The streets and alleys were shrouded in darkness and fog, and they couldn't see their fingers, but the two sides had long passed the stage of still relying on their eyes, and the fight was brilliant and exciting.

【Shadow Jump】!

When the skeleton in the suit flashed again, it was forced to lie straight to the ground by the two ghost staffs. He muttered, "It's coming so fast," and simply fell apart on the spot, and the shadow wrapped around the bones wanted to squirm on the ground and escape.

One of the wand mages felt bad, and his free hand pulled out a bottle of spray from his bosom and sprayed it at the puddle of black mud at his feet. The shadow immediately shook its tentacles like a live octopus thrown on an iron plate: "Ahhh What the hell! I'm not going to be able to host, so I'll change you! The secret technique was forcibly lifted, and the White Bone Tyrant stood up weakly, and was immediately swept over a few times by a ghost staff.

Is it a "pesticide"?

Qingyi's heart sank, and sure enough, he was still too big. "Insecticide" is sold in another dimension (and the price is still very cheap), this "worm" refers to parasites, which are specially used to deal with physical parasitic guys, and almost one is sprayed and one dies. Xue Duo's health value has decreased by more than half in a flash, and it is still declining at a speed visible to the naked eye, not to mention maintaining a "seriously ill person", and he is powerless to even play a trick casually. It seems that the information of his character attributes has long been figured out by the enemies.,It's really a person who is afraid of being famous.,Pigs are afraid of being strong.,It's obviously just a second-turn professional.。

However, the more critical he is, the calmer Qingyi becomes. Even he didn't realize it, all distractions were automatically eliminated from his heart, and everything was dissected to the point that only the essence remained. He only sees cause and effect, and the long line called "logic" that runs through cause and effect. If fate is a river, he wants the river to run in the direction he wants, rather than let himself be washed away.

"Frankie, give it to me."

Receiving this concise wavelength, Frankie immediately gave up resistance and let Qingyi take over the control of the body. Anigil was gently knocked to the ground, and Frankie pressed the tiles into a one-meter-square crater with all four legs, and then he was blown into the fog like a violent wind!

[[Soul Force Field] is disturbed, the data is insufficient, and the estimation error rate is more than 30%. ]

[There are 2 known wand mages with a 50%, 50%, and 62% chance of having a supporter at 30°5m from west to north, 47°6m from east to north, and 3°6m from north to east, respectively.] ]

[Using Frankie as a means of probing to verify the calculations.] ]

Wearing the crown of blue flames, Frankie walked the shortest distance, and in a dodge, he pounced on the first spot of Qingyitui's performance, and was stabbed into the mouth with a cane. Because the momentum was so strong, the wand effortlessly plowed a long groove in its upper jaw, which went deep along the edge of the brain stem, and passed through the left side of the cervical vertebra without hindrance (there was no bone armor in the joint).

[The first check is correct.] ]

Frankie took advantage of the momentum to close the huge mouth, and without activating the skill, he had already bitten off the ghost staff, and half of the staff spun and flew somewhere. The opponent's movements froze for a second, probably not thinking that the ghost staff would be damaged one day. Instead of taking advantage of the opponent's distraction to continue the attack, Frankie jumped away in an instant and pounced on the second coordinate point calculated by Qingyi, because the threat posed by the Ghost Wand Mage who lost his wand was extremely limited, and gathering intelligence was crucial to Qingyi.

In just a few moments, Frankie had completed the battlefield and was able to do the work of a reconnaissance team with one person, which was the absolute advantage of speed. By figuring out the other party's personnel arrangement, Qingyi will be able to overlook this terrain from a higher angle and create a chance to escape. In his eyes, the Dark Church had to be used to defeat both the Knights of the Iron Hoof and not need to fight one of them himself—why should he waste his energy with the pawns?

And while he controlled Frankie, he also kept rolling and crawling, holding on as much as possible under the blow of the two ghost staffs. The combat ability of his body has dropped significantly, and most of his combat skills cannot be used, after all, the higher the level of combat skills, the more support it needs attribute points. At this moment, Qingyi suddenly felt that his soul value was suddenly abundant, and he was suddenly filled up (and even treated overflowing). He realized that it was his adopted son who had activated the [Dark Healing: Twilight's Mercy] behind him.

【Dark Healing: Twilight's Pity】Using powerful soul power, the Twilight Monk can heal all living things. Restores 20% of total soul value, and if the target is a half-undead creature, increases the maximum total soul value by 20% for 30 seconds and repels all negative statuses.

[Annie Gill can use the Twilight Monk's skills.] ]

[Annigill lacks actual combat experience and makes a mistake in skill activation, which plays a role of less than 10%.] ]

[Dark Healing: Twilight's Pity] is mainly healing, and although it can clear negative statuses, it is limited to half-undead creatures, and even if this magic is cast, it will not solve Qingyi's urgent need. However, just as Qing Yi was calculating the new variables, a wand-shaped light and shadow that emitted a dim yellow glow swept past him and struck a ghost wand mage. The wand mage snorted and reached out to grab it, but the wand was empty, and the head of the wand slammed into his soul, causing him to scream.

【Twilight Scepter】With the divine power of the Soul God, the Twilight Monk can conjure a scepter of light in the air to perform soul attacks on enemies. Lasts 1 minute. The Light Staff has no durability, cannot be [Blocked], cannot be [Blocked], and the damage dealt is self level*10.

