Light Spirit Epic

In the early morning of the next day, Albert once again appeared in the Abyss Arena.

"Hey, you recovered quite quickly." The tuner Su Fang hummed and said, "Come and challenge me if I don't have a good rest, don't my muscles hurt?"

"I have very advanced medical equipment here. My muscle pain can be repaired in a few hours." Albert also grinned and said, "Your little tricks are useless to me, that-um, Who are you?"

"Tuner Su Fang.s. Storatos." The ancient warrior replied irritably: "It's rude. Anyway, remember your opponent's name."

"I can't remember it. My memory will be erased as soon as I get out of the arena." Albert spit out angrily.

"Oh, that's right." Su Fang apologized: "Forget about it."

"The arrogant ancients would actually apologize." Albert took out the earplugs and the cloth for the blindfold, and spit out while preparing to go to war.

"If you are wrong, just admit your mistake. Isn't it a virtue? It doesn't matter which race it is." Su Fang also spread her wings: "Not much to say. Let's go to war."

When Albert covered his eyes with a cloth strip and just put the earplugs into his tiger ears, the other party flapped the butterfly wings and drifted away for an instant.

"That's it, shield my vision and hearing to isolate my illusion." Su Fang said to herself: "But you covered your eyes, how can you fight?"

Of course Albert did not answer. At this time, he had already plugged his ears, and he could not hear anything except his own heart sounds. Those earplugs are specially made of Luna Silicone. After plugging them in, external sounds will be completely absorbed by the soft Luna Silicone.

The tuner saw that it was useless to talk to Albert and began to dance. The same aurora ribbon began to spread around, the brilliance mysterious and charming.

The white tiger of the Holy Spirit began to appear. It turned into a helmet-like equipment attached to Albert's head. The position of the helmet's eyes began to glow, and the tiger stripes on Albert's body also glowed ice blue.

[Extraordinary Holy] mode is activated. The vision of the White Tiger of the Holy Spirit is effectively transforming into Albert's vision, and he can clearly see everything around him.

The Holy Spirit is a **** after all, and cannot be deceived by illusion. The phantoms of thousands of enemies that originally appeared around were just semi-transparent phantoms in the eyes of Albert (White Tiger of the Holy Spirit), none of them were entities, and there was no need to bother them.

The real tuner Su Fang was hidden, hidden in the surrounding aurora ribbon, wandering back and forth in the originally dazzling space.

The Holy Spirit White Tiger saw all this very clearly, no matter how strong the ancient people's ability to hide, they could not escape the eyes of the gods.

Albert raised the blade of the storm gun and aimed at Su Fang in the air. He waited for Su Fang to dance to his ideal position before firing suddenly. The large-caliber steel ball shot with flame pine resin was thrown out, and it hit the ancient warrior's body at once, and brought the burning effect to Su Fang's body, causing the butterfly-like wings to burn.

However, Su Fang's body is actually made of some special metal, something ancient people called "combat exterior". The fire hardly affected her, and she continued to dance casually in the air.

"Is it lucky to hit me who was hiding?" Su Fang snorted, and began to notice the weirdness of the helmet on Albert's head. "Or, did you use any strange equipment?"

She didn't know that the helmet was actually "equipment" made by the white tiger of the Holy Spirit. The ancients had limited knowledge of Albert's abilities, especially when their memories of watching duels before, had been erased by the abyss. Probably no one would have thought that the Holy Spirit White Tiger could still have this kind of use.

Albert continued to fire again, this time shooting randomly in the air, and did not deliberately aim at Su Fang. Although some of the steel ball shots were able to hit Su Fang, the tuner flying around, they couldn't cause any decent damage. Su Fang was even more sure that Albert's hit just now was completely hit by luck, and he became even more unscrupulous.

Nevertheless, the illusion she created had no effect on Albert. The scary illusion of thousands of troops is meaningless if not seen.

But this is also within the forecast range of the tuner Fantine. Without any weapons on her body, she does not only rely on illusions to confuse her opponents.

When she releases the illusion, there will also be hypnotism techniques being generated. Hypnotism is not considered an efficient technique in actual combat, although it takes at least an hour from the start to the actual effect. However, once it is activated, it can cause the opponent's muscles to begin to spasm, falling into a state where the body is rigid and cannot resist.

Yesterday Albert had actually been subjected to this hypnotism-after he had been fighting meaninglessly with a large number of phantoms for an hour. In the end Albert found himself helpless with Su Fang, and could only escape from the arena with a stiff and twitching muscle. All this happened before, but Albert forgot after losing.

If nothing happens, Albert today will still be entangled in hypnotism an hour later, his muscles cramping and unable to move. It was only a matter of time, because the blindfolded Albert had been helpless with Su Fang.

However, is this really the case?

