When Jeffrey was unconscious, with a loud roar, scarlet tentacles shot up from the ground and rolled up Jeffrey's body. Dense spikes sprouted on the surface of the flesh and blood, twisting and squeezing hard.
Press out a lot of blood.
Just as they were trying to swallow Jeffrey completely, the sharp long knife passed through, and Boluogo split open the heavy flesh with one knife.
"Bologo? What are you doing here!" Jeffrey saw Bologo's figure and didn't understand why he came back.
"I am the immortal, I will deal with it!"
Jeffrey's eyes hesitated. He looked at Boluogo, and then saw Palmer fleeing quickly in the distance, and the immortal heart he carried. He suddenly knew everything.
"No, this is a conspiracy!"
Jeffrey roared and raised the muzzle of his gun, and the being hidden in the shadows also revealed his true appearance at this time.
The delusional man let go of the hook and jumped down from the darkness above. His breath was a little sluggish. Due to the restrictions of his rank, the evil he imagined was indeed different from the real evil.
Small gap.
Fortunately, all this is no longer important. The delusional man took advantage of Jeffrey's vigilance against evil and shaped the situation into a perfect one.
Palmer raised his head, and the delusional man fell towards him like a nightmare, and the scarlet figure entangled on the long bridge gradually dissipated into nothingness due to the loss of ether support.
No one thought that at the end of this melee, the delusional man would appear in such a way, and more importantly, he could actually create that weird evil.
Jeffrey has enough understanding of fantasy creations, not to mention this kind of pure, arbitrary fantasy creations. There are only two factors that can limit this kind of power. One is the amount of ether that supports the operation of secret energy, and the other is the condensation.
The Chinese’s own imagination.
All human fantasies are mixed and pieced together by combining known information from reality. Just as humans cannot imagine colors outside the visible spectrum, human abilities limit visual perception.
The same is true for imagining creations. Delusional people cannot imagine things that they have not understood and witnessed.
But the evil was so vivid, and even the breath was so similar, with a hint of the devil's madness, that Jeffrey had to reconsider how deeply the delusional man understood the Great Rift.
The Delusionist was once the minister of the Sublimation Furnace Core. He had access to the secrets under the Great Rift, but reading about the information and witnessing it with his own eyes were completely different things.
Gazing across the dissipating evil around him, Jeffrey was certain that the delusional man had been to the depths of the Great Rift.
So how much do delusional people know about the mystery below?
"Look out! Palmer!"
When Geoffrey revealed the conspiracy, Burlogo already sensed the mistake and shouted a warning to Palmer.
The fight with Latis made Bologg temporarily forget about the powerful enemy of the Delusionist. More importantly, Bologg did not expect that the Paranoia would hide his whereabouts until the last moment, and in the presence of Jeffrey,
He actually dared to attack.
If we continue to fight at this time, it is tantamount to declaring war on the Bureau of Order. This dispute has gone in the direction that Boluogo least wants to see.
"Teacher, he..." Aimu's voice echoed.
"No, he was just influenced by the power of the tyrant."
Boluogo comforted Aimu and passed the responsibility to the tyrant.
In this endless melee, fueled by the tyrants, everyone was awakened to the deepest and most fanatical greed.
Under the pale puppet mask, pure white ether rolled in the pupils. Eight arms appeared behind the delusional man, holding a sharp sword and striking at Palmer.
Palmer screamed, turned his head quickly, and shot the hook in the direction of Boluogo and Jeffrey.
At this moment, the unlucky man also realized that they had been lured away from the mountain. Jeffrey looked at the delusional man from a distance, and the vicious aura spread and inspired from him until it turned into an invisible wave and crashed forward.
Although he also wears a mask, Jeffrey hates people who wear masks. The mask will cover his eyes, which will make it difficult for him to look into the opponent's eyes, thus freezing the opponent.
Fortunately, Jeffrey is the one with the power, and he has broken free from many restrictions of the secret power. Now, as long as he looks directly at the opponent, he can have a certain degree of influence and cannot completely freeze the opponent.
It can still be done by slowing down his pace.
The delusional man was far away from Jeffrey, but when his eyes fell, the delusional man was still keenly aware of the ferocious gaze, as if being stared at by a violent monster, the blood in his body began to become cold, his heartbeat slowed down, and his movements
It also became sluggish.
Unfortunately, the Delusionist is at the same level as Jeffrey. They are both power-bearers. The influence of Jeffrey's secret power will be weakened at the same level.
But for Palmer, this short delay was enough for him to escape.
