Beating lightning kept illuminating the dark cave, and every flash of light was accompanied by a burst of shrill screams and wails.
Pithacius ran wildly among the rocks. He was very fast, and a pair of boots on his feet were also enchanted with special effects that increased his movement speed. Even in the process of escaping, he trailed a light green shimmer trail, like a trail of light across the sky.
Like a comet.
Even so, he still couldn't escape the strike of thunder and lightning. Sonia's magic spell created a rotating thundercloud above the cave and continued to guide it, launching an attack every second at a location that she felt was dangerous or suspicious.
She couldn't see the enemy's figure clearly, and couldn't even keep up with the enemy's movements with her eyes. Compared with the flashing assassin, she was as helpless as a little flower in the wind. But it didn't matter, Sonia was not at all.
No matter what, she stood there, guided the lightning strike with magic spells, looked for suspicious directions with vision and inspiration, and then struck the lightning over.
The first lightning strike cast a silver arc, pulling the hidden elf assassin out of the darkness. The fallen black elf screamed just as the lightning struck him. Even if the blow did not hit him directly, it still left a mark on him.
There were large burns and a burning smell.
He hurriedly escaped into the darkness, but a second lightning strike followed. A crystal shield exploded on Pisacius' body to deflect the lightning, but a piece of jewelry on his shoulder also flashed with light.
Flashes and then fades completely.
The third lightning strike was unavoidable. No matter how fast Pisacius was, he could not avoid the lightning. This strike struck him accurately, causing an enchanted leather armor to explode.
Come. The silver current bit into his body like bone-eating maggots, and even fierce black smoke came out.
The elf assassin who had been dodging at high speed fell to his knees on the spot. He was whipped by the lightning whip, and his bronze face turned pale and his legs became a little weak.
Under the pressure of lightning, another fallen elf, Sif, did not even dare to show her face. Those ferocious and strange black rabbits tried to attack, but after being partially shattered by lightning, they gathered in the distance and became motionless.
"Surrender, Mr. Elf," Sonia said vigilantly, holding her wand tightly, "it's still too late."
"Sonia, continue the attack!" Griffith, who was observing the situation from behind, shouted hurriedly and waved his hand to cover her with an ice shield.
Pisathius grinned as he was struck by the electricity. He ignored it, pulled out a dagger with his backhand and started chanting quickly. His figure instantly became illusory, and disappeared from the place before the fourth lightning strike, as if from nowhere.
The world has evaporated, completely hiding its breath and traces.
Is it invisible again? Sonia's eyes and inspiration hurriedly swept through the darkness, and at the same time scattered the ice crystals and wind and snow in the sky again. She saw nothing... The fallen elf disappeared out of thin air, and no trace of movement was found.
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Pisasius suddenly appeared in the blind spot of sight, less than two meters behind Sonia, holding a dagger wrapped in blood and cutting towards Sonia. He was walking in the gap between illusion and reality, and he had already
Beyond the concept of concealment, it seems to have entered another world avoiding all detection methods.
The ice shield wrapped around Sonia shattered under the cutting of the bloody dagger. But one of her rings also flickered. The frozen air surged outward, and had condensed into a transparent and thick layer of ice the moment the sharp blade came close.
Wrapping her up from all sides.
Pissasius struck with all his strength, making a tooth-itching friction sound, unable to make any progress on the ice. There was even a violent shock on the handle of the dagger, which almost caused the weapon to slip away.
The ice-blue ice barrier completely protected Sonia. She could not move, speak or cast spells, but she was also completely immune to the assassin's attacks.
Seeing that his prey was right in front of him but unable to hurt her at all, Pisacius, who finally got close, began to attack the ice in front of him anxiously and frantically.
The girl in the ice was indifferent to the fierce attacks, but her big, smart eyes that seemed to be able to speak were looking at the back of the elf assassin, her eyes full of expectation and confidence of winning.
A sharp ice spear was projected towards him, and Pisacius, who was busy attacking the ice, quickly dodged. He left the enemy in front of him and turned around to fight the quasi-knight who rushed towards him.
Griffith did not expect the ice spear to hit the agile assassin. He rushed at full speed and bumped into the elf assassin.
