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Chapter 1,267 Re-Making Plans

Bang!!!

Robin's cannon made a lot of noise. Even though it was the second time they sat on it, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu still felt their heads were buzzing.

The moment they landed, Robin's magic came into play, and a repulsive force appeared under the bodies of Annuo and the three of them, bouncing all three of them from the ground to a height of about one meter, and then returned to the ground at this height.

Landed.

"Ouch!"

Due to some unskilledness, Fujimaru Ritsuka still landed on his butt first and let out a cry of pain.

Annuo had already sensed Bindu's location, pulled up Fujimaru Ritsuka, and quickly ran in that direction.

Bindu was lying on a large tree canopy, as if he wanted to take a rest.

He didn't look miserable, except that there was still blood on his ears.

"Bindu? Can you hear me?"

Annuo found Bindu lying on the tree crown, seeming to be about to lose consciousness. He frowned and climbed up the tree, shaking Bindu's shoulders.

Bindu seemed to have seen Annuo, but he just waved his hand and pointed to his ear.

Annuo looked at the still fresh blood and pursed his lips.

Are you deaf...?

Carrying Bindu on his shoulders, Annuo jumped down from the tree, and Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu also happened to rush over.

"Mr. Anno, how is Mr. Bindu?" Fujimaru Ritsuka ran out of breath, looking at Bindu on Annuo's shoulder, looking a little worried.

"Please give him some magic power first." Annuo laid Bindu flat on the ground, pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere, and helped Bindu wipe the blood around his ears and face.

"I see."

Fujimaru Ritsuka put her hand on Bindu's chest and replenished the magic power in her body to Bindu.

With the replenishment of magic power, Bindu's situation finally stabilized, and Annuo and Mashu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, this is a big help..."

Bindu recovered a little bit. Although he still felt a heavy dizziness, he still cheered up and said thank you to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Lie down first, Mr. Bindu. You should be able to hear what I say now?" Fujimaru Ritsuka sat on the ground, looked at Bindu and sighed softly.

"Yes, after the magic power is replenished, the eardrums will recover." Lying on the ground and nodding, Bindu touched his ears.

My ears still have no sensation until now.

"What did you encounter? With your current strength, you shouldn't be seriously injured like this." Annuo sat on the other side and looked at Bindu seriously.

"The strength of that thing may not be particularly strong..." Bindu lay down and sighed, "I was careless."

"That thing is not the Banshee, at least not the body of the Banshee." He shook his head, with a solemn and thoughtful look on his face, "It should be something formed by the gathering and entanglement of the magic power of Elegy.

"

"Isn't it the banshee... But even so, it is something that must be dealt with." Fujimaru Ritsuka retracted his hand, pinched his chin, and said seriously.

"Because of that thing, the area here has completely fallen into chaos, and there are also corpses of beasts that have been sleeping for an unknown period of time crawling out of the ground from deeper."

"If this continues, Miss Gareth will be unable to hold on any longer sooner or later."

"You were attacked because you didn't have the magic power." Annuo sighed, "This kind of lament is obviously a spiritual attack. If you don't have the magic power, it's really troublesome to deal with it."

"Then leave it to me."

From a distance, a voice with a confident smile came over.

Robin hammered his chest twice like a strongman: "I still have some ways to deal with this kind of singing."

"It's just that this is not a magic that can work in the long term. Are you sure you can shut that thing up in a short time?"

She walked up to the four of them and asked with her hands on her hips.

Of the four people in front of me, one is the Master, whose combat power cannot be said to be 0, it can only be said to be basically non-existent. One is more defensive than offensive. You can tell by looking at the shield. The other is just similar to

There are no spiritual things, no treasures or skills. The punching is indeed very powerful, but the problem is that it can't be solved by punching alone. The last one still gave up his spiritual base. He just got the new power and hasn't used it yet.

people.

What kind of precious foursome is this?...

"If you use the magic power of Longinus... you can do it!" Bindu looked at the sword in his hand and nodded firmly, "It's not very powerful, it's just the spiritual magic that works for me.

It’s very difficult.”

"If it's troublesome for you, it's equally troublesome for me..." Annuo sighed, "My attacks have little effect on this pure magic power collection. Can I leave it to you alone?"

"

"Okay, I can solve it." Bindu's eyes showed calmness and confidence.

In other words, he must have this kind of confidence.

"Matthew and I, as well as Mr. Anno, will be around to prevent other zombies and ghosts from approaching the location of the Lament Collection. Miss Robin, I leave that to you and Mr. Bindu," Fujimaru Ritsuka said.

Robin nodded.

"Okay, okay, leave it to us...I will definitely make this bastard disappear without leaving anything behind." Robin said through gritted teeth.

"The plan is very simple. If you can't stand it anymore, I will take your place. Time is tight, let's go there now."

Annuo stood up, moved his shoulders, and clenched his fists.

Recently, he has mainly been fighting with his fists, which is a novel experience for him.

After all, during his lifetime, including being summoned several times, he spent most of the time fighting with the Chalk of Sighs. It was the first time that he fought with his fists for such a long time.

"Well, I'll lead the way." After patting his head, Bindu felt that he had almost fully recovered, so he nodded, stood up, and started running towards his destination.

"Alas...can it really succeed?" Robin sighed and followed behind.

In fact, she was more or less reluctant to face the funeral singer demon. After all, although she was not a friend originally, she was still the kind of elf who raised her head and never met her when she lowered her head. She was able to take advantage of the opportunity to come from the fairy realm to the human world after the end of the Gods.

There are only a few goblins in total, and in their lives as immortals, they always hope to have a few people who are the same age as themselves hanging around them.

"Tsk, forget it."

Shaking his head fiercely, Robin cheered himself up.


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