Plane game: mental disorder at the beginning

Chapter 123
Listening to the conversation between the Silver White Knight and the Vampire Viscount, Fang Jingzhe confirmed his previous guess a little bit.

It's just that their situation is very bad now, unless Chen Po can hit a hundred of them, then there will be no problem.

Li Moye asked in a low voice: "What should I do now? I can't get out."

"Fuck him!"

"Ah?" Li Moye looked at Fang Jingzhe in surprise, and then said, "War with the Dawn Watcher and the vampire at the same time? Can't we leave here first, and then seek help from the Nightkeeper or the Demon Hunter?"

Fang Jingzhe looked at Li Moye, and said helplessly: "You heard the howling of wolves and the whimpering of women outside before, so it can't be the BGM of the enemy, right?"

"Wolf Howling and..." Li Moye suddenly grabbed Fang Jingzhe's arm, "You mean the Night Carrier and the Demon Hunter were also involved?"

"It's hard to say about demon hunters. After all, they are mysterious, but night bearers are probably as unclean as dawn watchers."

Li Moye obviously hasn't figured out the joints, but Lester and a few other vampires have already rushed up...

……

hum ——

"I'll give you a dawn!"

Fang Jingzhe repeated his old tricks.

I have to say that Shengguang MS-27 is really a must-have artifact for home and travel. Let this thing flash at your face, regardless of gods and monsters, you have to close your eyes and rest.

But this thing can only be used once—most of the time, it can only be used once, and if it is used too much, the enemy will have no effect if it is defensive.

Taking advantage of the gap between the few people outside the door covering their faces and rubbing their eyes, Fang Jingzhe put away the flashlight, and Tang Shi appeared in his hand in a flash of cold light.

And Leicester is no longer the image of that elegant old man.

A pair of black fleshy wings grew out of his back, just like a big bat.With flapping wings, he floated in mid-air, his eyes glowed scarlet, and his fingernails turned into beast-like cones, which were half a foot long.

Lester raised his sharp claws and swooped down towards Fang Jingzhe who had just turned around.

brush--

The saber qi shot out from below, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, and rushed straight towards Leicester.

Lester looked at the real sword light, and a warning came to his heart. He turned sideways suddenly, seemingly deftly avoiding this dangerous blow.

That's the benefit of having wings.

This is the first time Fang Jingzhe has split the air after he got the "Tang Poetry".

He couldn't help but sigh the importance of air supremacy!
On the other side, Lester seemed to be unscathed, but the fierce saber aura of the sword light still scratched his wings slightly when it grazed his body.

The membrane on the bat's wings is only a thin layer. Although he is an "older" vampire, he will be physically stronger than the little ones who have just become vampires, but the knife does not know what kind of material it is. cut his own wings.

Leicester was already very close to Fang Jingzhe and the others at this time, and he did not use the quick healing ability to repair the wings because he sensed danger.

After these few people gathered together, it seemed that the degree of "fragrance" in the blood had increased again.

He seemed to have drank this kind of blood with a unique taste a long time ago, but at that time he was still very weak, and could only get a small sip, and even because the time was too long, he began to gradually forget it.

But what he didn't forget was that the vampires who were with him at that time died a lot in order to deal with the person with the same "taste".

That person seems to have a strange ability, just like the few people in front of me...

Lester folded his wings and landed on the ground.

But in the next second, Chen Po, who had been ambushing him for a long time, punched him in the face.

Chen Po's punch was merciless, and half of Lester's face was deformed. He flew several meters into the air before stopping, and a long trace was slid on the ground.

"Bernhard, it seems that your man is not good, he just knelt down with a knife and a punch. I will let you see the glory of the Dawn Knight." Pallas' voice came from the side.

Fang Jingzhe hurriedly turned around, and saw that the seeds thrown by Yuan Lurui had quickly grown into tearers with thick carapaces.

Without any fear, they bit down on the Dawn Knight's legs and arms.

"Glenn—"

This bite did not bite through the other party's armor, but made a harsh friction sound of sharp weapons and steel.

Yuan Lurui whispered: "This man's equipment is a bit too good."

In the past, her "Tearer" could bite through the enemy's legs, not to mention the leg bones.

Fang Jingzhe blocked the claws of another high-level vampire with a roll, and he said hurriedly: "That man's armor is not ordinary."

While speaking, I saw Pallas drooping eyelids, glanced at the two monsters biting on his armor with disgust, and said loudly: "With the glory of the Lord of Dawn, I will give you the way to return to the light."

After the words fell, the armor on his body seemed to become brighter, while the "Ripper" biting his leg let go of his mouth at the same time.

At this time, Fang Jingzhe noticed that the mouths of those "tearers" seemed to melt, exposing the plant roots entrenched inside, and this melting trend continued slowly.

"There is a problem with the light on his body, my Ripper has been restored!"

While talking, Yuan Lurui took out a few more plant seeds, pierced her palm with force and threw them out.

