king of black mist.

Chapter 208: Limited Ability
"Don't get excited, Abram, Xia won't—"

"Shut up, Britt! Are your eyes rotten? This woman has no interest in you, and you still speak for him!" Abram said angrily.

In the battle just now, the two demon hunters who belonged to the Fighting Wuta with him did not know whether they were alive or not, so how could he not be angry or afraid.

Britch wanted to say something, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't speak in the end.

"I think we need an explanation." The old witcher asked in a deep voice while cutting off the rotten flesh on his back.

The face on his upper body has disappeared, his hair has turned gray, and his facial features are suddenly replaced by one of the previous facial features from time to time. It looks very strange, especially when the woman's thin eyebrows and red lips appear.

Li Qianxia looked at Yang Qinglan, who nodded slightly.

"That snake is my brother—"

"Ha!" Abram taunted with fear, "My younger sister can turn into an owl, and my elder brother can turn into a snake? Are you human beings? Or are they polluted by evil gods—"

"Abram!" Ismay, who was treating Dancy, yelled, "Keep calm, Dancy is not dead yet!"

"Mr. Endy is alive too." The old nun was taking care of Endy.

The little nun looked at them in fear.

Abram gasped for breath, trying to calm himself down.

Li Qianxia glanced worriedly at Dancy and Endy, as well as Us who was treating her heel.

Yang Qinglan fell into deep thought, polluted by evil gods? Did gods still exist in 1880?Or are they just some powerful and weird monsters?

If they are really gods, where have these gods gone in the short period of more than 100 years? (It is impossible to live to modern times, otherwise Li Changzhou will not be unrivaled in the first stage, either an evil god or a follower of an evil god)

"You misunderstood me," Li Qianxia continued to explain, "That snake is not my brother, but my brother's, um, a pet or a subordinate."

Surprise was evident in the gasps of the crowd.

"Your brother keeps a monster as a pet? Don't tell me that your brother is an Indian snake breeder, and you are a fucking Asian! Either you are not siblings!" Abram sneered angrily.

Even if she felt guilty, Li Qianxia felt helpless at this moment.

She spread her hands and said, "Can you stop swearing and listen to my explanation carefully."

"Okay, tell me, what's going on?" Abram looked at her mockingly, as if to see what else you could make up.

Li Qianxia pondered for a while: "I don't know what's going on, Jinguan is usually quite obedient, and it won't get angry if I feed it carrots."

"You!" Abram was about to curse again.

"It's a penguin." Yang Qinglan recovered from the speculation about the 'evil god'.

"They pretended to be Xia's elder brother, and they pretended to be us in front of Jinguan. Jinguan should have been attacked by them in our appearance, and they would attack us after suffering a loss, but—"

She thought about it: "Golden Crown has already believed that we are real, why did he suddenly attack again?"

"Don't worry about it!" Li Qianxia said, "I'll go back alone, as long as I see my brother, everything will be fine!"

"No, we can't trust you anymore, now cough cough!" Abram suddenly coughed violently.

Not only Abram, but Sivette, Bridger, Iss, Meus, the old witcher, and the two nuns all coughed.

The forest was filled with violent coughing.

The cough was accompanied by intense pain, and Meus, who was weak, knelt on his knees and his body twitched.

"It's poison!" Li Qianxia glanced at them worriedly, "Lan, I'm going to find my brother!"

"Well, let's go." Yang Qinglan nodded.

Li Qianxia ran out of the forest.

"No, cough cough, let's go!" Abram struggled and raised the silver sword.

"Abram, please trust me!" Li Qianxia said anxiously.

The poison in them will not kill immediately, but will keep coughing until they cough themselves to death alive.

This kind of poison is not inhaled, but infected on the skin. In her brother and Yang Qinglan's expectation, it is used to deal with players who have the Gospel, or opponents who need to chant spells.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" The old witcher took out the medicine from his pocket while coughing.

Every time he coughed, the wound on his waist squeezed out a large amount of blood.

When he was taking the medicine, his cough almost choked him to death. After taking the medicine, the severity of the cough became less severe, from a constant cough to a cough every three or four seconds.

Other witchers are also trying to save themselves.

"No, cough, cough!" Abram also knelt down slowly, and every time he coughed, his whole body trembled, and a bit of strength followed the cough and slipped away from his mouth.

"Xia, leave them alone, hurry up." Yang Qinglan said to Li Qianxia.

Li Qianxia nodded and ran out of the forest.

"hiss~"

Everyone, including Li Qianxia who was about to speed up, looked at the source of the sound.

On the left side of the forest, in the evening light of the setting sun, the King Cobra stood up its upper body, beside it, Li Changzhou stood proudly, and Bi stretched out his arms, grinning sinisterly.

"Brother?" Li Qianxia asked doubtfully.

Yang Qinglan's complexion changed, and he saw a shadow cat in Bi's shadow, washing his face with his hind legs.

"It's a penguin!" she called, her eyes turning blue.

"Freeze!" "Bi" stretched his hands forward.

"Bi" flew back, a terrible cold air spread from between his hands, the cold air hit quickly, and rushed towards Li Qianxia.

Li Qianxia disappeared in place.

Yang Qinglan jumped back with the two nuns.

The cold continued to move forward. Amidst the crackling sound of freezing, the coughing demon hunters were all frozen into ice sculptures as soon as they stood up.

In the forest in the evening, the cold air is overwhelming, and the ice sculptures reflect dreamlike brilliance in the dusk.

"Woo!!" The king cobra made a walrus cry, and it slid towards the witchers at an extremely fast speed along the ice road.

Like throwing a bowling ball, it will smash the demon hunters like vertical bottles!

