The shape of the hummingbird is extremely delicate. With the dim light of the fireworks, Boluogo can observe that the hummingbird's abdomen is a transparent glass structure, filled with scarlet blood, which exudes fluctuations of ether, which provides energy for the hummingbird.
Boluogo and Hummingbird looked at each other, their eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the dominator's body and observe the mysterious dominator.
After being captured by Bologg, Derby's voice disappeared. Bologg felt that he had not left, and that he was still observing him, just as he was observing him.
Zephyrin below became nervous. She had to be nervous. The suicide attack by the bloodthirsty caused multiple explosions. The fireworks that Bolog faced faced. Even if he had an alchemy potion to heal his body, he should have some injuries.
.
But now, apart from his somewhat tattered clothes, Boluogo didn't have any injuries on his body. Even if it was stained with blood, Zephyrin could clearly tell that it was not Boluogo's blood.
"damn it!"
Zephyrin cursed and retreated quickly.
At the level of a believer, Zephyrin can be regarded as a complete elite. In order to match her deceitful secret power, Zephyrin is proficient in etheric shielding. When the secret power is activated, she can completely make her own poison lose the etheric response.
Palmer and many guards can be easily paralyzed by her, relying on this, coupled with her own immortality and alchemical weapons, she has the power to fight even when facing those in power.
But things were different now. The sudden appearance of this mysterious man in front of him brought endless pressure to Zephyrin.
She is familiar with Boluogo's offensive methods, and the ether intensity is the same as hers, and they are both believers.
Zephyrin felt that she had learned enough information from Boluogo, but she still could not let go.
It's like... it's like facing a darkness.
An unknown, silent darkness. You don't know what lies behind the darkness. It may be an innocent child, or it may be a monster that chooses people to eat.
Everything is unknown, and you need to take risks to verify what lies behind the darkness.
Secret energy·soul-breaking poison.
The scarlet mist spread instantly, and filled the air like a tide, covering the surrounding areas. The ground, rainwater, masonry...all the materials that came into contact with the toxin began to corrode, as if being eroded by strong acid, decaying and decaying.
Zephyrin picked up the chain saw and scythe. After calming down, a conjecture came to her mind, but this conjecture was a bit too incredible.
She needs to put her ideas into action and verify them herself.
Boluogo looked at Zephyrin below with vigilance. The flames of the cauldron spread and burned, convolving with the scarlet mist, like the tide of battle.
Zephyrin diffused the secret energy in advance, and the poisonous mist covered the surroundings, filling Zephyrin's ether. Due to the mutually exclusive nature of the ether, it was difficult for Bologo's cauldron flames to expand out for a while, and then control the surrounding surroundings.
substance.
It seems that Zephyrin is not as weak as Boluogo imagined. As a believer, Zephyrin has experienced many battles and can be regarded as an elite among the believers.
It's nothing, this world is so vast, and there will always be some exceptionally talented condensers.
Boluogo clenched his fist and crushed the hummingbird in his hand into a ball of metal residue. The blood inside overflowed, and the warm liquid exuded familiar ether fluctuations.
As expected, the blood began to boil quickly, burning Boluogo's palm, but this time the dose of blood was too small to ignite the explosion.
At this point, Boluogo has roughly understood the situation of the battle. These raging bloodthirsty people are controlled by someone. He controls these monsters with his blood, and can also make the blood boil and explode.
The scarlet mist and the cauldron flames intertwined, and crackling arcs and sparks burst out from each other. However, in the mutual attrition, Bologo's cauldron flames were obviously weaker than Liafeng.
This deadly toxin can not only bring many negative effects, but its most powerful property is that it cannibalizes the ether, thereby affecting the critical integrity of the moment soul.
An almost perfect assassin, this is Bolog's evaluation of Zephyrin.
He is good at using etheric shielding to reduce his own etheric reaction and release poison silently. Boluogo guessed that the bloodthirsty's ability to break into the Morrowind Bastion must also be due to Zephyrin. If she can concentrate and concentrate her poison
, it is not impossible to corrode an offensive gap in the virtual defense line of Morrowind Bastion.
It's just... Boluoge still doesn't understand one thing. Is the Morrowind Stronghold that has stood in the Windy Highlands for so long really so easy to be breached?
He pressed his head hard. In the previous battle, Boluoge had also ingested a small amount of toxins, and his mind was a little hazy. He no longer thought about these things.
There were roars all around, and more and more bloodthirsty people were approaching. Zephyrin ordered them to launch a surprise attack on Bologo. She tried her best to spread the etheric shield and make her own etheric reaction close.
To nothingness, and then merged into the scarlet mist.
