The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0155

As soon as he moved his attention away, he was sensed by the shadow dwarf assassin on the opposite side, so the second fight began after a few fingers.

In this fight, both sides have a certain understanding of each other, and the attack is more targeted. The Shadow Dwarf Assassin began to speed up his shots intentionally. Some parts of the black crystal armor on the ghost's body had cracked, but the result was that the Shadow Dwarf Assassin was seized by the Specter and hit him hard with the moon wheel. There were several inch-long wounds drawn.

With a Shadow Leap, the two sides separated again.

The ghost raised the moon wheel, and the brilliance and introverted blade surface was stained with the other party's blood, which was purple-black, like stinky ink, still wriggling and twisting on it. Specter opened his mouth and blew, and the thick dead air immediately formed a vortex, washing away the blood stains. Although the blood of the Shadow Gnome Assassin is also dominated by dark elements, it couldn't withstand the repeated washing of such a large amount of negative energy, and was finally corroded.

A cold snort came from the shadow opposite, but it was spiritual, and then two red lights lit up in the eyes of the human figure in the darkness, staring straight at the ghost's position. The existence of ghosts is unique, which has brought great trouble to the shadow dwarf assassin on the opposite side. He has never seen such a strange existence. If he wasn't a shadow dwarf assassin, he would suspect that the one opposite him was a shadow dwarf assassin.

Such similar skills, such similar skills, could it be a Shadow Assassin, or a Night Assassin? The former is a shadow creature, which I should be able to easily judge. The latter is an assassin specially trained by the night elves, and the opponent's slender body fits well, but the fierceness and recklessness of exchanging injuries for injuries does not seem to fit my impression of night elves!

The shadow dwarf assassin Oro tightened the muscles near the wound, and the rune shroud on his body squirmed for a while, sending the flowing black blood back to the wound and reabsorbing it back into his body. This is the first time that he was injured, but the enemy was unharmed. The result of exchanging wounds for wounds was some slight shattering on the enemy's armor. Perhaps these shatterings would have been repaired by the time of the next fight. Such a tough opponent made Oro squint his eyes.

The cutting power of the enemy's moon wheel is astonishing, and it must not be hardened anymore, but simply relying on fast jumps, it is impossible to break through the armor covering the enemy's whole body. This damn armor is not only tough but also has the effect of deflecting attacks and changing vision, making it difficult to accurately attack at the same position.

These are nothing, what really makes Oro a headache is the opponent's goal. It's a big deal if he can't beat the opponent, and he leaves. The opponent's agility is slightly worse than his own, and it is impossible to catch up with him, but if the opponent's target is below..., Oro couldn't help but hate.

The time left for him to think is very short, and the third fight will come soon. Specter, who had taken advantage of it just now, took the initiative to provoke the battle, and did not intend to leave more recovery time for the other party.

The shadow dagger and the matte blade alternated rapidly in the air, attacking and defending at the same time, the way of defense is to attack, two fuzzy shadows jumped and shifted in the shadows of the tomb hall at the fastest speed, going up One moment he was still next to the small sarcophagus on the right side of the hall, the next moment he had reached the top floor on the left side of the hall, and the next moment he appeared in the back of a wandering silver mummy.

Silent and fast, the speed of the eyes can no longer keep up with the rhythm of the attack, everything is based on instinct. In contrast, Luo Ao has more experience, so the armor outside Specter's body has been stabbed no less than a hundred times, but unfortunately it has not caused any damage. However, the ghost's instinct is also slowly awakening. Ever since I got this soul template from the master, a feeling of controlling the body of an NPC with the consciousness of an outsider has always existed, as if I am not myself, and as if my real self has always been there. deep sleep.

But today, the danger alarm in the intuition has been sounding, and the ghost stimulated by the sense of crisis has abandoned all thinking and all skills, desperately using every part of his body to actively meet the opponent's attack, just to prevent the opponent from attacking continuously in the same position. This kind of humiliating style of play that is about to lose pace has already driven Specter completely mad. A feeling of tyranny and bloodthirst that he has never experienced and another kind of cold and stable sense of coordination alternately stirred his consciousness in his body, making him more and more violent. confusion. As a result of slow movements, many cracks and damages appeared on the body surface, and even a drop of purple blood appeared in the air.

The disappearance of the ghost immediately attracted the ridicule of the shadow dwarf assassin Oro. The rune shroud on his body is not only a decoration, but also selectively strengthens certain attributes according to his own will, such as the agility that is strengthened now. . The crushing speed caused a one-sided attack. It seemed that the opponent's will to fight had been shaken. The next step was probably to find a way to escape, right?

