Chapter 267 Sif’s Second Form and the Abyss Priesthood Fragments
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"Forehead……"
Facing Biana's complicated and surprised look, Sif hesitated for a while before slowly answering:
"Matthew brought me to Grand Rapids to handle some matters, mainly at the official level. Do you remember? I wrote to tell you that he is now a registered mage in Rolling Stone Town."
Beanna was silent for a moment and replied in a subtle tone:
"But you didn't write to tell me that your relationship with him is so good now."
Sif's face turned red:
"I was about to write..."
Bang!
A crisp sound interrupted Sif's words.
But when Biana suddenly pulled out the elf rapier at her waist, the sword glowed with an azure blue light.
Sif was shocked:
"伱, what are you doing?"
"You're not going to stab me with a sword, are you?"
Beanna replied indifferently:
"Why do you think that?"
"I just need the sword of the elves to resist the corrosive power in the blood pool. Don't you feel the corrupting power?"
She pointed the tip of her sword at the sticky blood at their feet.
Beanna wore Wind Chaser short boots and deerskin trousers, with rubber bands at the ankles that could be tightened. This was to make it easier to walk in the jungle and prevent mosquitoes and snakes from getting in.
She quickly bent over and tightened her trousers.
But part of the blood in the pool of pus and blood still seeped into it, which made her, who had a slight mysophobia, feel very uncomfortable.
However, Sif opposite her didn't seem to have such concerns.
Sif looked down at the blood and shook her head:
"I don't feel anything."
Beanna was stunned for a moment, and then showed a strange look in her eyes:
"really envy you."
"What?"
Sif was a little confused.
Beanna's tone became slightly excited:
"You don't feel anything because of your blood."
"Your bloodline naturally possesses all kinds of incredible resistance. Even the evil power of the abyss cannot infect your body. And your family background and origin, aren't these things worthy of the envy of others?"
Xifu lowered her head slightly with apologetic eyes:
"Feel sorry."
Biananna's tone became sharper:
"Why are you saying sorry?"
"You haven't sorry to anyone."
Her eyes were fixed on Sif, as if she was questioning something.
However, Sif shook her head and did not continue to explain.
She changed the subject and said:
"So, who did you come with?"
"Shouldn't you be in Jade Cangting?"
Beanna said with a hint of worry:
"I came here with General Terrani of the Wind Chaser. He said he wanted to take me to see the world and come here to hunt down some remnants of the Silver Frost Brotherhood. But we got separated as soon as we entered the manor."
"Although I have a way to contact her, under the influence of this maze, all the wood elf spells I have mastered have failed. What about you? Can you find Matthew?"
Sif shook her head.
She said with some worry:
"I didn't expect to be separated from him suddenly. This place gave me a very dangerous feeling. I couldn't even tell whether it was reality or fiction."
"What should we do next? Wait for Matthew or Terrani to rescue us?"
In Sif's impression.
In the past, Beanna would definitely agree with her opinion.
After all, in this maze and blood pool of unknown origin, he and she were too weak. Waiting for rescue was the most rational choice with the highest survival rate.
But the next second.
She saw Biana raising the rapier in her hand and striding towards her direction!
Sif felt panicked.
"Stop standing there stupidly!"
"Get out of the way!"
Biana suddenly showed a rather strong figure. She accelerated and rushed to Sif's right side. She pushed the latter's shoulder away with her left hand, and then stabbed the shadow that quietly appeared behind Sif with a clang of sword!
boom!
Sparks flew.
The elf rapier struck the shadow monk's glove, and the blade was almost curled to 90 degrees.
Beanna took a step back to throw the sword away, and at the same time, she also removed the monk's extremely powerful punch!
"We have to find a way to get out of this damn pool of pus and blood. Don't you realize that this pool is a bit too big?"
Biananna gasped slightly and said.
Until this moment.
After turning around hastily, Sif noticed that the blood pool she was in was several times larger than the ones around her.
Except for himself and Beanna in the blood pool.
There are other shadows approaching!
In front of Biana were two shadow monks wearing black metal gloves.
further away.
Two flying units are also slowly approaching.
Their shadows give people an extremely terrifying oppressive force.
that moment.
Sif only felt her heart pounding.
It feels like the blood vessels all over my body are about to explode!
"No……"
"I do not want……"
She suddenly squatted on the ground holding her head in great pain!
And on the battlefield ahead.
Beanna was already entangled with the two monks.
As a newly promoted Elf Swordsman.
Her dancing skills can be said to be exquisite, but her swordsmanship can only be said to be barely passable.
If it's one-to-one.
Biana is confident that she can stab the Shadow Monk to death in at most fifteen turns.
After all, the monks who appeared in front of her were not the top ones.
Judging from her immature experience.
The opponent's strength is probably around level three.
But the problem is one to two.
And there is a scary unit approaching not far away!
