From Prisoner to Si Chen

On the dirty streets, the stone pavement was covered with a thick layer of dark brown feces and sewage. It was hard to tell whether it was human or livestock excrement. When you stepped on it, you could clearly feel an uncomfortable slippery feeling.

The surroundings were filled with a pungent stench that stung the eyes.

Jilan walked straight ahead without changing his expression.

Soon, he met a patrol guard wrapped in a face scarf at the intersection ahead.

But this time, Jilan didn't intend to pay attention to these guys. He walked slowly into an alley next to him and waited for the guards to leave.

At the same time, taking advantage of this time, he closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank.

Jilan entered his own kingdom of mind.

He came to the cross sword bonfire at the top of the heart tower and threw the film he had just received into it.

Bear!

The real film belonging to Afu was soon licked, burned and devoured by the flames.

A mysterious and powerful invisible force followed and acted on the "mad king" on the thumb throne.

Ilos stood up from the throne.

The translucent cloak behind him actually caught fire, and then the fire grew bigger and bigger.

The illusory cloak was reborn in the flames and became real again. But this time it became very wide and long, even dragging on the ground.

Its whole body was scarlet, as if it was bathed in blood.

Looking closely, you can also find that this cloak is made up of blood-colored feathers. It is called a cloak, but it is more like a luxurious and mysterious blood-feather cloak.

It can wrap the "Mad King" in it.

Jilan can clearly feel that this new cloak can move according to his will, like an extra limb, very flexible and changeable.

And the scarlet cloak, like a train hammer, contains the power of the law!

'His Majesty Afu said that this strand of law can make up for my shortcomings, so that's it...'

Jilan has some understanding.

The power of the new cloak is composed of three aspects.

First, it can curl up and stretch at will, and has extremely strong mysterious resistance and defense capabilities. Combined with Jilan's secret skill of unloading "reflow", it can be said to be even more powerful.

Second, it can be hardened for a short time, and the edge of the cloak will become extremely sharp, like a blade. In close combat, it can have an unexpected effect.

Third, it can split into independent blood feathers and throw them out, as one of Jilan's few long-range offensive means.

It can attack and defend, far and near.

The new cloak has a very comprehensive blessing for the "Mad King", and it is another great improvement to its comprehensive strength!

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Jilan opened his eyes in the dirty alley with a smile on his face.

The strengthening of the "Mad King" made him feel good.

At this time, the patrol guards had left, and Jilan walked out of the alley again and went straight through the intersection.

After going deeper, he finally came to the center of the town and stopped in front of a small Dawn Church.

According to the original plot, the area near the church is where the "windmill cat" appears.

But this time, Gillan failed to find the other party.

He knew that the "windmill cat" was very special and was not completely controlled by the plot, and the uncertainty was great.

So this situation was also within his expectations.

Gillan searched around the church for a while without results, so he expanded the search area. He walked through the quiet and deserted streets, and his spiritual vision was fully launched.

Almost half an hour later.

Gillan searched almost half of the town.

Just as he was wondering if the "windmill cat" was hiding deliberately, Gillan finally found the other party's trace in a residential area in the south of the city.

I saw a golden cat-headed man in a black robe standing alone at the door of a family, with his hands clasped together, bowing his head and praying towards the cross painted on the wooden door.

As Gillan approached, the windmill cat chuckled twice:

"Ah, look who is here?"

It raised its head, grinning from the corners of its mouth to its ears, revealing a mouthful of hideous and wriggling fangs.

"Oh, my delicious friend, we meet again... You deliberately came here this time, I guess you didn't come here to chat with me."

"What do you think, Pal?"

Gilan said lightly.

"Tsk tsk." The windmill cat put his hands behind his back and paced left and right, while looking up and down at the purple-eyed young man. "It seems that the last victory has blinded your eyes with arrogance, and you dare to take the initiative to come to me..."

"If I can kill you once, there will be a second time."

Gilan swung his cane, and the blood mist filled the air, turning it into a knight's sword.

"I want this film of yours."

"Oh ho ho!" The windmill cat laughed out loud. "My delicious friend, you are so funny!"

As it laughed, it showed a fierce look. Obviously, the last death made it hate Gilan very much.

"In that case, I will play with you seriously this time-"

The windmill cat said.

It raised a fat paw and flicked its finger.

Whoosh!

A ball of lava as big as a human head, burning with blazing flames, flew towards Jilan at a rapid speed.

Jilan remained calm and dodged to the left, leaving a blurry afterimage.

The lava ball passed through the air and hit the street behind him, making a loud bang.

It was like several grenades detonated at the same time, exploding into a huge fireball, with high-temperature aftermath and flying sparks scattered everywhere.

The windmill cat missed the first shot, but was not in a hurry, and raised its paw to flick again.

"Hey hehe..." It smiled strangely. "Smell that? My delicious friend, this is the smell of hell."

Swish swish swish! !