Combining his understanding of the delusional man and the terrible situation, Palmer also realized at this time that the evil was a creation of fantasy. Now the delusional man would not mind tearing himself into pieces in order to take away the immortal heart.
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The only ether was compressed behind him, and the strong winds piled up together, like a compressed bomb that was detonated in an instant.
The violent wind tore at Palmer's body and threw him up like a meteor.
Palmer's speed was so fast that he couldn't control the direction himself, and he smashed directly into the abyss outside the long bridge.
The delusional man tried to keep up with Palmer, when streams of pure ether condensed into entities passed by, and heavy light tracks stopped the delusional man's steps.
This is the alchemical weapon carried by Jeffrey, the gun he showed to Bologg a long time ago. Just like Palmer's thunder revolver, Jeffrey's gun allows him to inject a large amount of ether into the warhead.
, turned into ether and ejected.
The warhead passed halfway, and then the ether exploded violently. The roar of the ether forced the delusional man to evade. At this time, Bologo also jumped out of the long bridge.
Palmer's speed slowed down, followed by a free fall.
The position he landed in was not good. There was no point of support near Palmer, and he would just fall straight into the abyss.
Palmer let out bursts of screams. Now he wanted to tell a cold joke to lighten the bad atmosphere, but when he was the protagonist of the atmosphere, he couldn't tell it at all.
Bologg rushed out of the long bridge and shot a hook towards the ruins before leaving. When he was about to approach Palmer, Bologg once again threw out the snake scale silver. The snakes turned into extended silver hands and caught him.
Fallen Palmer.
"I've got you!" Bologg shouted.
The silver hand quickly retracted, and Boluogo hugged Palmer around the waist. The two of them used the hook rope as support and swung greatly under the long bridge.
"Good news, the evil is fake!" Palmer shouted in Bolog's ear, "bad news, he is coming!"
Needless to say, Palmer said that Bologg had already felt the delusional man's powerful etheric reaction, and the stone steps one after another in mid-air floated and collapsed under the delusional man's feet.
Relying on fantasy creations, even in such complex and dangerous terrain, delusions are still on the same level.
The disguise had been seen through, and he no longer concealed anything, but at this moment, sharp coldness hit him from behind.
Perhaps because of Amu, Bologo was a little undeservedly kind to delusional people, so when Lebius took action, he was absolutely ruthless.
When the imaginary evil dissipates and the delusional man descends from the sky, the Blade-Bite Wolf silently sneaks into the shadows.
Even though they are both power-bearers, there is a huge gap between the power-bearers and the power-bearers, and Lebius is the most deadly existence among them.
As Lebius's partner, Jeffrey still doesn't know how wide the influence of Lebius's secret power is. Anyway, every time he fights, Lebius will sit aside leisurely, and then send out
A pack of wolves chases the enemy. If you wait a moment, the wolves will return with the enemy's head in their mouths.
The same is true now. Under the cover of ether, the biting wolf silently appeared behind the delusional man, stabbing his fatal blade towards his heart. In order to ensure the death, another sharp blade slashed towards the delusional man's neck.
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The cruel scene did not happen, the blade did not hit the entity, but cut into a ball of illusory bubbles, and then the figure of the delusional man completely disappeared.
"Is this a fantasy creation again!"
Borlog shouted, and at this moment he and Palmer swung back from the other end of the long bridge and happened to see this scene.
"Was this guy really just an alchemist before?" Palmer yelled, "He can lead an action team!"
Jeffrey's eyes also became serious. They all made the mistake they should not make, that is, despising delusional people.
Sublimation practitioners often have the prejudice that an alchemist does not have much combat power. Even if he is promoted to a power bearer, this power is only used for scientific research.
But now the delusional man has completely broken the prejudices of several people. Seven years is enough time for a newcomer to become a seasoned soldier, and it is also enough time for an alchemist to learn how to hold a sword.
"Should we say they are of the same blood?"
Burlogo remembered Bailey's cool posture when wielding the crowbar, and later he also asked Bailey about related matters.
"Transforming metal is a manual job. Sometimes we have to swing the hammer manually to modify the metal like a blacksmith, so physical exercise is very important for alchemists."
Bailey added.
"Of course, when an accident occurs, excellent physical fitness can also greatly increase our probability of survival."
Jeffrey held the bone-crushing knife tightly. At this moment, he regarded the delusional man as a real warrior, and he would also deal with him according to the rules of the field department.
For field staff, capturing the enemy is never the first choice, killing is. Only those who try their best but fail to kill by accident will have a chance to be recovered.
Jeffrey put the mask firmly on his face. Under the rising ether, the mask came to life, and its hair was soft and dancing, like a real evil tiger.