Looking at the piece of rag flying in the sky, the philosopher immediately guessed the identity of the other party.
She looked across in shock.
As a star noble and a senior demonologist, she also knows the path of dusk very well.
The group currently competing with demonologists for the right to speak is the alchemists, while the necromancers have always remained neutral. To remain neutral means to maintain a good relationship with both parties. From this point of view, the death of Star Antimony
The spiritual master is actually the best glue.
After all, there is one thing that stands out on the road at dusk: If the enemy does not move, I will not move. If the enemy moves around, I will not move. In short, I will not move if I can. If possible, it is best not to see anyone and just continue my peaceful daily life.
Never make any changes.
Those who are not afraid of trouble will not be recognized by the Dusk Path.
It is precisely because of this characteristic that extraordinary beings who only rely on the Dusk Path cannot independently support a faction or lead a country.
Because everyone here doesn’t work, doesn’t work hard, and doesn’t want to be responsible. If there is trouble, no one can stand up.
Contrary to this laziness, all the extraordinary people in the Dusk Path have very high use value - the Necromancer can resurrect the dead and transform the undead, and the Preserver can also solidify objects, buildings and rituals. Therefore, the Dusk Path's
In order not to be excluded, extraordinary people can only choose to join other factions. In Star Antimony, the two largest factions are demonologists and alchemists.
In this affiliation, demonologists and alchemists will gradually understand the various abilities of the Twilight Path Extraordinary.
The philosopher was also surprised by this - because Yinhun looked like a necromancer no matter how he looked. Whether it was his code name or his temperament, he had a cold, stiff and gloomy feeling.
——But this ability is not the ability of the Necromancer at all.
This is the ability of the preservationist, [preservation of living remains]!
By putting your physical body into a state of suspended animation, saving it in a safe portable plane, and then controlling the demonized avatar to act.
Due to insufficient materials, the traps set by the philosophers were basically triggered by stampedes or trip wires. The ghosts floated over directly, so none of the traps were triggered.
——Because of this, the philosopher's previous ritual spells did not attack this robe at all. It just floated upward and was able to avoid this attack by sticking to the ceiling.
How the hell would any preservationist name himself Yinhun?
The philosopher almost wanted to curse.
But she only had the last material left at hand. Even if she could destroy the substitute, she still wouldn't be able to defeat the ghost when it revealed its true form.
So she raised her hands directly: "I surrender, Yinhun. I am Alai, we can cooperate."
"——No, you are not Alai."
Yinhun sadly denied: "Alai is a woman, so he can only become a man in this ceremony."
Its voice was like a ghost, floating from an empty distance: "I'll give you another chance, who are you?"
"Okay, I'm a philosopher. I'm a mage of the path of wisdom. I can solve all kinds of traps and puzzles. There's no harm in bringing me along."
The philosopher directly confessed his identity - mainly because he really had nothing to wear.
She showed a stiff smile and tried to make a friendly gesture: "Look, we are all alone. We have not found our teammates... So if only one of us escapes from here, special rules may be triggered instead.
It will lead to failure. But if we escape together, we will definitely survive."
That's what she said to the Hatter before.
At this moment, she almost didn't change her lines, but she was confident that this should be no problem.
Because the other party didn't know how much mana she still had, and he also realized that she still had a ritual material on hand. If he fought with her in such a narrow place with no hiding space, it would only be a lose-lose situation for both parties.
And if everyone survives, even if they fail to score points due to insufficient tasks, at least they will not receive too serious punishment. From another perspective, she has laid a trap. If everyone cannot leave the secret passage and pass the level,
Then the only person who leaves will lose under the influence of special rules.
There is no benefit in killing her, there are risks in fighting her, and you may lose after winning——
No matter how you think about it from any angle, there is no room for rejection of her proposal.
But Yin Hun just smiled and gave an answer she didn't expect at all: "What about the materials you are carrying? Who is he?"
"Being able to use 'Bull's Fire' means that the material comes from a man. And there is no woman among the three of you."
——What should I do? How should I respond?