Fang Jingzhe tilted his head and said: "Go and help Chen Po, I will do this."

Pallas didn't seem to care who his opponent was, and he chanted loudly again: "In the name of the Lord of the Dawn, please grant me the chains that bind the darkness, and I will lead them into the light."

Then, Pallas' hands emitted a strong light.

These lights seemed to have entities, they kept surging in Pallas' hands, and finally formed two silver-white chains.

At the end of the chain, two black water mirrors appeared, and the chain extended into it, as if it was connected to something.

As the thing swayed, the entire chain of light made a "crash clatter" sound.

If you look at it from a distance, you can see that the chain seems to be tearing something out of the water mirror, and the water waves in the water mirror are churning, as if resisting this tearing.

That thing should be a living thing!
……

Of course, Fang Jingzhe would not allow the other party to magnify their moves.

Four or five tomatoes were thrown out.

It won't kill you, you son of a bitch!

Although Fang Jingzhe reacted quickly, he was still a step behind.

When Rotten Tomatoes flew a step away from Pallas, layers of rippling water appeared in front of him.

The water wave was very soft, and while blocking Rotten Tomatoes, it did not detonate it.

The next second, Pallas yelled loudly. He thrust his hands forward suddenly, and the glass on the water mirror shattered like a bubble. In the midair that was originally empty, a... no, it was Silhouettes of two women.

The whole bodies of these two women were shrouded in a layer of black mist, and they could only be seen with their heads lowered and their hands hanging uncoordinatedly by their sides.

Long black hair covered most of their faces, but it could still be seen that these two women should be a pair of twin sisters.

Bernhard Camus flapped his huge bat wings and floated in mid-air. Seeing what Pallas pulled out from the void, he couldn't help but frown.

"Pallas, you actually brought all the Eletor sisters? What do you want to do?"

"Of course it is the enemy of the Purification Dawn."

At the same time that Pallas finished speaking, the two black long straight girls rushed towards Fang Jingzhe.

Just as Fang Jingzhe was about to swing the knife, he felt something was wrong.

He stepped back abruptly, only to see two fireballs burning with black flames, hitting the place where he was standing just now.

But after the fireball landed, it didn't emit a burning sensation, nor did it burn the carpet on the ground, but instead froze the small piece of ground.

At this time, Yuan Lurui, who was protecting Li Moye, suddenly put his palms together, and after a while, there was a sound of things breaking under her feet.

Soon, thick gray-green rhizomes shot out from the ground, piercing towards the enemy like spears.

A few unlucky vampires were directly threaded into strings by these roots.

Then, those rhizomes gathered at the feet of the two black-clothed sisters.

Pallas raised his hands, and the two women jumped into the air, and then they spit out strange tones from their mouths.

The target of their attack this time is not Fang Jingzhe, but Yuan Lurui who is on the side.

Yuan Lurui suddenly felt that her vision began to become dark, and there seemed to be an endless sense of cold surrounding her. The temperature in her body was rapidly passing away. Seeing her eyes closed, the blood on her face was fading quickly.

Li Moye yelled: "This is psychic ability, interrupt them!"

Chen Po heard Li Moye's shout and noticed the situation here, but before he came over, three bloodstains were drawn out on his chest by Lester's nails, and those bloodstains quickly turned black.

Seeing that Chen Po was entangled by Lester and had no way to escape, Fang Jingzhe could only slap Yuan Lurui on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.

No matter what kind of psychic spells, as long as the controlled object loses consciousness, it can basically be deciphered.

This is the crudest way to crack various basic mind spells on the plane game forum.

But without Yuan Lurui's control, those roots and tearers immediately returned to the original state of the plants, lying motionless on the ground.

With this move alone, they lost their most important fighting power.

But at this time, Fang Jingzhe suddenly sent out that the "Tang Poetry" in his hand became a little fuzzy, flickering like a bad TV signal.

what happened?Did I use too much Holy Light to blind myself?
Or can those two Hei Changzhi still control my weapon?
Fang Jingzhe shook her arm subconsciously, but "Tang Shi" still looked like she had poor contact.

When Pallas raised his arms again, the black icicles on Sister Eletor's hands had already taken shape.

Fang Jingzhe knew without asking, that the black sharp ice was definitely aimed at him.

He raises his weapon—

"Tang poetry" has completely disappeared!

Instead, a black book appeared in Fang Jingzhe's hands.

Necronomicon?

Can props pop out by themselves?

Fang Jingzhe cursed in his heart.

But at this time, the black pointed ice had left the hands of Sister Yileituo, they roared and flew towards Fang Jingzhe's chest.

And Fang Jingzhe could only push the Necronomicon in his hand...

　These days, the author's wrist is still weak, and the drink bottle can't be unscrewed with his right hand. It really hurts...

　　So these few days may not be able to improve day by day, only six or seven thousand can be changed first...

　　When the wrist is better, the author will make more...

　　Finally, thank you readers for your subscription... Orz
　　
　
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