Pissasius drew out his dagger and swung his dagger towards him like a whirlwind. The two fought in a ball on the ice and snow, refusing to give in to each other.
The Elf Assassin's fierce attacks far surpassed all the Assassin Beyonders Griffith had encountered before, and his sharp combos were as airtight as a rainstorm. His steps were like a dance, always speeding around Griffith.
Spin. A series of attacks weighed him down like a storm.
The Elf Assassin's sharp dagger pierced Griffith's heavy armor, and was about to carve a wound between the flesh and bones. Suddenly there was stiff resistance from the tip of his knife, and the dagger was stuck in the flesh and blood and could not be pulled out.
A pair of big hands took advantage of the situation, grasped the arm that Pisacius stabbed, and locked him firmly.
Pithacius was shocked. When he looked up, he found that Griffith, who was suppressed by his own agility and speed, was radiating a captivating edge - the look of a hunter looking at his prey.
He shouted in his heart that something was wrong, and he tried his best to break free, but he couldn't move even an inch.
At the same time, a thundercloud gathered above their heads, preparing to throw down the conceived thunder. Sonia had escaped from the protection of the ice barrier and pointed her wand at them.
The Elf Assassin shouted in horror: "Let go, you madman, this lightning strike will kill us all!"
The would-be knight shook his head, and even leaned into his ear with a smile and said:
“You, assassin, can’t;
"I can break the law!"
As soon as he finished speaking, lightning struck, and the terrifying arc made both of them scream. The flickering light even lit up their eyes, and they hugged each other tightly and trembled violently.
The Bellomont ruins were like a sleeping giant. Suddenly, someone took a big drum and beat it hard in his ears. The ancient ruins made a horrifying echo under the roar of silver thunder and lightning, and countless ghosts and monsters were frightened by the blow. They jumped out.
The cave of sojourn, the desperate escape.
Even some kind of more distant and profound existence was awakened by this thunder.
This lightning even penetrated the magic resistance of Griffith's vigorous blood. Sonia watched her quasi-knight crackle in the lightning, then fell to the ground and started to smoke...
However, Pisacius's condition was much more tragic. His whole body was severely burned, and he fell to the ground like a piece of coke, motionless.
The fallen elf puppet master Sarasa Sif was dumbfounded. She looked at the two twitching and smoking figures on the ground, and then at Sonia in the distance. She didn't even send the summons up.
Sonia covered her mouth guiltily. Fortunately, her would-be knight was not killed by a single blow. He was squirming, rubbing his blackened cheeks, and stood up slowly. He moved to one side, probably doing
Preparations for fighting the remaining fallen elves.
Okay, good, um, he's fine! Sonia breathed a sigh of relief and turned to face the puppet master hidden in the darkness: "Miss Sif, I can detect your location. Please surrender, you are not
Our opponent. I promise to give you the protection and treatment you deserve.
"Otherwise...we will use cruel methods to deal with you!"
No one answered in the darkness. But not long after, the group of black rabbits took action again. Like locusts, they gathered together with a rustling sound. The fallen puppet master had obviously made up his mind to fight with all his strength.
"Griffith, she is hiding behind those stone pillars."
Sonia marked the location of the enemy to her companions, and at the same time summoned a blizzard again, blocking these monsters with raging hail. The densely packed black rabbits were like a colony of ants rushing towards the flood, advancing forward completely regardless of casualties. There were so many of them,
Even the blizzard couldn't completely kill it, and was broken through from the edge bit by bit.
At this moment, the corpse of the huge rhinoceros that had just fallen suddenly moved into action. It revived from death, shook its damaged head, then turned around and crashed into its former owner regardless of risk.
The black rabbits responsible for covering immediately surrounded it. They jumped on the giant beast in droves, corroding and dissolving its body into a large broken hole. However, the dead giant beast didn't care about the damage, and rolled out of the passage.
The path that was smeared with the puppet master's black liquid headed towards the stone pillar.
Sif hurriedly dodged out of hiding, avoiding the powerful and heavy impact. The rhinoceros' body was torn apart by the monster and the collision, but its tattered torso suddenly exploded from the inside out, and a human figure jumped out from the middle.
Griffith hid in the body of this giant beast and used this leap to jump in front of Sif. In the horrified eyes of the fallen elf, a shining silver gun appeared in his hand, a dark gun
His mouth has locked her.
