Shirley's way of fighting is the same as ever.

Simple, brutal, effective, with a sense of freedom and freedom of the heavenly dog - in the whistling sound of iron chains, all beings are equal.

The strange figure jumping through the shadows didn't seem to have thought that the "summoner girl" with a ghostly demon in front of her was essentially a melee - according to normal thinking, it was definitely the right choice to close the distance and engage in hand-to-hand combat at the first time when you saw the spellcasting class, but after closing the distance, you suddenly found that the spellcaster on the opposite side took out the meteor hammer, so the scene that Duncan had seen was played out again:

The chain creaked, Shirley smashed it down, and the black shadow was hit on the spot, making a loud "bang", and almost flew upside down with a whistle!

With a "boom", the figure was smashed directly into a nearby building that had not been extinguished, bringing up a cloud of rising smoke and sparks, and then there was no movement.

"That's it?" The battle went smoothly unexpectedly, and even Shirley herself didn't react, she looked into the distance while holding a dog in one hand, her face full of vigilance, "How do I feel ...... hand?"

Before she could finish speaking, the dog's exclamation suddenly sounded from the other end of the chain: "Be careful! ”

Shirley's muscles tensed suddenly, and in the next second, she finally noticed that the shadow at her feet had somehow become a little thicker than just now, and then, a blurred "whip" that could not see the outline could not be seen shot out of the shadows!

The long black whip came straight to Shirley's neck with a vicious cracking sound, and the latter suddenly dodged back at the last moment, but was still whipped on the arm by it, and blood splattered everywhere.

Shirley "tsk", she didn't care about the pain, she quickly retreated, only to see that part of her shadow was left in place, and the strange tall and thin man with an umbrella quickly emerged from the shadow, and she also saw clearly what the "long whip" that hit her was - it was actually a "limb" extending from the hem of the other party's clothes!

The shadow seemed to be wrapped in a thick smoke, and the wriggling and deformed flesh inside was constantly rolling, as if it was in a constant state of decay and rebirth, looking disgusting and creepy.

Shirley only glanced at the tentacle limb and felt a wave of nausea welling up in her heart, and the next moment, she heard the strange man with the umbrella let out a low, muffled grunt, and the strange "limbs" extending from the hem of his clothes turned into long whips and pounced on her face again.

She subconsciously lifted the chain in her hand and was about to pick up Ah Dog again, but at this moment, a faint green flame suddenly appeared on the edge of her vision.

The moment this faint green flame appeared, she noticed that the tall and thin figure on the opposite side suddenly froze, as if some kind of instinctive fear suddenly restrained his movements, and the next moment, the figure quickly retreated, and the thick black smoke surged under the black umbrella, and a low and faint roar continued to come from it, and the green flame stream almost spread along the edge of the smoke, and in the faint light of the spirit fire, the black smoke under the big umbrella was reflected in a bleak color.

Shirley subconsciously glanced in the direction where Duncan was, and she saw that the other party was just standing quietly in place, but the phantom-like flames continued to spread around it, and wherever the flames went, whether it was the surrounding buildings or the sparks floating in the air, even the silhouettes of the buildings in the distance began to gradually be dyed with a layer of dark green!

It's like some kind of spreading plague, and everywhere that strange flame goes, everything is gradually being infected!

That's the power of this big shot? Or is it just the tip of the iceberg of his power?!

Shirley was shocked in her heart, but she didn't have time to think about it, the attacker who was quickly retreating had obviously been suppressed and shocked by the spiritual fire in the surrounding environment, and in line with the principle that she couldn't keep her hands in a fight, Shirley took advantage of the opponent's weakness to pick up the chain in her hand again, and smashed the dog on the attacker with all her strength!

Shirley felt as if she had hit a puddle of rotten flesh, and she saw that the figure with the black umbrella was directly smashed by herself, and with a disgusting tearing sound, the black "coat" of the thing was torn apart, and several amorphous, smoke-wrapped pieces of flesh fell out of the clothes, and then began to run all over the ground as if each had its own will, and continued to split into smaller pieces as it went.

Countless overlapping shrill chirps came from inside each fragment!

