Chapter 595 The world of Ishruna in the painting proves that the boss without the second stage has no soul.
Faced with the bombardment of Olga Marie's magic, the Night Walker rushed straight forward without any intention of dodging, just like a rampaging tank.
"Yard——!"
Gray shouted loudly, and Arthur in his hand instantly transformed into a scythe.
She waved the scythe, stood in front of Olga Marie, held it across her chest, and blocked the Night Walker's powerful blow.
"Well……"
Gray felt an overwhelming and unshakable force surge up from the alien blade, almost making it impossible for her to hold on to Yad, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.
Her palms were numb and she still felt pain. In just one fight, she was at a disadvantage in the battle of strength.
This still had the effect of strengthening the body with magic. She estimated in her mind that with the power of the Night Walker, even if there was a tank in front of it, it would be able to easily split it into two pieces.
"Gray, how are you?"
Seeing Gray's struggling appearance, Olga Marie asked anxiously. At the same time, she also changed her attack method. Instead of simply using magic formulas that rely on magic power to cause attacks, she preferred physical methods such as shaping and impact.
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After careful observation, she found that the night wandering ghost, whether it was the sword in its hand or the armor on its body, was very resistant to magic, but was weaker to pure physical attacks.
It's just that this one is just a little weaker than others, and it's still very tricky.
But now that she found the right direction, Olga Marie dealt with this guy much more easily.
"Hmm... not bad."
Gray nodded, then took a deep breath, waved Yard and rushed forward again. Her agile figure was like a swallow flying close to the ground, and went around behind the night wandering ghost.
The sharp blade of the scythe collided with the armor of the Night Walker, causing a series of sparks and a tooth-piercing sound.
However, it did not penetrate the armor as expected, and only left a deep scratch on it. At this time, the Night Walker was restrained by Olga Marie's shaping magic and could not turn around to deal with it.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gray launched another attack, but this time he aimed at Night Walker's neck.
Although there was armor covering it, it was quickly broken open, revealing the bloodless skin inside.
Gray suddenly felt a great sense of disgust in her heart. The night wandering ghost in front of her was so familiar to her. This was an existence that had passed away. He should be sleeping in the earth and should not continue to wander on the ground.
Thinking in his mind, he attacked with more force. After more than ten attacks, the scythe's blade barely cut off the Night Walker's head, causing his struggle to stop.
"Huhu——"
Olga Marie was breathing heavily, and her face was pale. This was the result of the extensive use of magic power.
"Finally got rid of this guy."
She casually wiped the sweat from her forehead. The magic power in her body was already empty. If it continued for a while, she might have to overdraw her life force and convert it into magic power again.
"I'm afraid, it won't end that easily..."
Gray stared at the headless Night Walker and tightened his grip on the scythe.
"What--?!"
Olga Marie shouted subconsciously, then took a few steps back, staring at the Night Walker's position with vigilance, and once again gathered the few remaining magic powers in her body.
Kakaka————
The Night Walker's body trembled slightly, and then he increased his movements. Bloody flames surged out of his body, licking his armor and skin. From a distance, it looked like he was covered with a cloak of flames.
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He slowly walked towards his head, then bent down to pick it up and put it back on his neck.
The bloody flames became more intense, and the alien blade in his hand was like melted cheese, with ferocious thorns protruding from it, like the claws and teeth of a dragon.
A series of bloody flaming footprints were left behind wherever they walked, which could not be extinguished for a long time. Gray and Olga Marie looked at this scene and looked at each other.
"what to do……?"
Olga Marie asked quietly.
Gray pursed her lips and tightened her grip on the scythe, seemingly a little troubled.
But no matter how you look at it, the night wandering ghost in front of you is much stronger than before. It was so difficult to deal with before. Now...
"How about we make a strategic retreat first?"
Olga Marie suggested again.
"Strategic retreat?"
Gray repeated it, hearing the word for the first time.
"Hehehe, Chronic Gray, strategic retreat means running away!"
This is what Yad said happily.
As if being alarmed by Ad's voice, Night Walker slowly turned around and "looked" in the direction of Gray and Olga Marie, with blazing bloody flames burning deep in his pupils.
"I also agree with the retreat plan??(??????ω??????)??"
Gale, who had always pretended to be transparent, said that he was just a book and that he was powerless in the face of the situation.
"Mr. Gale, isn't there any way to defeat the Night Walker?"
Now that they had determined the strategic retreat plan, they immediately implemented it. During the retreat, Gray asked Gale curiously.
"Of course it exists."
Gale turned the pages of the book and spoke with confidence.
"The Night Walker is transformed from the body of the ancient knight of the church. The blessing of the First Fire remains in the body. As long as the blessing of the First Fire is consumed, the Night Walker will be completely dead."
"Then how to consume the blessing of the First Fire?"
"It's very simple. You just need to kill the night wandering ghost. Generally, the number of times you need to kill depends on the amount of remaining blessings. The night wandering ghost behind us only needs to be killed two more times to completely eliminate it.
He got it."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that every time you kill a Night Walker, the strength of the Night Walker will be closer to that of his original life, and every Night Walker was at least as high as the Grand Knight Commander of the Church during his lifetime."
"Like that old man?"
Olga Marie couldn't help but ask. She used her remaining magic power to try her best to create obstacles to stop the night wandering ghost.
"It is much more powerful. Every Grand Knight Commander was a semi-god-level hero in his prime. Monet is now in his aging stage, and there should be very little strength left."
"Demi god……"
Olga Marie rolled her eyes. Although she didn't know how it compared with the gods of the Gods, anyone who could be called a demigod was extremely troublesome no matter what.
Thinking back to those famous demigods in Greece in the Age of Gods, no matter what, I would not be a match for such guys.
At this moment, from the corner in front of him, a black shadow half a man's height suddenly rushed out, throwing the unsuspecting Gray to the ground.