It’s just that Sherlock is now unable to move, speak, and can’t even make eye contact, so how can he remind the other party? Furthermore, it is still unclear whether the other party can listen to his suggestions.
The friendship between the two has long gone beyond the boundaries of ordinary friends. With Milu's personality, he will definitely not watch someone take away his power.
The only thing he can do now is pray that he can digest the thunder element faster.
The battle between the two sides started directly without any prelude.
They were caught off guard just now, which is why this group of masters were in such a panic. After they formally set up their stance, it would be difficult for Mirlu's spells to pose a sufficient threat to them.
After all, a warlock's spell slots, even with various template bonuses, are still pitiful. With just a few moves back and forth, he quickly figured out the routine.
Moreover, Rezas and the others also came up with an even more shameless tactic.
The purpose of this lord monster who doesn't know where it comes from seems to be to protect Sherlock, so as long as he attacks and saves him, he can completely control the other party's actions.
So they changed the target of their attack and poured all their firepower on the druid.
This method is shameless, but it is indeed effective. Of course, Mirro will not let these attacks come into contact with Sherlock. She can only use various spells to resist them. If it doesn't work, she will use her own body as a shield.
As a result, the battle that could have lasted for at least ten minutes quickly fell to Rezas's side.
A humanoid legal lord NPC only had 200,000 health points at most. Under the brainless bombardment of a group of experts, his health volume was reduced to 5% in less than six minutes.
This amount of blood was already quite dangerous. Sherlock hoped that the other party could escape immediately. With the ability to transform into the wind, it would not be troublesome to escape far away, but Mirlu still chose to stick to it.
Of course she knew that adventurers could be resurrected, and she also knew that she could leave at any time, but she just didn't want to leave, and she just didn't want the people she loved to get hurt at all.
Even if you have to pay for it...
Mir Lu had already made a decision in her heart, and she no longer had any scruples when releasing the spell. No matter how the attack hit her, she would not dodge any more. She just wanted to burst out with the strongest power and try her best to lay a good foundation for the next battle.
A good start.
The violent power of the wind element continued to surge in this small space. Rezas knew that the opponent was at the end of his strength, and it was only a matter of time before he could slowly wear it down and achieve the final victory.
But now, the issue of time is the biggest problem for him. If Sherlock completely absorbs the power of the lightning element, it will not be so easy to peel it off.
Rezas couldn't afford to gamble, so in this case, not only did he not relax the rhythm of the attack, but he offered a higher reward to make several melee players in the team rush forward at the risk of their lives.
Mir Lu looked at the seven players rushing up, and a proud smile appeared on her face. In the end, it was worth it to be able to pull so many backers.
As she muttered something, a pure power of wind element spun in front of her.
Even with the warlock's ability to cast spells instantly, it took nearly two seconds for this spell to finally take shape. The huge tornado instantly enveloped all nine players, including the two of them.
The huge windstorm divided the inside and outside into two parts, cutting off the escape route of people inside and blocking everything outside.
Inside the tornado, these six players faced this kind of spell for the first time. They looked at each other in surprise and then continued to attack.
The giant sword, the long knife, and the dagger stabbed into Mirlu's body one after another. There was no trace of pain on the cheeks covered with rain or cold sweat. He still maintained that smile and said the last sentence word for word.
.
wind!
kill!
Formation!
The moment the formation exited, hundreds of pyramid-shaped wind blades quickly flew out from the tornado wall that was more than twenty feet high, stabbing the seven players at the center of the storm.
These people are in the professional circle and know that their target this time is Sherlock, who has been in the limelight recently. Naturally, they have a few life-saving trump cards in their hands.
But when various means such as shields, magic immunity, and invincibility were used one after another, but the wind blades still struck endlessly, everyone lost the confidence to persist.
-212,-328,-179……
"ah!"
"ah!"
…
Under the wind-killing formation that lasted for nearly thirty seconds, no one could survive in the end.
Killing seven of the opponent's players at once was a very exciting thing, but seeing the persistent smile on Mirlu's pale face that had lost all color, Sherlock couldn't help but feel cramped in his heart.
Got up.
NPCs are not like players who can adjust their own pain. No matter how calm the other party's smile is, they can't hide the pain she feels at this time.
The cyan robe on the opponent's body, which was constantly spilling blood and being washed away by the rain, had already been dyed red, and seemed to be silently crying about the experience of its owner.
"This move is awesome." Mir Lu's smile became even wider, and her voice, which was obviously extremely weak, still contained a bit of pride.
"I have practiced for a long time to achieve this effect, so I should be qualified to take risks with you."
"pity……"
As soon as the word 'unfortunately' came out of her mouth, Mir Lu noticed the change in her tone, so she immediately raised the corners of her mouth again, changed the topic and said: "We have known each other for such a long time, you know what impressed me the most
Which scene is it?"
Sherlock knew the answer to this question without even thinking about it.
The bright sunshine, the green four-leaf clovers, the winged cats flying in the sky, and the scene of the two half-elves lying on the ground embracing each other and kissing each other were things he would never forget.
"Last time you said you wanted to do it again." Milu squatted on the ground and leaned forward to hug Sherlock, whispering in his ear: "I'll satisfy you!"
When their lips touched again, Sherlock felt a rush of pure wind elemental power pouring in.
In order to level up quickly, Mirlu has concluded contracts with many people, but these are all mere formalities, and the initiative is entirely in her hands.
Only the contract with Sherlock, that seemingly ordinary kiss, connected the souls and blood of the two. The connection between the two is far more intimate than all other types of contracts.
That's why the process of transmitting power at this moment is so smooth.
It was even smoother than she imagined.
Holy Bitch, I'm going to die when I write a villain. I wrote all the characters by myself. Why are you trying to whitewash yourself?
