The Dimensional Journey of the Bad Knight

The clear voice echoed in the narrow passage, engraving a ghostly face on her forehead.The turbulent ghost power, accompanied by the determination and anger to fight, caused her body to undergo earth-shaking changes.

"—"

The monster's offensive suddenly stopped.

They leaped back, lowered their bodies, and grinned at the woman they felt was dangerous.

"My servant, I wish to turn into a ghost."

Ming whispered, raising his left arm high.

- Boom! !

On the floor where there is no weather change, thunder suddenly fell, bombarding Ming's whole body.As a good student who has already mastered the necessary knowledge, she subconsciously used Professor Lin Lin's spell to make her clothing and equipment become part of her fighting body.

The flashing thunder wrapped around his whole body turned into a radiance that the naked eye could not see directly, and was then swung away by an arm protruding from the side of the radiance.

He holds a handful of shamisen in his left hand, and has the same blue body as Lei Ting as a whole.The chord-shaped armor on the chest from the left shoulder to the right abdomen is the proof that she is a plucked ghost.

Oni who are not enlightened enough will not have sound strike armor.

Ming removed the plectrum from the right side of his waist, and quickly plucked the strings.The sound waves distorting the atmosphere were restrained by the specially polished and sharp magic stone ram under the square speaker, and then released at the moment when the ram hit the ground.

The thunder reversed, erupted from the monster's feet, and went straight to the dome.

The monsters could neither compete with the sound, nor could they compete with the thunder. Except for some guys with strong sensing ability in the middle layer, the rest of the monsters were all reduced to ashes.

Sweep away thousands of troops!

Chapter 159 The Hero Who Saves Others

In the smoke-filled passage, the adventurers watched dully as the tall but slender evil spirit walked from the middle of them to the front.

It was a ferocious monster-like existence, and it was hard to imagine that it was transformed by human beings.

When I saw it, the first thought that flashed in my heart was not peace of mind, but incomprehension and fear.

How could such power exist?

This person has been hiding such abilities, what is his plan?

Is it a human or a monster?

The adventurers subconsciously raised their weapons at her and backed away.

They are not Finn, but a group of fledgling young people, whose experience as adventurers stays in the middle and upper classes, and they cannot accept what is happening in front of them at all.

Feeling their stinging eyes more than the injuries on her body, Ming kept silent.

Fortunately, there is a mask on the face, so that no matter what expression is on the face now, it will not be noticed.

As if holding a long western sword, he ordered the speaker of the shamisen to go up, the plectrum to hang back to his waist, and hold the piano bar with both hands.

The roaring half-orc rushed towards her, but she lowered her body and cut the sharp part of the front end of the speaker across her waist, cutting it in half.

The hellhound that spewed flames at her was pushed back into the mouth with a punch that contained thunder, and it turned into fireworks and scattered in all directions.

The mid-level monster that spewed venom was flashed by her at a speed that far surpassed the dynamic vision of the adventurers and monsters present. Then, the monster's abdomen was pierced by the end of the shamisen, and its whole body exploded in a short playing.

Even though anyone could see that Ming's footsteps were staggering, she displayed overwhelming power in the face of this group of monsters that made adventurers feel hopeless.

Such reluctance to herself undoubtedly caused her body to suffer greater damage.But the ghost's body can heal itself to a certain extent, at least, as long as she can still breathe, she will not die.

After obliterating the group of monsters with a swift attack like thunder, Ming Momo walked to Chikusa's side and hugged her.

The adventurers said nothing, they were undoubtedly wary of her.

Time to leave.

"Ola!!"

There was a sound of piercing wind from behind.

Ming turned his head away, forcing a bright silver steel boot away.

Silver body hair, impressive speed, city-famous kicking skills.

The attacker was Burt the "Wolf".

Of course, life can recognize him. As long as it is an adventurer who has lived in Olalie for more than half a year, no one can fail to recognize these world-renowned "heroes".

And such a hero has the appearance that life has longed for.

After the surrounding adventurers lost the lighting of the fiery monsters, although they couldn't see the appearance of the person coming, they were obviously relieved, which was enough to see how much they trusted the hero.

And I was just a monster.

Ming flashed through successive kicks, her body was lighter and more agile than she expected.Even lv5 attacks can be seen through as long as they concentrate.

Perhaps because of realizing the strength of the enemy, in this dark passage, the fierce wolf's attack became more and more fierce.Ming dodged his whip leg, jumped back sharply, and then put down Chicao.

After all, he is a hero, and as a first-level adventurer, he must have a panacea with him.

Then, if Chicasa is left here, she can still be saved.

As long as you leave by yourself, everyone will be happy.

Ming suddenly felt that she seemed to understand why the master hid his face in the dungeon.