After all, the dragon relief is not a living body, it has no breath and vitality, and it is not reliable to rely on the mind to capture the state, and it is only accurate with the eyes.

"Whew!" On the other side, the dragon relief that was bound by the Tower of Babel let out a wild cry full of rage, especially when it saw its companion being overwhelmed by the skill, and the sound of abandonment was even louder.

Art ignored the dragon relief on the side, still staring at the metal smoke in front of him with his eyes tightly, according to the coercion exerted by the Tower of Babel now, the dragon statue could not attack for the time being, and it would take two or three minutes for the dragon statue to wave its arms.

To be honest, although the situation is developing in a good direction now, but Yate's brows are not half relaxed, his spiritual power consumption is too large, and the speed of spiritual power consumed to maintain this strength of coercion is not ordinarily fast, plus the control of the body and the release of powerful skills at the same time, now there are about three layers of spiritual power left in Yate's body.

The remaining thirty percent of the spiritual power is also rapidly consumed in order to maintain the power of the Tower of Babel, if his skills do not cause effective damage to the dragon relief in front of him, then things are quite bad.

Arter does not yet have a high-level potion that can be used by ninth-order peak professionals, and for things like resources, Arter has left the rest to Starling to take care of, except for some of his own original ones.

In this situation, it is impossible for Starling to spare time to hand him the potion, once the spiritual power is exhausted, the only different method is the cornucopia of spiritual gathering skills, but it can only be done about two to three times faster than Tuna, and the recovery speed of this spiritual power is already quite slow for the battle.

Fortunately, this incident did not happen, and the moment the metal smoke cleared, Art saw silver-white metal fragments all over the ground. And the largest piece of metal is no more than the size of a fist.

"Is it dead?" Art stared at the shards in front of him, breathing a sigh of relief, and turned his gaze to the other side, now that one dragon statue had been solved, it was time for the next one.

As soon as he turned around, Art suddenly thought of something. The hairs on his whole body exploded, and he turned his head violently, and once again landed on the metal fragments behind him, his eyes searching carefully.

"No core? Art's pupils shrank, and his face showed a hint of horror, there was nothing else on the ground except for metal fragments, not even the energy and magic array core that a puppet should have!

The core is an important part of supplying the golem's energy and keeping the golem functioning, and a golem without a core is like a creature without a heart. It's impossible to move at all, this is the cognition of all professions on the original continent, and now, this puppet has no core?

If there is no core, how does a relief made of metal move?

Art's scalp was a little numb, the methods of this ruin far exceeded their current knowledge, it is very likely that this method was preserved from antiquity, but it was lost for some reason. With Art's current understanding of these things, it is far from enough to explain this phenomenon.

"Wait!" Art was horrified. The keen eye clearly caught a wisp of white tobacco from the sky above the metal fragment, not just a metal fragment, almost every metal fragment emitted a white mist on it.

His instincts told him that the statue would move, and that it was inextricably linked to the white mist.

And these white mist are still rising, and the traces of mist are beginning to condense rapidly. And quickly condensed into a huge form.

The shape of this white object is more than four feet tall and translucent, exactly like the previous dragon relief!

"This is a dragon soul?!" Art's eyes widened, and he had a look of disbelief, Dragon Soul. As the name suggests, it is the soul body of the dragon, and he has heard of it before, there is a kind of puppet that can integrate the soul of a monster or the soul of a professional into it.

In this way, the created puppet can retain the intelligence and combat instinct of life, and it can be said that it is far more powerful than the purely created puppet, and it is closer to the living thing.

But even if it's a dragon soul, at most, it's just to make the metal body move, and it shouldn't have any combat power, if you want to have such a strong combat power, you also need a powerful energy body to do it, and there are no fragments of the energy body in these fragments!

"Human, you dare to destroy my body, unforgivable!" The four-foot tall dragon soul suspended in the air let out an angry roar, spitting out human words, and two lines of white qi continued to exhale from its nostrils.

However, Ya Te did not take the dragon soul's words to heart, but turned his head to look at the dragon on the other side.

There is no carrier alone, only a single soul is not aggressive, this point Art knows very well in his heart, his master is a divine soul, and the soul's attack method is nothing more than the power and coercion accumulated in life, if there is no accumulated strength, it is impossible to cause lethality to professionals of the same level.

Master Yate uses the divine crystal as the carrier to accumulate the power before his death, so he can have combat power, and temporarily lend his combat power to Yate, but the dragon soul in front of him does not have a carrier to accumulate energy, so there is no need to be afraid at all.

Art only stared at the dragon relief in front of him, which was bound by the power of the Tower of Babel, his face was very ugly, and now his own spiritual power was only one layer left, which was not enough to launch the next wave of attacks.

At the current rate consumed by the Tower of Babel, in another 10 minutes at most, his spiritual power will be completely exhausted.

And his current spiritual power is simply unable to deal with the dragon relief in front of him.

"I'll talk to you!" The dragon soul let out a violent roar, and seemed to be very annoyed by Art's ignorance, and a fierce aura rose up, which was the coercion from the depths of the dragon soul.

But what is coercion to Art? Now Arter is already a ninth-order peak professional, and with the blessing of the light of wisdom and the increase of the will of heaven, and has experienced the experience in the sea of blood, his mind is naturally extremely powerful.

Art still ignored the dragon soul's clamour, jokingly, even the dragon soul was no match for him when he had an entity, let alone lost his body.

Ya deliberately read through his body, sensing the battle situation in the entire clearing, and now his only recourse was which group could end the battle quickly and come to his aid, or spare a short time to hand him the blue potion that he could use. (To be continued.) )