Chapter 835: Collapse

Sean is a "Shadow Monk" and Peter is an "Assassin".

Both of these extraordinary professions are known for their dexterity and agility, not to mention, the two insectoid bloodlines of "mantis" and "spider", endowed them with motor nerves that are far more developed than ordinary humans.

However, no matter how they moved and dodged, they were eventually overtaken by the Myth Missile. With four rapid bang bang muffled sounds, the two of them were knocked down one after another.

Although it was not fatal to be hit by two magic missiles, it was still so painful that their eyes turned black and they broke out in cold sweat.

After lying on the ground for a few seconds, Sean and Peter struggled to get up.

These two worm-like people, feeling lingering fear after the loss, hid in the distance and glared at the "shelter hut", but they didn't dare to get too close.

At this time, the Wasp flew over, glanced at the refuge hut, and then sneered and made a spell-casting gesture.

Joan stood inside the hut and saw Wasp's actions through the force field shield. After a little identification, she could see that she was about to cast the 3-ring "dispel spell", and couldn't help but gasp!

"Everyone be careful! I'm afraid the hut will be lost!"

As soon as Joan issued a warning, the Wasp waved a magic shock wave with green luster, instantly smoothing the magic net in the area where the "shelter hut" was located.

Most of the spells below the third level in the world will be automatically dispelled the moment they are bombarded by the "dispel spell", losing their magical effect.

Unfortunately, Shelter Shack is no exception.

The "magic configuration" was dispelled by the "dispersion technique", and it quickly degenerated into a disordered original magic power.

Accompanied by a series of dense crackling sounds, large radial cracks first appeared on the force field shield, and then collapsed.

The magic hut where Joan and the others took refuge was completely demolished by the Wasp with a wave of her hand.

The five people who had lost their shelter were exposed to the sky full of stars, and the night wind blowing head-on was enveloping a murderous aura, and the chill was piercing, making them shiver at the same time.

Joan was the first to regain his composure, pulled out the revolver decisively, aimed at the Wasp floating in the night sky and pulled the trigger!

This time, there was no one to block the bullet for her, she hurriedly flapped her wings to dodge, she felt her waist was burning, and when she looked down, a blood groove was cut on the right side of her waist, causing a dull burning pain.

Wasp's complexion changed slightly, and she couldn't help secretly thanking her waist was slender enough, otherwise the bullet would not only have passed by her waist, but would have penetrated deeply into her abdominal cavity, causing fatal damage.

However, her rejoicing only lasted for a short second, and the burning pain from the wound was replaced by a chill.

The cold negative energy quietly infiltrated the Wasp's body through the gunshot wound, like three sinister poisonous snakes, eroding her vision, hearing and vocal organs at the same time!

It wasn't until this time that Wasp woke up in shock. The young mage just shot at her, and the bullet was enchanted with some kind of extremely vicious necromancy.

She had never seen this kind of spell before, and it felt like a fusion of Level 2 "Blindness and Deafness" with another similar spell that mainly targeted vocal organs, and it also had the function of destroying the three senses.

This kind of spell is essentially a supernatural disease. The Wasp had no precautions in advance and could only rely on her own immunity to resist the organ lesions induced by negative energy.

Fortunately, as a high-level druid, her body is quite strong, and her "worm blood" also endowed her with stronger disease resistance than ordinary humans.

After all, the living conditions of insects in nature are far less civilized and exquisite than human beings, who pay attention to hygiene. If the anti-virus ability is not strong enough, they would have become extinct thousands of years ago.

The body of the Wasp seemed to be conducting an electric current, causing waves of tremors. Dense cold sweat was forming around the surface of the yellow and black interlaced skin, implying that a fierce confrontation between immunity and negative energy was going on in her body.

After just a few seconds, the Wasp successfully resisted the double lesions of "blindness" and "aphasia", but the ears and antennae, which are the hearing organs, became numb and stiff, unable to sense the slightest movement.

She couldn't even hear her own heartbeat and breathing, and was thrown into a world of near-dead silence.

"Damn... I'm deaf?!"

The Wasp's mood at the moment was both annoyed and fortunate.

Losing your hearing is indeed very unpleasant, but it is better than being blind or dumb.

In this silent world, the Wasp stared wide-eyed, searching the chaotic ground battlefield for the little mage who had just shot her deaf.

She quickly found the target, and when she saw the other party raised the magic pistol again, the black muzzle was pointing at her, she suddenly felt her scalp go numb, and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

If she was shot again, not to mention the damage caused by the bullet itself, the Wasp would not dare to say that she could resist it just because of the additional triple magic effects.

If one is unlucky and blinded by this shot, or dumb who cannot chant spellcasting prayers, one's own situation will be in danger!

Thinking of this, the Wasp hurriedly swung her staff, and manipulated the swarm of bees to gather in front of her, forming a yellow and black squirming curtain to block the young mage's sight.

The scorching air flashed past her ears, making the Wasp belatedly realize that the other party had just fired another shot at her, but fortunately she missed.

Since she couldn't hear the gunshots, Wasp didn't know whether the young mage fired again later, and how many shots were fired in total.

She only knows that the swarm curtain can't act as a bulletproof shield, and good luck won't always be with her, so she hastened to cast spells to save herself before she was shot!

A storage bag was hanging around the Wasp's neck. The palm-sized brown leather bag hung on her chest, almost swallowed by a deep ravine.

She grabbed her pocket, pulled out a hastily handful of diamond dust, and sprinkled herself.

Under the moonlight, the smooth skin is covered with spots of light, as if wrapped in a veil dotted with countless stars.

Under the effect of magic power, the diamond dust penetrated into the inner layer of the Wasp's skin, and the starlight on the surface of the body disappeared, and then the texture and texture resembling granite emerged.

The moment she finished casting the spell, a gust of wind came from below, blowing away the swarm of bees surrounding her.

This is obviously not a naturally generated airflow!

The abnormal tremors transmitted by the surrounding magic net made the Wasp vigilant, instinctively tightened her muscles, and crossed her arms to protect her fragile face.

boom!

A gunshot rang out, and a buckshot hit her in the stomach and bounced off.

The moment she was shot, Wasp seemed to be pushed by someone, and she couldn't help but floated backwards.

She lowered her head, observed the shot site, touched her still clean and flawless flat lower abdomen, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the gunshots from the ground, and calmly cast the 3-ring divine spell "Remove Disease" to dispel the remaining negative energy in her body and regain Back to the world of sound.

Joan looked at the Wasp fluttering in the air, twitched the corners of her mouth, and put down the pistol helplessly, with disappointment in her eyes.