The relationship between Sherlock and Lan is definitely more than just natural partners. After all, they were hatched from the egg by themselves after going through hardships. They are not much different from their own sons. When he heard this wailing, the anger in his heart burst out.
But no matter how angry he was, the power of thunder element spreading in his body would not make him move at all. Moreover, a bigger crisis also came to him.
A white stag with a shimmering body jumped out of the rain curtain, lowered its head, and the two huge crystal-shaped antlers with three prongs on it hit Huayedi's shield.
Layers of waves rippled out at the two impact points. Before the shock on the black shield calmed down, another bolt of lightning struck, followed by dozens of various spells and arrows.
In fact, Sherlock was not surprised when he saw this familiar spear of thunder and lightning. He and Rezas had a long-standing grudge. Now that they had met, how could the other party let him go so easily given his temperament?
One of the reasons why he deliberately chose such a remote place this time was to prepare for possible attacks.
What he never expected was that in the process of digesting the power of the Lightning Heart, he would completely lose control of his body. Not only would he be unable to fight, he would also be unable to use the ability to hide in the shadow plane.
Rezas should be aware of this situation, or it could be said that he planned it from the beginning, and even his position may have been under the opponent's control.
"Sherlock, we meet again." Perhaps because he felt that he had a chance to win, Rezas was not in a hurry to break the shield. Instead, he waved his spear and talked about the past.
"How are you absorbing the power of the Lightning Heart?"
"I forgot, you probably can't even speak now."
"But it doesn't matter. In the end, this power will still be mine after all." The barbarian shouted, and thrust forward again with the spear in his hand.
Despite having more than 3,000 energy, Huayedi's shield was beaten to the verge of collapse in less than 10 seconds by repeated attacks by more than a dozen people, and this spear would be the last one to break the camel's back.
Root straw.
After the shield is broken, it's Sherlock's turn.
If it were before, he really wouldn't mind dying like this. After all, he had absorbed the power of the Lightning Heart, but it had not been fully digested.
Even if he dies and is resurrected, his power is still there, and his two natural partners can escape death because of this.
But now listening to Lesas's words, it seems that the other party has a way to extract the power of thunder element from his body again, which is absolutely unacceptable to him.
This power is an indispensable part for him to strengthen his shuriken, and it is also an important proof that he has passed this electorate test. Its importance to him is self-evident and cannot be taken away under any circumstances.
It’s just that reality will not shift in any way because of his beliefs, especially in digital games. No matter how deep your obsession is, you can’t move if the system doesn’t let you move.
Rezas whipped away the flower fairy blocking the way, and the spear was pressed against Sherlock's throat: "Thank you for helping me keep this power."
At this time, other figures in the rain curtain also gathered around.
There are a total of 15 players, just three teams. Judging from the attire, they are not ordinary players. They should at least be at the level of the second-rate professional circle. This lineup can be regarded as enough to look up to him.
"This time, it's time for you to taste the pain of losing power." Rezas stood the spear beside him and chanted an inexplicable spell.
After a brief lull in the fighting, the surrounding night was filled with only the roaring sounds of wind, rain, and thunder echoing in symphony.
"Chirp!" A violent cry suddenly broke through the rhythmic ensemble.
Lan, who was surrounded by many natural companions and demon pets, finally lost the sparkle in his eyes, and then his body turned into a white light and disappeared.
In this case, Sherlock has already considered the possibility of the death of his natural partner, but you still find it difficult to accept that many things have happened.
In his eyes, the figure who likes to sleep soundly with his hair tied up in his hair, beg him for food when he wakes up, practice skills together, soar into the sky together, and sleep together in the wild together.
A piece of data that can be restored.
He has poured his own feelings into it, so no matter how illusory things are, they are real to him.
Lan is his partner, a more real and living partner than other players.
Shylock was blocked by a red and black mask, and his golden horizontal eyes kept flashing, and a chill came from his heart. This was not the despair of the situation in front of him, but the determination to calm down his extremely angry emotions.
Except for fighting against bosses and character conflicts when playing games, he rarely takes the initiative to cause trouble for others, but this does not mean that he is afraid of trouble.
As a person who stands at the top of the first-class professional circle, there are very few things that can trouble him. This group of people is far from qualified.
After making a decision in his heart, Sherlock finally realized his situation head-on.
He was still unable to move, and was even covered with various debuffs. The power of the lightning element, which had shown signs of fusion, became active again under the guidance of Rezas.
The barbarian priest has already felt the power he has always longed for. He has already obtained the power of the wind element. With the disaster dagger, the power of the fire element has also been revealed. Finally, he can obtain the complete power from this shameless thief.
With the power of the thunder element, his electorate mission can enter the final stage.
If he successfully completes the final mission and becomes Talos's chosen one, the time, effort, human connections, and millions of gold coins he has spent along the way will be considered worthwhile.
However, Beshaba treats everyone equally, and those who do not believe in her will not have smooth sailing.
As soon as everyone felt the air pressure around them suddenly drop, a strong wind swept over them along with heavy rain.
In the haste, no one could withstand the collision of this airflow, and they were all blown away. Only a layer of breeze surrounded Sherlock, deftly neutralizing the force of the airflow.
"I just asked you to come with me?" A playful voice came, and a figure walked out in the breeze.
Seeing Mirrue's arrival, Sherlock was of course very excited, but he immediately started to worry about her.
The group of people gathered by Rezas is quite powerful, especially the Druid who can transform into a white stag. He is at least one of the first-class professional circles.
With the cooperation of so many masters, it is not difficult to deal with a Lord NPC, and it may not even take twenty minutes.
As for Mirlu, his true form has arrived now, and he doesn't know whether he can be resurrected after death. He will not let the other party take such a risk under any circumstances.