The slag fireballs were like machine guns, striking at Gilan's location.

Jilan had a cold face, dodged left and right, and rushed towards the Windmill Cat through the rain of fireballs.

He holds a knight's sword and splits the fireballs that are impossible to dodge. The silver sword light flashed and made a clanging sound.

Pieces of molten slag were cut open and exploded into two fireballs, passing by Gilan's side.

After a few breaths, Gilan was already in front of Windmill Cat. Without saying a word, he struck down his head with a move of Universal Sword Skill.

The brilliant silver light is like a horse.

Clang! !

But Windmill Cat narrowed his eyes, raised his paw, and took Jilan's sword forcefully, making a sharp and crisp sound.

Sparks flew everywhere, lighting up their faces.

Jilan glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed that the Windmill Cat's claws had turned into a glossy texture like obsidian at some point. It was quite hard, but he could ignore the sharpness of his own sword.

"die!"

Ji Lan shouted coldly.

He held the sword in both hands and struck out six or seven swords in the blink of an eye.

The exquisite sword skills are superb in his hands and have great killing beauty.

The silver light flashed across, forming a six-pointed star, covering the entire Windmill Cat.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang! !

The golden cat-headed man was unhurried. An obsidian-like claw passed left and right, catching each sword accurately.

"Whip it," it laughed.

As he spoke, a wriggling mass of golden magma suddenly appeared in his other hand, and suddenly stretched out, turning into a slender high-temperature fire whip.

Phew—pop!

The fire whip is like a snake, twisting and moving.

Ji Lan quickly switched from offense to defense, and his sword moves changed.

The sword light that was originally slashed turned into silver points, surrounding the body and forming an arc-shaped halo.

There was a bang.

Jilan was severely beaten by the fire whip and flew backwards.

His sword moves were defeated by Windmill Cat's whip!

Thump thump thump.

Gilan took a few steps back after landing. The pain he felt during the fight with Af became more serious at this moment.

He raised his head expressionlessly and wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The Windmill Cat swung the fire whip and said with a smile:

"Ah, my delicious friend, what's wrong with you? You dare to come to me even though you're injured, do you look down on the invincible windmill cat?"

Gilan didn't speak, just took a deep breath.

If he could, of course he would recharge his batteries and look for Windmill Cat again, but the problem is that this is the last chance to review the movie.

If you can't get all the negatives at once, you'll miss it if you miss it.

He stepped on it and approached the Windmill Cat again.

But it's obvious that Windmill Cat doesn't like close combat.

I saw the cat-headed man swinging his fire whip, across a distance of more than ten meters, and whipped towards Jilan, trying to stop him.

Phew!

Crack!

Mars and high-temperature magma splashed everywhere, and heat waves hit our faces.

Gillan kept dodging, waving the knight sword in his hand to deflect the fire whip.

Windmill Cat took the opportunity to raise its other hand and wave toward the sky.

"Come! My little cuties!"

As soon as it finished speaking, a huge complex magic circle appeared in the mid-air above its head, with a dazzling golden-red luster all over its body, like a soldering iron.

Boom!

Billowing black smoke filled with pungent sulfur gas came out, covering the entire street.

Immediately afterwards, irregular lava balls as big as a carriage and as small as a millstone were summoned from the magic circle, falling like meteorite rain.

The dull whistling sound suddenly appeared, which was breathtaking.

Ji Lan's heart trembled.

Compared with the playful game mentality last time, Windmill Cat is obviously serious this time, and the hell spells used are more difficult and powerful than the last.

Boom! !

A lava ball that was taller than a man crashed down. Jilan narrowly avoided it, but it spattered countless magma sparks.

A huge dent was made on the stone pavement, raising dust and gravel several meters high.

The high temperature shock wave swept through, and Jilan felt that his hair was on fire and his skin was burning and stinging.

This is not over yet.

As soon as he jumped away and regained his balance, two smaller lava balls blocked the dodge space, one on the left and one on the right.

A dazzling golden whip of fire snaked towards me like a long snake hunting for prey.

call out--

"Refining!" Jilan's face was cold, and he actually raised his left hand of flesh and blood to touch the huge molten slag above his head.

Crackling!

Alchemy was activated, and the moment the slag ball comparable to Jilan's size touched his palm, it was covered in dense silver arcs.

In the blink of an eye, it decomposed and reconstructed into a huge ice sculpture.

The fire whip struck and there was a loud bang.

The ice sculpture shattered, exploded, and turned into cool ice crystal fragments, extinguishing the hell-like sea of ​​​​fire around it.

White mist as melting ice evaporates obscures the view.

Ji Lan pressed his hand on the ground again.

"Refining!"

Almost the moment he activated alchemy again, the fire whip controlled by the Windmill Cat struck again.

But this is the moment Jilan has been waiting for.

Wow——

The ground was decomposed and reconstructed, turning into a huge ice sculpture palm, grabbing the fire whip!

"Got you!" Gillan grinned.