Of course, the Ghost Wand Mage has the means to deal with soul damage, but the [Twilight Staff] cannot be [blocked] due to the blessing of divine power, which dooms the enemy to only hold his head and run away.

"Can that little imp be killed?"

"Anyone other than the June Sun can be killed."

In the dark, several mages exchanged briefly, quickly agreeing that they didn't need stumbling blocks or captives. One after another spells aimed at Anniegil, slashing through the black mist along different trajectories, even Qingyi couldn't stop them all.

[Anigir attracts fire.] ]

[Escape chance increased by 5.] ]

When he thought about this step, Qingyi's thinking went blank for a moment, and all the calculations were interrupted. Scenes with Anigil replayed in his mind at the same time, the face of infancy, the face of childhood, the face of youth...... All looking at him in the depths of memory. As long as this child, who is slowly building up a close relationship and has a better relationship with each other than blood, as long as he can attract enemy firepower, Qingyi has a better chance of escaping the predicament.

I'm just being rational and not abandoning my humanity.

Talking to himself with his thoughts, he cleared his thoughts and continued to calculate.

[Assist with Frankie, intercept 4 spells in front left and middle left.] ]

Frankie's red lightning usually flashed in the alleyway, eating four spells solidly, while Qingyi swung a serrated spear gun, barely picking out the remaining two rounds of magic to dissipate, this set of combat skills is the usual "-for-tat" of the righteous dance music. The magic is restored to the dark element, supplementing the [Dark Sky], and the black fog is even denser. No, the black fog is not only dense, but slowly rises into the sky, forming a cloud of dead air! I don't know when Qingyi sprinkled the "despicable blood" on the ground, using the [Dark Skycanopy] for his own use to create a home field!

Even if it doesn't rely on parasites, June Sunshine is the Necromantic King after all, with a unique fighting style of the Necromantic King!

"It's 'despicable blood'......" whispered to the necromancers hiding in the shadows, their tones filled with greed.

Qingyi turned around. When the black fog cleared, he could clearly see Anniegil, only to see the boy spread out the bronze canon and look at him nervously. At the same time, he also noticed a blue halo at Anigier's feet, similar to the story painting on the stained glass of the church, depicting the saint walking in the cemetery and reviving the dead. The edges of the halo are lined with slender teardrop-shaped patterns that resemble the petals of a chrysanthemum.

[Anigiel has a [Probation Aura].] ]

[This aura is not of the same genre as the Dance of Justice, but it is 100% a [Probation Aura].] ]

Fortunately, Qingyi still maintained his calculation state, otherwise he would have to delay the business in shock. At this moment, a voice that was so cold that it reminded people of the phrase "miserable and miserable relatives" came from the end of the long street: "It's [Probation Aura]...... Take the little boy with you, too. ”

[Probation Aura] can only be possessed by clergy, and only some clergy who are looked down upon by the gods. The so-called "reform" is to forcibly reverse the faith of the infidels, that is, to make every believer a fanatic—this is already the most simple miracle. It is no exaggeration to say that if you can get the [Enlightenment Aura], even the Women's Federation can turn into a religious group, so the Dark Church has also seen the value of Anigil for granted.

The Dark Church is not biased against the Holy See. If possible, they would also like to establish a giant as well-organized as the Holy See, with thousands of followers.

"Want to change your name to the Dark Curia?" Qingyi turned his face and looked at the person who spoke. It was a man wearing a white artist's mask and a large cloak, and the reason why he was prominently described as having a "big cloak" was because his shoulders were too broad, half wider than ordinary people, and the edges and corners were hard, like Frankenstein. What made Qingyi even more noticeable was that this person was holding two ghost staffs, and the ghost staff was heavy, and few people could hold the ghost staff dually. The long-term gaming experience has taught Qingyi one thing: if you see someone unusual, the other party is either pretending or really strong.

In order to obtain the enemy's attributes, Qingyi opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The other party did not answer, but rushed forward, chanting as he rushed: "The night gave me dark eyes, and I use them to bury the enemy!" His eyes were filled with a rich black light, and he looked at Qingyi fiercely! [Death Gaze] with a high chance of instant death, whoever stares at it will die!

And Anigir began to chant almost as soon as the first word was uttered: "God with his wings has saved us from suffering!" A light blue, translucent arc-shaped magic barrier lit up outside Qingyi's body, and the light and shadow just cut off the masked man's line of sight!

【Soul Shield】Because of its powerful soul, the Dusk Monk can effectively protect it. Inflicted on a target, reducing psychic magic damage dealt to that target by 50%.

[Countermeasures succeeded.] ]

It's all within Qingyi's calculations. He is familiar with the content of the game, and when the opponent sings the first syllable, he knows the opponent's casting intention, calculates the best response plan within milliseconds, and informs Annigir to activate the [Soul Shield]. Of course, he could roll around and avoid [Death Gaze], but it was likely that he would obey the other party's wishes and let the other party get close smoothly. So, he chose to fight head-on, which he learned from the Dance of Justice.

The other party rushed to the front, twisted his left foot, his body was already halfway, and the ghost staff in his left hand poked out fiercely!

"Simon, what are you still doing!" Qingyi lay backwards, dodging the ghost staff in an extremely indecent posture, and roared.

A steel fork slammed straight into the air, and the fork spike forked the end of the ghost wand that had time to be recovered on the ground, and the sudden impact force immediately shattered all the floor tiles that were one meter square. The little devil with his koala-like limbs coiled around the fork smiled, opened his mouth and spewed a burst of flame at the masked man.