The sulfur flames attached to the chain blade were burning fiercely. Klein ignored the "werewolf" who was clutching his arms and with a distorted face. His originally chaotic thinking gradually calmed down. A bright stream of flames rose from his coat pocket and was instantly engulfed.
All over the body.
The burning blade flew along the inertia to Maric's hand, the hot flames burned the ground, and the withered grass and mud quickly evaporated.
"Werewolf" Tyr, holding the "Crimson Moon Crown", roared and tore off the burnt flesh on the front of his fingers. Stimulated by the spiritual madness, the "Werewolf"'s powerful recovery ability was tapped to the limit, and the iron-black claws
After the skin healing stage, it was pulled out from the front of the five fingers.
"Death!" The "resentful soul" screamed in conjunction with the corrosive curse and pierced the sky. In mid-air, Sharon, with messy blond hair, glanced at Klein, who was missing on the ground, and Maric, who could barely stand up. Her blue eyes followed.
After a moment of concentration, he forcibly suppressed the madness in his heart, and his body suddenly disappeared and reappeared in front of the "living corpse" Jason. He responded to the dark red cloak fluttering in the sky with a scream that contained a strong curse.
Colorless air currents and sound waves clashed head-on in mid-air. Jason, who was standing on the central axis of the wave hedging, was bleeding from all his orifices in an instant. The "crimson moon corona" that was always radiating a coquettish scarlet color suddenly shrank, protecting his eyes and almost no longer able to see.
To a little clear "werewolf".
Klein, who was constantly using flames to shuttle and jump, was refreshed. He resisted the pain in his brain and quickly pulled it out from the inside of his coat. In the bleak hunting wind, a rough and crude humanoid piece of paper was instantly destroyed in the screaming collision.
Torn into pieces, only Maric, who was farthest away, escaped most of the aftermath of the "Wraith Soul" ability, only swaying slightly.
The bright flames engulfed the match buried in the soil. Klein staggered to the ground in the flames, his right arm trembling but still not letting go. Under the human skin mask, the warm blood dyed his right eye red. In the crimson vision, his left hand was firm
He pulled out the "Attachment" revolver that had been left in his coat pocket, quickly pulled the trigger with his index finger, and aimed the black flame bullets directly at "Werewolf" Tyr who was behind the "moonlight" barrier.
As long as the full moon effect caused by the "Crimson Moon Crown" is temporarily suppressed, he will be sure to cooperate with Sharon and directly kill "The Wraith" Steve.
Under the dark night, Steve's eyes, which were hovering high in the sky, gradually became cold. He swept downwards, ignoring Sharon who had not recovered from the previous confrontation and was slightly behind, and ran straight towards Ke, who had her right hand raised high.
Come on.
The coldness surrounding Steve suddenly spread, and invisible ghosts exploded around Steve, forming a network and rushing towards Klein, who was standing on the same spot below.
The spiritual warning suddenly sounded. Klein fired the last shot in the revolver's magazine. He didn't care to see the result. His index finger and thumb that clenched the handle of the gun rubbed hard. On the originally muddy wasteland, the hot orange-red color spread out.
The soil and strong fire dyed the nearby sky red, and the strong wind carried the remnants of the explosion and sent waves of impact, taking the lead in blowing away the "werewolf" Tyr who was closest to Klein.
In mid-air, the incompetent and roaring Steve was forced to rise higher, his gloomy eyes subconsciously swept across, looking at the target he cared about most.
On the dry grass, the corpses with pale skin, many traces of corrosion, and many mutilated limbs suddenly burst out with their last strength, rushing madly in the same direction, using their broken bodies to protect Shasha who was kneeling on the ground with her complicated palace dress messy.
Lun built a solid human wall.
In the thick smoke caused by the explosion, the two "living corpses" of Maric and Jason disappeared together, along with the man in a suit wearing a clown mask.
Annoying and sharp screams constantly filled the ears of "Werewolf" Tyr. Only a piece of the hard brown and black short hair on the body was left, curled up on the surface of the skin that was also glowing with the heat of rotten flesh, even though it had strong recovery power.
