Chapter 213 The Warm Earth
"Woman, are you crazy!"
She was suppressed by Audlett's stormy attack.
Malcolm's tone also became urgent.
While yelling loudly, he began to retreat back.
He planned to continue activating his spells with relatively covert movements.
After using the extreme technique just now, the internal condition of his body is not very good now. It is completely impossible to compete directly with Audlett in physical strength like in a train carriage.
Malcolm has two options for victory.
Either wait until Ronald and Audlett are unable to move due to their injuries, and deal with them by yourself to end today's battle;
or you can find an opportunity to try to activate your own props and continue to cast spells to completely crush the two people in front of you. die.
However,
this choice seems difficult to come by.
In front of Marco, Audlett, who kept attacking, was like a Valkyrie on the battlefield.
She devoted herself wholeheartedly to wielding the weapon, and her attacks were connected one after another. All the movements were perfectly and smoothly connected together, as exquisite as a dancer performing a dance performance.
Having grasped the possibility of winning, Audlett had no intention of showing mercy.
In other words, she only has one thought in her mind right now.
——Suppress the enemy in front of you.
——Until the protective spell on the opponent completely fails.
Faced with the rapid and continuous wanted orders, Malcolm could only keep retreating to ensure his body's balance.
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"Damn it!"
After several more passive defenses, Malcolm suddenly yelled.
Doubts and luck were intertwined in his heart. There was the expectation that the nun in front of him had seen through his fighting style, but there was also a fluke that the other party was just making a last-ditch effort before death.
Trying his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.
After once again relying on protection to block Audlett's attack.
Malcolm also realized that he could not continue like this. Compared with the ease at the beginning, the white light on his body now began to approach half of its previous brightness.
He couldn't delay it any longer...
Realizing this, he shouted to the nun in front of him:
"Sister, listen to me!"
"You were attacked by my spell just now. If you don't get treatment in time, you will die. I ..."
Qiang -
Malcolm was only halfway through speaking when the blue arc of light hit his head again, swallowing up all the words he had prepared.
Audlett continued to attack frantically regardless.
Although the nun's face was pitifully pale, the plain smile still hung on her face as before, and she stared at the enemy in front of her calmly.
Just then, Malcolm jumped back.
Because right under his feet, two unknown things 'touched' him just now!
Hidden in the black mist, Ronald is also controlling two ghosts to attack him. After all, he was not a professional fighter, and he knew enough not to disturb Audlett's attack at this time.
Finally, Malcolm's feelings reached their most delicate state.
In addition to the bloody empty eye sockets, this guy couldn't help but have a panicked expression on his face.
Surrounding his body was a thick black fog that was constantly billowing. He couldn't see the sky above his head, and he couldn't tell the direction around him. Only the warm earth under his feet told Malcolm that he was still standing in the same place before.
Is there really no way out...
The spell caster couldn't help but thought.
In his sight, he could only see the church nun wearing a black robe in front of him.
However, this thing that can only be seen is constantly pushing himself towards the abyss called death.
The iron rod with a blue arc in the nun's hand could make his heart tremble with every blow.
All the spells he masters are based on the magic props he made.
Now
snap—
suddenly, Malcolm stepped on a stone as he kept backing up.
Although his body balance was almost destroyed, the emotion in his heart now is endless ecstasy!
My previous technique had indeed plowed the entire ground clean.
But after moving away from the burning center, the surrounding ground finally exposed hard stones that could be used. This accidental discovery instantly brought him the possibility of victory.
He used the white light that had almost completely disappeared to withstand Audlett's slashing blow. While he was half kneeling on the ground with a look of pain on his face, the man put his right hand on the cuff of his left hand and forcibly pointed his palm at the nun in front of him.
"Go to hell!"
Swish -
the next second, the surrounding stones on the ground obeyed the control of the spell and shot up from the ground, directly hitting the nun in front of Malcolm.
His attack was successful.
Audlett's body was already in a very weak state, and now she was devoting all her strength to the uninterrupted attack. Under this situation, she had lost the possibility of resisting this crisis.
In just an instant, Audlett was directly hit by at least four rocks at the same time. The stone under the control of the spell is as destructive in power as if it were thrown by a sling.
Suffering such a severe blow suddenly, the last strength in the nun's body immediately disappeared.
But even so.
Even as the smile on her face began to disappear, she still aimed at the man in front of her and used her last strength to throw the iron rod in her hand.
However, facing this exhausted throw, Malcolm easily dodged it by turning sideways.
"Huh..."
Subconsciously, the man breathed heavily.
Then he was about to stand up, and then reached out to lift his glasses.
Poof -
suddenly, the sound of a sharp instrument piercing the body sounded in the chest.
Malcolm's hand just stopped on his chest.
He lowered his head and looked, and with his only widened eye he saw the blue arc of light passing through his chest.
——It is an iron rod blessed by Audlett's spell.
Ronald, who has been hiding in the dark mist and waiting for opportunities, is also waiting for the opportunity that suits him.
At this moment, it was time for him to take action.
Taking the spear thrown by Audlett, Ronald used all his strength to stab the enemy.
Then, a situation completely different from before appeared.
With a very slight 'squeak' sound, the weak white light on Malcolm finally completely disappeared under this blow.
After experiencing Audlett's frequent attacks before, coupled with Ronald's ghost-controlled attack, and now the final last hit, this guy's physical protection was finally completely broken.
The next second, the billowing black mist surged mercilessly towards the man.
It directly enveloped his entire body.
Malcolm didn't even have time to raise his hand before his whole body was completely destroyed by the power of 'rape' that fully demonstrated his ability.
In the night, the black fog gradually dissipated.
Dragging his body, which was also in terrible condition, Ronald staggered to Audlett's side.
Although the nun was seriously injured, she still maintained her consciousness.
Lying down and looking at the man in front of her, she raised her palm with great effort and patted the ground beside her, inviting him to lie down with her:
"Well done, Mr. Ronald."
"Come and sit here for a while, the ground is quite warm. "Yes."
Ronald also smiled, and then sat down next to the nun:
"Compared with this, I am more concerned about what the two of us should do next."
Audlett immediately replied:
"Wait with peace of mind. Just fine, my fellow believers will come over."
"Among them are professional practitioners responsible for medical treatment." "
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After hearing this answer, Ronald thought for a few seconds, and then suddenly joked She asked in a tone of voice:
"Audlett, what if we have already passed away when your parishioner comes over?"
"What should we do?"
Faced with Ronald's joking at this time, the nun kept the smile on her face and said the same He replied calmly:
"In that case."
"The original scripture on the corpse over there will lose its original owner."
(End of Chapter)