Mysterious as the wind, always with me

Chapter 67 The Exercise

The Punisher sheltered by the Goddess of the Night, always acts swiftly and quietly.

Fanatic believers blessed by the Lord of Storms can hear the sound of wind and thunder with every gesture.

Conrad's huge body lingered in the gust of wind, flashing thunder that kept crackling.The inhuman speed of only two seconds for 100 meters even surpassed Vivienne and came to Mark's back.

What's funny is that just as the female stitch monster was about to turn around and kill the three of them, she suddenly stretched out her left hand, but her right foot tilted, and her ankle hit the instep of her left foot.

Such an imposing stitching monster just leaned over and gnawed at the mud.

Uh, such uncoordinated hands and feet... It's a bit like putting little boots on a husky, and walking on each of its four legs.

The 'very professional' Mark almost laughed out loud.

Immediately, the dense sutures on the opponent's body moved together strangely. This operation was as relaxing and comfortable as moving the position of a sticker on the body.

What changes is the proportion of ectoplasm of different evil spirits in the body.

If before it was a hodgepodge of different individuals, now it is obvious that there is a core.

Her torso didn't look like a zombie or a demon at all, on the contrary, it looked very much like a female knight from a family of knights.The torso is wearing a shirt that resembles a sports underwear, and the occasional white light reveals not only delicate and attractive skin, but also obvious muscle curves.

But coupled with her limbs stitched together from different muscular tissues, and her terrifying head with her eyes stitched together with cursed thread, it feels as if her torso has absorbed all the essence, blood, and soul of her head and limbs.

The stitch monster has a core, and its breath has completely changed!

The results of the change are amazing.

This Stitch Monster, which is simply a collection of evil spirits, immediately became extremely smooth, like a gust of wind swept over.

If she was a broken string puppet a second ago, she is an out-and-out killing machine this second.

The lights of the cast preparation area in the distance were clearly visible, but she behind her had already turned into a sweeping storm.

With her arrival, even the previously arrogant evil spirits were collectively silenced.

In this space, only the three prey were left running wildly.

"Huh!" Vivienne couldn't bear it anymore, and at the same time of rushing forward at high speed, she turned over deftly.The body continued to fly backwards like a backstroke, and while the body was parallel to the ground, the silver crossbow in his hand aimed at the chest of the female stitch monster.

In the real world, there is no such thing as the smaller the armor area, the higher the defense power.

A chest without any protection is definitely a good target for a one-shot kill.

"Ding!"

Under the mottled background light, the cold silver arrow turned into a ray of glamorous light, and shot at the female suture monster like lightning.

Just at this moment, a very slender spiritual thread appeared out of thin air, and the silver arrow flew away.

"You..." The attack was interrupted, and Vivienne was out of breath and stared at Mark.

Mark didn't even have the time to scold her, so he just said, "Shoot all fours!"

Anger to anger, Vivienne did.

The silver arrows, which seemed to be made of negative energy, shot repeatedly at the limbs of the female stitch monster waving at high speed.

Then a strange scene happened, and the place where it was shot naturally burst into a strong golden light.

Light and night were originally the domain of the twin goddesses.

It is not unusual at all for the holy light that symbolizes light to burst out from the arrows in the night.

The radiant golden light burned the stale, carrion flesh, but no matter how radiant the golden light was, each arrow could only hurt a square inch of land surrounded by sutures.

Once hit, the piece of flesh and blood will separate from the female stitch monster and fall on the wooden floor in the backstage. Under the purification of the holy light, the whole piece of flesh and blood will slowly melt into the carpet like a candle. Impurities such as threads slowly turn into black ash and dissipate into the air.

However, the place that was shot before was immediately filled with new flesh and blood, filling the vacancy just now.

This weird situation made Vivian's scalp tingle.

How many arrows you shoot, how much meat it replenishes.

Although the Silver Arrow is small in size, its quantity is still limited.The two pots of silver arrows are all of Vivian's wealth.

How can we fight like this?
After five consecutive arrows, Vivienne was a little discouraged.

Just at this time Mark's voice came: "Come in!"

Mark, who rushed the fastest, had already rushed into the first prep room.