It was an absolutely horrific and bizarre spectacle - blackened and twisted alien limbs were torn apart, wriggling, splitting, and fleeing in the embered streets, screaming so sharp that they seemed to pierce the sanity of mortals, and as the pieces continued to split, more and more, more and more weird, and finally, it seemed as if the whole world was filled with the piercing screams of "them"!

For the first time since the start of the fight, Shirley felt creepy, clenching the chains in her hands, not knowing how to use her accustomed "tactics" against the screaming shards that were still splitting and wriggling, but she soon noticed that the torn pieces had no intention of continuing the fight - they were fleeing in unison.

Fleeing the green flames that are still spreading.

Now they had split into hundreds of fragments, wriggling around the streets like black swarms, frantically fleeing towards the far end of the street through the cracks of the green flames, and some of them were constantly "captured" by the nearby spirit fires - just a careless touch, or just a little spark, and the flames immediately spread over them, burning them through in an instant!

But this burning was not the end, but only the beginning—the fragments burned by the spirit fire did not die, but suddenly turned around and began to hunt, attack, and gnaw at the fragments of flesh that had not escaped the fire and had not been touched by the green flames.

Everything happened very quickly, almost half a minute, half of the fragments of flesh scattered and fleeing on the street had been incinerated by the spirit fire, those flesh and blood fragments eroded by the green flame were preying on the "compatriots" of the previous second, and a faint green wall of fire had closed at the end of the street, completely blocking all escape routes.

The fire had become a hunting ground, and the thousands of fragments that had split from the body of the same black-clad assailant had become a swarm of death-fighting insects, and the continuous screams had finally subsided, replaced by more eerie sounds—

It was the sound of chewing that spread all over the street.

The attacker tried to disintegrate and flee, and now he has become a feast for himself.

Shirley felt goosebumps pop up all over her body, and she could feel the dog shivering too, she shivered slightly in the hot ash street, but the next second, she felt a warm hand pressed against her shoulder.

"Don't be afraid," Duncan whispered to Shirley, "bugs are the most afraid of fire." ”

Shirley's shoulders shook, and an extremely strange feeling appeared in her heart, the peace of mind that was favored and comforted by a powerful presence and the creepy feeling of being stared at by something indescribable were mixed at the same time, and she boldly glanced up at Duncan next to her, only to see that the other party was frowning.

"It's a little disgusting," Duncan said to Shirley from the bottom of his heart, looking at the "swarm" that was preying on each other, "I didn't expect it to be like this." ”

Who believes!

"Indeed...... Indeed......" Shirley said very cowardly that she believed it, and whatever the big guy said was what it was, "It's a little disgusting......"

"It's almost over." Duncan said in a slightly relaxed tone.

It's almost over.

The sound of fire and predation in the streets was gradually subduing, and both predators and predators were finally running out of life and turning into piles of ashes scattered in the wind, and the strange attackers were reduced to nothingness, and the scattered spirit fire was beginning to converge and subside.

Shirley didn't finally swallow until this time, she looked at the small scattered piles of ashes, and boldly asked, "...... It's over? ”

Duncan shook his head: "...... Not necessarily. ”

Shirley looked at Duncan in surprise and confusion, only to see that the other man was walking forward, and the last piece of shard from the attacker came out of the nearby ash heap, the amorphous abominable flesh staggering and wriggling, it seemed to want to escape, but it only had just a few steps to squirm before stopping.

Duncan stopped in front of the shard, bent over, a little green flame darting between his fingers.

"I've heard a lot of horror and bizarre stories, and these stories have taught me a lesson," Duncan said slowly, explaining to Shirley, "if you suddenly discover that your enemy has the ability to split, then you'd better assume that the first enemy you encounter is just a schism—always assume that there's an ontology hiding behind the splinter to make a sequel to the crappy authors." ”

With a flick of his fingertips, he lit the green flame on the surface of the last piece of shard.

"I don't really like sequels, and I don't like that there is an inexplicable body hidden behind the scenes, and I have to wait until the protagonists are paralyzed and careless before jumping out of the knife man."

The green flame burned violently, and the filthy splinter shuddered, and then a number of insect-like structures sprouted at the bottom of it, supporting it to staggering to its feet.

Duncan slowly stood up, silently staring at the last remaining pieces of the attacker.

"Go home and bring my gifts."

(End of chapter)