The "Werewolf", who was almost at the center of the explosion, could not act as if nothing had happened and just patted himself on the back and tried to fight.
The choking smoke mixed with billowing dust occupied Tyer's eyes. He stared at the only light source in front of him. His still intact right hand stretched out twitchingly, and his twisted fingers were clasped on the ground, trying to drag.
The body is just to get closer to the sealed object that can enhance one's strength.
That bastard...the explosion...will definitely kill him...as long as he protects the "Crimson Moon Crown"...Master Steve will kill him
them......
I haven't... seen Sharon... without any clothes...
boom!
The charred palm missing one or two fingers clasped the scarlet "full moon". Feeling the continuous flow of spirituality into his body, the "werewolf" Tyr gradually stood up as his skin quickly faded.
Ha...suddenly, the cruel smile on his lips froze.
In the billowing smoke, there was a strange smell of sulfur that was completely different from the pungent smell of the surroundings. A long line of crimson flames cut through the wall made of smoke, and a long whip composed of dozens of blades was buried inside, condensing a curse. Then
It was Maric, with some traces of frost remaining on his body, holding a chain blade and sounding the final death knell for the evil "werewolf".
At the same time, Steve, who was constantly being blown away by cold winds from high in the sky, suddenly looked to the side. The human wall of living corpses, whose outer layer was almost carbonized, slowly squirmed. Immediately, an equally strong cold hunting wind lifted off the wall covering the living corpses.
The pile of corpses above Sharon's head.
The "Wraith" lady with a delicate face and one or two strands of golden hair hanging from her forehead indifferently swept past Steve with a look of astonishment in the air, and rushed towards the person in front of him with something in his right palm.
In the direction of the smoke and dust, an endless illusory light burst out without any warning!
The light from the palm swallowed up Sharon's spirituality, and in front of the doll lady who was sitting on the ground, a bronze door covered with mysterious patterns and filled with an indescribable smell rose from the ground.
The remains of living corpses scattered around defied the comfort of gravity, and together with the spirit bodies scattered on the land, they rushed towards the gap in the open door.
The harsh creaking sound was trembling, and within that gap, pairs of arms that were either pale or transparent, or full of teeth, or bloody and skinless, poured out one after another like a tide, catching the same pair of "dead souls"
The body flew upside down under the vortex of huge attraction.
"Living Corpse" Jason!
In the dark mid-air, driven away by the long flame dragon and the bronze door, the billowing dust almost disappeared. Steve, with his dark red cloak floating behind him, also resisted the gravity from the bronze door, and his gloomy eyes looked towards
The "werewolf" Tyre, who had lost his head, stared at the "crimson moon crown" that had not been picked up by Maric. The clarity in his eyes suddenly disappeared after the last flash, and was replaced by endless chaos and deathly silence.
This is the specialty of "madmen", and members of the "indulgent faction" never hesitate to exchange rationality for strength!
Driven by powerful spirituality, a ray of coldness shot out like a sharp sword, drawing out formations in the air and detonating.
Steve, who had lost most of his rationality, seemed to have forgotten that he could use the mirror's flicker to directly control the weak Maric. Instead, he chose to rely on his body, which was several times stronger than the opponent's, to grab the sealed objects scattered on the ground.
In front of the bronze gate, before he could react, Jason was already captured by his arms and strong gravity, struggling hard. His eyes twisted in pain stared at the delicate and cold Sharon behind the gate, and the rationality in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
Extinguish it, and prepare to exchange for more power to fight back before death.
boom!
The bullets wrapped in black flames broke through the air and suddenly rose up, causing a burst of bright flames to burn in the surrounding dust. The double-breasted coat with many scorch marks rustled, and the oil mask melted nearly half of Kelai's body.
With spiritual guidance, Enquan saw Maric flying away with his claws from a distance. Steve, holding the "Crimson Moon Crown" in his hand, sent the bullet into the back of the "living corpse" Jason's head.
