Shadow Covenant

Chapter 215 214 "The End"

"Cry, bug!"

"You will be turned into mud in my hands!"

There was a thunderous sound from the elf above his head, or a sentence of judgment. His tone was arrogant and arrogant, and he never paid attention to the human beings in front of him. Like a giant wolf, in his eyes, the human in front of him is nothing more than a bigger bug.

It is only a matter of time to catch it, if it is not for the unresolved guys outside, it actually doesn't mind playing a game of the big bad wolf chasing the kid with him.

Woody listened to the ridicule, but he couldn't utter a word. The gradually tightened vines made him unable to speak. The bones that had not healed for a long time were completely shattered. At least he felt that his chest had It collapsed, the only thing that is thankful is that it didn't poke the internal organs, and saw the red light and data constantly flashing in the retina.

——"Strength break free judgment failed!...Physical toughness effect save is successful!...Your body is affected by the crushing effect!."

——"Successfully immune to death judgment! The status has been changed to moderate injury and broken sternum."

——"You have received 25 points of bleeding damage, and you will be affected by the bleeding effect for the next half an hour!"

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The blood volume is continuously decreasing. If this trend is followed, let alone half an hour, it may only take 3 minutes. Even if Cecil breaks through the fog barrier, what he will see will only be a corpse with broken bones. , At that time, maybe his corpse will be hung under the elf's treetop like a rag doll.

But I still held my head high, and looked at the elf for a second, no matter how I tightened it, the pressure brought me the squeeze pain, at least it was just a muffled groan, that kind of pain or scream, just The unresponsive humans obviously made the elf, who was originally excited to play with the prey he got, less interested, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.

How to struggle is to struggle up?
I didn't notice any fluctuations except for the weak struggle that felt the feedback inside the palm at the end.

The elf who was driven by instinct was obviously too unhappy, like a child who wanted candy, I ended up shaking and shaking, and the new rhizome protruding from the edge of the palm was inserted into my flesh and blood. Draining the fresh blood in my body, the fresh and tender rhizomes with green shoots soon turned blood red.

But there is still no movement...

Originally, I was prepared to use the seventh wave to weaken the previous power to destroy the "bug" in the back of my eyes again, but for some reason, I felt a little interesting, as if I was destroying a dumb who can hurt and scream, a little There is no meaning.

Forget it, let's get started!

That idea flashed in the elf's mind, and at the same time, the two fingers in the palm of his hand also knew that they had turned into two sharp-edged wooden thorns on the shrinking vines. The disgusting bug died too comfortably, so the elf chose to bleed it to death, hang it at the lowest point, and let the entire forest in the valley witness my death.

However, when the wooden thorns just pierced my skin, the elf who was hanging low in front of the chest before he was about to pierce found that the human behind his eyes raised his head, and the elf was stunned. In the pale mist, its own color blooms. Whether there is pleading and despair in the eyes, or at least the pain caused by frowning, but there is also my own perseverance and tenacity hidden in the pain.

But my behavior at this time was completely opposite to the look in my eyes. I slammed my chest into the wooden thorn that had just pierced into my skin, as if deliberately seeking death, and the sharp wooden thorn was immediately embedded in my body.

Changing to an abnormal person is already alive, but my eyes are still cloudy and dim, and even... more energetic.

——"Retreat to a state of serious injury."

——"Trigger Specialty!"

——"Stubbornness is humiliation!"

When the strength weakened by the injury returned to that body, and the pain turned into motivation, Qu Jian knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

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When the elf was angry that the human dared to look at me with that kind of eyes, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the human body that could not move because of the roots and vines. The right hand that was exposed inside had already been grasped. I have never seen a strange object that is a little longer and thicker than a dagger. Although I understand what it is, it must be a strange thing that can work or something else when it is held in the palm of a human being at that time. thing.

The elf dared to be careless, and quickly used the rhizome to seize the weapon in the human hand, but the rhizome wrapped around the end of the artifact that looked like a half-cane, but it was in vain. The artifact in the human hand was actually just a phantom, without substance .

It was also when the elf was shocked that his attack failed.