Griffith brought the fallen elves under the gun of condemnation. An invisible momentum like a surge was sweeping over.
Oops, he cut me! Sif suddenly reacted and turned around to run away, summoning her own creatures to block the attack. However, the murderous intent surging from the muzzle failed to leave her any opening.
The invisible pressure held her down, as if she was a sinner awaiting judgment, unable to resist.
The flow of time seemed to be slowed down. In the dark, Sif even had time to reflect on her life, then fully repent and pray for forgiveness. The silver weapon was like the supreme judge, watching without sadness or joy.
Looking at the sinner at her feet, generously giving her the last peace, waiting for her to confess all her sins and depravity, and then giving her the final sanction in the midst of despair and terror!
"No!"
The fallen elf screamed. Like a person holding her breath in the water, the longer she persisted on the eve of destruction, the more her spirit was on the verge of collapse. In the end, she even began to pray that the last moment would come sooner and that all this would end soon.
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Judgment heard her pleas and expressed satisfaction with her fear and despair.
Silver light, flames and loud noises followed one after another.
"Boom——!"
In the deafening roar, the sprayed adamantine projectiles shattered Sif's shoulder blades, tearing off her entire right arm and throwing her away.
However, this was not the end of the fallen elf's pain. Her spiritual energy was detonated by this blow, turning into a chaotic blade-like vortex that roared through her body.
The badly injured elf was crushed by astonishing fear like a wild dog with its backbone broken, and screamed loudly. The screams resounded throughout the cave.
In the blink of an eye, the Elf Puppet Master's body shook violently as if she had crawled into a carpet of mice. Some kind of substance collided in her body and was about to burst out of her body.
The effect of this blow was far beyond Griffith's expectation. He knew that psychic chaos and collapse would cause severe pain and heavy injuries, but he did not expect that breaking his arm would cause such a weird chain reaction. Even from a distance
Sonia, who was standing, was frightened.
Suddenly, the screams of the fallen elf stopped abruptly, and the strange distortions and deformations also shrank back. The whites of her eyes turned out to be scary, and the eyeballs bulged outward, and the whole province swelled.
"Bang!" Sif, the puppet master of Sequence 7, exploded like a bursting water bag, and black blood and minced meat were all over the floor. Her black rabbit also disappeared like an ebbing tide.
…
Griffith stepped over the black and yellow filth and white bones on the ground and came to the remains of the fallen elf. This shot obviously exceeded the power of Judgment. Something strange inside Sif was detonated. This may be
It is the factor that caused the tide of mutated beasts and the mutation of Kraitan.
A certain being or substance residing in her body could no longer survive after the host was severely injured, and the unbalanced force tore her apart.
The extraordinary characteristics extracted by Salazar Sif are the extraordinary characteristics of the Collector Path Sequence 7 "Puppet Master". There is deep darkness entrenched on the surface of the characteristics, and it seems to have been severely contaminated and corrupted.
Griffith searched the ground for minced meat, hoping to find some fallen elven items to provide information. In addition, these former Purifiers had good equipment, and it would be better if some could be captured.
Soon, he discovered a strange little statue among a piece of minced meat.
This is a hard and dark stone, exuding an ancient and heavy atmosphere. It may be a creation carved by a prehistoric civilization for faith, to worship their great gods.
Like all ancient sculptures, this figurine is a combination of ancient beliefs and mortal fantasies. The tiny human brain cannot imagine those distant gods. Their existence is too amazing, beyond some words, sculptures and paintings.
The limit of expression. The simple believers incorporated some of their own superficial knowledge and used the human body and monsters as templates to shape their statues, but they were completely unaware of how false, ignorant and absurd this was.
The fallen Elf Purifier searched for this object in a corner of the ruins. Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps to worship, he took it with him.
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It depicts a monster with a vaguely human outline, but it has a head with many tentacles, a body like a gelatinous substance covered with scales, giant claws, and a pair of twisted shapes that look like wings behind it...
It has a bloated and fat body, curled up on a small base.
There is also a line of small words on the base of the statue, vaguely engraved in Elvish:
"Praise to the 'ruler of all'... ancient... sleeping in the eternal palace... waiting for you to sleep."