God Killer: Star Weaver

In the room, "Ling Chen"'s figure fluctuated violently, and his perceptual eyes could see the scene in the room in the darkness.

Even though he didn't have much sense of smell, there was a disgusting rancid smell in the air, mixed with rust and blood, which was extremely suffocating and made the body feel a little nauseous.

There was a tall humanoid creature inside. His hands were bound by several huge iron chains, and he was hung against the corner, with his head hanging down weakly. The body is also covered in bruises, and you can even see the flesh, blood and bones under the tattered skin. The simple cloth is even more tattered, and the blood-stained traces on the chains have long dried up.

"Yes, it's an elf!"

Looking at the unresponsive humanoid creature, "Ling Chen" calmed down and looked at her slowly. He saw that her facial features and body proportions were more three-dimensional and deeper than human beings, and she had the same pointed ears as Qing He. , it can be confirmed that it is indeed the elves!

There were three female elves on the ground next to them, but they were already unconscious. They were discarded on the ground, their postures twisted, as if they had experienced countless days and nights of struggle, but their hope was still dashed.

Although they were unconscious, their eyes were still open, as if their eyelids had been stripped away. Their dull eyes were staring at the sky above the stone room, their mouths were slightly open, and the delicate and white skin unique to the elves had also become extremely... Rough, like thousand-year-old tree bark…

The entire basement was filled with a haze of death. The four elves were like lonely souls abandoned at the end of the world, swallowed by darkness and despair.

Even death is just a wish!

"Asshole!"

"Ling Chen" looked at this extremely miserable scene, shook his head and cursed angrily, and then immediately appeared in front of the hanging elf.

"Perception: Palm Blade!"

boom!

"Ling Chen" stretched out his illusory palm and struck out with a few fierce knives. All the chains that bound the elf were cut off by it. Immediately, the elf's figure fell weakly to the ground, but he was firmly caught by him. .

"Still alive..."

Gently placing her back on the ground, "Ling Chen" looked at the unresponsive elf lying on the ground and sighed deeply.

The feeling of weakness coming from his body made him know that he could not hold on for too long. Although these elves seemed to still have a breath, how to bring them back to the ground was an extremely serious problem, and looking at them like this, if he had to retreat first , I don’t know when I will be able to come back here again. I’m afraid I will only see a few corpses by then.

"It's not going to be easy this time..."

In the outside world, Ling Chen gasped for air, trying desperately to calm down the surging blood in his body. His eyes were almost blind. If he continued like this, he might die suddenly before his senses could rescue the elves. .

"Are you okay? What's wrong?"

The master of the Tufang Pavilion behind him became more and more suspicious when he saw that Ling Chen didn't reply, and then asked loudly again.

"It's okay, it's okay. I was injured in the battle last night."

This time Ling Chen could hear a little bit, and seemed to know the pavilion master's suspicion. He waved his hand back and did not look back.

"oh?"

Hearing this, the Pavilion Master was stunned, and then he understood something. He knew how complicated the situation in the tavern exhibition match last night was. After all, he lost two disciples in one night. He nodded and urged:

"Then leave quickly!"

Ling Chen nodded. Dragging his body of unknown weight, he slowly moved forward.

…

underground space.

"Ling Chen" squatted down and shook the four elves quickly, trying to wake them up. Unfortunately, even though some of the elves had opened their eyes, they were still looking at the sky without any reaction.

"what to do?"

"Ling Chen" rubbed his hands. If his true form had been present, he would have been covered in cold sweat.

"Let's see if there are any other exits here first... I don't believe that the orc has to put in so much effort every time he comes down."

"Ling Chen" stood up and glanced around, his expression getting increasingly ugly. Although his eyes are eyes of perception, it is pitch black here, and the control power of the main body is getting weaker and weaker, making all the scenes increasingly blurry...

"I don't have much energy left, so I can only take a gamble!"

"Ling Chen" sighed, then closed his eyes...

The illusory and erratic figure suddenly stabilized.

Gradually stabilizing the churning energy, "Ling Chen" began to form handprints. As the handprints flew, the surrounding air began to flow slowly, and finally the speed became faster and faster, flying with the gravel scattered on the ground. .

"Ling Chen" is a sentient body and cannot use any star-weaving power. It also has no meridians and cannot use moves. Therefore, everything it needs can only be obtained through the release of sentient power.

Perception controlled the airflow to become faster and faster, and the speed of the stone increased, and finally it was rubbed against the rock wall like crazy!

Sizzle!

Countless gravels quickly rubbed back and forth on the rock wall, making a series of sounds like electricity.

Just when the speed reached the limit, as the friction sound became louder and louder, a trace of fire began to appear!

boom!

The fire flickered more and more frequently, and finally, when "Ling Chen"'s figure became more illusory, an extremely weak flame was generated.

The flame took shape, and almost instantly, the perception enveloped it, and it flickered into "Ling Chen's" hand.

Looking at this wisp of flames that could go out at any time, "Ling Chen" gasped and smiled with relief. The air in this space was very thin, and the flames could not last long, so they had to rely on perception to protect them.

"Perception, get up!!"

Seeing this, "Ling Chen" didn't hesitate at all, his eyes widened suddenly, his shout fell, and his perception quickly poured into the flame, supporting it from being extinguished!

puff!

The influx of perception turned into energy that kept burning like a flame. With the support of perception, the flame finally no longer wavered, but instead grew rapidly and turned into a flame the size of a palm!

"go!"

"Ling Chen" smiled, and his senses flooded into it again. Finally, the flames grew bigger and bigger, turning directly into a large ball of fire!

With the birth of the fireball, the space immediately lit up!

"Hmm... light...?"

Just when "Ling Chen" was about to check if there was an exit in the lighted space, an extremely weak sound came slowly and made his whole body tremble!

"Ling Chen" took a closer look and saw that the person who made this sound was one of the elves lying on the ground. Her originally dark and dull eyes actually began to have some brilliance, and her skin gradually began to become delicate!

"this?!"

Seeing that the elves were actually starting to become conscious, "Ling Chen" was stunned. Then he immediately reacted and looked at the fireball hanging above his head. These elves were so weak that they were unconscious. Now that they woke up, the only explanation was that he had created them. This ball of fire!

"Could it be that?"

Seeing the clarity in the elf's eyes gradually return, "Ling Chen" couldn't help but be surprised, and suddenly realized that all the perception that he had planned to save a little was released by it, and all of it poured into the fireball!

"boom!"

The fireball did not continue to grow in size, but as fuel was added, it became more and more dazzling, and finally looked like a small sun in the sky.

Just when the yellowish light almost illuminated the entire room as if it were daytime, the elves' eyes became clearer and clearer. Finally, one of the elves who didn't have so many scars regained consciousness.

The awakened elf sat up and looked at the small sun in the sky. Surprise and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes. She opened her mouth slightly and was about to shout something when she saw the figure not far away. "Ling Chen" is close to disappearing.

"Are you awake? I'm here to help you get out."

"Ling Chen" still had the seal on his hands, with a smile on his lips. Looking at this elf, his weak eyes also had a hint of joy, and he said softly with relief:

"He is dead and you are free."