Chapter 372 An Unlucky Guy Is About to Break in (4000)

This is certainly not an illusion, but an illusion + spirit!

Based on the spirit of a top fighter, it is used as the source of illusion ability. Naturally, it can reach a power beyond imagination and directly interfere with the real environment.

Because spirit is not just a spirit, it can exist in an entity. The will of boxing can condense spirit into a move with great power, and the same is true for illusion. The illusion performed by Kaxiu should not be called a mental illusion, but a physical illusion. Directly attack the enemy who is hit from the real level.

This kind of illusion cannot be learned by others, and there is no way to learn it.

In essence, illusion is just an outlet, like a stick used to pry Kaxiu's huge spirit.

So that the spirit can exert its power without passing through the body.

This power has an upper limit, which is not as good as the power of the combination of physique and spirit. But under certain circumstances, the illusion ability can help Kaxiu get through the initial weakness period.

Moreover, it can be said to be quite useful!

"Don't stand there stupidly, follow me closely."

Kaxiu raised his heels and walked all the way to the end of the ruins. Although he looked like he was walking, he moved faster than a normal person running, which implied the skill of exerting force.

Behind him, Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, and there was only one figure left of Kaxiu. She hurried to catch up, without stopping.

"Hey, Master Bai Kui, wait for me..."

Qiangwei had many questions in her heart and wanted to get answers.

Twenty seconds later.

A straight gray-white passage ran through, and the dilapidated buildings on both sides squeezed, making it visually oppressive and narrow. At the end of the passage was a small square, covered with gravel and weeds.

In the half-human-high weeds, two-digit Nether Knights were hiding in the dim environment, waiting for the sunset to disappear completely.

In the dark shadows, dozens of green or blue eyes were suspended in the air, like clusters of ghost lights floating around. The horse's hooves occasionally stepped on the ground, metal weapons collided with armor, and there was a strange sound similar to the heavy breathing of wild beasts.

Invisible sense of oppression and evil filled the surroundings.

The grass became darker and yellower, and even turned black from the position of the leaf veins, covering the leaves like fine spots.

At this moment, if an ordinary person broke in, he would be scared to death on the spot. Even some experienced old hunters of the Dark Hunter Organization did not dare to enter head-on, and had to take it slowly.

Buzz...

The ground seemed to tremble a little, and there was movement in the distance.

Rumble...

The sound became louder, the gravel on the ground shook and bounced, and the weeds seemed to be pressed to the surroundings by a stream of air in the passage in a fan shape.

The Nether Knights turned their eyes and cast their eyes surrounded by ghost fire to the entrance of the square. Their strong and powerful arms raised the iron-scaled battle axes half the size of a person, and the surface of their bodies began to emit a dangerous smoke, either green or blue.

The dead grass on the surrounding surface died all of a sudden, and layers of blue-green mold similar to frost spread rapidly.

Some unlucky guy is about to break in.

Just use dozens of battle axes to warmly entertain him!

Boom! ! !

The guests are here! But they are bigger than you can imagine! It is clearly a giant python with purple scales at least 50 meters long, squeezing out of the tunnel like a high-speed train. The steel-like scales rub against the surface walls to produce golden red sparks.

There were two bangs, and it was obvious that the two walls that formed the passage were too narrow. The giant python that was squeezed in forcefully collapsed to both sides, and immediately caused a wave of air carrying a lot of dust.

In the gray wave, a figure walked out slowly.

He stretched out a hand and pressed the corner of the mouth of the giant python whose head was as big as a house. The tone was as cold as crawling out of hell and said: "Kill them all, don't leave any."

Hiss~

The scarlet snake's tongue was retracted, and the sound snake showed its fangs. It crushed the ground all the way and brought its huge body into the square. It occupied one-third of the area.

The next second, the giant python began to hunt its prey.

At the entrance of the square, two figures watched everything quietly.

The scene in front of me was like a snake, the giant python's powerful body rushed at high speed like a train, and its hideous and smelly mouth opened, looking for delicious and chewy sugar beans.

Nothing was more delicious than the armored Nether Knight, with tough muscles and bones mixed with metal armor. It was crunchy and delicious to eat.

