Soul Echo

Three horns pierced the scalp and grew out of the forehead.

The swollen muscles prop up the epidermis and swell the skin red.

crimson's nails grow from under the skin, but only cover the vital areas, leaving the rest of the body exposed to the air.

After Graham's transformation, the other nobles in the hall roared, and Lillian and Purcell saw in horror that all those who had used hallucinogens had also undergone physical changes.

Their changes are less dramatic than Graham's, but just as... gorgeous?

Just as Lilian and Purcell were stunned, Zhong Ye collided with Graham.

The psionic energy gathered in Graham's hand and turned into a long sword. The big sword slashed vertically and collided with the psionic sword.

Graham, who was not short in height, became taller than Zhong Ye after expanding his body, and his strength was not weaker than Zhong Ye.

The psionic sword and the great sword were in a stalemate. Graham grinned and bullied him, "Is that all you have?"

The men and women on him rolled their eyes, their eyes locked on Zhong Ye, and they suddenly flew over.

The cultists in the entire hall rushed forward like zombies, moving towards Zhong Ye's location.

But at this moment, Zhong Ye suddenly stepped back, losing the support of the great sword, Graham didn't have time to exert force, and his body involuntarily fell forward.

Graham's eyes flashed with confusion, he couldn't understand why the guy could get away before he could force his way down.

He staggered, and Graham looked up in shame, only to see blade light and sword shadows flickering, and the bodies of several cultists who flew over were split into several pieces. Zhong Ye flew by.

"Lilian, protect yourself!"

Speaking, Zhong Ye bent his legs, his eyes locked on Graham's silhouette, and he suddenly ejected.

Zhong Ye and Graham had a fierce battle. On the other side, Lillian turned over from the table, grabbed the dinner plate, and threw it out.

pa!

The dinner plate smashed into a cultist's face and smashed apart. The cultist's head was thrown back, and just after he broke his head back, there was a silver light as fast as a gust of wind. He pierced her eye socket and killed her.

Lilian turned around and pulled out the rapier from the corpse's eye socket. The sword edge slashed at another cultist, and a hand crossbow appeared in her left hand like magic. Pulling the trigger, the crossbow shot violently. He shot directly into a cultist's forehead, stopped and knocked him to the ground.

Purcell was stunned to see Lilian let the three cultists die instantly, and suddenly remembered what a dangerous situation she was in right now.

He clenched the teeth, overturned the dining table beside him to the ground, blocking the advance of the cultists, then raised his left hand, and the ring on his index finger burst into rays of light.

Boom——

The storm suddenly emerged, knocking all the dozen or so cultists that surrounded them flying.

The other hand didn't stop either. With the sound of chanting, it swiped through the air, causing countless ice crystals to form in front of him.

It can't kill them, but it can hurt them and stop them!

Purcell let out a loud shout, and countless ice crystals flew at the same time, landing on the cultists.

Temporarily relieved his own crisis, turned his head and looked towards the girl, but was horrified to see that four cultists rushed towards her at the same time.

"Watch out!" Purcell screamed.

Just as he was leaning over to throw the fragments of his dinner plate, two rays of light suddenly flew past his ears and inserted into a cultist's head.

Lilian's pressure was greatly reduced, and she raised her sword and punched, first knocked down one of the cultists, killed the other, and then turned the sword edge to kill the one who was knocked to the ground.

"Fight with me! How dare you—"

Graham's eyes glared, and he screamed: "Distraction!"

Zhong Ye Feeling nervous, he jumped to the side.

The psionic energy turned into a substantial shock wave, like a battering ram hitting Graham's front.

A statue holding a high crystal stood in the way of the shock wave, and it exploded in an instant, breaking into several sections. The wall behind the statue was not spared, and shattered with a bang.

The gravel and smoke were scattered, fuse together with the wind and snow pouring in outside the house, and raged together.

The whole house shook a few times, but the fight between Zhong Ye and Graham didn't stop because of this little situation.

Zhong Ye charged again, swung the great sword, and let the moonlight draw a perfect semicircle in the air, slashing towards Graham's neck.

Graham grinned grimly, without any protection, wielding the sword of psionic energy, he slashed with Zhong Ye, exchanging injuries for injuries.

