Andalil took a deep breath and compressed the green tornado surrounding him, gradually forming a hideous roaring dragon.

She actually used the poisonous dragon's arrival again, this powerful skill. At this time, she was really like a majestic dragon floating in the air, looking down at Wende, "How about it, are you ready to accept your death?"

Wender was so powerful that he was a little unsteady when he was showing his momentum, but his expression was still indifferent. He sneered: "Can you change the word? I'm dying of old age, my ears are almost grinding out of calluses!"

"Hmph", Andalil didn't care, "It's easy, anyway, when you can speak stubbornly, there's only the present left."

Andalil continued to gather strength. Although Wende showed it and didn't care, he actually had no intention of fighting with her. That was of course. The arrival of the poisonous dragon was a skill that Joan of Arc, Zhao Yun and Artoria had barely dealt with. Even if Wende felt good after using the skills, he was not so arrogant that he felt stronger than the three of them combined.

Not to mention, he had long been sure that Andalil's extraordinary state could not last long, and he had no interest in fighting with him.

Seeing Andalil still condensing the magic dragon, Wende turned around and ran away. After obtaining the scale clothes and comprehending the skills, Wende's strength increased like a flying speed, and his speed was extremely fast, exceeding the speed of sound, which made him run more than a thousand meters in just a few seconds.

But as he watched his back gradually fade away, Andalil was not in a hurry. While floating in the air, she slowly followed her, she said slowly: "You always thought that the arrival of the poisonous dragon is the strongest skill I have, right? But in fact, it is just a catalyst for my strength!" As she said that, the poisonous dragon had completely formed outside Andalil, completely covering her figure.

Andalil took a deep breath, and swallowed the entire poisonous dragon like a siphon. The huge dragon shape quickly subsided, and Andalil gradually changed. Her skin gradually turned dark green and her body shape continued to grow.

When all the green dragons were swallowed by Andalil, she let out a clear whistle, "Ah~~~~~~~~~~" From the original human form, it turned into a monster that stood with eight feet, which was huge and similar to a spider. However, at the original head, it was not the spider's head, but the upper body of Andalil's human form.

The appearance that Andalil transformed into is called the demon body, which is actually the true form of jealousy and torture of the queen. Only in this way can Andalil's power be exerted without reservation. However, because of this, this form is also subject to certain constraints.

At least at present, in the real real world, even if there is a series of activities created by Zero before, using the unselected "gamers" and the sacrifices of a large number of humans, the real Tokyo is full of magic. Andalil's true appearance will still be suppressed and cannot last for too long, at most one minute.

But that was enough for Andalil. She not only improved her strength, but also reached level 65, and successfully advanced to the super low level; she also had a qualitative improvement in the use and utilization rate of magic. So even though Wende had been very tenacious before, Andalil didn't think he could continue to persevere.

Andalil showed his true body and immediately chased Wende as he ran away. She moved eight long spider feet, and in just a few seconds, she easily caught up with Wende, who was more than a thousand meters away. The human body located at the spider's head laughed, "Aren't you very good at running? Then continue!" While lowering her head and blew gently, a toxic shock wave hit Wende!

This is not a skill, but its power is even better than the instant poisonous dragon roar in Andalil's human form. This is really the terrifying thing about the demon body. It shows that every blow in Andalil's every move behind her is enough to match her full-strength attack!!

Wende didn't know these, but it also prevented him from feeling its terribleness from the momentum of the shock wave. He didn't dare to block it at the moment. He turned around and rushed into an abandoned building with more than ten floors while flashing through this attack. Wende wanted to use this to delay Andalil's pursuit slightly. After all, with the current body of the Demon King, it was not that easy to enter the building.

However, although Wende was paying attention, he underestimated Andalil's terror now. Seeing Wende enter the building, Andalil just sneered, and the pair of spider feet in front waved forward, two cold lights flashed away, and the tens of meters high building collapsed in half!

For a moment, smoke filled Wende's spider feet did not sweep Winde, but the huge rocks that collapsed from time to time on the ceiling kept shaking the floor that could fall at any time, causing Wende to be quite troubled. He flashed left and right in the building that was about to fall, and dodged one after another, and finally rushed out of it.

I thought that as soon as I showed up, before I could see the surrounding environment clearly, a thick green fog flew towards him with a head-on face.

"Damn!" Wende cursed inwardly, and had no time to dodge and could only defend himself. He waved his left hand and barely blocked the attack with the wall of the water mirror. Fortunately, he was not injured, but he was forced back to Andalil.

Andalil couldn't help laughing, "You are the ant on my Internet, and you still want to run there?"

"I don't know, I have to try anyway, right?" Wende responded casually, but his eyes swept around, trying to confirm the direction of the breakout. However, he was destined to be disappointed. There was no flaw in the place where Andalil was located. There was no other direction, and there was no need to know when there was a green fog lingering around him, blocking all his way. In this posture, Wende was really like a mosquito hitting into a spider web, and he could never escape.

Noting that the surprised look on Wende's face flashed, Andalil smiled proudly, "I noticed it? Then what if I surrender? Maybe I will be very kind and happy to give you happiness."

