Chapter 223 The Sense of Violation

Just as Bloodclaw rushed towards Punk desperately, the three summoned demon wolves faithfully followed Punk's order and rushed towards Bloodclaw.

"Damn beast, get out of the way"!

Unsurprisingly, faced with the simultaneous pounce of three demon wolves, Blood Claw could only change direction to avoid the two giant wolves, but even so, one demon wolf rushed forward enough to successfully bite on Blood Claw's right hand .

It is not an exaggeration to say that the bite force of the demon wolf is tearing gold and cracking stones. Even though the blood claw has already attached a layer of wriggling plasma on the hand for defense, when the upper and lower jaws of the demon wolf are closed, there is a clear sound coming from the arm of the blood claw. sound.

"Damn it, damn it, go away, go away"!

The huge wolf has a weight that matches its reminder. It is impossible for the blood claw to charge such a huge creature that weighs twice as much as itself. However, the magic wolf ordered by Punk is extremely brave and fearless, even if the blood claw is alive With his left hand, he tore off a wolf's leg from the demon wolf's body, and the demon wolf also bit the blood claw's arm tightly and refused to let go.

Seeing that the other three demon wolves had turned and rushed towards him, the life energy in his body was burning rapidly like grease thrown into a brazier, and he finally felt a little despair about the matter of "together with each other".

"Sure enough, I'm not a fighting material."

Thinking of this, Xue Claw couldn't help showing a wry smile on his ferocious and torn face.

At the same time, the other two demon wolves also bit the blood claw fiercely. The weight of the three giant wolves completely stopped the blood claw that was still trying to sprint, and the second giant wolf bit off the blood claw. down the left hand.

So far, all of Blood Claw's calculations have come to nothing. He has never had time to get close to Punk from the beginning to the end, and the long-planned self-destruction is even more meaningless.

At this time, the western wilderness has entered the night, and the brilliance of Mira and Chicasa once again left the plane of Faerun. Three bright moons of different colors appeared in mid-air, but the dark clouds that rushed over seemed to tell The arrival of the curtain call.

"Looks like it's time to end this farce!"

Punk is far away from Bloodclaw at this time, and the spell in his hand is ready. At such a distance, even if Bloodclaw's self-destruction has the same power as Tishachal's self-destruction, Punk is not afraid, and was It is impossible for the blood claws entangled by the three demon wolves to escape in a short time.

"Blood Claw, no matter how much you are struggling, it is just as fleeting as the big fireball across the sky just now. Now is the time..."

"..."

"…… Seems like something's wrong"?

Just when Punk was about to announce the end of Blood Claw's life, a strong sense of "disobedience" caused Punk's spells to stop for a moment. At that moment, he seemed to feel that his brain suddenly became dizzy. But this feeling is so thin, so thin that punks are not sure if there is such a thing.

"What happened just now, did Blood Claw use some kind of hole card?""

Punk pinched the magic compressed version of the "kinetic energy cone" that he had prepared in his hand, and his face became more and more gloomy. His intuition told him that something must have happened just now. As a fourteenth-level spellcaster, he himself It is absolutely impossible for the mind to have "illusions" for no reason, even if it is a side effect of "activating potions".

Something must have happened, it can't be a mere delusion!"

"Anyway, let's get rid of the enemy in front of us first."

Punk shook his head lightly to temporarily suppress the intuition in his heart. He didn't say anything more, but released the "kinetic energy cone" he had prepared to the bloodclaw expressionlessly.

Under the desperate gaze of Blood Claw, the kinetic energy cone pierced his head easily, and until this moment, he had not had time to release his self-destruct.

Blood Claw's headless corpse fell to the ground like a tattered puppet, and the out-of-control blood quickly spread into a pool of ordinary bright red.

With the death of Blood Claw, the life energy in his body that did not belong to him quickly dissipated, and in the end, a large amount of overflowing life energy even made the flowers and plants around Blood Claw grow half their height.

Punk watched Bloodclaw's body go from twitching to complete silence from a distance, and then repeatedly used divination spells to confirm that Bloodclaw, who blatantly declared "no one can catch me", was indeed dead before he let go in one breath.

At this moment, the effect of the "activating potion" completely receded, and Punk felt a massive amount of exhaustion coming towards him like a tide. Every muscle in his body felt severe pain, and his brain was even singing There will be all kinds of noises.

Punk can be sure that this is the first time he has been so exhausted since time travel, so exhausted that he can't wait to find a place to meditate for a few hours to rest.

But Punk doesn't have time to rest now, not only can't rest, he has to continue to tense up and be ready to deal with danger at any time, because...he is 100% sure—just now, his thinking has been tampered with, and then With the end of the battle and the delay of time, the strong sense of incongruity not only did not decrease but increased.

"What the hell is going on, what just happened"?

Punk ordered the three demon wolves to form a circle around him, and he himself fell into deep thinking, or looked through his memory deeply.

This kind of incongruity in thinking cannot be ignored by Punk. You must know that he is not only a spellcaster with extremely powerful spiritual power, but also uses official-level spells that have been strengthened by magic compression on the outer layer of his soul anytime and anywhere—" Mind barrier", in a sense, it is more difficult to influence punk's thinking silently than killing him directly.

"Memory, memory, something must have happened twenty-five seconds ago."

Punk closed his eyes and immersed himself in his memory, and he began to recall a memory for at least twenty-five seconds in his mind over and over again.

"Blood Claw made an assault, I ordered the Demon Wolf to intercept, a huge fireball flew through the sky very quickly, I prepared the spell, the spell preparation was completed, I killed the Blood Claw... The Blood Claw made an assault, I ordered the Demon Wolf Intercept..."

The more he thinks about Punk's brows, the tighter his frown is, because in his mind, this memory is simply not normal anymore, and there is no "any" special, or "any" noteworthy things at all.

"It's tricky, it doesn't look like the effect is at the memory level."

Punk opened his eyes with a gloomy face. He has confirmed that his memory has not been tampered with by anyone. After reading this memory dozens of times in a few seconds, Punk found nothing unusual, but the strong sense of "incongruity" "But you can feel it without "intuition".

"It's so tricky, if this "thing" doesn't work anymore I'll have to think about using "Filth Prediction"."

Thinking of this, the magic vortex in Punk's pupils spun extremely fast, and he took out an alchemy potion in a test tube from the storage ring—the concentration potion.

Although Punk is now in this desolate wilderness where there is not even a shelter, the Golem No. 2 who can protect him is not by his side, and the solidification spells of various magic items have not passed the "cooling" time. The most terrifying thing is Punk was still in a weak state due to the side effects of the "activation" potion that had just expired, but he still decided to drink this "focus potion".

There is no way around this, the sudden "sense of violation" tells punks at any time that the "unknown" has arrived, and it really exists.