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Durand climbed on the trunk of the tree with one hand, and held the musket Heser in the other, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the dark green ball of light, and without hesitation, the shot was fired.

Sensing this scene, the distracted screamed in horror: "Mr. Duland! Y-what are you doing?! Do you want to kill the core soul? Our souls have not yet entered the fruit! ”

I could hear that she was really scared, and she even forgot to use the honorific title "you" at the critical moment.

It's no wonder that the soul is so scared, because she is no stranger to Duland, in her opinion, with Duland's strength at such a close distance, the giant face representing the core soul will probably be blown to pieces in an instant, and the trunk may be blown into two pieces by gunpowder and shrapnel. The dwarven muskets attack in a very rough way, and there is no control at all. Pulling the trigger means that a large area of shotgun shoots out, and countless pieces of flesh and blood are splattered.

However, it was none other than Durand who used the musket, and the situation became different.

The scene of shrapnel flying from the Soul Split's imagination did not appear.

I saw that a red light suddenly lit up at the muzzle of the musket Heser, and the ammunition flew out, but it did not scatter in all directions, but shot out in a straight line under the deliberate wrapping and control of Duland's ice and fire power.

The ammunition was wrapped in layers of ice and fire power, condensed into a ball, although the momentum was not shocking, the power was unprecedented concentration! It's like a steel cone. And the dark green light cluster was a balloon, which was lightly poked by the steel cone, and it exploded.

Large expanses of dark green light splashed in all directions, and these were very pure natural energy. The nature is not overbearing, but it is dense and durable. But the ball of light was blown up by a single shot after all. The energy is no longer concentrated, and at this time, it is just splashing indiscriminately uncontrollably, which can't hurt Durand at all. Occasionally, one or two rays of green light hit Duland, and they would also be dissolved by a wisp of ice and fire power that flashed quickly on his body.

If someone were to watch from the side at this moment, they would see that Duland's figure was overwhelmed by countless flying green lights, and in the overflowing green light, it was faintly visible that the ammunition of the musket Heser was still tightly wrapped in the power of ice and fire, and it firmly passed through the barrier of heavy green light. Then suddenly one point left and right, turned into two, poofed twice, and blasted into the eyes of the giant face of the tree trunk!

"Whoa

The giant face let out an earth-shattering howl, and the whole tree was twitching wildly in pain.

Its eyes were shot blind on the spot, and large streams of emerald green liquid poured out of both eyeholes frantically and ran down the trunk of the tree. In the end, it's just a constant squirt through the eyeholes!

Seeing this, the soul couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but she didn't scream.

Unlike the core soul, the split soul does not feel pain, nor does it feel pain at all. The task of the Soul Splitters is simply to take orders from the core soul and then resolutely carry it out.

The core soul is the general, and the soul splitter is the soldier. Soldiers don't need pain. Only execution is required.

Unequal soul came back to his senses, Durand put away the musket, his eyes closed slightly, and then opened suddenly! An indescribable fluctuation originated in his eyes, spreading like ripples.

The ripples pierced the air. Penetrated the tree, penetrated through the layers of energy and energy in the tree. Hit the soul at the heart of the tree, hidden in the deepest part of the tree.

"Evil Fear!" With a wicked smile on his face, Durand gently spat out such a name.

This is an ability exclusive to necromancers, and Kent has used it against a group of high-ranking hunters who have forced onto Blue Spirit Castle. "Evil Fear" is a soul method that does not possess substantial soul attack capabilities, but can cause the strongest fear in the soul of the caster.

Battlemages are not good at soul methods, and neither combat physical nor combat spells have the ability to target souls, so Durand can only use the power of replication to simulate the evil fear that Kent once cast. The purpose is to restrain the core soul.

As long as the core soul is restrained by the evil fears—even for a short breath—it has no spare time to command the distractions. In this way, the Soul Splitters can naturally seize the opportunity to collectively merge into the fruit and then turn into seeds.

"I hope it works......" Durand said silently.

However, the next moment, his face changed.

In Duland's perception, the core soul of the ancient tree was affected by the ripples of "evil fear", and immediately trembled violently, becoming a little shaky, obviously the evil fear began to waver. But immediately after, the white eye inside the core soul immediately gave birth to a sense, and blinked lightly twice, escaping wisps of white mist-like energy. I didn't know what the magic effect of this white qi was, and the core soul of the ancient tree was shrouded in white mist, and it quickly regained its calm.

The evil fear that Durand simulated with all his might was actually dissolved so lightly!

"Hell, it really doesn't work."

Durand's brows furrowed, and there was not much surprise or surprise on his face, the subtlety and profundity of the Divine Eternal Radiance Warlock's methods in terms of souls were indeed impressive.

In the face of such a profound soul method, even if Kent, a former sage necromancer, personally intervened, it may not be effective, not to mention the half-evil fear that Durand temporarily simulated?

The split soul seemed to feel the soul attack suffered by the core soul, and also felt that the methods used by Durand did not work, and in the face of the almost certain death situation, she had panicked and had completely lost her mind. She shouted in despair, constantly muttering what to do? What to do? Dead, dead!

What to do?

That's Duland's problem as well.

At this moment, all the branches and roots were still frozen by the power of Durand's ice, and they were still struggling, and the struggle itself meant that the Split Souls were still under the control of the core soul.

