I traveled to another world and became a princess kidnapped by a dragon

"Damn, damn, that vampire bat is such a waste, it can't even stop two people, and I still have to rely on myself in the end." Laxstock cursed.

After Isabella stopped Laxstock, a knockdown ice sword flew out with a wave of her hand.

Laxstock grabbed his bone staff with one hand to block the attacking ice sword, then swung his staff vigorously, and shouted loudly at Isabella: "Stinky girl, die for me!" !Death Harvest!" With Laxstock's movement, a black shadow holding a black scythe appeared, and then swung the scythe in his hand towards Isabella.

Facing the attacking sickle, Isabella blocked the sword of Edith in her hand, and the phantom-like sickle was actually blocked by the sword in Isabella's hand.

"This...how is this possible!!!??" Laxstock exclaimed.

No wonder he was so surprised, because this death harvest is an attack on the soul. It stands to reason that such an attack can only be avoided, and it is impossible to block it.

Isabella chose to block it with her sword, not because she hadn't discovered the characteristics of this attack, but because of Edith's reminder.

In fact, this attack is a competition to see who has the strongest soul power. As an eighth-level necromancer, Laxstock's soul power is naturally formidable and terrifying. Maybe even a ninth-level melee job agent may not have his soul. powerful.

In other words, even a ninth-level powerhouse wouldn't dare to resist his attack.

Of course, there is a price for such a huge power, that is, it will seriously consume one's own mental power, and, once attacked, it will damage the soul.

If he met someone else, this move might force his opponent back, but he was unlucky, he met Isabella, no, it should be said, he met Edith.

Who is Edith?The ancient gods, even if they are just a ray of soul, they are still the gods of the past. The power of the gods, even if it is a remnant soul, cannot be resisted by an extraordinary human soul. The sword can block this attack on the soul.

After Isabella blocked the phantom's attack, she listened to Edith's words, flicked it vigorously, blocked the phantom's sickle, and then slashed out at the phantom.

Since the sword of Edith can block the attack of the soul, naturally, it can also hurt the soul.

This sword directly tore the phantom of the god of death.

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" As a caster, Laxstock let out a scream, the pain of tearing his soul made his whole body tremble, and the bone staff in his hand fell to the ground, and he lay down on the ground. On the ground, on the ground, twisted on the ground, the soul fire in the sunken eye sockets also flickered.

Isabella didn't expect the effect to be so good, and it directly made Laxstock lose his fighting power.

Of course, Isabella didn't pause this time. She didn't know if this guy would have other means. No matter what, let's solve it first.

Isabella rushed towards Laxstock, raised her sword, and was about to kill him.

Laxstock is an old mage who has lived for hundreds of years. Naturally, it is impossible for him to die like this. Enduring the severe pain, he patted the ground hard, and countless bone spurs broke through the stone slabs and enveloped him immediately. .

These bone spurs were extremely sharp, and Isabella didn't dare to directly resist these attacks even in a half-dragon state.

Even if he couldn't break through the defense of his own scales, the impact force was enough to cause him internal injuries.

But now such a good opportunity, Isabella was reluctant to give up, she gritted her teeth, swung the sword in her hand down vigorously, chopped off the bone spurs in front of her, and then stepped on the bone spurs she had cut off , adjusted to mid-air, and then in mid-air, the wings behind her spread out and flew up, um, flying is a bit exaggerated, she just managed to let herself stay in the air for a short time by relying on the power of her wings.

It wasn't long before she had wings, Christina hadn't taught Isabella how to fly, and Isabella couldn't fly at all now.

The extension of the spur was over soon, and Isabella also struggled to control her wings and let herself glide.She naturally saw Laxstock in the air, and he was struggling towards the Death Scythe climber with one hand.

Continuously casting this kind of large-scale magic that consumes a lot of mana, Laxstock has already run out of oil lamps, and all his hopes are now on the Death Scythe.

Almost, almost, Laxstock's sunken eyes stared at the death scythe that was getting closer and closer to him, and the beating soul fire became hotter, just a little bit, just a little bit , Immediately, immediately I can get my lifelong pursuit.

However, when he was about to get close to Death God's Scythe, a figure descended from the sky in front of him.

The one that fell in front of him was naturally Isabella.

Isabella watched as she finally approached the Death Scythe, and Laxstock, who was only half a meter away from it, breathed a sigh of relief.

Almost, she finally landed at the last minute.

