The chain was wrapped with a hand hook at the end, and with just a simple swing, a black straight line shot out like lightning against the white rock formation.
The whistling sound piercing the air was extremely harsh.
when!
Holo stepped out of the way in front of everyone.
The hollow [Takiri-pinched spear] entangled the chain the moment it collided with its head.
With just one contact, Hero didn't realize anything was wrong.
"No, the speed of this chain is too slow, and there is no strong soul energy fluctuation on it."
The weak soul energy fluctuations that burst out from his body just now were not even reflected in the chains.
Without the soul-activated chains, Helo could keep up with its speed just by relying on the [Comprehensive Drive] module.
On the side, Byrne grabbed Feng Liu when the chain was thrown, and pulled out a wind bow larger than before.
He is stronger than before.
The condensed wind bow is also stronger, and his newly grown strength is not enough to fully master it.
As a result, the wind flow at both ends of the wind bow cannot be condensed into reality, and the whistling wind sound is like the wail of a ghost.
Although Hero was hesitant about the opponent's boldness and had no time to figure out the plan, the opportunity was rare. The opponent's chain was fixed on the hand hook. He held the spear body with his other hand and pressed down hard. The huge force was transmitted from the chain to the opposite side.
The chain collapsed due to the two forces involved. When he was indirectly controlled, Hero put the halo of corrosive projection on the opponent's body, and at the same time fired a [Petrified] shot that passed through many module amplitudes.
The tacit understanding created by Byrne and Helo's many collaborations came into play at this time.
The bowstring of the wind bow was stretched to the extreme. This time Byrne did not use [Wind Current Transformation]. Facing such a target that was firmly under control, there was no need to disperse the power to carry out a range attack.
An emerald green arrow, which is much thicker than an ordinary bow and comparable to a spear, only condenses on the bowstring.
With the howling wind and the wail of ghosts, Byrne loosened his fingers.
Boom!
An emerald green shadow was left in the air.
Click!
The wind arrow rushed along the established trajectory.
But when the wind arrow hit the enemy hard, it did not pass through the enemy's body as expected, nor did it explode and erupt with wind blades cutting through the flesh.
It was like a glass window that had hit a stone. It shattered an inch directly in front of the enemy, turning into emerald green fragments and falling to the ground.
After a while, these fragments turned into breezes and shuttled through the gullies of the white rock formations, no longer whistling like before.
With sharp eyes, Hero also discovered that his petrification did not form effective control over the enemy at all.
Even if I squeeze hard and press hard, I still can't pull it even an inch.
"There's something fishy. This guy dares to fight against five of us alone. He really has something to rely on." The old man observed and did not take action rashly.
He could already see some details of the movement just now.
"His body surface is isolated from the touch of soul magic. Are those brass modifications?"
Judging from the power of contact and the fluctuation of soul energy, the opponent cannot be a level magician.
An apprentice can withstand Byrne's charged attack without using soul magic. Hero can only guess at the alchemical transformation.
It seems that those modifications on the body are not only cool to look at.
"Hey! The team that can keep up really has some skills, at least it can be seen."
He pointed to the entrance of the corridor where black mist was emitting again and continued:
"I'm here! So you guys can't break through with your abilities. It's better to give up earlier. You can get out by walking along any corridor here, but the location is uncertain, but it's better than dying here."
"Die here? You are too confident. Confident people often end badly."
"It's not that I'm confident, I'm just stating the facts. You've also seen...soul magic can't hurt the physical body at all, but close combat?"
He slowly raised the hand hook, and there was a noise like the rattling of gears inside, and the chain was pulled back bit by bit under the steady output of the force.
"You have no hope at all in close combat!" A sudden force was exerted, and the pulling force further intensified, and Hero was pulled unintentionally and staggered.
"Arrogant!"
With the idea of cooperation in mind, Meese took the lead and took the lead, enveloping the enemy's head with a bubble the size of a human head without any warning.
Bo!
With a crisp sound, the bubbles exploded.
This time everyone could see it clearly. The power of the bubbles caused the surrounding space to burst into colorful lights, but the man's head was intact.
The brass modification parts on the face have an unusual luster.
