As soon as she saw the familiar smiling clown's mask, Miss Ghostface's heart tightened, her eyes narrowed, and she felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy.
After all, she just saw the miraculous sword of the Grand Inquisitor last night, how could she not be afraid of it?
Moreover, she glanced and saw the cut part of the broken tree before. When the cut that was as smooth as a mirror and had no burrs came into view, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
My teeth hurt a little from the cold.
"You call this giving away resources?"
Miss Ghostface complained in her heart.
When she saw the rules before, she thought about killing a few clown phantoms first to obtain advanced spells and equipment, but now...
I can't afford it, I can't afford it.
Subconsciously, Miss Ghost Face wanted to run away, but after running only a few steps, she looked back and frowned.
Wait, this clown phantom doesn't seem very smart.
Even if she ran away, the clown phantom didn't seem to have any intention of chasing her. She just kept walking leisurely like a stroll. Even when Miss Ghost Face ran a little further away, the knife in the phantom's hand was the same as hers.
The long knives of the same style disappeared and turned into a bare-handed form again.
The other party's behavior seems to be a bit dull to the naked eye, as if it is some kind of puppet, just completing the task mechanically.
Moreover, the aura on the opponent's body is really weak, and the attributes don't seem to be very high.
Well, it's really just a phantom, so it doesn't seem like it can't be beaten.
Miss Ghost Face's eyes lit up, and she quietly moved forward tentatively.
However, when the distance between her and the clown phantom was less than one thousand meters, the phantom stretched out her hand, and a long knife of the same style as the equipment she had just obtained once again appeared in her hand, and she immediately made a drawing and slashing gesture.
posture.
When Miss Ghostface saw this, she immediately backed away like a frightened cat. She recognized this posture. It was clearly the starting posture of the snake-style draw sword she had drawn from the equipment box before.
In fact, she has learned this martial art before. It is one of the more classic martial arts among the many sword-drawing and slashing martial arts. It is based on the intention of snakes when ambushing their prey. Snakes will charge up their strength in advance when they find their prey, and only wait until the time comes.
As soon as it arrives, it attacks like lightning, so this style of drawing the sword also requires charging to draw the sword. The longer the force is stored, the faster and harder the sword will be drawn. It is very suitable for ambush battles.
And when Miss Ghostface pulled away again, she found that the clown phantom had returned to its bare-handed state, and started walking leisurely.
"Um, does this mean that my current equipment and skills will be copied as long as I get close?"
She understood the operating mechanism of this clown phantom, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
Then, there is nothing to be afraid of.
This time Miss Ghostface walked within a thousand meters with great courage, and then immediately assumed a posture to draw her sword.
Come on, Mr. Clown's phantom, let's have a fair swordsmanship contest.
She thought this in her heart and felt very stable.
After all, the spell proficiency conferred by the spell position is only a great achievement, but her own sword-drawing skills are at a holy level, so let's fight with swords, who is afraid of whom?
The wind stopped and the rain stopped, and Miss Ghostface felt that she was doing well again.
So, in the lonely forest, two figures were thousands of meters apart, both holding swords in one hand and maintaining the same state of charge.
After a long time, the eyes of the clown phantom mask on the opposite side flashed, and she took the lead in taking out the sword, slashing horizontally and drawing out a sharp sword light that looked like a crescent moon.
This also made Miss Ghost Face happy. She knew that her previous guess was indeed correct, and the attribute value of this phantom was indeed not high.
After all, the charge limit of the snake-style draw sword depends on the attribute limit of the user. The higher your strength and speed attributes, the stronger the limit power this move can charge, and now the phantom on the opposite side is the first to come out.
The sword shows that the opponent's limit is just this.
Then I will definitely win.
Facing the clever sword light that was flying towards her across a kilometer, Miss Ghostface was not anxious at all. She waited and let the sword accumulate power for a while.
Finally, when the phantom sword light from the opposite side was invincible, cutting off all the trees blocking the road, it finally arrived in front of Miss Ghost Face, less than one meter away from her.
"call...."
Miss Ghostface exhaled slightly, and then drew her sword.
Clang...
The long sword was unsheathed, and a slash from bottom to top was made, and a crescent sword light was also drawn.
The two sword lights collided together, forming the shape of a crescent moon and a cross. They were in a slight stalemate for a moment, and then the winner was announced.
"impossible..."
Miss Ghostface's eyes widened, then she lowered her head and looked at a line of blood on her lower abdomen, her face full of disbelief.
The sword-drawing and slashing technique she used to reach the holy realm was a later attack that had been charged up, and had attribute suppression, so why should she lose...
Um...could this phantom inherit the clown's spell proficiency?
At the end, she suddenly realized.
It turned out to be the sword of the Sword God, so that’s okay. She, the Sword Master, did not lose unjustly.
The red line on her lower abdomen suddenly became brighter, and the girl wearing the evil ghost mask was broken into two sections like the trees passed by the sword light.
At the end of her consciousness dissipated, she saw the phantom of the clown with smooth blood oscillation and retracting the knife coming in front of her, and then said calmly.
"Your swordsmanship is not bad."
After hearing this, Miss Ghost Face closed her eyes peacefully.
Great, my swordsmanship has been recognized by the clown, and now I can die in peace.
By the way, she finally understood why there was another chance for resurrection. It turned out that this wave was really the mercy of the clown.
The broken half of the body turned into a stream of light and dissipated before it hit the ground, leaving only the long knife and the skill light ball falling on the spot. Miss Ghostface entered the reading bar for resurrection.
Therefore, she did not notice that the next moment she disappeared, an arrow from the distance shot over and went straight towards the clown phantom.
The clown phantom, who had lost the target of copying due to the death of Miss Ghostface, was now bare-handed, but she still did not panic at all when faced with this sneak attack. She just calmly stretched out her fingers, easily caught the arrow, and then looked
In the direction of the arrow.
Two thousand meters away, she caught sight of a witch wearing an oak mask. From the two long ears exposed, she could tell that she was an elf witch.
At this time, the elf witch was calmly putting away the long bow in her hand, then stretched out her scissor hands and made a victory pose.
The clown phantom tilted her head. The phantom, which had only the simplest intelligence, did not understand what the other party meant, until the arrow in her finger suddenly melted and turned into countless runes, which wrapped around her body.
9th level spiritual system, forced control technique, activated.