Wende curled his lips, "Do I praise you for being kind?" As he spoke, he suddenly rushed in one direction unexpectedly. He crashed into the thick fog. Although he knew that Andalil's arrangement would never be simple in order to prevent him from escaping. But as soon as he contacted the green fog, Wende was still as if he was thunderous and couldn't help but groan.

The power contained in this green mist is actually powerful and terrible! While causing a blow to Wende, it also has the characteristics of a spider web and swamp. It is extremely sticky, making it difficult for Wende to move forward.

Wende rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, but he was forced to stop after rushing into the green fog for only ten meters. He seemed to be trapped in invisible cement and could no longer move, but he was unwilling to give up, so he raised his right hand and rushed forward.

Wende wanted to use the waves to open a path for himself. When the endless waves hit the green fog, the green fog also had a surging attack.

As a result, when the two sides collided, the green mist was certainly made a gap, but Wende did not fall well. He stumbled out of the gap, and one of Wende's arms hanged unnaturally. He was covered in scars and was so deep that he could see the bones. The scale-clothed arm guards that should have been on it disappeared.

"Hmph, can't this gadget last stop? Then, how long can you last?"

The shavings of the scales made Andalil laugh, but another faint respite flashed away from the corner of his eyes. She was once again surprised by Wende's tenacity and persistence, so she never dared to continue to delay.

Taking advantage of the moment when Wende's scale clothes were shattered and struggling due to pain, Andalil thought about it, and the thick fog that had originally been in all directions formed a long dragon and wrapped it up towards Wende. Although Wende tried his best to dodge, he was not as strong as before. After shattering behind, he finally stayed around him for a few seconds.

The long dragon still exerted force, constantly compressing Wende's living space. After a few seconds, Wende felt difficulty breathing in pain, and kept hearing the sound of the scales shattering in his ears, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

(Is that the end...?)

At the end, Wende couldn't help thinking this way. He felt a little unwilling, but he was relieved. After all, when he worked hard, it had far exceeded his initial expectations. All those who could work hard enough. Living for so long can be considered a profit, right? Then there is nothing to regret. Anyway, by this time, Joan of Arc, Zhao Yun and the others should have been safe long ago...

"Do you really think so? What's the safe thing to tie me to a horse that's dying! Haven't you ever thought that a little more damn green skins would kill me now!!"

A cold voice sounded in his heart, no matter how he heard it, it looked like Zhao Yun's voice. But this is unscientific. Not to mention that Zhao Yun claims to be so strange, Wende has obviously terminated the contract, and they are no longer Wende's Zhongmo.

"It has nothing to do with Zhongmo, right? You forgot that you had maintained this state with Zhao Yun when we saved him."

Hearing Wende's doubts, Joan of Arc's voice also rang in his heart. Wende was really stunned, not knowing what to say, and wanted to ask you, are you okay? But then I thought about it and I was not talking nonsense? I could only "uh..." for a moment.

Just after hearing Joan of Arc, Zhao Yun snorted coldly.

Zhao Yun said: "I will settle this account with you in the future!"

Joan of Arc said: "No matter what? You must persevere!!"

Wende wanted to say, "What can I do to persevere? And even if you are, you may not be able to persevere in such a situation..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Because he felt it, power emerged from the bottom of his heart. Joan of Arc was also saying: "Don't worry. We met Liang Yu and the others, and our strength has almost recovered!!"

In the dark and thick fog, Andalil could clearly feel that Wende's life was gradually disappearing. It was about to fail, but in one second, a golden light suddenly bloomed in the thick fog. Just like the rising morning light, a strong wind blew up and blew the poisonous fog completely. Wende appeared in it, because the scale clothes were broken and gold was also on his body, and the white and white energy was entangled, and his strength was so much that Andalil was also frightened.

"What's going on?!"

Andalil, who didn't understand the special state, shouted in dismay. Seeing Wende lifting his hand, a light penetrated her body before she could react!

This was not fatal, but the pain also made Andalil unable to help but cry out in pain. What made her even more frightened was that because she suffered this unimaginable blow, Andalil's power began to pass away, and she could no longer maintain the form of a demon body.

Andalil began to gradually change back to human form, but he was unwilling to end this end, "How... How can you let you go like this!!" She rushed towards Wende regardless of everything, and finally bullied Wende before his strength fell into extraordinary form. He still punched his lower abdomen with one punch, but used four tentacles to control Wende's arms, and then pinched Wende's head and neck with both claws, making him unable to move for a moment. So he bullied himself and kissed his lips in Wende's astonished gaze.

The deadly venom flowed out, and at the same time, Andalil's full-strength blow from the spiritual level came.

"No matter what, you have to die here!!"

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The world of the mind has no stars or moon. It doesn’t seem to be visible to the light source, but it is actually not very dark; there is no sound, but it won’t make people feel panicked; there is no boundary, but it won’t give people the feeling of emptiness.

Wende was in it, looking around, thinking a little depressedly: "I seem to be very destined to be in such a situation..." He couldn't help but start counting. From helping Zhao Yun to now, he has probably entered the illusion for four or five times? There is no exception this time. Andalil actually used this method, which was really something Wende had never expected in advance.

