of the crow was originally black.
Damn, that kid ****** guessed correctly, this magic array is a consumable magic array, when the master buried nine energy magic crystals in the ground, it is the most powerful one in the master's entire ancient tomb, and one blow can definitely solve a high-level mage during the peak period. But for a long period of three thousand years, it is possible to grind a ninth-order archmage to death, let alone just a magic array arranged by a ninth-order archmage.
And as that kid said, how long can he stop the erosion of the Necromantic Realm, its power has become weaker and weaker, and the control of the entire secret realm, I'm afraid that only the Yin Puppet City and this ancient tomb are left, and time is running out.
"Either way, it's enough to solve you. "Although the spirit of the secret realm is already extremely bitter in his heart, the momentum on his mouth is still not weak.
The magic array in the hall trembled again, the speed of extracting energy from the ground became faster and faster, dozens of energy arrows condensed again, and the energy fluctuations on the arrows were even more terrifying than just now.
Ivan didn't panic at all, the puppet soldier in front of him, the golden ruthless pupils suddenly lit up, and the terrifying silver fighting spirit that was pure and solid burst out from him, the silver light was shining, and the actual fighting spirit didn't know how much purer than Ivan's pale silver fighting energy.
"The Golden Bell of the Angry Buddha"
The puppet soldier burst into a low voice, his voice was a little jerky and awkward, as if he had just learned, and the puppet soldier's sterling silver fighting spirit instantly formed into a thick golden bell phantom, covering Ivan's surroundings.
The golden bell rotated slowly, and the fish, insects, feathers, mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees on the bell seemed to represent the most real world, and an ancient atmosphere rushed out.
The energy arrows were like moths to the fire, all of them slammed into the slowly rotating golden bell, and a roar was heard, and the huge explosion sound made people deaf in both ears.
Bursts of qi waves from the impact of energy directly dispersed the dust floating in the air, and the golden bell was still slowly rotating, and there was no other damage on the surface of the body except for the dim light, and the powerful defense power was eye-catching.
Is this the last transformation of the old ghost? It is really powerful, so that the consciousness of the active metal can learn martial arts like a human, and even the fighting spirit can be cultivated, but I don't know how the old ghost made the puppet soldiers, whose minds are inferior to human babies, learn so many things in such a short period of time.
"Fighting skills, how can a puppet learn to fight qi, how is this possible?" The spirit of the secret realm looked shocked, as if he couldn't believe that what he saw in his eyes was true.
Puppets are involuntary objects, lifeless, and even if they are known for their magic, alchemy, at most, before they are made into puppets, they input martial arts to form an instinct. For example, the alchemy product that Andrew took out in the swamp of death, the bloody doll, has mastered at most one set of Imperial Army-style martial arts, and there is no possibility of improvement in the martial arts.
And the puppet soldier in front of him, the pure silver fighting spirit on his body, and the advanced martial arts that have not been practiced for a long time, none of them show that this puppet has an independent consciousness and can learn and progress. But how is this possible, how can a puppet have intelligence, unless this puppet is an undead creature, but how can an undead creature be so weak.
"Boy, don't be too complacent, even if I can't kill you, I won't be able to get your blood, but you can't escape from this tomb at all, and don't forget, with the erosion of the secret realm by the necromantic realm, this secret realm will be occupied by the creatures of the necromantic realm, and finally trapped to withstand the oppression between the spaces, completely collapsed, and at that time, you will die here with me." The spirit of the secret realm didn't want to drag it out any longer, so he said frankly.
This is indeed a troublesome problem, if it weren't for the reminder of the spirit of the secret realm, Ivan really ignored it, his purpose was not to deal with the spirit of the secret realm here at all, but to escape from this ancient tomb, and in the process of escaping, if possible, to seek some benefits.
"You don't want to die, is this good, let's each take a step back, what about you, you just need to take out a drop of blood, I, I can assure you, after my master gets your body, he will never devour your soul. And after my master is resurrected, you can not only become a disciple of my master, but you can even teach you the forbidden technique of rebirth of the mother and son, you should also know the terrible rebirth technique of the mother and child, after you learn it, you can have any identity you want, even His Majesty the Emperor. Looking at Ivan with a distressed expression, the spirit of the secret realm was overjoyed, trying to impress him with the beautiful blueprint of the future in his words.
"It is undeniable that I am very excited, after all, no one can ignore death, you" Ivan's words suddenly stopped, because a thin old hand had reached his neck, the old hand seemed thin, but Ivan, a first-order samurai, could not hold a trace and firmly control his life.
"You still shoot. Ivan didn't show any surprise in his tone, as if this had been expected by him.