In a moment, half of the Nether Knights disappeared in the dark mouth, leaving only a large circular bloodstain on the ground that splashed like a fountain. Occasionally, broken arms and armor fragments flew everywhere. This was a one-sided massacre.

The Nether Knights did not think about resisting. They were as big as small tanks and powerful. They chopped down with their giant axes with all their strength, but they could not even break the scales of the giant python. The most powerful ones only left white marks on the surface of the steel scales.

On the contrary, the sound snake python had absolute suppression power. A slight roll of the body could kill a group of people. With one vicious word, at least ten or more Nether Knights were swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

Half a minute later, the square was silent and empty. The weeds had been swept flat, the ruins had been crushed, and the surface was unusually flat. There were only some traces like snake scales crawling.

The two-digit Nether Knights were swept away, and none of them could escape. There were only pools of blood on the ground to prove their existence, and there was a bloody smell in the air.

At the edge of the square, the girl's expression was numb, and she was deeply impressed by the physical illusion displayed by Kaxiu.

This is what illusion is! Simple, violent, direct!

Tear the enemy into pieces, smash it into a meat pie, and crush it into a dough. No fancy tricks, pure brute force.

Qiangwei rubbed her delicate face and suddenly asked: "Master Bai Kui, why can't I feel that I can reach the illusion space?"

"Is it a master-level illusion technique? It can make the activation of the illusion space hidden and low-key, so that the enemy can't find the maximum coverage area, and thus can't escape your illusion."

Kaxiu turned his head and looked at Qiangwei expressionlessly. He didn't understand what this person said. What hidden and low-key master-level illusion technique? Didn't you feel the violent movement just now?

The moment the spirit drilled out of the body, it was like a bomb explosion, escaping in all directions frantically. Did Qiangwei think that the gusts of wind that just blew in the air were naturally formed? That was actually the movement of the illusion, but it was too loud, and it was regarded as a natural phenomenon.

In addition, Kaxiu did not conceal the maximum coverage area of ​​his illusion space at all. Because as soon as he cast the illusion, the illusion space, which was amplified by the terrifying spirit, directly enveloped the entire Knight Castle. It even spread outward, and there was still strength to spare.

Three minutes later, a church-like spire building.

"Tattatt..."

A figure walked out of the darkness, followed by a five-meter-high golem phantom, burly and majestic, as if it was a fighting machine born for killing. Bone spikes and long tails, hooks and barbs, sword-shaped scales, huge camel toes, and a terrifying body full of muscle and blood vessels.

The golem's hands were dripping with blood, and there was a hideous evil smile on his face.

It seemed that he was satisfied with the killing.

Behind the figure, the interior of the church was already a disgusting scene like hell. Bloody limbs were torn apart, and internal organs were flowing. Some were half of the body, and some were torn in half from the middle. There were all kinds of ways to die, which was quite artistic.

Kaxiu gently brushed off a drop of blood that accidentally stuck on his collar, and looked at the pale girl in front of him, Rose.

Just as he was about to speak, Rose suddenly turned around and supported herself against the wall.

"Ugh~"

She vomited continuously, her stomach boiling. As a hunter, Rose had naturally seen bloody scenes, but she had never seen such bloody scenes. It was a pure venting of violence and killing desire.

It brought endless torture and fear to the enemy and bystanders.

Rose looked at Kaxiu with awe and a hint of fear. She immediately swallowed all the questions in her stomach. Sometimes curiosity and talking too much can bring disaster.

Especially when the person you are communicating with does not seem like a good person.

"What's wrong? Do you think my methods are too bloody? Haha... Sometimes, you have to be more vicious, more brutal, more bloody, and more decisive than the enemy to make them feel deeply afraid. Evil people will only fear more evil people... not to mention dark creatures that feed on humans. Only by being more monstrous than monsters can you indulge in hunting in the depths of the shadows." Kaxiu walked step by step to Qiangwei, and the red light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"Of course, this may cause some misunderstandings to companions, and even make them feel scared. It is a big disadvantage..."

He glanced at the girl and walked towards the outside of the church without stopping. The golem behind him followed closely, gradually shrinking from a huge body of five meters high, and finally becoming the same as an ordinary person.