The living corpse, whose muscles bulged and its skin gradually turned iron-colored, suddenly froze in the frantic pulling of bloody arms. After a brief silence, the horrifying screams pierced the night sky that was no longer peaceful, and the black flames burned the
The severe pain was unbearable, and the powerful vitality of the "living corpse" made Jason unable to die. He writhing up and down like a dead fish, and sat under the restraints of the bronze door for the final struggle.
His sleeves were completely eaten away by the flames, his skin was covered with burns everywhere, his right arm twitched and twitched but he still didn't put it down, his lips were blue, and his face was lack of color. Klein stared at his eyes stained red with blood, and his lips trembled as he uttered intermittently.
word.
"Spirit Thread, ten minutes, control completed."
The madness in his eyes was pressed on the pause button. Before he could put the "Crimson Moon Crown" off his chest, Steve took advantage of the last moment and turned his hand to hold the full moon tightly. His stiff limbs were like a broken doll.
, it gradually became distorted.
"Oh it's you......"
The glare of resentment was like a torch, and the flame of anger burned Klein's reflection in his eyes. Only now did Steve finally understand the danger that his spiritual intuition had sensed in his brain since he first approached this clearing.
What is it.
"The secret order... or..." The translucent illusory spirit body was slowly filled with color, and Steve, whose thoughts began to stagnate, looked hard at the towering bronze door.
In the direction, looking at Jason who was gradually losing his voice and about to be swallowed by the "wave", and looking at Sharon with cold eyes and delicate face, the rationality that had passed away began to flow back.
He... now... shouldn't be able to... move casually... Looking at Klein who was reloading his left hand with one hand, Steve didn't even
Paying attention to Maric who was getting up, he clenched the "Crimson Moon Crown" with his five fingers and exerted force. A burst of scarlet that was more dazzling than before suddenly swept across the open space.
In the deep spiritual ocean that was so rich that it was almost nauseating, a faint grayish white rose from the back of Klein's right hand, and the threads of the spiritual body that had just been shaken by the spiritual tide were tightened a little.
But unfortunately, by seizing the opportunity for a moment, Steve almost got over the desperate situation just now, and flew stiffly in the direction of Klein.
The "living corpse" Jason's figure in the distance was finally swallowed up. Steve, who didn't care, no longer hesitated and pulled out a strange reagent bottle from his arms, making a gesture of pulling it out.
Behind the bronze door, Sharon and Maric tried to remind them in their own ways almost at the same time, but Klein, who also realized some kind of danger from his spiritual intuition, decisively dropped the revolver in his hand and moved closer and farther away.
The pocket on the right side of the coat.
"Fallen!"
An ordinary black iron-colored badge exploded in front of Steve. Two completely different forces, crimson and shadow, collided in the air, and were wrapped in the spreading gray mist, inhibiting the spread.
Seeing that the situation was different from what he expected, Klein quickly glanced at his two companions who were gradually weakening. Without hesitation, he suddenly puffed up his cheeks, put something he held in his left hand against his lips, and then blew loudly.
Woo!
A burst of cold air replaced the whistle. On the land plowed by explosions, flames, screams and various attacks, the breath of the undead suddenly became strong, and pale bones gush out of the air like a fountain. In just a few seconds, in Kelai
In front of En, a huge and terrifying skeleton nearly four meters high rose from the ground.
It only took a glance at its empty eye sockets with pale flames dancing, and then decisively stretched out its big bone palm. The scorched black ground was replaced by the illusory dark tide. Regardless of the pollution, it penetrated the weak atmosphere of the three parties.
barrier.
At the same time, the bronze gate that Sharon had been supporting almost doubled in size, as if feeling some great atmosphere, she was cheering for joy.
Maric, who was holding a chain blade in the distance and running wildly, suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. His eyes kept darting out, but he still resisted the urge to weaken his knees and swung out the chain blade with the flame feathers fading along with the moonlight.