To be honest, flying is really not something that can be learned just by learning. It is already extremely difficult for her to control the direction in the air, but fortunately she has caught up.

For Isabella, this is a close call, but for Laxstock, it is endless despair.

Isabella stretched out a kick without hesitation and kicked Laxstock away. At the same time, this kick was like being kicked into an endless abyss for him.

Laxstock's body hit the ground below like a rag, and he couldn't even get up.

Isabella stood on the altar and looked down at Laxstock and said, "Now, you are finished."

Laxstock raised his head with difficulty, the soul fire in his eyes stared at Isabella, and Isabella frowned.

She felt the endless hatred in Laxstock's eyes, the unforgettable hatred.

Laxstock made a hoarse voice, then raised his hand and pointed at Isabella and said, "I curse you, die, I want you to die, I don't want this life, I want you to die with me."

After Laxstock finished speaking, he made a move that shocked Isabella. He actually smashed his own skull with his hands, pulled out the fire of his soul, and then raised his head and said loudly: " My god!! I use my soul as a sacrifice, kill her! Kill her!!!!"

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Chapter 120 Eight Death Projection

"Kill her, kill her!!!" Laxstock's hysterical voice echoed in the hall.

There was endless resentment in that voice, resentment, and monstrous killing intent.

Even Isabella was startled by Laxstock's frantic voice.

It's just that what happened next made Isabella's whole body tense.

In the middle of the sky, a group of gray-black mist appeared, and the death aura emanating from that mist had a similar aura to the death sickle not far from him.

A gust of wind blew up, and Isabella felt her hair stand on end. The scales all over her body stood up, and a sense of crisis lingered in Isabella's heart.

Isabella swallowed.

This... so terrible breath.

Isabella noticed that the soul fire of the descended Rackstock floated into the gray-black mist, while his body decayed rapidly, and then turned into fly ash.

After absorbing Laxstock's soul fire, the gray-black mist quickly condensed into a translucent skull in a black robe and holding a sickle. This image is similar to the death harvest performed by Laxstock before. The shadows are very close, but Isabella understands that these are two completely different concepts.

Divine power, Isabella felt the divine power from this shadow.

This is a projection of some god.

Raxstock summoned the projection of a certain god at the cost of his own soul,

He was right, he really gave up everything and wanted to die with Isabella.

Although this is somewhat similar to the previous Shadow of the Demon God, it is different, but the same thing is that they all have the power to kill Isabella.

This... really can't push a person too hard, Isabella actually regretted it a bit.

The projection of the god looked at Isabella with its deep, emotionless eyes, and raised the sickle with one hand.

"Hide!" Edith reminded Isabella loudly the moment the Death Projector made its move.

Isabella naturally understood that facing such an enemy's attack, she would certainly be courting death if she resisted. Naturally, she didn't need to be reminded, she just jumped up when she stepped on it.

The moment Isabella made her move, the projection of the Grim Reaper had already swung the sickle in her hand.

Geboda and Ricardo, who were fighting fiercely outside, also felt a piercing chill coming from the building.

Then a powerful force tore the building apart, and the powerful force leveled the surrounding buildings.

Ricardo immediately used tree vines to set up a shield in front of him.

Geboda also made a blood shield for defense.

When the impact disappeared, most of the surrounding labyrinth-like buildings had been destroyed.

Ricardo was also sent flying hundreds of meters.

After the shock dissipated, the buildings of this underground labyrinth had basically disappeared, and at this moment Ricardo was leaning against a broken wall behind him, and couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

He couldn't move on this matter.

His wooden shield couldn't stop the impact just now.

It's just that the impact just now wasn't enough to hurt him. What really made him unbearable was the sudden burst of dead energy in his arm, and now half of his body was covered by black energy.

Looking at his arms that were no longer able to hang down, he smiled miserably.

He was finally coming to an end, and after realizing this, he didn't panic, or rather, he even felt a sense of relief.

After suffering for so long, he can finally get rid of it.

Of course, he is also a little concerned about what happened, why there is such a strong energy impact suddenly, he turned his head to look at the center of the attack, where a shadow of a black cloak holding a sickle floated there.

The terrifying aura emanating from that body made Ricardo understand that the attack just now should be from him.

Gaboda stood in the distance and looked at the black shadow over there. He was also a member of the Dark Council, so he naturally knew what it was.

Seeing that shadow, he knew that this action was a waste of all previous efforts.

Needless to say, Raxstock had sacrificed himself.