In an instant, it shrank into Kaxiu's body and overlapped completely.

Five sixteen.

It has only been five minutes since the two entered the Knight's Castle. Most areas of the castle have been swept, and there are traces of destruction by huge creatures everywhere.

These Nether Knights, who almost wiped out Bai Kui in the last mission, were almost completely killed. It must be said that although Kaxiu showed a crushing attitude, the strength of these Nether Knights was not weak. This newly emerged group of dark creatures, their individual strength is comparable to that of the dead blood of the same realm.

It is only a little weaker than the blood race.

In other words, this is a dark creature of the upper middle level.

I don’t know where it came from. Before Bai Kui’s last mission, the Dark Hunting Organization had never heard of large dark creatures such as Nether Knights gathering.

Sometimes, unknown dark creatures represent unknown abilities and information, and hunters will be more dangerous when performing tasks.

Of course, Kaxiu doesn’t care. It’s better to be stronger. Anyway, he came here this time to familiarize himself with the ability of illusion to attract spirit.

This is also the reason why Kaxiu continuously changed three spirit forms to kill. Among them, the Nandou Hongjiu Fist spirit is the best.

It is the most cost-effective and lethal.

Deep in the knight’s castle, behind the ruined courtyard, there is a path leading to the forest on the top of the mountain. The sky was quite dark, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the breeze blew, bringing a rustling sound.

Kaxiu stood on the trail, vaguely aware of the unusualness in the forest, with a dangerous atmosphere.

He looked at Qiangwei, who seemed to be quite interested, and said: "You go down the mountain first, wait for me next to the carriage, and make a bonfire."

Qiangwei opened her mouth, but finally nodded.

She turned around and left obediently. Kaxiu strode towards the forest, where two or three defeated Nether Knights had just run. The figure slowly walked away on the trail.

This is a dense forest. In summer, the leaves are lush, blocking the already dim light above the head, causing the open space to be full of overlapping shadows piled up together, and the gullies cannot be seen clearly.

Ah! Roar!

Two screams came, which lasted only a moment.

The fleeing Nether Knights died, but it was not Kaxiu who did it, but a mysterious figure in a heavy black robe.

He or she wore a pure white mask with twisted lines like tree roots on the surface. The exposed eyes were not like those of ordinary people, but the pupils were white and the surroundings were black.

There was a mysterious sense of evil.

The black robe covered the figure completely, with only a dark golden line inlaid at the end of the long run, with a sense of gorgeousness.

He stretched out a hand, with a pure black glove, but his five fingers grasped a huge sickle. Blood was dripping slowly on the sickle.

On both sides were Nether Knights separated from horses, physically separated. That is, the upper body similar to that of a human was cut off, and the lower body of the horse fell sideways, and blood gushed out.

The black-robed man slowly moved the sickle and nailed it to the ground.

In front, a huge dead tree stood up, as thick as half a room, with wrinkled bark twisted, like wrinkles on an old man's face, and like dense scales.

In the center of the dead tree trunk, a circle of traces similar to tree rings spread out, forming an elliptical ring.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a whirlpool the size of two people.

It is sunset now, and the dim light shines on the whirlpool, with a gray mist.

The tree mark seems to have really formed a whirlpool channel.

Waiting for the night to fall completely, leading to an unknown place.

Ta-ta-ta...

A series of undisguised footsteps gradually approached.

Kaxiu's figure just appeared ten meters away.

Swish! The black-robed man disappeared in an instant, and appeared behind Kaxiu the next second, swinging the sickle in his hand out of the full moon.

The blade tore through the air, making a sharp whistle.

Just as the sickle was about to approach Kaxiu, a huge monster had already hit the black-robed man like a cannonball.

The blood vulture swooped down and blasted off more than a dozen trees in succession.

The black-robed man groaned and disappeared again. He returned to the dead tree, as if he had not made a move just now.

However, the glove on his right hand holding the sickle had broken. This showed that the collision just now was not just an illusion.

Kaxiu glanced over from a distance of ten meters.

He saw the black-robed man's exposed right hand.

The mark of Black Rain Villa was very clear...

Still not completely healed, continue to take medicine...