That is most likely a fourth-level or even fifth-level terrifying existence!
"Sif, what are you doing?"
She struggled to resist the attack of the Shadow Monk on her own.
Just four or five rounds.
Beanna's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Her wrist holding the elf rapier couldn't help but become weak and trembling.
Her face was quite pale, her breathing was getting faster and faster, and her steps to dodge enemy attacks were getting slower and slower.
She understands.
This is a sign of excessive physical exertion.
After all, she was still just a novice sword chanter, and suddenly faced with such a high-intensity actual combat, she couldn't control the distribution of her physical strength at all!
But since the day I left Rolling Stone Town.
She then understood that many things in her future life would have to be done by herself.
In those days in the Emerald Cangting.
She learned a lot.
Although it did not include how to fight demons, the experience was enough to give her a clearer mind to face the current dilemma.
She did not continue to seek help from the silent Sif.
Instead, he suddenly switched from defense to offense.
Stab!
"Secret Technique of Sword Chanting: Breaking the Wind"!
In an instant.
The thin shadow of the sword penetrated all obstacles like flying willow leaves.
Under the explosion of secret skills.
This speed is suddenly more than three times faster.
This sword.
She went straight for the heart of the shadow monk on the left!
The monk who was locked by this sword was slightly panicked. He tried to retreat to avoid Biana's newly learned killing move.
But this played right into Beanna's hands——
There is a proverb among the wood elves that you cannot escape from the sword that breaks the wind.
Everyone who tries to avoid the Wind-Breaking Sword will become a dead soul under the sword!
Whoosh.
The tip of the sword advanced rapidly and moved forward a few inches.
Half a second later.
The rapier successfully pierced the shadow monk's heart. Following the latter's shrill howl, Banna twisted the hilt of the sword as she had practiced thousands of times, and the sword tip rotated more than 90 degrees at the monk's heart.
A lot of blood burst out.
Some of them splashed onto her fair face and slender eyelashes.
She blinked subconsciously, trying to make the next evasive action.
But at that moment.
The hole she exposed in pursuit of a quick kill was captured by another monk.
The latter approached without any courtesy.
A series of combination punches were directed at Beanna's lower back and back!
Snapped!
puff!
prick!
The vicious and sharp fist pierced the Wind Chaser's soft armor firmly.
The severe pain coming from her waist made Beanna moan uncontrollably.
That moment.
She felt like her entire spine had been broken!
There was even crushing pain in the lower back!
What's even more terrible is.
Every punch struck by the Shadow Monk is filled with energy that shocks and paralyzes.
Go down with these three punches.
Beanna only felt that her whole body was soft and she couldn't exert any strength at all!
Snapped!
She stumbled and fell into the pool of blood. Suffering from the pain of her nerves, her right hand even lost the strength to grasp the soft sword.
"Hey hey hey..."
The ugly-looking monk came to her with his gloves raised high.
"Go to hell, bitch!"
The monk bent down fiercely and punched down.
It's at this critical moment.
Biananna used her last strength to dodge the punch.
However, after doing all this, she became even more desperate.
Almost everything she could see was bad news——
The pain in my mind is still increasing.
My physical strength has been completely exhausted.
After the last roll, she was further away from her weapon.
What's even more terrible is.
The two winged monsters also flew to her side!
Her eyeballs began to bleed.
Everything he saw before his eyes was filled with a desperate scarlet color.
"It's a fallen angel..."
She could vaguely make out the appearance of the flying monster, which was very similar to the illustrations she saw in Sword Song's compulsory monster class.
"The lecturer once said that fallen angels were once the most holy and glorious creatures. If you beg them for a one-on-one duel in times of despair, there is a certain chance that you will get permission..."
When such thoughts appeared in Beanna's mind.
She suddenly saw even more despair.
Behind those two fallen angels, there was actually a large group of little demons!
The number of these demons is so terrifying.
It was completely beyond the scope of what she could handle.
Even under normal circumstances, she has absolutely no confidence in winning.
Not to mention that he is now seriously injured!
"Am I going to die..."
Beanna's mind went blank.
From the corner of her eye, she watched desperately as the shadow of the Shadow Monk in the blood pool kept getting closer to her.
Last minute.
She held on to the ground with both hands, trying to fight to the death with the Shadow Monk.
But at this moment.
A scream full of pain erupted from the group of little demons!
Stab!
Beanna seemed to hear the sound of the air being torn apart.
next moment.
She was horrified to see the shadow monk who planned to attack her fall to the ground in pain!
On the verge of death.
He was still covering his neck helplessly.
Until he died and let go of his hands.
Only then did Biananna see a blood hole as thick as a finger on his neck!
Hiss!
The blood pool became chaotic.
The demons who were so oppressive just now suddenly turned into a flock of panicked sheep!
They looked around in horror.
Beanna's eyes widened as well.