The big bone palm and the metal chain blade simultaneously wrapped around Steve's body, which had not been harmed so far in the battle.
The greedy "demon" is burning in all directions, and the decay that symbolizes death is slowly eating away at Steve's little human breath.
The majestic white-bone skeleton looked at Maric, who was holding a chain blade nearby, and biting coldness suddenly poured down from the top of the "living corpse"'s head.
Feeling the gradual loss of temperature in his body, Maric reluctantly turned his head and looked at Klein who had lowered his right hand behind the skeleton. At the slight nod of the other party, he twitched his arm and wrapped it around Steve's neck.
The chain blade then relaxed.
The paleness in his eye sockets trembled. Feeling some kind of pressure, the huge skeleton moved its body flexibly. With a big hand throw, Steve, whose mind and body were both frozen, was sucked into the slowly moving body before he could react.
Amid the strong gravitational pull created by the enlarging bronze door.
The bloody arms and rotten tentacles with baby faces suppressed other undead derivatives that were ready to move. The bronze door created with the seal seemed to be in a contradictory situation, but it was rooted in the path of the "God of Death". The lower level versus the higher level.
The creature's surrendering nature allowed it to defeat the desire to devour the soul. The twisted tentacles and bloody arms worked together to tear the "resentful soul"'s powerful body as hard as steel into pieces in mid-air.
Corpses that were quickly infected with the stench of decay fell from the sky. Sharon, whose spirituality was almost exhausted, stood up unsteadily. The bronze door that actively cut off contact collapsed, leaving only the residual aura of the dead everywhere to prove that it had been there.
exist briefly.
"Finish......"
Sharon, whose spirituality was almost exhausted, turned away with difficulty. She was wary of the giant skeleton that disappeared silently, and flew towards the direction where Klein and Maric were standing.
The dizzy Maric tried to ignore everything just now. Long years of extraordinary experience told him that ignorance can sometimes be a kind of happiness.
But the shocking mutation was difficult to get out of his mind. He held the chain blade with the flame still extinguished tightly in his hands, and for a moment he didn't know what to do next.
In the desolate open space, the three people with different emotions looked at each other for a few seconds. Finally, Sharon, who was usually the most silent, broke the deadlock.
"The official extraordinary person may arrive at any time."
"We don't have much time to clean up the battlefield."
While stroking the cold copper whistle, Klein, who had already had a premonition, raised his head.
In his sight, Sharon's long black palace dress lost its usual neatness, and a few strands of her hanging golden hair stuck to the side of her cheeks. This was a perfect reminder for this young lady with an exquisite face and pure blue eyes
It adds a touch of human flavor and no longer looks like a careless doll.
"You are responsible for taking away the loot, and I will destroy the traces left on the battlefield."
"I will focus on treating the burns on my body tomorrow."
Klein thought for a moment, his blue lips moved slightly, and he just let out a hoarse sound.
As he spoke, he took the chain-blade cane from the hands of someone with a look of astonishment on his side, then nodded slightly to Sharon and walked to the center of the clearing alone.
The two sides did not communicate more, but they both understood each other's intentions tacitly. Tomorrow Sharon and Maric will take the initiative to visit Klein, who was the most seriously injured tonight.
In the middle of the open space, Klein felt the slightly chilling cold wind, and his body ached slightly from the burns caused by the negative effects of the "substitute".
Behind him, the figures of Sharon and Maric hurriedly took away the members of the "Indulgence Sect" who died tragically. Steve, whose body parts were barely spliced together, turned into a puddle of garbage due to the separation of extraordinary characteristics after he took a few steps.
Meat.
Seeing that the two of them were gradually disappearing, Klein looked at the noisy place in the distance that had been disturbed by the aftermath of the battle, and lightly snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
Deafening explosions sounded one after another, and the orange-red flames swallowed up the land that had gone through so many hardships tonight. Bundles of upward flames surrounded the most eye-catching and strongest firework in the center, dreamy and
In the bright brilliance, a clown showed a big smile.
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