After a night of silence, Rikka turned a little pale on the fourth day, but she still stood in the center of the field. She had lost to the same opponent for three consecutive days, which was a knot she could never let go of.
The giant wolf Fenir was chatting with his daughter Foresta in a languid manner. From the looks of it, he seemed to have never paid attention to Rikka from the beginning to the end. This is actually the case. After passing through the speed, strength, and coercion,
, after the secret skills competition, Fennier felt that there was no need to fight again today.
"Forget it, you are not being stubborn, it is a sign of extreme stupidity."
"You are also an ancient ferocious beast. You are so powerful when you are less than a hundred years old. You can be said to be very powerful."
The giant wolf Fennir signaled Foresta to leave the field, and then looked up at Rikka. He had no idea of fighting with him today, because after three consecutive days of fighting, Fennir already had a rough understanding of Rikka's strength.
.If we continue like this again, there is no point except wasting time.
"Willpower! This is what my brother gave me, and it is also the confidence that keeps me alive today."
"I don't have any trump cards anymore, and if I lose today, I promise not to challenge you again during the Fantasy Forest."
As Rikka said these words one by one, her hands transformed into short blades again. Countless mysterious magic patterns glowed, flickering and appearing like living creatures.
Boom was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly. He did say that once, but Boom's original intention was to make Rikka practice hard, not to be so stubborn.
"Perhaps this is the special hobby of the younger generation. You are like this, and so is Foresta." Fennier measured his head and looked at his only destined offspring. Don't look at Foresta's daily life.
She is very naughty and laughing, but in terms of training intensity, apart from Fennier, perhaps there is no one else here. Even Boom, who has always been crazy, is not one-tenth as good as the little girl.
"Okay, then let me show some sincerity. Since you said you want to compete with willpower, I have a trick that can test your bottom line."
"But you can talk ugly things first. If you can't bear it, you must signal me to stop. Otherwise, you will really die in the Fantasy Forest. Do you hear me clearly?"
As Fennir spoke, he took off his leather armor. Forresta, who was eating, suddenly grabbed Boom and kept talking anxiously.
"Boom, you go ask father to stop later, three minutes! Remember, it must not exceed three minutes!" Forresta's face no longer looked like she was watching a show before, and her body even trembled slightly. Boom
Hearing this, there was no immediate response. He looked at the other party in confusion, waiting for her to explain further.
"This is my father's most powerful secret technique. Although I have personally experienced it countless times, it is just a trick my father picked up."
"And more than thirty years ago, I could easily make the Divine Blessing Knights miserable just by relying on my half-baked tricks."
"So, if my father is angered by Sister Rikka, she will be buried in the fantasy forest forever, and even her soul will be shattered."
Foresta gave a rough description in a few words, while Boom and Christine's expressions became increasingly ugly, and finally they all looked into the venue.
The two believed that what Forresta said was true, because she had no reason to lie at all, let alone use this method to highlight the power of the giant wolf Fennir.
However, they were already a step too late. They saw Fennier's left foot slowly retreating a little, and then his whole body completely integrated with nature.
Rikka slowly closed her eyes, trying to control her curiosity. Because under the perception of the beast's pressure, the other party seemed like an ordinary middle-aged man, without the previous violence, and even with the name of "Lord of Warcraft"
The number runs in the opposite direction.
"Come out, my friends!" Fennir's voice seemed to be whispering to himself, and it was like a switch. The clouds in the sky could no longer maintain their gray state, and drizzles fell one after another, becoming hazy for an instant.
The entire fantasy forest.
The first, the second, the third. In the end, fifteen giant fluorescent wolves appeared out of thin air, and Fennir took a deep breath to force his body to remain in human form.
"Just teach her a lesson." Fennier said with a smile, and the fifteen giant wolves nodded after hearing this, and then looked at Rikka coldly.
Soul Wolf, the most powerful secret technique of the ancient ferocious beast Fennir, condenses fifteen wolf-shaped clones by splitting the soul. These giant wolves are purely condensed from the soul and can directly unleash their nerves on the enemy.
The power of the attack is far beyond the tricks of the great spiritual magister.
Every spirit has its own way of preserving life, whether it is rough skin and thick flesh, or fighting energy to protect the body, or full of magic power. But even those "Twelve Demonic Beasts" have brains no bigger than a square inch, and they are extremely fragile.
Therefore, the attack method of the giant wolf Fennir is very rogue. Once those soul wolves penetrate the body, whether the opponent lives or dies depends entirely on Fennir's decision.
But behind this almost unsolvable power, Fennir also bears huge risks. Because those soul wolves are part of his soul, and any one of them that is loose will cause him considerable harm. And this
This kind of damage will last a lifetime and there is no possibility of recovery.
The drizzle continued, and a soul wolf pounced on Rikka like lightning, and then sank into her body. Rikka suddenly froze, her face became paler, and big beads of sweat dripped down.
The second one came one after another, and Rikka could no longer stay upright, and even had no strength to lift her head. However, she gritted her teeth, and her eyes were full of madness.
The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one. Rikka Kaiding’s consciousness gradually blurred, and finally he rolled his eyes and passed out.
The wand of annihilation burst out with light, and the black wood staff spurted out two magic pattern petals. The healing circle instantly enveloped Rikka, and the female contract beast crawled out of the giant rock cradle, and the spiritual decomposition technique fired at the fifteen soul wolves.
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"Arrogant dark elf magician, if you weren't Rikka's companion, I would tear you to pieces right now!" Fennir snorted coldly, and then his mental decomposition technique was dispelled by a soul wolf, and he was ready to counterattack. "As long as I don't hurt Rikka anymore, I will pay any price." Christine held the wand of annihilation and replied softly. The female contract beast used her body to protect her master.
"Huh? Interesting, very interesting! I didn't expect surprises to come one after another. I was indeed right. Times are changing and everything will change!"
"Don't worry, I won't attack her back. Let her have a good sleep and she will be fine tomorrow."
After Fennier said that, he immediately walked towards the cave. But all the fifteen soul wolves got into his body without making any sound. However, no one noticed that Fennier's eyes were finally on the female worm contract.
The beast paused for a moment, and a trace of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
On the fourth day, in the willpower competition, Rikka finally persisted for five minutes, but finally passed out. Boom carried her back to the Wonder House, and the white light of the healing circle never dissipated that night.
Christine stood in the drizzle. She smiled and looked up at the sky. She was neither aggrieved by Fennier's ridicule nor hesitant because of her own weakness. The female contracted beast always stayed with its owner quietly.
Around me, it seems that there is no longer a master-servant relationship between the two, but more like inseparable relatives.
"Father noticed it too, that big fat bug seems to be something special." Forresta said with a smile after returning to the cave.
"Every spirit has its own destiny, so it is too early to determine whether it can complete its transformation in the end." The voice of the giant wolf Fenir floated out from the shadows, seemingly without any emotion.