But she couldn't see the existence that made the demons panic!
She could only hear the sound of the air being torn apart again and again.
Every time it sounds.
There were several demons lying on the ground covering their necks or hearts!
Whoosh whoosh!
A blood shadow flickered among the demons like a ghost, ruthlessly harvesting their lives.
Two minutes later.
When the two strongest fallen angels fell to the ground helplessly, covering their hearts.
Those frightening reflections finally appeared in the blood pool.
In Biana's horrified eyes.
The reflection suddenly disappeared in place.
Immediately afterwards.
The familiar sound of breaking through the air sounded again!
An unprecedented death tremor filled every nerve in Biana's body.
That moment.
She could only scream at the top of her lungs according to instinct:
"Sif——!"
puff!
A slight sound sounded.
Beanna trembled all over and raised her neck as high as possible.
She turned her eyes downward, looked over her chin, and saw a slender, rather beautiful tail.
At the moment when I shouted.
The triangular tip of this tail has already touched her pharynx.
Send another half inch inward.
She will die here!
Beanna was covered in cold sweat.
She looked nervously at the owner of the tail, whose blood-red pupils were struggling fiercely. After more than ten seconds, she reluctantly took the fatal tail away from Beanna's neck.
Beanna, who survived the disaster, gasped for air.
"Sif..."
She didn't dare to look up.
I only dare to lower my head and look at Sif's current appearance through the reflection of the blood pool——
Her appearance was 90% similar to before, except that a small horn glowing with silver light grew on her forehead.
Her hair was tangled behind her back like a cloud of fire, defying gravity.
Each hair tip burned with bright red flames.
The clothes on her body had already exploded.
Instead, he wore a pair of tight-fitting soft armor that was almost made of leather jacket and leather pants.
The soft armor is jet black.
Only key areas of the upper body are covered.
The waist reveals a small red waist and a cute belly button.
Below is a black leather skirt of the same material.
The leather skirt only covers the top of the thigh.
Healthy and strong legs extend from the bottom of the skirt.
A fiery snake spitting out letters was wrapped around her right thigh.
A mysterious and ancient tattoo appeared on the inner side of his left leg.
Her ankles were wrapped in armor made of the same material as soft armor, forming a pair of jet black leather short boots.
However, the most attractive thing about her body is her black tail.
The tip of the tail presents a triangular cone shape.
From time to time it flashes with dazzling silver light.
It gives people a mysterious and elegant feeling.
that moment.
The legend about the devil's blood circulating in Rolling Stone came to mind.
Is this Sif's second form?
She thought with great envy.
"Have you seen enough?"
Sif's voice had a hint of charm and warmth that she had never seen before.
Beanna swallowed subconsciously.
"You'd better not see anything today."
"Otherwise I will take off your clothes and hang them on the city wall of the Jade Cangting."
Sif said coldly.
Beanna nodded obediently.
"But……"
She hesitated to speak.
"But what?"
Sif impatiently wrapped her tail around Biana's waist and picked him up from the blood pool. The two faced each other, and their noses were almost touching.
"But you look so handsome now!"
Beanna said seriously.
Sif was obviously stunned for a moment.
Half a moment.
She used her tail to help Biana stand upright, and then let her go.
"But I don't like it."
Sif said calmly.
Beanna was also stunned for a moment, and then she said something mysteriously:
"Maybe Matthew likes it too."
Sif looked at her reflection in the blood pool with disgust:
"I do not believe."
"How could Matthew like something so perverted?"
"I hate killing, but my body now seems to be the most exquisite killing machine. I don't want to be like that..."
Her voice became smaller and smaller.
Because of the next moment.
There were more movements of monsters coming from the depths of the blood pool.
A large number of shadows came over.
Sif turned to face them.
The accumulated anger in his eyes finally erupted like a volcano:
"Why are you forcing me!?"
"Why!?"
puff!
The heartbreaking sound of breaking through the air sounded again.
A killing feast in the blood pool.
It seems like the curtain has just been lifted.
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Blood Nightmare Maze.
core area.
Matthew's eyes passed through the towering wall in front of him and looked directly at the strange thing wrapped in the twelve abyss stone pillars.
It's hard for you to describe this thing with ordinary words.
It was a huge lump of meat.
The meat dumplings have distinct layers and clear textures. These distinctions divide it into small pieces of meat dumplings.
Mouth-like organs formed on its surface.
These mouths are biting and devouring each other.
So the little meat lumps were either eaten, or they were eating meat lumps.
The whole process is like eating yourself like crazy.
He looks like a meaningless being.
But Matthew knew.
He not only has life.
And he has extremely high wisdom!
Otherwise, it would be impossible for this demon named Blood Nightmare to escape the control of other demon lords and sublimate into one of them.
"Fortunately it's just a projection..."
This is good news.
