As a spellcaster, Victor's figure is considered burly under the bonus of mechanical parts, but compared to those melee pros, he is still like a large bean sprout.
[Fight Disaster] The high-speed rotating sharp teeth accompanied by a terrifying hissing sound, leaving enough traces on the fallen mage in an instant.
In the sky, Xu Yichen found that he was more skillful in using Pierrot's swordsmanship. The energy barriers that appeared everywhere at any time allowed him to complete the waving of the killing circle from all angles as he wished.
With just one blow, [War Disaster] diagonally spread Victor along the diagonal diagonal line. The sharp and sharp teeth with a trace of curve pulled off half of the organs and flesh in the mage's body during high-speed rotation!
Victor was frightened to control his psionic energy to fill the physical injuries. In addition to physical injuries, the constant denied information conveyed from the future made him feel even more confused.
He couldn't help but begin to doubt whether there was any problem with his application of psychic energy, and this suspicion further shook his foundation.
Once upon a time, the silver-haired witch was trapped alone on an isolated island, guarding the cursed remains of her sisters. In the endless wailing, she learned how to let her soul wander in the sea of ​​psychic energy to pursue that moment of liberation.
Her original purpose was to make herself briefly forget the tragedy around her. The faces that were torn off when the victim was alive were sewn into a huge and twisted smiley face, as if mocking the nuns' overestimation of their ability.
Afilar was the only survivor of the tragedy. She had to live to face the misfortune of her sisters. Seeing their bodies rotting, their souls and consciousness were trapped in that twisted totem.
Every minute and every second her ears were filled with wailings that could cause mortals to collapse. It was the chorus of forty-nine clerical nuns when facing torture. It was in such an environment that Epheral learned how to use psychic energy.
She understood how she obtained such qualifications and also understood what the price her sisters paid for it.
The initial emotions that accompanied her into the sea of ​​psychic energy were anger, regret and revenge. This attitude completely changed her soul and made her be wary of such power every time she used the power of psychic energy, although this power was reflected by her will.
Victor, when he first entered the sea of ​​psychics, was accompanied by fear, bowing down to the vast power, and the ecstasy that followed. In the face of power, he didn't even think about it, and sold himself completely to Tsengchi.
If Epheral was a rebellious psychic dominator, then Victor was completely relying on Tsengchi's power to become a psychic borrower.
The former is alert to the power of spiritual energy, while the latter is hollowed out the mind and further invoke the power of the sea of ​​spiritual energy.
Fortunately, he has a good boss. Tsengqi, one of the four evil gods, is almost equivalent to the sea of ​​psychic energy. What is certain is that Tsengqi is definitely the most powerful psychic in the known world, and can even tamper with the attributes of psychic energy according to his own wishes.
Victor's suspicion of power is equivalent to his doubts about Tsengchi, which is a very disrespectful idea for an evil god.
The two wings behind the Fallen Mage suddenly exerted force in the opposite direction, tearing the incomplete Victor from the middle and turning them into two less symmetrical "half-man".
"Look at you, what a delicate and beautiful work, every existence as great as my Lord, realizes when you see you that you are the 'key' we have been pursuing for a long time." One of the 'half-man' floated in the air and showed a half smile at Xu Yichen: "The anger of terror, the healing of nerf, and the charm of eroticism, maybe you still lack a little wisdom from Saint Tsengchi?"
"Look at you, what a dirty and ugly existence, every dangerous evil god saw you as if he had seen a rotten maggot, trying to hold you in his palm." While this 'half' was speaking, the other half 'half' was also speaking, and their words were almost synchronized: "Do you think you still have a chance to save your world? No, that is just a dessert after their meal, and at the end it depends on the mood of the diner."
"We talked happily last time there." The first 'half man' pointed his finger at the demon hunter's head: "So, can I ask you how you are thinking? After all, there are so many worlds to conquer, and Saint Tsengchi is summoning you."
"Don't think you can escape my pursuit of mortals." The second 'half man' still spoke with his brother, with a strange doublet of one thick and one sharp: "I promise that no matter what the future is, you will suffer forever in my hands."
"It seems that your internal opinions have not been unified yet, otherwise do you do me a favor? Go back to your world and have a good talk and come back to me?" The Demon Hunter used his finger to bounce a piece of Victor's minced meat in the direction of two and a half: "As you can see, I'm really a little busy now."
"But I have promised like Saint Tsengchi, never return empty-handed." This time, the two and a half-man's heavy voices spoke the same words, and strange lightning wrapped them.
"It seems we have reached a deadlock." Xu Yichen shrugged and rushed out with force.
"I'm afraid it's!" Two and a half men flew in two directions with their teeth and claws. One threw themselves into the ground and disappeared in the direction of Yingchan Temple. The other rushed towards the sea and sank into the sea.
"Remember this moment, this is a little gift from Saint Tsengchi. Your resistance and your battle are like a battle between cheese and cream on the dining table, meaningless." Xu Yichen's ears came to the strange double stress answer, his tone was neither sarcasm nor arrogant, but a straight narrative, just like he was declaring something that had happened.
On the land, a black giant emerged from the underground cavity of Yingchan Temple. It broke the top of the cave and overturned Yingchan Temple. The earth was shaking, and the disrepaired city wall cracked and shattered, and huge stones collapsed from the city wall like dust particles.
The giant struggled to break the shackles of its ancient shackles and broke free from the ground.
Efilar felt something primitive emitted a sharp howl of violent and hungry from the ground, a force of destruction that was trapped in darkness for countless generations, and now he was finally regaining freedom.
That was the resentment left by the original body of "Yanmo". Its real power was hidden under the seal of Yingchan Temple, waiting for a chance to escape.
And all this was in the calculation of Saint Tsengchi. Century ago, when the Peacock Kingdom was destroyed, millions of people were wailing and burned to charcoal, all of this was in Saint Tsengchi's plan.
Chapter completed!