Chapter 269: Flesh Puppet

In the process of retreating, Wen Wen also caught a glimpse of the current commander-in-chief Schwarzenegger, who was supported by the adjutant Arak, and at this time, his mouth couldn't stop: "I said, they are all the commanders of the Night Watch Knights, why is your combat strength so much worse than the prince!" ”

"Watch your ......"

"It's okay, Arak. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" interrupted the adjutant's words, and a bitter smile appeared on the face of the current commander-in-chief, "I'm not good at force in the first place, and compared to previous commanders-in-chief, I may be more suitable to be their secretary." ”

"Literati have the advantages of being literati, everyone is a reasonable person, and in many cases, I prefer to deal with reasonable people." Gently turned around, his ice-blue eyes staring at the growing red mist in front of the temple, "Old man, this thing doesn't seem to be the same as the suicide bombs we saw in the square before, those were meat balls before...... And this one seems to be a cloud of fog. ”

"It's not that simple." The Prince of Wind Pressure looked at the red mist that was getting bigger and bigger, and said in a low voice, "I can feel the violent flow of energy inside, although it is not the meat balls before, but it may not be what it is, can't your eyes see through this layer of blood mist?" ”

"Come on, my eyes aren't X-rays." Gently and depressedly, he said, "I can only see through things like spell prohibitions or magic arrays. ”

At this moment, there were only a few monsters left in front of the temple that had been devoured, and a low roar suddenly came from the thick blood mist, as if some ancient beast had been awakened, and a violent wave of qi exploded, and the salty smell smashed the gentle face.

"Damn, this smells disgusting." Retching gently, he said disgustedly, "I feel like being called in the face by my aunt." ”

"Auntie?"

"You just didn't say anything." Looking at the prince's ignorant little eyes, he said gently and embarrassedly.

The prince didn't continue to ask, because at this moment, an incomparably tall figure slowly appeared in the viscous blood mist, and with the shining appearance of this figure, everyone present felt incomparable pressure in their hearts!

A huge body of four meters high, towering in front of the temple like a hill, its whole body was covered with blood-colored muscles without skin, at first glance it looked like a giant who had been skinned, and the blood-colored breath lingered on his body, playing the role of connecting tendons, gently staring at these blood, always feeling that the pieces of flesh that those monsters had turned into would accidentally fall.

The previous blood-colored greatsword was too small for him, and the huge hands of the flesh giant were his most powerful weapons, and ordinary humans were too small in front of his fists!

"Hop...... Fit? ”

"Oh my God, how could that woman named Mi'er use so many evil spells?!" Count Alexander was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth, "The dead come back to life, manipulate corpses, flesh and blood merge...... Each of them is a forbidden spell that cannot be tolerated by the world, she, she actually knows all of them, and she blatantly casts them?! ”

Ignoring the surprised gazes of the Earl and the others, the flesh puppet composed of scattered winds and monsters slowly lowered its body, and then suddenly accelerated, and pounced on the night watchmen on the other side of the square!

The Night Watch Knights dodged in panic in the face of the flesh puppets rushing to the siege chariots, not because they didn't want to fight the enemy to the death in their temple, but because the difference in strength between the enemy and us was so great that it was not a glorious sacrifice at all, but a one-sided bloody massacre!

"Block him!"

At the critical moment, the Prince of Wind Pressure once again used his mastery, only to see that he inserted the big sword in his hand into the floor tiles in front of him, and the crystal blue barrier that he had seen mildly before smashed in front of the flesh puppet, and the old man An Lu behind him was holding the magic book in his arms and chanting obscure spells, and Count Alexander ...... There doesn't seem to be much else to do other than cheer them on the side.

Looking at the huge flesh puppet in front of him, Gentle suddenly remembered a sentence that Mi'er had said earlier.

I didn't become him, I just attached my spirit to him......

"I didn't become him, I just attached my spirit to him?" Gently chewing on Mier's words, his eyes fixed on the mist of blood wrapped around the flesh puppet's body, there seemed to be a faint light flickering in his mind, and he tried to grasp it, but it was always in vain.

At this point, the terrible flesh puppet had already crashed into the huge crystal blue barrier in front of the prince, and the strong force made the prince's face show a painful expression, and the place where the flesh puppet came into contact with the barrier also fell fiercely, and several bloody stumps broke free from the shackles of the blood mist because of the violent inertia, and were thrown out directly, smashing on the floor tiles of the square.

Looking at the blood-colored viscosity that squirmed like tentacles and then returned to its original shape like jelly, the window paper that hindered his thinking in his mind was pierced instantly, and a sudden refreshing feeling was like an initiation, instantly soaking every cell in his body.

"I know, I know!" Gentle and dancing cheers, "I know why my Sentry Eye doesn't work...... Because this guy is dead, it's a corpse, he doesn't have any spirit at all, but these blood mist, these things are different, these are the keys that Mi'er uses to control the scattered wind corpse, these are Mi'er's spiritual power! ”

I don't know what Wen Wen is talking about, the Prince of Wind Pressure only cares about trying his best to maintain the huge barrier in front of him, and the flesh puppet controlled by Mier seems to have completely lost its IQ, and only knows how to use brute force to impact the prince's defense again and again, although this approach is very stupid, but under that invincible general force, it seems extremely simple and effective.

"Syzoang's Strike!"

Another roar, another icicle, at the moment when the prince's shield shattered, a spear-like super icicle roared, and just as Master Anlu's attack was about to hit the target, the huge flesh puppet suddenly twisted to the side as if by coincidence, and the sharp icicle ...... Shot out!

Although he took away a large piece of flesh and blood from the enemy, but he couldn't do any substantial damage to him at all, the earl looked at the flesh puppet in front of him, and then at the gentleness with a smile on his face, and said anxiously and loudly: "What do you think?" No, no matter what you have in mind...... If you think of it, do it! ”

"Uncle, don't worry."

The corners of Wenwen's mouth lifted, revealing a happy smile that was extremely confident.