Extraordinary Puppeteer

Chapter 316 Evil Spirit Murphys

Hearing Donan's question, Murphys sent out a calm mental wave: "I can't get rid of the enslavement mark laid by a demigod."

Donan said coldly: "Do you think we are fools? Only death can get rid of the imprint of enslavement implanted by the demigod himself!"

At this time, other people were also paying attention to the conversation between the two, and everyone was very curious after hearing it.

It is impossible for the Clearance Empire to make such a low-level mistake. They heard that a demigod personally enslaved Murphys, and they couldn't think of any way to get rid of this slavery.

But now Murphys is completely free, and he doesn't act according to the plan of the Clearance Empire at all, and he doesn't look like he is enslaved at all. What's going on?

Morpheus looked down at Donan's expression mixed with anger and doubt, and his mental fluctuations became mocking.

"I never said I was a skeleton, it was just wishful thinking of you idiots"

Donan's face suddenly changed drastically, realizing something, and then every inch of Murphy's bones burst into intense brilliance.

The brilliance ignited the bones, and turned into a pale flame with a bang, and even the soul fire poured into this flame.

The pale flames changed in shape and condensed into a transparent figure at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is a handsome young man, exuding a noble and elegant temperament, and his sea blue eyes shone brightly like a pair of sapphires in the darkness.

The young man gracefully performed a common etiquette among nobles in Horim to Donan: "It's our first meeting, I'm Morpheus Ponton, an evil spirit!"

In an instant, all the disciples of Clearance felt a chill that penetrated to the marrow of their bones, and the less powerful professional class even had some difficulty breathing. Murphys' undisguised aura oppressed them for a while.

After Murphys showed his original shape, Donan's face was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

He finally understood how Murphys got rid of the mark of enslavement. This is not a skeleton mage at all, but an evil spirit!

Every evil spirit in the world, no matter how weak the evil spirit is, has its own possession.

For example, the possession of Raymond killed by Carlin a year ago is the pen of the story, even if his soul is scattered, he can be reborn in the pen of the story.

Of course, Murphys is no exception, as long as he dies once, no matter how powerful the enslavement mark is, he can completely get rid of it.

The Clearance Empire has always regarded Murphys as a skeleton, but they didn't expect this guy to hide so deeply that he even had to disguise his own race.

"Bastard! Suffer!"

At this time, a burly mentor-level disciple of the Clearance Cult could no longer suppress his anger, jumped up high with a roar, and jumped over Murphys in an instant, and the steel hammer slammed at him with a tragic momentum .

Murphys didn't even look at the other party, a black shadow sprang out from the densely packed white bone skeletons on the ground, and blocked his master's body first.

The burly believer saw a tail full of ferocious barbs drawn towards him, his face changed, and the giant hammer in his hand burst into light and made a burst of mechanical noise, and instantly unfolded into a large mechanical shield.

boom--

After a loud noise, a big hole was smashed out on the ground, and the burly believer fell to the ground, with blood continuously flowing from his mouth.

The others hurried forward to help him up and asked with concern.

"Are you OK?"

"Ahem, it's okay, it's just a little injury."

Just after the burly believers stood up, the army of undead on the ground charged them directly, while Murphys and the dark psychic beast just stood quietly in the air and looked down at everything.

The eight Mentor-level Clearance Cultists immediately charged forward with their weapons in hand.

As soon as the battle was about to start, the eight rushed into the sea of ​​bones and skeletons like tigers into a herd of sheep.

Just at the moment of contact, more than two hundred white bone skeletons were beaten into scum like melons and vegetables.

And those professional cultists who stayed where they were and did not charge suddenly began to deform with the sound of gears rattling from the weapons in their hands.

In less than a second, it turned into a cannon, the black barrel reflecting the cold metal light.

The next moment, all the gun barrels roared angrily, dozens of beams of light swept over, large areas of white bones and skeletons were evaporated into ashes, and the cooperation between the two echelons was exceptionally tacit.

Murphys looked down at the dead and injured skeletons without showing any expression, but just waved his hand.

Immediately, more white bone skeletons crawled out of the pitch-black ground, and flocked to the eight mentor-level believers in a steady stream.

And those elite undead didn't watch the show any more, and rushed away amidst the sea of ​​bones and skeletons, and the eight mentor-level believers were blocked at once.

The two sides immediately started a fierce fight, a series of explosions sounded in the battlefield, and the scene was full of muffled sounds of weapons colliding and dazzling spiritual light.

At this time, five pitch-black crystals with a length of more than three meters rose quietly, floating in the air and circling Murphys.

In Philip's Manor, Kraken, who was watching the battle nervously, shrank his pupils when he saw the five crystals.

"No, it's a witchcraft crystal!"

After the five witchcraft crystals lifted into the air, they emitted waves of ripples to prop up a field, and the clean and smooth road was immediately corrupted into black soil by the power of darkness.

All the disciples of Jingkong only felt that their spirituality was invaded by a filthy force, and the speed of spiritual consumption increased sharply for a while, and their own strength was also weakened.

On the contrary, the undead seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. Whether it was speed, strength or spell power, they all increased a lot, and the pressure on the Clearance Cultists suddenly increased.

As if Murphys didn't want to waste time, the five witchcraft crystals flashed light, and in less than a second, hundreds of spells blasted towards the twenty or so professional-level cultists in the rear.

When everyone saw it, they either dodged quickly or let the hand cannon deform and unfold into a mechanical shield.

Boom—boom—boom—boom—boom—

After a series of explosions, there were five more corpses on the ground, and everyone else was injured, and the shields in their hands were also damaged.

Eric, who had been watching the battle, also frowned. Murphy's strength also made him feel some pressure, but his brows soon relaxed.

Shaking his head, he sighed.

"The battle will be over soon. If the environment is changed, they can last for more than ten minutes, but fighting the undead on the land of black soil"

Elena, who was on the side with a cold face, said mockingly: "Aren't you Shadow Brigade very powerful, and Murphys scared you?"

Eric's expression suddenly became awkward, and he didn't know what to say, but Princess Yilin changed the subject and relieved the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Since Karin decided to stay here, I believe he must have figured out a way to deal with Murphys, right?"

Eric nodded after hearing this: "Don't worry, the leader said before that he wanted to kill Murphy easily."

(End of this chapter)