In fact, whether it was being shot in the eye by the musket Heser or being hit by an unannounced "evil fear", the core soul of the ancient tree did not stop dominating and manipulating the split soul.

The core soul commands the split soul to move hard, and the split soul must move hard. The core soul told them to try to break free, and they had to do their best to break free. There is simply no power to disobey.

The only thing the Soul Split can do is carry out orders.

They simply don't have the time or the opportunity to get into the fruit!

"I'm running out of time!" Duland's mind raced. I'm trying to figure out how to solve the dilemma in front of me. He knows that time is running out, and who knows when the ancient tree of the forest will blow itself up under the manipulation of Cyrus?! Maybe a few seconds later? Or a little longer, a dozen seconds later? In any case, if the battle is not resolved within a minute, there is no chance at all!

At this pinch, Durand forced himself to calm down and then spent a full three seconds thinking.

Then his face suddenly calmed down, as if he had made a decision.

Durand watched silently and quietly at the giant face that was close at hand. A trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and it seemed that he had given up the original plan to save the soul, and he was ready to kill him!

"Huh...... Mr. Duland? You-" The Split Soul seemed to sense something, and was slightly stunned, and then suddenly exclaimed, "You, what are you going to do?" Yes! Wait, what are you doing here? Stop!! ”

In the perception of the split soul, Durand nailed his feet firmly to the trunk of the tree. The body was almost parallel to the ground, and then he suddenly reached out, grabbed the wooden tongue that the giant face had not had time to retract, and with a snort, his arm force, and tore off the half of the tongue that stretched out!

"Uh-woo-woo-woo!" Large expanses of emerald green sap spurted out. The giant face let out a muffled and miserable howl that could not hear the syllables, and the face was completely distorted.

Durand ignored it at all, and he flung half of his tongue away with his backhand, as if he was throwing a piece of trash, and then grabbed it with his palm in the air. The orange flame long knife immediately appeared in his palm, and the blade instantly aimed at the center of the giant face's eyebrows.

There was no hesitation. There was no hesitation, only a trace of cold killing intent like a needle prick, and then ...... Swing the knife and stab it!

Looking at this posture, Durand is really ready to be ruthless!

The soul split was still following the orders of the core soul to break free from the ice, and at the same time begged bitterly with the soul transmission: "Don't ...... Please...... Don't ...... like that"

Duland's face was impassive, completely unmoved, but he quickly replied in his heart: "If you want to live, be ready to withdraw into the fruit!" You only have one chance, do what I command! ”

After saying that, Durand didn't care whether he listened to it or not, and with full murderous aura, he stabbed the giant face with a knife.

Durand was gambling on whether the core soul would be able to continue to be distracted to manipulate thousands of split souls when faced with such a real death threat at close range.

Any living being will only react most directly, immediately, and instinctively in such a situation.

If the instinctive reaction of the core soul is to seek the near and far, to manipulate those sub-souls trapped by the ice, then Durand said that there is nothing he can do, he can only kill the core soul that made the stupid decision of "reluctance to go far", and destroy Miè along with the tree and the sub-soul. He can't save the soul.

But if the instinctive reaction of the core soul is to temporarily abandon and manipulate those split souls who have no time to save themselves, and instead go all out to protect themselves, then the opportunity for Durand and the split soul has come!

This time, the core soul did not disappoint Duland.

I saw an anthropomorphic look of fear on the giant face, and then the surface of the tree around the face suddenly bulged, turning into two big wooden hands, one left and one right protecting the giant face.

At this moment, the core soul finally gave up the control of the split souls, and the split souls at this moment are free!

"It's now!"

Durand roared: "me up!" Hurry up and hurry up!! The ice that froze the branches and roots shattered, and he kept the blade forward in his hand.

Without saying a word, the Soul Splitter moved wildly, breaking away from the branches and roots where they were, and desperately converged towards the fruit, and then merged into it.

A qiē is born between lightning, light, stone and fire. Before Duland's roar had yet to fall, the Soul Splitters, who had suddenly regained their freedom, had begun to act. And when the Soul Splitters had just started to act, the tip of the orange flame ghost slash in Duland's hand had already touched the backs of the two big wooden hands.

At the moment when the long knife stabbed the big wooden hand, the tip of the knife suddenly disappeared.

Of course, from the perspective of others, this knife seems to have pierced into the wooden hand, but Durand himself knows very well: the biggest characteristic of the Orange Flame Ghost Slash has moved! The tip of the knife silently sank into the void and disappeared, and almost at the same moment, in the space next to the fruit, the disappeared tip flashed again, and came out of the void again!

The knife flashed slightly.

The fruit falls silently.

Under the action of gravity, the fruit immediately fell downward, but it had just fallen less than a meter before it was wrapped in a heavy shield of ice and fire that appeared out of thin air, and was entrusted in the air.

At this point, the seed finally broke away from the tree!

A smile flashed in Duland's eyes.

Now that the seed was in his hand, he no longer had the slightest scruples, and there was still half of the blade left in his hand with a forward stab, and he easily cut through the wooden hand and nailed it deep into the center of the giant face's eyebrows, until it was stalkless.

Bang!

The ancient tree of the forest burst into flames from the inside out, and the flames swept through the entire tree in an instant, like a huge orange-red torch swaying in the wind and snow.