Chapter 545: A Wreck that Seems to Have Lost Its Soul

In the control room.

Black mist filled the air, flames boiled, and sword energy and vacuum waves competed with each other.

The attack methods of the Demon God Pillar are mostly to release magic mist with extremely strong killing power, or to release special spells with high temperature. They are all large-scale attack methods, and the power is quite amazing, even if the servant is accidentally involved in it. , but also in danger of death.

Moreover, the magic it uses is not modern magic, but mostly magic close to the age of the gods. It is mysterious beyond imagination. Even if it is faced by a servant with magic skills, it will not have much effect.

However, although its magic is quite powerful, its attack mode is very stiff, like a robot.

When Lucia's attack fell on it, it focused all its attention on Lucia, but when the flames and vacuum waves wielded by Nero and Meltililith arrived, it would easily abandon it. Lucia, in turn, dealt with the two of them.

There is no subjective consciousness, just like a programmed robot that will only follow the program rigidly, as if what is standing there is not a living consciousness, but a puppet.

After its rigid attack method was easily figured out by a few people, the three of them launched a fierce attack with all their strength.

"——Three Types: Face-piercing Slash."

Liu Xia swung his sword, causing a wheel-shaped sword energy like a full moon to be entangled with flames and rush out. It spun rapidly like a chainsaw and hit the Demonic Pillar from the front.

"————"

And even if this extremely powerful move hits the front, a huge crack several meters long is cut in the body, the Demon God Pillar only sways slightly in place, without any sign of roaring or screaming in pain, as if it is completely There was no pain or anger, and then a dozen bloody eyeballs flashed again, trying to launch a counterattack against Liu Xia.

The next moment, the vacuum chop wave kicked by Meltlilith hit several of his eyeballs in an instant, quickly interrupting the brewing spell.

Nero, on the other hand, pounced on it with perfect understanding, and evaporated its last few eyeballs with a flaming blow.

"Bear!"

Finally, Liu Xia waved his hand and released a large number of waves of flames that were as surging as a tsunami, easily covering the Demonic Pillar that had lost its resistance.

Immediately, its body was burned to ashes bit by bit in the fierce flames. Until the end, it did not make even a single sound or say a word.

"Defeated?"

After the battle, Fujimaru Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief, stopped converting Sakura coins into magic power, and came to the side of several people.

"It should have been knocked down, but——"

Liu Xia stretched out his hand, and under the pull of his magic power, the flames scattered around the control room gathered together like a familiar, and then fell into the palm of his hand, turning into pure magic power and dissipating.

His [Magic Release·Fire] also has the effect of converting flames into magic power. The converted magic power can be used to increase physical strength and can also be used to perform advanced magic, but he rarely uses this ability.

"Player, this Demonic Pillar is a bit weird, it almost seems like it has no soul."

Nero took over the conversation,

He spoke to Fujimaru Ritsuka with some confusion: "There is a feeling that is not the original body. If I have to say it, it is closer to a replica made of the Demon God Pillar, or the remains of the soul that has been extracted."

"Replica? Wreckage?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka tilted his chin and began to think thoughtfully, "So, I have encountered situations where dead demon pillars were used by others before. Is this the same case?"

The Demon God Pillar has extraordinary power. Even if it dies, its corpse still has considerable power. As long as it is used properly, it can also create special points.

She had encountered special points created through the corpse of the Demonic Pillar in the past, so she had this speculation at this moment.

"No matter what, since this thing is dead, there are no clues to continue investigating for the time being."

Lu Xia looked at the center of the control room. There was only ashes left there, and even the prototype of the Demonic Pillar could not be seen. "Let's look for survivors first. If the battle just now aroused Pason Lip's vigilance... Oh no."

"That's right. Find the survivors first. According to Mabel, there should be two survivors here."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded. The first purpose of their coming here was indeed to deal with the staff trapped here, and everything else would be postponed until later.

However, speaking of which, in the recording device opened by the church before, wasn't it said that a monster with countless twinkling eyes inhabited the body of the psychiatrist, and then caused SE.RA.PH's current situation?

Could it be that the so-called monster with countless flashing eyes in the recording device is the Demon God Pillar——

"Bah bang bang!"

Just when Fujimaru Ritsuka was deep in thought, a burst of loud applause suddenly sounded from another corner and reached the ears of several people.

"It's so beautiful! I didn't expect you to actually defeat that monster. It must be the rescue team sent by Chaldea, right? Oh, thank you so much."

Coming out of the corner with an eager tone was a male employee who looked to be in his twenties. He was wearing a male uniform of the same color as Marble. He was of medium build, with short black hair, and a face. With a warm smile, he faced the four of them, his face full of admiration.

"Are you...a survivor?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka came back from his meditation. After hearing this voice, his spirits perked up slightly, and then he looked at the person.

"Survivor? Well...it does count."

The man was stunned for a moment, and then a very polite and friendly smile appeared on his face, "My name is Arnold Beckman, and I am the first secretary to the director of this oil field base. It can be said that he is a affairs officer. Upper management."

He also seemed quite proud of his position. Although the smile on his face seemed friendly, it was too superficial and not from the heart, giving people a vague feeling of hypocrisy.

Moreover, it doesn't matter whether you are a high-level person or not.

"Are there any other survivors here besides you?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not pay attention to the pride in his words, but continued to ask him.

"No more, it's just me."

Arnold's attitude was still polite, but when he talked about other survivors, his tone was a little disinterested.

"Not long ago, there were two people. One was a rustic woman who liked to speculate. No matter how I tried to stop her, she couldn't bear the terror and ran out on her own. I'm afraid she had died at the hands of that Alterego with the vicious claws. And One of them had taken a lot of illegal drugs and was already a corpse. Fortunately, he was lying in the cabinet and there was no corpse smell coming out."

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