Zephyrin used the poisonous mist to cover the surrounding matter, preventing Bologg from controlling it. Fortunately, Bologg himself carried the snake scale liquid, and a group of snakes entangled on the surface of the body, forming a heavy armor.
Bologg clenched his fists, and two heavy and narrow sword blades extended out. He arched his body, and more sharp blades extended from the armor on his back. As Bologg stepped forward, the sword blades
They scratched against each other and made a clear and harsh sound.
He was like a deformed porcupine, or a scarred monster with many arrow feathers.
Bologo tried to imagine his image in Zephyrin's eyes based on the previous battle.
A controller with a strange self-healing ability and good at long-distance combat... Is that what it looks like?
Under the cold mask, Boluogo laughed unconsciously. He liked this kind of plot very much, creating a stable image in the hearts of others, and then breaking it with great contrast.
Bologo's guess was correct. He did have such an image in Zephyrin's eyes, otherwise Zephyrin would not have chosen to fight in close combat to end the dispute.
At this moment, there were some subtle changes in Zephyrin's mood. She looked at Bologg who was wearing armor. In the previous fights, Bologg did protect himself with armor, but he had never been so heavy and full of desire to attack.
of armor.
Could it be...
Zephyrin hadn't finished thinking about it. Driven by the increase in ether, Bologo jumped out like a cannonball, and the ruins under his feet collapsed into rubble.
His speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Zephyrin almost in the blink of an eye. Two pale swords were raised high, and the bright sword light filled Zephyrin's eyes.
Zephyrin never expected that Bologo would take the initiative to choose close combat. What puzzled her even more was that Bologg seemed to be full of confidence in this.
No, shouldn't those who control the essence of the school keep a distance and rely on their control objects to crush their opponents to death?
The two swords swung down, interrupting all Zephyrin's thoughts. She relied on instinct to lift the chain saw and scythe to resist Bologo's attack. The moment the two came into contact, Zephyrin only felt a huge force coming from the chain saw.
The signal was transmitted from the scythe, and Zephyrin was directly knocked away in the next second.
After smashing through many gravels along the way, she stopped at the high wall. She raised her body with difficulty. Zephyrin felt that her arm was about to break.
The steel monster did not stop. He turned his head and charged towards Zephyrin again. Zephyrin was obviously undead, but at this moment she noticed a strong emotion that was familiar yet unfamiliar from deep within her heart.
die.
The Bloodthirsters rushed over from both sides and blocked Borogo's attack trajectory. Derby was still dominating the battlefield from a distance. Zephyrin's toxins can corrode the ether. When they finally invaded the wind cellar, they still needed Zephyrin's
Strength, she can't die here yet.
The ferocious figure did not slow down Boluogo at all. The sharp sword easily cut them into pieces of broken flesh, but more bloodthirsty people came over and they didn't even wait for contact.
Boluogo's body swelled rapidly and his blood boiled.
Several bloodthirsty people exploded together, and the boiling blood triggered a fanatical fire, which gathered together and turned into a tornado of flames on the ground.
The fear in Zephyrin's heart was relieved a lot, and she stood up with difficulty, but soon, she heard the footsteps coming from the flame tornado.
The voice was so clear and heavy, as if a giant was walking towards him.
Dark and fuzzy shadows emerged in the firelight, and then a tall and ferocious figure walked out of the sea of fire. Green fireworks burned in the gaps in the armor. The armor shattered by the explosion was peeled off one by one like a python shedding its skin, and the new armor overlapped and covered it.
Zephyrin suddenly realized one thing. Perhaps this was Boluogo's true strength. He might just be testing himself in the previous fight.
This desperate fact made Zephyrin fall into the ice cellar, but she did not give up resistance. There was no need to hide it at this time. She simply threw away the chain saw and scythe, raised her fists, and the glow of ether appeared on her gauntlets.
.
one strike.
Zephyrin whispered in her heart that as long as she could penetrate Bolog's armor and give Bolog a physical blow, she would still have a chance of winning this battle.
Boluogo stepped forward, his pace gradually speeding up, and he even started running wildly. Like an advancing bull, he easily crushed and knocked away ruins and corpses. It was also at this time that another etheric reaction arose.
The heavy rain falling from the sky was mixed with frost, and the temperature in the environment dropped rapidly. The burning flame tornado also extinguished, the ground began to freeze, and the heavy rain turned into endless ice edges and smashed on the armor.
The extremely cold air visible to the naked eye spread, and the soaked armor froze one by one, until a thick layer of ice covered Boluogo's feet and continued to climb along his upper body.
On the other side of the battlefield, Zephyrin's reinforcements arrived, and Haiqi's eyes glowed with red light, controlling the temperature of the battlefield like a messenger of winter.