"Damn it, that trash, you can't do this well." Geboda cursed secretly, his arms were bloody and bloody at the moment, although the regeneration had already begun, but it was obvious that the regeneration would not be completed so quickly.

He looked at the projection of the god of death, and his heart was bleeding. For this action, he also spent all his money. In order to summon those monsters, he sacrificed all his blood servants and spent money to buy countless slaves. He doesn't care too much about the loss of money. After all, he has lived for hundreds of years. Lord Demon God blamed it.

Thinking of Lord Demon God's anger, Geboda trembled with fright.

I hope I still have a life.

The situation on Isabella's side is even worse. She is the one who directly bears the attack. Although Edith reminded Isabella to avoid the direct attack, the energy overflow caused by the attack still makes Isabella Ra took quite a hit.

Isabella was half kneeling on the ground, with Edith's sword stuck in front of her. Many scales on her body were torn off, and her body was covered with horrible scratches. The wings behind her were also broken. Bones are exposed.

If Isabella hadn't been protected to a certain extent by the sword of Edith, she might have been twisted into pieces by that force just now.

"Wow." Isabella lowered her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked up at the projection of death in midair.

This projection of the god of death is different from the shadow of the demon god transformed by the black dragon before. Although the power is equally powerful and terrifying, its actions are as stiff as a robot.

But even so, it was not something Isabella could compete with.

Isabella said to Edith: "Edith, it's an emergency, can I release the power of Excalibur now?"

Edith said seriously: "No, the soul injury you suffered last time has not healed. If you do it again, your spirit will definitely collapse directly. This is not a joke."

"Hmm." Isabella believed that Edith would not be joking about this matter, which meant it was true.

"Then what should we do now?" Isabella asked hastily, looking at the projection of death above her head that started to move again.

"Wait, wait, that's just a projection clone. Using the soul of the necromancer as a sacrifice won't last long. If you can, you still have a chance." Edith said.

Isabella has the urge to cry.

In other words, she will be entangled with a projection clone of a god for a while.

Isabella felt that it was too difficult for her to come to this different world. First, she met the dragon, met your angel, god, met the demon god, and now she has to entangle with the god of death for a while. The gods and demons have to touch it all over the place.

Tucao belongs to Tucao, this life is still necessary.

The projection of death swung down the scythe forcefully, and Isabella naturally chose to avoid it.

The attack of this God of Death projection is very direct. Although the speed is very fast, it is not difficult for Isabella to avoid it in advance according to the position of her arm. However, the attack of this God of Death has a wide range, and it is still There is a sense of death. In fact, if Isabella's strength hadn't naturally restrained the breath of the undead, even if the sword hadn't hit Isabella head-on, Isabella would have died because of the death power.

The death energy that attacked Isabella was dissipated by the white flames before it entered Isabella's body.

Isabella finally felt this power at this time.

Now that she felt this power, Isabella felt that she might be able to control it in the future.

Of course, this is something to say later, the most important thing now is to save your own life, if you can't keep your life, there will be no future.

After the two attacks failed to kill Isabella, the projection of the god of death seemed to finally realize that there was something different about Isabella.

He tilted his head to one side, looking at Isabella.

Isabella was panting heavily.

"Hoo hoo." Twice, just dodging two attacks already made Isabella feel quite tired.

This is not as simple as simply dodging. The attack of the god of death is not only aimed at the body, but also at the soul. Even if the death energy cannot cause damage to her body, Isabella still has to resist the attack from the soul level , Her defense against the soul is very limited. Even with the help of Edith, Isabella still managed to cope with it quite reluctantly. Only two blows made Isabella feel a huge consumption.

I'm going, is this the power of God?It's too strong, it's just a projection, is God such a powerful existence?Looking at the projection of death above her head, Isabella sighed.

Although Isabella has Edith, the former god, by her side, has encountered the shadow of the demon god, and even killed a demon with her own hands, but this is the first time she has fought against a god.

This was the first time Isabella felt the power of the gods so clearly.

Edith is just a soul, and the Shadow of the Demon God was destroyed by Edith using his own body, and that demon is just a lower-level demon, which is a completely different dimension from the real Demon God.

Isabella swallowed her saliva, she deeply doubted how many tricks she could resist the opponent?

And at this time, the attack from the projection of death fell again. Although Isabella also dodged the attack in advance, she still could only watch the attack fly towards her.

Too fast, I can't avoid it.

Isabella could only raise the sword of Edith in her hand to block it at the critical moment.