The Forge is dead, and Janet doesn't know if it's Shade's teammate. So should she say it's the body of Alai or the Hatter?
The philosopher was silent for a moment.
But Yinhun didn't wait for the answer to this question at all: "But it doesn't matter who it is. People on the path of wisdom are too treacherous. I can't distinguish between your lies and conspiracy. So I won't listen to anything you say."
"Wait, wait, think about what I mean again! What I mean is-"
"That's enough, I don't want to hear it."
Yinhun replied coldly: "Shut up."
A dim yellow light burned from within the black robe.
The premonition of death arises in the heart of the philosopher——
She immediately threw herself to the side, trying to avoid the petrifying light that was like a pistol.
She dodged, but not completely.
Although the philosopher avoided the direct attack of the petrifying light, a yellow light like a camera flash suddenly flashed through. Her movements suddenly became slower.
She was floating in the air, moving frame by frame as if in slow motion.
——That’s the preservationist’s slowness technique!
The moment this spell is released, both eyes must be focused and looking directly at the opponent's casting point for it to take effect.
But when...
"No, it's the preservationist's sequence technique——"
The philosopher was suddenly startled and astonished in his heart.
You gave me the Sequence Technique now?!
The saver can save in advance a spell of the highest energy level that he can release, and it will be automatically triggered when special circumstances are met. By doing this, the spell pool of the previous day can be saved to the next day in disguise... and the triggering conditions of this spell are obviously
It is triggered "when someone successfully dodges the petrifying light".
Because if you want to avoid the petrifying light, you must concentrate and stare at the opponent to dodge. And this will cause the slow spell.
——Where do you get the mana to cast so many spells!
The philosopher felt despair.
At this moment, a young man's arm poked out from the cloak.
"It's so cute, girl," a flirtatious male voice said, "but it's better not to keep such dangerous things at hand."
In the philosopher's fear, the last ritual bag on her body was easily thrown away by that hand.
"I want to taste her, okay? She's so cute."
A man's voice sounded, as if he was asking for advice.
"Can't."
Yin Hun's cold voice sounded: "Restrain me, stupid woman. Also, do it quickly, I won't be able to stop her for too long."
"Alright alright……"
The man said with a smile, emerging from the rag cloak. It was as if he had been wearing a cloak.
Like other blood slaves, he has a handsome face, is naked, and has prominent muscles. He has short black hair, and his body is full of vitality, and he does not hide his instincts and desires.
He grabbed the philosopher's neck and kissed her forehead affectionately under the philosopher's fearful eyes.
"Good night, honey. It's such a pity, we are short of time now."
He spoke softly, pinched the philosopher's right arm and suddenly developed extremely abnormal muscles.
Tentacles composed of countless blood suddenly stabbed out from his right arm and pierced into the philosopher's body.
Under the pain and fear, the philosopher let out a shrill scream. But the man just laughed heartily and lifted the philosopher's neck up high.
He covered the philosopher's mouth with his other hand, and then a large number of tentacles sprouted out of his left hand, directly submerging the philosopher's petite body.
When these tentacles dispersed, only a smooth skeleton scattered around was left.
"——Okay, the blood pool has been replenished."
The man patted his belly cheerfully: "Do you want to catch her soul?"
"Stupid woman, this is part of the ceremony. I can't catch it."
Yinhun's voice was erratic and unclear: "Come back soon after eating, I suddenly don't feel good..."
"Oh, I feel it too. There are two women's heartbeats, one healthy and one weak. They have been watching for a long time."
The man looked at the shadow not far away and grinned confidently: "But I don't think there is any need to escape, Yinhun. This is my home court - I have an absolute advantage, and they are not as strong as me.
"Are you...ban and strangers? Are you here to avenge your companions? Then you are really late."
"Feel sorry."
Aiwass' light voice came from the shadows: "You have the wrong person, Miss Janet."
Bayard's cold and arrogant face wearing glasses appeared immediately, causing the confident smile on the man's face to freeze.
He felt his heart stop for a beat.
Why is there a child of the moon waiting behind the secret passage?