The first sound enough to shake the wandering fog in the air erupted from the hands of humans.

There is also the immediate reaction. Why do things in human hands make such a small sound? I feel that when I loosen my left hand, my small body suddenly loses balance. I quickly adjusted the distance between my legs and regained my stability. At that time, I saw a round hole the size of a human head suddenly appeared at the joint of my left hand. Obviously it was the blow just now, which almost made its hand scrapped, but fortunately, even if it was crumbling, it could still Pass the power and hold the human being behind the eyes tightly.

Damn, even now I still want to escape!

Despicable worm!
The elf who was so angry felt an inexplicable respect.

Why obediently die!
Still struggling!

Although struggling is what I want to see, but the kind of sudden and almost successful struggle will make my heart more angry.

I increased my strength and planned to crush it to death directly in my hands and crush it.

But the last loud bang came one after another. At that time, my left hand was completely loose, and there was no time to transfer the power, because half of the human arm had already fallen to the ground, and I watched the blasted wound with obvious burrs. , For a moment, the elf was a little confused. I was confused about what action this human being made, and whether I even noticed the fluctuation of the spell, my elbow was blown off at the root.

But stagnation is possible. While using the remaining intact upper limbs to balance the unbalanced center of gravity due to the broken left hand, it forgot to stretch out the intact right hand and grab the curved sword at the position of the broken left hand. It was a human being who knows how to live and die, and when it caught a glimpse of the raised right hand of Qujian, which looked like a half-cane, it thought of the broken left hand, and it was half a beat away, obviously the psychological shadow caused just now It still existed, and it was the half-beat that made Qu Jian, who had struggled to free himself from his loosened left palm, dodge the right palm that arrived just a beat later.

Take advantage of this gap.

Qu Jian pulled out the wooden thorn on his chest, pressed the wound with his palm at will, and poured down a mouthful of special holy water.

Before finishing those tasks, he rolled to the right to avoid the right palm of the elf who was stalking him with a different move, and sprinted backwards to reach the position where the elf's hand joints were inserted one after another. In the mist, the normally conspicuous and slender Woody was still burning with flames.

The feeling of a part of the body coming back, with the air receding into the lungs again, is comfortable to say the least.

But how much time do I have to enjoy the freedom that is easy to come by? I mobilize the body that has already triggered the "Stubbornness is Benevolence" to restore the full posture, and the toes are sensitive to slide on the ground, roll, and the elf who lost an arm Obviously, with or without the flexibility just now, whether it is attack or defense, the flaws are smaller than imagined.

Its angry eyes wanted to tear the curved sword into pieces, but it still couldn't restrain the one-sided posture it was showing now.

It has lost the sharpness of its right hand, and it has no way to resist the curved sword that is holding Woody's handle again. With the dazzling luster of the sharp blade, I frantically aimed at its upper limbs on the left battlefield that I can't reach.

If it's just complicated wear and tear, that's fine, but the flame attached to Woody is the most feared elf.

It is like greedy termites, when the accumulation is small enough, even a magnificent tree will eventually wither and rot inside and out.

Therefore, when sparks ignited on the upper limbs made of wood and intensified, the elf could no longer maintain his dignity as the overlord of the forest in the valley, and let out a loud roar that could no longer be heard as arrogant and unruly. Roar, it was Gan's who staggered back a few steps on the engulfment of the flames, slammed his joints, and fell down under the ground full of roots and branches, the dust and flying debris that were splashed almost mixed with the mist .

And it itself, submerged in it, is like a fallen leaf returning to the soil. Because the loss of control of its upper limbs can affect its lower body, it still uses the remaining palms to support its lower body, trying to get up again.

But will Qu Jian give that chance?

At that time, I naturally cared about the damage of the flames. I directly used the burning branches, stepped on the unburned tree knots in the flames, and used its fulcrum to jump off the low bumps. Only one tree remained. The arm is struggling to support the back of the elf. The surface where the branches and roots are intertwined is considered rugged, but Qu Jian still found the key to this trip, where the heart of wood is.