Li Qianxia appeared in the distance, she plowed the ground with her legs, rushed up, galloped towards the ice road, and disappeared again halfway.

Bang!
She appeared to the left of the King Cobra and knocked it off the ice.

The "King Cobra" flew out, crushed three trees, turned back into a walrus, and fell to the ground in a round.

"Ah!!" "Bi" flew out, holding his head and screaming, and waves of sound rushed out of the mouth that gradually turned into a penguin.

"It's melting, it's melting, Antarctica is melting!"

"My feet, my feet are freezing!"

The penguin fell into hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

"Drinka!" Li Changzhou sprinted towards the penguin.

A spider web fell.

"Li Changzhou" suddenly accelerated, turned into a Pegasus, rushed up like a sharp arrow, pushed forward against the spider web, and opened his mouth to bite the penguin that kept falling behind him.

Yang Qinglan, who was standing on the branch, raised her hand, and the thorns pierced out from the bottom of Tianma's feet, but failed to penetrate the horse's hoof.

With another wave of her hand, the three thorns pierced through the air and stabbed at Tianma.

Tenma raised its nose and neighed.

"咴-"

Blue flames ignited on the horse's hooves, the horse's mane also turned into flames of the same color, and the thorns and cobwebs were burned to ashes.

Burned by the flames, Penguin woke up from hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

"Smelly horse, didn't I say that I don't need your flames, I-uh!"

The pegasus that turned into a flaming horse bit hard, and the penguin screamed.

Penguin recovered from his rage and looked at Yang Qinglan and the others.

It took a deep breath, and the belly that was bitten by the flame horse swelled up, and then, its mouth opened like a tear.

what! ! !
Circles of sound waves impacted, and the waves generally hit the direction of Yang Qinglan, and the focus of the sound waves was those demon hunters who had turned into ice sculptures.

When the sky fire fell, the muscles, blood, and fascia of the whole body tensed, and a hot force poured into the body. Li Qianxia arched her back slightly, and rushed out with a bang, blocking between the ice sculpture and the sound wave.

Bang!
The ponytail burst open in an instant, and the long hair fluttered.

Li Qianxia gritted her teeth, the sound wave pierced through the blood-colored armor, shaking her internal organs, feeling oppressed and painful like squeezing.

The trees fell in one direction, and the ice sculptures gradually cracked in the sound waves.

click!
Li Qianxia tried her best to turn her head in the tide of sound waves, and saw Abram's arms in the ice, blown away by the sound waves.

She turned her head, slowly opened her arms, and tried her best to block the attack!

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Qianxia who was on the ground, and after a second, said softly, "Idiot."

Use your real life to save these people in 1880, what is it if you are not a fool?
By blocking, how long can it be blocked?How much can you block?Why not rush up and just kill the penguin?Even if some ice sculptures are broken in the process, it is more effective than such useless resistance.

So stupid.

She jumped down.

Li Qianxia turned her head slowly, and saw Yang Qinglan in golden armor, with her arms covering her face, walking to her side step by step.

Abram, who was shaken by the sound wave, stood firmly on the ground again.

The old nun and the young nun hugged the tree trunk tightly, reciting prayers intermittently in their mouths.

"Broken!" The last sound wave suddenly doubled in size, blasting out of the penguin's mouth like a cannonball.

The trees rose from the ground, and the two of them were blown away by the sound waves. They struggled to control their bodies in the air, brushed past the ice sculptures, staggered and flew out, and smashed heavily into a pile of trees that were uprooted by the sound waves.

"咴——" the flaming horse neighed, and the flames on the horse's mane rose, turning into a fiery horse made entirely of flames.

The front hooves of the fire horse plowed silently in the forest under the setting sun, then lowered their heads, stepped on the air, and swooped down towards the ice sculpture of the witcher.

At the same time, Walrus' body folded, flattened, bounced up, and hit Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan like missiles.

Yang Qinglan didn't have time to get up, her eyes turned blue, and the walrus still landed towards them like a meteorite.

The air even forms a visible umbrella over the walrus' belly!
"Qinglan!" Li Qianxia stretched out her hand towards Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan handed over her hands, one red and one gold armor held together.

The two disappeared from the spot.

boom!
The ground trembled, the earth waves swayed in circles, and the walrus smashed a three-meter-deep hole in the place where the two were originally.

Beside the pit, the earth arched and cracked.

Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan appeared two meters away from the pit, Li Qianxia turned her head to look at the ice sculpture, and turned around, turned around, turned around!

The brain was dizzy, Li Qianxia fell to the ground, warm liquid flowed out of her nose, her 'ability' was not enough.

Just five meters away, the fiery horse washed over the ice sculpture, and the ice cubes melted and shattered, turning into crystals all over the sky.

Ismay's arm was ignited and flew down in the air, and Abram's head landed in front of Li Qianxia.

His lips moved, as if he had said something, his eyes were full of apology and softness, and then turned gray, and the flames burned silently.

The penguin jumped out of the horse's mouth, spread its "wings", and walked around the pile of corpses, scanning its eyes.

It smacked its mouth.

"Tsk! There is no player!"

"It's a waste of energy." The walrus squirmed honestly and crawled out of the hole.

"These two people should be." Pegasus paced back and forth, leaving behind a string of horseshoe-shaped flames.

It walked up to the penguin and looked at Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia.

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Qianxia who had exhausted her 'ability', Ismay's arm and Abram's head in front of her.

"It's so stupid to fetch water from a bamboo basket," she said.

Wiping away a trace of red rose-like blood from the corner of her mouth, and pulling out the emerald bee sword in her black hair, Yang Qinglan looked at the penguins, pegasus, and walruses with cold eyes.

Li Qianxia beat the ground, her fists clenched tightly.

Edison Research Institute, cellar, Li Changzhou opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)