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Chapter 66 The Power of Asylum

Lance was also taken aback, he didn't expect this to happen at all, but he still had some strange reactions when the collection attacked him.

If the wolf's roar just now was like a spring breeze, then the attack of the collection was a mosquito bite.

That's right, the attack of the collection directly penetrating the defense seems exaggerated, but in fact, Lance himself felt like he was hit by some bug, and he almost didn't feel it.

But he soon understood what was going on.

How can those collections have a physical texture with just a layer of faint blue light?So whether it is the roar of the wolf or the attack of the collection, it is a spiritual attack at the soul level.

But the characteristic of [Asylum] makes it impossible for one's soul to be mentally harmed, which means that in the eyes of ordinary people, the strange and terrifying power cannot hurt it in the slightest.

If the collector body and the collection can only attack mentally...then the situation is not right~
Lance struck the collector's head with a sword and knocked it flying, then slowly raised his head to look at the collector, the meaning of that look is self-evident...

Collector raised his hand and pointed, the phosphorous fire on his head erupted, two thick beams of light burst out from his eyes, and a strange force pointed directly at Lance.

【Life Stealing】

That is the classic move used by collectors in the game to attack the back row, and it can restore their own life while causing damage.

Facing this thing, Lance didn't dodge or dodge, and actually resisted directly.

He needed to test his guess, and obviously he was right, the attack that could easily take a life hadn't done anything to him.

The collector has no face, but it can also feel its doubts.

Maybe it couldn't figure out why this person didn't respond at all, and the collector was a little confused like a card bug for a while.

After dragging here for so long, Leonard and the others also rushed over, immediately stood in front of him to protect him, and asked with concern at the same time.

"My lord, are you all right?"

"Pay attention to those blue lights, don't be touched, it's an attack at the soul level, ordinary means can't block the defense, if you can avoid it, you must dodge it. If you are hit, don't panic, as long as you are determined, you will not be shaken."

Lance first told them about the characteristics of collectors, lest they suffer from unfamiliarity.

The abnormality shown by Lance made the collectors feel the danger. There was a strange agitation under the yellow robe, and then two collections flew out again, directly stopping in front of them.

At the same time, the collection with a gap in its head that had been chopped off just now approached again, and the extinguished blue light on its body emerged again, floating towards the team.

"Don't get entangled with those summoned monsters to fight the monster itself, they will be handed over to me." Lance shouted, telling the key to deal with the collector.

It doesn't make any sense to entangle with the collection, as long as you kill the main body, everything will end.

Not to mention that the attacks of these summoned objects are not something they can bear.

Lance broke out from the back row of the team, broke away from their protection, and met the collection.

I don't know whether these collections have self-consciousness or are controlled by collectors. Anyway, it doesn't believe in evil and attacks again. It's just that Lance doesn't bother to care about the fluorescent weapons it wields, and directly reaches out to penetrate the blue light and pinch the spine of the collections.

This time the collection struggled frantically as if being caught at the gate of life, but unfortunately the blue light attack did not have any effect, only the wriggling tentacles clinging to Lance's hand gave him a disgusting feeling.

Lifting the sword directly from the lower jaw upwards into the head and stirring vigorously, the blue light disintegrated instantly, and at the same time the tentacles clinging to Lance's hand began to twitch violently and swing wildly, before relaxing and drooping down.

After offering sacrifices casually, Lance set his sights on the other two collections, and rushed directly to them.

Leonard and the others are also implementing tactics to quickly approach the collector, but Lance just killed one, and immediately drilled another collection from under its yellow robe to block the team in front of it.

I saw the suspended collection flying towards the team.

Several people were familiar with Lance's warning, and they must not let the monster approach.

Barristan interrupted DeSma just as he was about to raise his hand to fire his gun.

"Execute your lord's tactics, don't waste bullets on the summoned creature, let it go to me."

Saying that, Barristan stepped forward with his shield on, his one eye showed a calm light, and when the collection flew over, he was sent flying with a shield strike.

The blue light on the collection went out, and the whole thing was suspended in the air like a machine crash.

"Die, monster!"

Leonard let out a roar, swung the long sword in his hand, and slashed directly on the head of the collection. This blow directly cut off the head, and the power displayed was much stronger than Lance's poking.

But before they were happy, three collections appeared under the collector's yellow robe, and this scene immediately made them feel great pressure.

Endless monsters... No hope of victory in sight... What kind of monster am I facing?

"Why are you still standing there! Leonard followed me up, Desma shot to cover, and Barristan protected him from behind."

Lance has already dealt with the two previous collections and rushed up.

Others want to hide from the collection for fear of being hurt to the soul, but Lance is as brave and fearless as the **** God of War. He rushed up and raised his hand, grabbed one collection as a hammer and threw it at the other.

His voice awakened everyone at once, and seeing the lord's indomitable fighting posture, they could only feel a steady stream of strength starting to emerge from their bodies.

"The Holy Light won't back down!" Leonard raised his sword and charged towards the Collector with great strides, without any wobble in his steps.

"Don't be afraid, I am your barrier." Barristan smiled and held up the hammer. He hadn't felt this kind of blood pumping for a long time, and his heart seemed to be roaring.

Facing the last collection that hit, he waved the mace in front of Disma, and directly knocked him out.

"I've aimed, and I can't miss a shot."

Disma stood sideways with his gun raised, his eyes locked on Collector, completely ignoring the enemies around him, just because he trusted his companions, which was absolutely impossible for him before.

He has changed a lot since coming here, but the only thing that hasn't changed is his deadly precision to the enemy.

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the Collector's head directly, but that was it, the bullet shattered directly on the impact of the skull, causing no obvious damage except for its head being tilted to one side.

"Damn it, I didn't hit it in the eye!"

However, his strike also bought a chance for Leonard. A warrior of all ages obviously would not give up on this flaw. His footsteps suddenly accelerated to cross the final distance, and he thrust the long sword under the yellow robe with both hands.

The number of people that Leonard has cut down is countless, so it is clear what it feels like to get it, but now the weird feel makes his hair stand on his head, as if it is not a body inside, but...

(End of this chapter)