At the moment when the tuner Su Fang stopped slightly, Albert suddenly aimed at Su Fang's location and fired continuously. The large-caliber steel ball shot into hundreds of fireballs hit the metal body of the ancient warrior, igniting the already burning butterfly wings even more intensely.

"Um..." Su Fang flicked his wings, trying to extinguish the flame. Even if the flames could not cause any actual damage to her metal wings, it would be very against Su Fang's aesthetics that they kept burning. If she no longer fluttered her wings gracefully in the air, but struggled like a moth on fire, the battle would become ugly.

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As soon as Su Fang stopped for a while, Albert suddenly spread his wings and flew up, and attacked straight towards Su Fang's location. The Moon God Steel Scimitar was suddenly drawn out in his hand.

Tuner Su Fang was careless for a while, and before she had time to dodge, her butterfly wings were cut off by Albert's weapon.

Although she immediately fluttered her wings to stay away from the danger after this, Albert still succeeded. Su Fang's flying trajectory was not as dexterous and elegant as before, and part of her lost wings obviously affected her flight.

"From the photons around me trying to invade me, the time given to me is very short." Albert said to himself after landing, as if he was analyzing it to Su Fang, but he didn't care if Su Fang heard it. Or answer him.

"According to my guess, it's about an hour?" He continued: "It's terrible. I can actually see the magic power released by others gather on me so clearly."

Tuner Su Fang snorted. She discovered that Albert had noticed the existence of hypnotism.

That's right, the so-called hypnotism is just a spell that "releases magic power to the opponent's body". Photon (magic power) is originally a kind of information entropy. The more you instill in a target, the more you can give that target a clear message.

Su Fang's hypnotism is a kind of hypnosis that can directly affect the muscles of the opponent. In short, it is to let the photons that are continuously sent out directly give the other's body muscles a command "you will start to spasm next."

Of course, the opponent's body is protected by the [Absolute Realm], and it is impossible to accept this order so simply. In order for this kind of command to be executed, hypnotism must continuously release this kind of command, relying on the accumulation of time to make the command effective, and finally break the opponent's [Absolute Domain].

It stands to reason that the more powerful hypnotism is, the more it can completely penetrate the opponent's [Absolute Domain], allowing the opponent to obey the operator; but the more powerful hypnotism, the more time it takes to achieve . In the Abyss Arena, in order to allow Albert to be hypnotized within an hour, this [muscle cramp] hypnotism was Su Fang's compromise choice.

Twenty minutes have passed since the battle began. Persevering for another forty minutes is Su Fang's victory.

But Albert was also aware of this, knowing that time is the key to this game.

His clone suddenly appeared behind Su Fang, in fact, it has been lurking in the dazzling aurora since just now. Su Fang thought that Albert could not see everything on the battlefield, but Albert could see more clearly than anyone else, and naturally his clone could see clearly in the same way.

Albert took advantage of the moment the body used words to confuse the opponent, the sword of the clone has been cut down!

"Wh -" The tuner Su Fang's reaction was unusually fast, turning his body to avoid the attack at the moment he was about to be hit. But the Moon God Steel Scimitar still split one of Su Fang's wings!

The ancient warriors with only a few wings were unable to maintain their flight and fell to the ground.

Albert's deity and clone chased at the same time, trying to kill the Tuner directly.

Su Fang reacted swiftly, and when he landed, he tore off the other wing behind his back, waved it like a weapon, and made a big circular attack.

The metal wings flapped on Albert's avatar, knocking the avatar into the air. Albert's deity also almost got the blow, but he raised the blade of the storm gun in time to block, barely blocking the attack, but was still knocked into the air.

Albert's clone was lifted, and he used his face to bear the flap of the wings, which was quite painful. The pain and injury returned to the tiger youth's face the moment the clone was lifted. He vomited blood and rubbed his red and swollen left cheek. The power of the fan is not great, but there is something wrong with it.

"I actually tore off the wings by myself--"

"You can see it as expected." Tuner Su Fang snorted: "Is the illusion technique completely meaningless anymore. But--"

She suddenly sneered.

"The contact with me is fatal."

Albert had planned to rush to attack an unarmed opponent with a weapon, but he began to feel unwell.

More correctly, he felt his body begin to lose strength. The muscles on his body began to relax uncontrollably, as if the muscles on his body were no longer muscles, they became a pool of mud!

"Oops...! It's a poison cat...!" Albert knelt on the ground, panting heavily. Now he has difficulty even standing up.

"No, it's not poison." Su Fangming knew that Albert could not hear her, so he stubbornly said: "It's just that a stronger hypnotism is given to the wings, and it will take effect when it touches the enemy. The muscles relax."

Albert trembled and tried to stand up, only to find that he had fallen to the ground uncontrollably and could only move his finger slightly. This trick, which didn't know whether it was poison or hypnotism, put him in a great dilemma.

"Although this trick can only last ten minutes," the tuner took a few steps back: "But within these ten minutes, it will be enough for you to suffer a lot."