The big sword shattered the armor protecting Graham's neck, and it slashed all the way down, splitting half of his chest, but Graham handed out the psionic sword like nothing else. .

The blade collided with the blade and got scrambled together.

Graham exhaled two hot breaths from his nose with excitement and couldn't help laughing wildly.

The great sword was still inserted into his chest, and half of his lungs had already been cut off. The psionic sword and the straight knife were stuck in the air, unable to advance an inch. Therefore, the cultist waved his fist, Hit Zhong Ye's head.

"trifling is a fatal wound, how can it be against my faith in my Lord!!!"

Every time he is injured, Graham will go further in the direction of the devil , and the blessing that the Lord of Pleasure bestows on the cultists is that the more injuries, the stronger the strength.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, he has been injured no less than a hundred times, including more than a dozen fatal injuries.

——He can clearly feel that he is getting stronger!

Zhong Ye right hand released the hilt of the sword and grabbed Graham's fist, the force from the ground, from the waist to the body, the shoulders only shook slightly, and the abundant strength poured into the fist, the bones. And flesh and blood immediately twisted into a ball, regardless of each other.

Rather than not feeling the pain, Graham felt a burst of pleasure rushing to his brain, causing him to groan uncontrollably.

ka-cha!

Graham's knee snapped back, his body involuntarily slanted to one side, and the psionic sword slid away. He turned back and split his head.

The corpse with only half of its head fell to the ground, Zhong Ye kicked the hilt of the great sword, and the moonlight popped out of the corpse and regained control.

At this moment, the 'corpse' suddenly laughed, "trifling fatally wounded..."

The great sword fell, severing Graham's neck, and then Zhong Ye no longer paid attention to , turned and looked into the hall.

next moment, his silhouette disappeared in place, and the moonlight instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, cutting a cultist in half.

Lillian could finally have a breather, but she didn't stop. She found olive oil from the dining table, moved towards the cultists and splashed it over, then took out the fire stick, lit a tablecloth, and rubbed her hands together. Shaking, he threw the tablecloth over a cultist, and kicked him back to his companion.

Purcell also understands what Lillian wants to do, and casts a [Grease Spell] at the feet of the cultists. Although these 'greasy' cannot be ignited, they can make the cultists fall over. a piece!

I saw the flames rise instantly, and nearly ten cultists were lit at the same time.

Ending the battle here, Lillian turned to look again and found that Zhong Ye had already killed the remaining cultists.

Through the walls of blood and broken arms, it is not difficult to imagine what a terrifying bloody storm had happened before.

It was nothing during the battle. After the battle, Purcell's complexion changed and he couldn't help but vomit.

Fortunately, the wind and snow had already begun to fill this hall, otherwise the bloody smell lingering on the tip of the nose would definitely make Purcell spit out his bile.

Lillian glanced at Purcell pityingly and walked to Zhong Ye's side, "teacher..."

But Zhong Ye suddenly pulled out a throwing knife from his belt, Throw away.

"No, but..."

As soon as Graham got up from the ground, he was hit in the head by a flying knife, destroying his brain.

“Why is he still alive?” Lilian felt a kind of horror hard to describe.

Isn't the original 'Immortal Body' not a player's privilege?

Zhong Ye walked over silently, pulled out the flying knife from Graham's head, took out flaming glue, and poured it on the corpse.

The flames began to burn, and the rising flame stimulated Graham's pain and made him scream.

But the screaming didn't last long, and he died in flames again.

Afterwards, Graham lived four more times, died four times, and did not come back to life until the fifth resurrection and death.

At this time, only a mass of ashes remained in his body.

Lillian and Purcell have been standing by and watching, having one's hair stand on end.

Glancing at the group of ashes, Zhong Ye stepped forward, stomped his foot suddenly, and a distorted scream that seemed to come from the void sounded abruptly and stopped abruptly.

After getting the system hint, Zhong Ye was sure that the cultist really died.

"Let's go." With that said, Zhong Ye turned and left.

Lillian followed along, Purcell looked around and hurriedly followed the footsteps she left.

The doors of the banquet hall opened and closed, sealing all evil and cruelty inside.