If, like Babasha, a container for the arrival of a blood nightmare appeared here, Matthew would be in much greater trouble.
But even so.
The pressure brought by the blood nightmare projection on Matthew was also unprecedentedly huge.
If it weren't for the super high resistance provided by two copies of divinity.
At this time, Matthew has probably lost control of his body just like when he looked directly at the evil being!
Currently, he is only 30 meters away from the Abyss Stone Pillar.
But he didn't dare to take even one step forward easily!
Too dangerous.
"Even if you hold two copies of divinity, you may be dizzy if you continue to go deeper. Even just a projection has such a profound influence... Who said that demons are easy to deal with?"
Matthew never forgets to relieve the pressure he faces by complaining.
He had to find a way to kill this projection.
Only in this way.
Only then can he completely destroy the ceremonial ground of Blood Nightmare Labyrinth.
In an instant.
Countless plans flashed through his mind, and he carefully considered the feasibility of these plans.
But the next second.
Matthew overturned all these plans.
Because a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared in front of him.
The other party was dressed very expensively.
"Disgusting, right?"
"I was disgusted when I first saw his shape, but let me tell you a secret. Although the blood nightmare penetrates its influence through the perception of other creatures, the sense of smell is actually the first medium.
But he handles his smell very well, and many people don’t notice this at the first time.”
Kratos smiled as if meeting an old friend and said:
"So with just one bubble technique, you can greatly relieve the pressure caused by the blood nightmare. Try it?"
Matthew noticed.
This guy also has a layer of microscopic bubbles on his body.
He doubtfully threw himself a bubble spell.
As a result, the influence of that big meaty lump on him suddenly dropped by half!
"Look, as long as you find the right method, the so-called Abyss Lord is nothing more than a large slime."
Kratos walked in the direction of the abyss stone pillar with relaxed steps.
Matthew walked side by side with him at a certain distance.
He stared at Kratos coldly:
"You deliberately attracted me here. What is your purpose?"
Kratos smiled slightly:
"Of course I'm here to make friends with you."
Matthew shook his head decisively:
"I do not believe."
"I know who you are!"
"You are Setrunk, the Thousand Changers, and the boss of the Silver Frost Brotherhood. As far as I know, you are a complete executioner and madman."
"You can never be my friend."
Kratos was not angry after hearing this.
He smiled and pointed at the big meat lump that was getting closer and closer and said:
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to be friends with me."
"But between interrogating me and dealing with this monster, you have to prioritize, right?"
"Why don't you join forces with me to kill this monster first?"
He seemed confident.
At this time, the two of them were less than three meters away from the abyss stone pillar.
The big meat lump in the center of the stone pillar sensed their presence and began to slowly move closer.
It's just that his speed is quite clumsy and slow.
Even if it's only a few meters away.
It takes several minutes for these pieces of flesh that are holding each other back to climb up.
"Don't be careless. Although Blood Nightmare's greatest abilities are shock, confusion and control, it will take a lot of effort to kill him, even if the two of us work together."
Kratos reminded me kindly:
"Even if you want to talk to me, you have to kill him completely..."
But as he spoke.
Matthew suddenly ran in the direction of the big meaty lump.
Immediately afterwards.
Kratos was extremely shocked, staring at him as if he were looking at a dead man.
Matthew passed through the stone pillar and punched the surface of the big lump of meat!
boom!
An extremely terrifying energy storm erupted between the pieces of meat.
That moment.
Kratos saw a golden light shining on Matthew.
That fist he threw.
It also seemed to become radiant!
puff!
After a soft sound.
All the pieces of meat were turned into powder during the violent energy distortion.
The 12 abyss stone pillars also broke together!
The oppressive and disgusting power that originally enveloped this space has completely disappeared!
In that unknown space.
There was a faint sound of extremely angry but helpless roar!
Matthew was on the spot, rubbing his intact fist.
on the data column.
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"Tip: You used the ability "Chen's Diamond Fist!" to kill the projection of the Abyss Lord Blood Nightmare!
The aftermath of the Diamond Fist successfully destroyed the Abyss Stone Pillar and the ritual venue "Blood Nightmare Labyrinth"!
The power from the abyss is slowly fading...
Your Legend +1 (Abyss)
Your hatred +1 (49th floor of the abyss/blood nightmare lord)
Based on the improvement of your legend, your ability to "snap back" from the celebrity field will be further strengthened.
Your "Shout Back" has the additional effect "Piss On".
Piss off: Enemies that are pushed back by you will have a certain probability of completely losing their will to fight and peeing away from you.
You have obtained the loot from the Blood Nightmare Projection——
Abyss Priesthood Fragments*5
Divinity*1"
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Matthew quickly glanced at the data column.
Then use the pure lead box prepared in advance to collect the fragments of divinity and priesthood.
Then he turned to look at Kratos, who was still in a daze: