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Chapter 163 Verustila, attack

"It's been three days, when are we going to take action?" Foss asked.

"Indeed, since you have to rely on combat to familiarize yourself with strength and kill enemies to help recover the fragments, wouldn't it be pointless to fight enemies with no morale?" Stella asked.

Nim looked at the sky again. Clayman's Harpy was still above the clouds, but it wasn't something that needed special attention.

"...I originally hoped to give them a good time when they are exhausted." Verustila shook his head and said, "Sorry, maybe I am too naive, maybe people with good spirits are more valuable.

.let's go."

Verustila stood up and walked towards the enemy camp - from the front.

This was also subconscious for her. After that, she filled in the monster personality left by Crounpis to complete herself. The setting of Zashiki Warashi is a good child with high human friendliness.

"That's right, the battle should be conducted openly and openly!" Stella eagerly followed up.

But Lin Xian suddenly touched her neck with a hand knife, making her freeze.

"There are many people who do whatever it takes to win. Be careful, there is no point in dying." Lin Xian said.

"Come with me over there." Lin Xian pointed in the direction of the most gorgeous tent in the enemy camp.

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"Someone is approaching from the front! Everyone, get to your fighting position!"

The knight on guard spotted the girl in red approaching, but the appearance of the monster must not be judged by its appearance, so he immediately made battle arrangements.

However, the thunder was thundering and it was raining heavily. The most basic early warning method had no effect. Even so, a team of hundreds of knights nearby quickly formed a formation to attack the monsters. Their strength was higher than that of B-level adventurers, and they were also

That is, they are stronger than the outstanding instructors of a college that cultivates adventurers like the Free Academy and the assessor class of a guild.

They possess skills that are more powerful than those of ordinary knights, and they are all skilled in combat.

"Excuse me. If you don't resist, I can give you a happy one, please." Verustila bowed to them politely and said.

Perhaps the persona Crounpis gave her made her seem even more creepy at this time.

"It's really difficult to leave a beautiful corpse to achieve the combat goal with maximum efficiency." She thought.

Suddenly, she had to dodge to the side and jump several meters away.

Where I was standing just now, a cubic barrier appeared.

"Information. This barrier will continuously weaken the magic in the space. It can be judged as a simplified version of the [Four Directions Seal Demon Barrier]. [Janus, the Holy Demon King] can completely neutralize it."

"That's right. They really weren't careless at all. It's just a waste to use their ultimate ability to expose their cards in the face of a mere miscellaneous fish."

It's a pity that there is no instant death magic, otherwise it should be easier. Although daily life can be carried out normally, once a battle occurs, the original power will burst out. As the great storm demon vortex, the instinct to squander power at will has not been eliminated, regardless of physical attacks.

The magic is too powerful and it is difficult to leave a complete body.

If you just want to kill them and take away their souls, then you only need to expand this thunderstorm to a powerful force that can kill people, or show your true form and sweep them with an atomic breath.

But the character of Verustila cannot do such a shameful act of wasting human life.

All resources conducive to resurrecting mothers must be taken away while respecting their lives and spirits.

For this reason, it is necessary to reduce the loss of their mental souls as much as possible, and can only use physical means to kill them before they can react without leaving any trauma.

It's so difficult.

Guyu

"[The Forbidden One], no bloodshed."

The performance of [Forbidden One] is a unique skill that prohibits certain abilities or states recognized by the "Voice of the World" from occurring within the scope of one's perception. Although common sense cannot prohibit bleeding, "bleeding" is the same as poisoning and curses.

It can be regarded as an abnormal state that can be recognized.

The disadvantage is that only one type of skills can be prohibited at the current primary level, and some common phenomena and actions are not prohibited.

It would be perfect if it could prevent enemies from using magic or skills to fly or teleport away, or prevent them from breathing or their bodies from being destroyed.

It's a pity that she really can't do it now.

After she activated [Forbidden One] to expand the range to include all enemies and ourselves, she felt relieved and suddenly unsheathed her sword, raised her hands high in the air, and made a bigger stance.

Then wave it down.

"[One Thousand Strikes in a Flash·Air Slash]."

Thousands of slashing sword waves lined up in a row and rushed forward like a plow, avoiding anything she didn't want to tear apart as if they were alive, in order to prevent the wound from being blocked by high heat or corrosion, resulting in a different kind of bloodlessness.

In this state, Verustila deliberately did not add any attributes. The extremely sharp sword wave formed by the air alone was already too powerful for her.

The danger of breaking the knife is very high. For this reason, I specially practiced with Milim how to be "merciful" and asked Mr. Bai for some micro-movements that would at least cause less damage to the weapon.

The entire camp was cut into pieces by the wind and waves, and about six thousand people's lives were lost.

There were no external injuries on their bodies for a while.

Because the chop passed very smoothly, the slices that did not spurt out blood were still connected together for the time being, just like the suction cup decorations attached to the cabinet or refrigerator that had all the air squeezed out.

"[One Thousand Strikes in a Flash·Air Slash]."

"[One Thousand Strikes in a Flash·Air Slash]."

"[One Thousand Strikes in a Flash·Air Slash]."

"………………"

Velustila deliberately avoided the central tent and the more ornate-looking tents, and kept swinging his sword mercilessly in order not to damage any human body.

Soon, the number of enemy dead increased to more than 40,000.

Countless blue halos flew out from the seemingly intact corpse and rushed into Velustila's "body" like a torrent, or to be precise, her waist.

There is the "torch" of Crounpith - one of the "legacies" she left behind. It has the effect of the soul-eating rod and can store the object's experience value, which is equivalent to a part of the soul, spirit, and astral body.

Then, she immediately did something that was unbelievable to the outside world.

"[boosted greater greater widen magic·true resurrection]]."

Each complete corpse was lit up with an emerald green magic circle, and they immediately came back to life. Even the decline in strength caused by the experience points taken away was restored. Knowing that the enemy was coming, they got up like a catapult and even jumped.

I got up and wanted to do something.

Then, countless sword waves plowed the ground in a large area, killing them instantly.

Countless blue halos flew out of their bodies and were absorbed by Crounpisi's "torch".

(to be continued)


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