Woody's luster in his hand was getting colder and colder, and the tip of the knife almost burned a round of moon-white light at the low temperature, which was clearly different from the crimson redness of my part. When stopping the blade in the hand, it has never been so hard.

Holding Woody's handle with both hands, he stabbed upwards fiercely.

I almost sat on the ground.

And when my power pierced Woody in my hand in a way that has never been done before, breaking through the energy barrier in the elf's body that blocks all damage but cannot block the flames, the elf tried his best to support the lower body The body can no longer support itself, and once again merges with the dust, turning into unremarkable branches and debris crawling in the valley.

It was just right that when this transparent white crystal-like thing was taken out, nothing flickered in the retina for an instant.

The dazzling light blooming in the heart of the tree can still cover up this torrent of data.

——"The shadow ambush was launched successfully!"

——"Woody hit!...The vital attack was successful!"

——"The target's defense is invalid! The target has retreated into the armor-breaking state!"

——“剑术对目标造成22（+5）点物理伤害，5点火焰伤害，1点雷霆……累计伤害251点。”

——"The target (mori spirit) is dead!"

——"Gain 2291 experience points."

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Seeing that the outer curved sword could no longer hold on, leaning on Woody, he leaned directly on the ossified antler of the elf's deer, gasping for breath, and took a sip from the retort containing the saint. And do.

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The shallow mist gradually dissipated, and the outline of the nearby valley came into view again. Qu Weilan stopped the spinning staff in her hand and looked at Kaverman, who was dealing with the creeping monsters that were constantly coming out of the mist to interfere with them. glance.

We've all felt it, the stuff that's clouding our perception is gone.

Although you are angry at who the guy who blocked you just now is, no matter how important it is, you still have to check Qu Jian's condition first.

On Qu Weilan's mysterious spell, in an instant, a weak hurricane swept across the entire valley.

——"Wind-making technique!"

The large hurricane blowing from one end to this end only blows a few fallen leaves and intact weeds to the blue sky, and also disperses the fog that has not yet disappeared.

And the scene at the entrance of the valley was also reflected in the eyes of the seven.

The entrance of the valley where the vision is restored is no longer as green grass, shallow grass, gurgling streams, and this kind of paradise in the world, but it is full of devastation, and there are thousands of small and large pits protruding from the land. The greenery has long been replaced by brown, white, and rhizomes of various colors. It is like a small wasteland site, with traces of the battle everywhere. There are no trees, and the roots and vines are in a mess. It can cover a small half of the open space.

What monster did I encounter?

Seeing the traces left on the ground, Cecil's heart sank, and at the same time his eyes became anxious, eagerly searching for traces of the unrelated curved sword in the ruins.

But it didn't take much effort. In the last second, Cecil found the core, because as long as you pay a little attention on the battlefield, you can see the most striking thing among them is the center where several gray wolf corpses are scattered here and there. place.

This place was surrounded by flames, and Cecil and Kaverman rushed over. Obviously, this was a low-frequency area for fighting.

Finally, when Cecil's vision climbed to the next rhizome that rose like a big hillside, he saw the young hunter leaning against the antlers, eyes closed, and blood stained under his clothes.

My weapon was inserted under the head of a huge buck that was as small as my body. Even Kaverman, who was the most seasoned and had no hunting experience, was stunned.

"Deer head monster."

That was easy to deal with, but judging from the current outcome, it was the kid who won.

That rascal.

My eyes like an eagle have already noticed that Qu Jian is still dead, I am just cultivating, so my face has been relatively calm, but when I saw that the fallen creature was a huge deer head monster, I still couldn't help it. surprised.

That is a monster that knows it, even if it is me, there is a way to guarantee that I can kill it.

And Cecil didn't care so much, he walked slowly and came to Qujian's heel, and didn't wipe the blood stains on the corner of my eyebrows until he confirmed that my injury was minor.

"Worry, leave the rest to you!"

Listening to Cecil's words, Qu Wei finally let go of the most tense string, feeling drowsy, lowering her upper and lower eyelids to end the eagerly awaited collision.

After all, it was me who was counting on it now. My injury was too minor. Although the holy water could heal me, it needed a treatment almost like deep sleep.

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(End of this chapter)