"Damn! It seems that this is the only way to go! Eat me, one move, magic energy, flame hell, kill whirlwind, spiral, pitch black, thunder, roar, cannon seven styles! ”

Zhou Ke'er looked at Long Aotian who was approaching quickly, so he had to raise his right hand to face him, shouting the name of the improvised blind break as a deterrent, but in fact, he just used the special effect of the ring to slow down Long Aotian's speed.

"It's!"

Long Aotian felt his speed suddenly stagnate, and couldn't help but subconsciously exclaim.

"I didn't expect that! Do you know how powerful my stellar cooling cannon is? ”

Zhou Ke'er saw Long Aotian's surprised appearance for a moment, and immediately laughed back arrogantly.

"It wasn't like this just now, hey! And why is the name suddenly so shorter, hey! ”

Hearing this, the cold rabbit couldn't help but blurt out and complain.

"Only smart people can modify the name of a skill, you know a hammer?!"

Zhou Keer rolled her eyes and replied in her busy schedule.

Just as Long Aotian was slowed down by Zhou Ke'er, he saw a figure suddenly emerge from the smoke raised, it was Drake, although she was forced to bear several explosions on her front, and the clothes on her body were a little torn to the point that the spring was gone, but she didn't look injured.

"Insult to the way of the sword, unforgivable!"

Draco's already cold face showed irrepressible anger, and he immediately drew his sword again and sprinted towards Long Aotian.

Long Aotian saw that Draco was rushing towards him, and he was in a state of being slowed down at this time, and it seemed that there was no conventional means to deal with the current situation for a while, so he immediately stopped, looked at Drake, who was getting closer and closer, and gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You can actually force the perfect me to such a point, you can be proud!" But don't think that's all I have to do, it's still far from it! I didn't want to use this trick...."

However, in the face of Long Aotian's words, Drake did not have the slightest intention of stopping, but moved faster under his feet, and in just a few breaths, he had already jumped in front of Long Aotian, raising his sword and wanting to stab.

And Zhou Ke'er naturally took the opportunity to hide behind Cynthia, used Cynthia to block herself, took advantage of her tongue, and used trash talk to interfere with Long Aotian, "Yo! Lord Long, you are such a great official! It's a heifer with a bra, one set after another, but now it's not a matter of putting your hands in your pants, is it over? ”

“... The Song of Saya..."

Long Aotian didn't pay attention to Zhou Ke'er, who had a foul mouth, but just watched Drake's sword stab into his body, and then whispered a few words unhurriedly.

If it weren't for Zhou Keer's good ears, she almost wouldn't have heard it.

At the same time as his words fell, there was a kind of sound that was difficult to express in words, as if it was a chaotic and chaotic sound, but inexplicably like a sound that conformed to the rhythm of some kind of chanting and prayer, or in the words of Long Aotian himself, what he called a "song", which was obviously just a sound, but it seemed to be as viscous as a substance, as if it was slowly creeping and wriggling in the air.

After hearing this, boundless blood and disgusting, wriggling pieces seemed to emerge in front of people's eyes.

Such a voice came out of Long Aotian's body without warning, originally only a very subtle, stumbling volume, but in the blink of an eye, it became as if it was whispering in his ear.

The coffee that was still affected in the distance almost caused the entire undead to disperse directly, not to mention Draco, who was the closest to Long Aotian in the first place.

For a moment, she felt as if her brain had been hit hard, as if something invisible had directly penetrated into her spirit and raged, and it was difficult to even control her movements, so she instinctively let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, and then staggered back several steps, as if she was looking directly at some extremely terrifying existence, and couldn't help but tremble.

"I was originally... Really, really, you don't want to use this trick, I said, you guys are really proud enough to force me to this point. ”

Long Aotian's voice was so strange that it seemed as if it had been stripped from this world by some unknown energy, subtle and heavy, but it seemed to appear directly in everyone's ears, like the sound of a TV snowflake screen, full of noisy and disgusting grain.

"This can lead to some unpredictable, long-term forbidden skills, not only will I lower the upper limit of my sanity value, but it will also potentially attract the prying eyes of more strange beings, and... On top of that, it would make my perfect appearance so ugly and disgusting. ”

As Long Aotian's living voice fell, his entire appearance became distorted, and countless pieces of skin and flesh flowed down as if they had melted, like a pile of wriggling, stacked pieces of flesh, almost difficult to maintain even a human form, so that those who saw it couldn't help but be affected spiritually.

Zhou Ke'er looked at the other people who had unconsciously fallen down, and scratched his head with a little embarrassment, although Long Aotian's current appearance is a little weird, but in the end, the demonized Wu Ziqi who has not yet been on the module is very energetic, and it is estimated that the threat is far lower than that of Wu Ziqi, if Zhou Keer still has a pseudo-god godhead who can be liberated, it is like grinding him and playing, but unfortunately there is no more, so he is very angry.

And... He didn't feel anything when he looked at Long Aotian's appearance, and he didn't even take away his sanity value, probably because the source of alienation in Zhou Ke'er's body was working.

Long Aotian didn't say anything more, but slowly squirmed towards Zhou Ke'er, Zhou Ke'er took two seconds to think about the comparison between the strength of the enemy and me, and then began to think about how to die more decently.

Well... Sure enough, it's still suicide, right? The rest of the magic can still summon Nether Claws a few times, but you can use your skull hand to cut your wrists or something... Wouldn't it be too sad? It hurts to think about it. Blunt knife cuts arteries... Playing the piano with the great arteries...

Hey, it's absolutely not going to work, it's too painful, it's so embarrassing!

Just when Zhou Keer was thinking about how to commit suicide, the system prompt suddenly rang.

[Main quest target: Brave (Osaka Taiga) has been detected, and has lost vital signs.] 】

[Judgment on whether to survive or not...]

[Judgment Result: The Brave (Osaka Taiga) has lost his vital signs and has been polluted by unknown energy, and the success rate of resurrection magic is zero, and he is judged to be dead]

[Mission failed...]

[The module is being settled...]

[The player is about to exit the mod.] 】

[Countdown: 6... 5...】

"Nope! Never!! ”

Long Aotian saw this series of system prompts that came at a very timely time, and immediately roared in shock, and suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Zhou Ke'er desperately.