"I told you, your soul skills have no effect at all! There will be no rank magicians in this mission, just relying on the skills of apprentices... Hehe, if you don't want to leave, then stay!"
Before Hero and others could react, his completely modified right arm hit the ground, creating a hole in the hard white rock layer.
The right arm of alchemical brass reached into it.
"Weapons of War! Amberlus!"
As the brass right arm was suddenly pulled out from the hole, a long and narrow mushroom with a strange shape and a metallic luster was pulled out of the hole.
Several people looked at the old man in unison.
A dignified gelatinous expression has appeared on the clay pot:
"The system of the battle formation tower has become more and more interesting in recent years. No matter from which aspect, it has made great progress. If this thing hadn't deviated from the original template, I would really be hard-pressed to recognize it.
"
"Hey, old guy, it seems you recognize him?"
"Don't call me old guy, it's so annoying coming from your mouth!"
"Old man, why don't you tell me first? I look at this thing as if I'm going to vomit something?!" Hero shouted anxiously.
The weird thing that was pulled out was mainly flesh-colored. Judging from its appearance and its malleability, it should be soft, like some kind of plant.
But the metallic luster has removed the head of the rhizome, and it looks like a peashooter contaminated by biological and chemical weapons.
There is a hollow tube sandwiched between the upper and lower meat shells, and something seems to be moving inside.
"Their creativity is hard to imagine. This thing is made of special soul beasts and mineral metals raised in the [War Tower] as the base material, and transformed into war weapons with different functions through their unique system of soul skills and soul circuits.
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Because each magician’s soul is different, I don’t know what the finished product will do after being transformed through the same path.”
Before the old man could finish speaking, another fog-colored humanoid phantom floated on the Amblerus plant.
"I'm sorry, old man... your source of information is a bit behind. By the way, this is my unique Ambrose, not the junk you have seen before."
The humanoid phantom's face was empty and as smooth as a hard-boiled egg. As it raised its hands, two brass eyeballs appeared in the palms of its hands and rolled.
"I think you have no chance to escape... remember to say my name when the soul fire goes out... the future Grand Duke of the War Tower! Chrollo!"
Immediately after he dodged and retreated behind the phantom, a huge bulge formed at the base of Ambrose, which continued to crawl to the bottom of the hollow pipe.
puff!
Without warning, a cloud of yellow-green gas erupted from it, followed by a solid brass projectile.
Holo looked startled!
'Oops! You're coming for me!'
But now the offense and defense have changed.
The chains that were originally used to control the spear now became its own shackles.
Chrollo on the opposite side took the opportunity to activate the winch in his hand hook.
Hero had no doubts about his judgment, he let go of his assistant's left hand, squeezed out his strength and locked it with his foot.
Thick yellow-green gas separated the two parties, making it difficult to see the specific situation.
But everyone ignored the phantom above Ambrose. The brass eyeball in its hand allowed everyone to see clearly through the gas cover, and transmitted the information to Chrollo's eyes.
"hey-hey!"
Soon enough, Chrollo released the pull of the winch on the chain.
Hero lost his center of gravity and stumbled backwards.
What a coincidence! It was also this stagger that exposed his face unpreparedly to the path of the brass projectile.
"Blank! Protect me, master!"
The Kong shield, which was enough to cover half of the mountain, was thrown out of the skin by Hero and lay between the two.
Boom!
The dull impact smashed the shield into Hero's face.
He didn't have time to hold it back with his hands, and was hit by the shield and fell backwards.
Fortunately, the brass projectile was blocked by the hard shield and flew in the opposite direction.
The projectile didn't bounce far and landed between the two of them.
When everyone thought it was just an ordinary projectile, the brass projectile that rolled into the ravine of the white rock formation suddenly burst out with a bright white light.
It wiped out the surrounding white rock layer without any sound.
When the white light dissipated, several people could only swallow their saliva and look at the empty space with fear.
"Oh, you escaped, but it won't happen again, no..."
When Chrollo was alert, he discovered that there was a stone in the pit that had not been destroyed.
It was a pointed stone tablet, and a profound aura of simplicity and decay permeated it.
The gas that originally spewed out continuously from Ambrose's mouth filled the area around the obelisk and could no longer be dispersed.
It's like a sky stream that separates the two sides.