And it was hit by kissing in reality! As soon as I think of this - even if it was not the first time - Wender felt panic. The feeling of doing this with Andalil was not beautiful at all. The guy bit his lips roughly and didn't say it, but the bitter liquid injected in with the flow, and with the heels, he could know that it would never be a good thing.

(...I hope I still have a chance to go to stomach lavage...)

He thought of it with a little joy in pain and couldn't help but look around again. Wende was actually a little confused about his current situation and could not guess Andalil's motivation. Because before, even if he accidentally received help from Joan of Arc and Zhao Yun, he was still worse than Andalil. He defeated Andalil alone and never considered something that Wende would have thought that Andalil would actually choose to gambling when the situation was not bad.

But it cannot be said that this behavior is abnormal. After all, Andalil once died at the hands of Wende. Even Wende can understand that Andalil hated Wende. If it weren't for this, he would not have been able to delay time and let Joan of Arc. Zhao Yun safely escaped and met Liang Yu, right?

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With such random thoughts, Wende suddenly became alert. Looking back, he found that the space had indeed changed. A figure appeared in the distance and walked towards Wende step by step. Wende was naturally alert, and when he saw the figure clearly, he felt a little creepy!

The reason is nothing special, just because the figure, regardless of height, body shape, appearance or expression, is completely the same as Wende's self-awareness!!

There were two Wends in this space!!

This made Wende feel a sense of fear inevitably. It was an instinctive reaction, the inevitable exclusivity of his own. But after watching the other party quietly for a few seconds, when reason returned to his body, Wende forced himself to relax, and even put down his alert fists.

Although he had not figured out what was going on, Wende finally chose to release his kindness to "he". He made a friendly gesture to the figure opposite him, but he could not get a response. He or Wende, or No. 2, just continued to move forward and walked straight to about four or five meters ahead of Wende before stopping.

No. 2 Wende looked at Wende up and down there, suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "What kind of monster are you?!"

Wend was puzzled, "What monster? Am I me?"

"No, I am me." No. 2 said confidently: "You are the illusion made by Andaliel, right?"

Wende was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "...It seems that there is such a possibility."

"Hmph! I just knew, monster... go to die!!"

The second number shouted and punched Wende without saying a word. It was almost as powerful as lightning. Wende was too exhausted to defend, and the wall of the water mirror was not completed, and he was hit by the second number and flew backwards.

No. 2 did not pursue him, because he was stunned when he saw Wende's movements, "You can actually use my moves..." He felt quite surprised, and then said fiercely: "But I can't deceive me!"

"I think so." Wende climbed up from the ground and sighed, "Now I also discovered that you are not me."

No. 2 sneered, "What stupid things are you saying? You have never been me!" As he said that, he rushed to Wende. Wende stopped talking, and went up to meet him without saying a word.

The two of them immediately fought together, and they were indistinguishable from each other.

The second number is not only about its height, body shape, appearance, and expression, but even its strength, speed and skills are different from that of Wende. Moreover, their way of thinking seems to be almost the same, so that every move and response are mostly ending with the same process and the same result.

Such fights will naturally always be equal and stalemate.

Wende didn't look surprised at this result. However, No. 2 felt even more surprised. While fighting, he couldn't help but shout.

"You actually have this too!"

"You can actually think of this too!!"

"Why? Why can you, a monster, be exactly the same as I think?!"

He was a little talkative, so Wende didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but later he couldn't help it. He punched him and hit No. 2's right fist. The two of them stepped out in a muffled sound. After taking advantage of the lack of breath, Wende spoke, "Just hit him, are you annoying to say so much?"

"Shut up, monster!" No. 2 shouted, pointing at Wende and said, "Don't think that no matter how much you look, you are really me. Even if your small movements - such as the shrugging before punching as a false move - you are definitely not me!!"

"Is that?" Wende responded indifferently. Although he had noticed the matter and other details mentioned by No. 2, he didn't find it strange, "But I didn't say we are the same, right?"

"That's because you did this to confuse me, make me doubt and deny myself!" No. 2 was very determined about this, "But it's useless, monster! Because the things I experienced and those memories are you never possessed?"

Wender grinned, "It's like I was teased by my senior sister when I first entered school. When I came back, I had graduated... Such an unspeakable thing?"

"You know this too?" No. 2 was surprised and stopped attacking at the moment, just glaring at Wende, "Do you still want to say that you were hit by a car when you were a child, but you have been relying on kidnappers for the first two years of elementary school? Because this is how you are so competitive! No, I am just..."

"It's just the first day of school. My mother taught me quietly: If you are bullied, you must try your best to bully me." Wende shrugged over there, "I admit that this has a great impact on me..."

"Hmph!" No. 2 said unhappily: "Don't scream so naturally! You are not me! Even if you look like me, your abilities are the same as me, and your memories are even the same as me... You are me! No, you are me at all!!" He shouted from the opposite side, gradually showing signs of wanting to collapse.

Wende was quite calm here, watching No. 2 perform there as if he was watching a show. After a while, he sighed, "Okay, it should be enough to stop."
To be continued...