Although the victory has been decided, the strange aura dormant in the opponent's body still makes Oro not dare to relax his vigilance. Instead, he controls the battle situation more carefully, that is, maintains coercion without threatening the opponent too much, so as to avoid the opponent's desperate counterattack . After the momentum is accumulated enough, it may be just a simple obliteration, which can end this inexplicable battle before the other party realizes the danger.

Specter's consciousness is already a little fuzzy, maybe after a few fingers, he will die, can no longer stand up, and can no longer run around with his master. At this moment, not only was her consciousness not focused on fighting, but she was thinking romantically that after her death, would the master shed tears for her? An unprecedented tranquility appeared in her heart. The master hadn't seen her appearance yet, so I really wanted to see how surprised he was!

At the moment when Specter had almost given up resistance, Oro's attack came. For the grasp of the fighter, the shadow dwarf assassin Oro, who has survived dozens of times in nearly a thousand battles, has etched it deeply into his soul as an instinct. At this moment, his keen intuition told him that if he didn't solve this opponent as quickly as possible, he would suffer unimaginable damage. Therefore, Oro gave up the rapid shaking that caused the opponent's illusion, and the two shadow daggers stabbed hundreds of blows at the opponent's throat at a rapid speed.

White spots... pits... cracks... breaches...

The opponent's vitals have been exposed, and Oro dodges and pulls out a few positions, closes the two daggers, steps on the void to borrow strength, and intends to end the enemy's life with the most violent blow.

At this moment, he realized that the other party was not an undead, but a living being with flesh and blood. As for who the enemy is and where it comes from, he doesn't care anymore. He must end the life of the enemy at this moment, because he intuitively senses that his own crisis is getting bigger and bigger.

This moment may be very long, or it may be very short, but Oro's double daggers have jumped out of the timeline, appearing directly in front of Specter's throat, stabbing down fiercely.

A cold scream sounded, and the jab that had already broken through the speed of sound was not as fast as the sound. Auror, who was buzzing in his mind with the sound, suddenly felt that he had slowed down. Countless black shadows hovered around him, and dozens or hundreds of pulling forces in different directions made him lose his grasp on the shadow daggers, passing by the enemy's neck with a slight difference. Dazzling sparks were drawn from his armor, and for the first time since the battle, he made an uncontrollable sound.

Everything is in slow motion, so slow that people's consciousness is restless. Is it because my movements are slow, or is my consciousness and movements out of touch?

Auror, who didn't know what was going on for a while, planned to leave this position first, but the severe pain in his chest and abdomen interrupted his analysis. The opponent's moon wheel had pierced into his abdominal cavity at some point, and there spinning.

With a high-pitched hiss, regardless of the black blood splashing everywhere, the shadow dwarf assassin Oro jumped and hid behind a small sarcophagus on the other side of the hall.

How is this going?

Obviously he was about to kill the enemy the last moment, why did he suffer such a heavy injury the next moment? Intuition tells myself, what seems to be missing between the last moment and the next moment?

The opponent's moon may not be big, but for Oro, who is only half the size of an ordinary person, it is a giant murder weapon, and his entire body is almost cut in the middle by it. If it wasn't for Tang Le with the rune shroud, his internal organs would have been scattered and his body divided into two places.

"I have to go, let's go now!" After all, Oro is a strong man who has experienced harsh elimination, and such an almost mortal injury can't kill him. The real threat to him is the unknown.

What force caused the battle reversal?

From the moment of defeat, the shadow is no longer his friend, no longer his homeland, but a strange and dangerous environment, in which there seem to be countless ghosts and resentful spirits, pulling and tying him. This feeling was so direct and clear that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Suddenly felt something strange, looked down, only to find countless gray air currents escaping from the shadow under his feet, coiling around his body like a nothingness rope. rope? Just realizing this problem, the gray air flow has turned from imaginary to real, tightly strangling his ankles.

Good means!

At this moment, Auror's rune shroud has begun to transform into a strengthened body. Only in this way can he keep his body from disintegrating. With a little force on his feet, the gray rope has collapsed into countless gray air and re-integrated into the shadow. But before he jumped out of this dangerous area, he found gray air currents appearing in his ears, shoulders, arms... everywhere.

Oro, who usually doesn't change his face even if he cuts his intestines with a knife, can't help changing his color now. What kind of method is this, and why is it unheard of? I have mastered various methods of shadow magic, but I have never seen this ability to directly manipulate shadows into reality.

I kicked the iron plate today, and met a big player who really controlled the shadow.