The evil spirits who were watching in the outer circle started a commotion. If they aimed to intercept this newcomer, they had already failed.

Just as Vivienne rushed in, her body suddenly froze, all she could see was red, and the skin all over her body felt a terrible burning sensation.

If it weren't for this scene and this feeling with obvious hallucinations, maybe she would have to deal with it.

Take a closer look, what kind of small room is this.

The room looks small from the outside, but inside it is a pancake-shaped hall with a diameter of at least 300 meters and a height of 30 meters.The 'Carbine' and 'Conn' were standing on a stone platform in the center of the hall, waving to her.

"Don't run!" The female stitch monster behind has already killed.

Not allowing Vivienne to hesitate, she quickly rushed to the side of her two companions.

The moment she stepped into the stone platform with a diameter of ten meters, Mark activated a magic circle, and the next moment, the space behind her became a purgatory.

The fire clouds in the sky kept rolling, the ground cracked inch by inch, tongues of magma spewed out constantly, and a large amount of volcanic ash kept flying in the air.

Any ordinary mortal creature staying in this ghostly place would lose all moisture in his body after being steamed within a short while.

And a group of demons of different shapes stopped in front of the chasing stitch monster.

"This is..." Vivian felt that her world view had been refreshed by Mark again.

Mark teased: "No way! No way! You don't really think that the stage where the opera is presented to the gods is just a small wooden platform?"

Starting from the private room, after discovering that the opera house space does not obey the laws of physics, and is a playground for the gods, Mark had various expectations.

Now it's just confirming the conjecture.

Of course Vivienne realized that she was not knowledgeable enough to judge the situation.

This is determined by her background, cultivation, and knowledge.

But every time this nasty "Mr. Carbine" foresees everything and makes just the right arrangements, it seems that she is very stupid.

This feeling of being slighted is very uncomfortable.

Instead of refuting the bad ruffian face to face, Vivienne ignored the invisible little devil's tail that might be writhing happily on the other's ass, and she controlled herself not to let the grievance in her heart surface on her face.

"Damn bastard! If I could receive an education like yours, I would never lose to you!" Vivienne secretly clenched her fists while cursing inwardly.

There was no time for her to think wildly.

"Miss Carlos, do you have any miscellaneous soldier cards? Any B-level or C-level ones are fine. Put them on the table." Mark ordered her politely.

She noticed that Conrad was placing cards one by one on a platform that was half a person high.

With the 'pirate deck' being put on, a group of pirates armed with scimitars, short guns, and even cannons appeared diagonally behind the demon group.

These pirates are by no means ordinary people. You can clearly see the biological structure of marine life on their faces, such as gills next to the chin, ears that look like fins, and hands that are turned into claws.

Unlike in life, they have expressionless faces and empty eyes, purely accepting instructions from the console, and attacking the target with the instinct left in their bodies.

Before the demon army attacked, the pirates opened fire.

If you imagine the attacks of these guys at the level of ordinary pirates, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

It seems to be fired from the barrel of a six-pound gun. It is not an iron ball shell, but a special kind of sea urchin.When dozens of sea urchins that were black and full of thorns shot at the head of the female stitch monster, even this evil spirit aggregate felt a premonition of imminent disaster spread in her heart.

retreat!Must go back!

Her instinct drove her to do this, but she was still a step too slow, and saw a large black spike grid falling from the sky, covering an area the size of a standard football field in an instant.

If it were a mortal army, it would probably be wiped out on the spot by this blow.

The sea's unique poisonous needles, as soon as they get on the skin, it will turn black immediately.The weird corrosive properties even have a good impact on spirit bodies.

The method adopted by the female sewing monster is... to carry it hard!
She kept waving her arms to block the poisonous needles shot at her chest.

She completely ignored the damage to her arm. After a while, the rotten flesh stained with deep-sea venom fell off from the stitched state, and the new evil spiritual tissue took the place of the previous rotten flesh.

At this time, the card that Vivian put down entered the arena.

Lights and shadows flashed one by one, and a large group of guys mainly cultists appeared on the other side. They cast long-range magic, and all kinds of negative energy light balls bombarded the female stitch monster densely.

"Crackling!" Countless black flesh and blood fell from her body like chaff.

(End of this chapter)