Blood tax

Chapter 215 Three-on-Three Regiment Battle Part Two
Dancing lightning kept lighting the dark cavern, and each flash was accompanied by a shrill scream and wail.

Pisacius ran wildly among the rocks.His speed is very fast, and a pair of boots on his feet are also enchanted with special effects that increase his movement speed. Even in the process of fleeing, there is a light green shimmer trail, like a comet across the sky.

Even so, he still couldn't escape the thunder and lightning.Sonia's spell created a swirling thundercloud above the cavern and channeled it continuously, attacking every second where she felt dangerous or suspicious.

She couldn't see the enemy's figure clearly, and even her eyes couldn't keep up with the enemy's movements.Compared with the flickering assassins, she is as helpless as a little flower in the wind.But it doesn't matter, Sonia didn't care at all, she just stood there, guided the lightning strikes with spells, looked for suspicious directions with vision and inspiration, and then struck the lightning.

The first lightning strike cast a silver arc, pulling the stealthy elf assassin out of the darkness, and the fallen black elf let out a scream just after being brushed by the electric light.Even if the blow didn't hit him directly, it left a large area of ​​burns and a burning smell on his body.

He hurriedly fled into the darkness, but the second lightning strike came one after another. Pisacius exploded a crystal shield to deflect the lightning, but an accessory on his shoulder was also flashing rapidly. Blinks and then completely dims.

The third lightning strike was inevitable.No matter how fast Pisacius was, he couldn't escape the lightning.This blow was precisely slammed on his body, directly bursting a piece of enchanted leather armor.The silver electric current bit his body like bone-eating maggots, even emitting tragic black smoke.

The elf assassin who had been maneuvering and dodging at high speed fell to his knees on the spot.He was whipped by the lightning whip, his bronzed face turned pale, and his legs were a little slack.

Under the coercion of Daodao lightning, another fallen elf, Sif, didn't even dare to show her face.Those ferocious and weird black rabbits tried to come up to besiege, but after being partially shattered by lightning, they gathered in the distance and did not move.

"Surrender, Mister Elf," Sonia said vigilantly, gripping her wand tightly, "It's still too late."

"Sonia, keep attacking!" Griffith, who was observing the situation from behind, hurriedly shouted, and waved her to cover her with an ice shield.

Pissaius grinned from the electric shock.He ignored it, pulled out a dagger with his backhand and began to chant quickly.His figure instantly became unreal, and he disappeared from the spot before the fourth lightning strike, as if he had evaporated from the world, completely hiding his breath and traces.

Invisibility again?Sonia's gaze and inspiration swept across the darkness in a hurry, and at the same time scattered the ice crystals and snowstorm all over the sky again.She didn't see anything... The fallen elf disappeared without a trace of movement.

Pisacius suddenly appeared in the blind spot of sight, less than two meters behind Sonia, and cut towards Sonia with a dagger wrapped in blood.He walks in the gap between fantasy and reality, has surpassed the concept of concealment, and seems to have entered another world to avoid all detection methods.

The ice shield wrapped around Sonia was shattered by the bloody dagger.But one of her rings also flickered.The frozen air surged outward, and the moment the sharp blade got close, it had condensed into a transparent and thick layer of ice, covering her from all directions.

Pisasius hit with all his strength and made a tooth-itching friction sound, unable to make an inch of progress on the ice.There was a violent shock from the handle of the dagger, which almost made the weapon fall out of his hand.

The ice-blue solid ice barrier completely protected Sonia.She cannot move, speak, or cast spells, but is also completely immune to assassin attacks.

Seeing that the prey was right in front of him but could not hurt her in the slightest, Pisacius, who finally got close to him, began to attack the ice in front of him anxiously and frantically.

The girl in the ice was indifferent to the fierce attack, but her big eyes that seemed to be able to speak were looking at the back of the elf assassin, and her eyes were full of anticipation and confidence that she was sure of winning.

A sharp ice spear was projected, and Pisasius, who was busy attacking the ice layer, dodged hastily.He left the enemy in front of him, turned around and fought the prospective knight who rushed over.

Griffith didn't expect the ice lance to hit the nimble assassin.He charged at full speed and ran towards the elf assassin.

Pisacius drew out his short sword and swung his dagger like a whirlwind to meet him.The two fought together on the ice and snow, refusing to give in to each other.

The elf assassin's fierce attack far surpassed all the Extraordinary of the assassin path that Griffith had encountered before, and the sharp combo was as impenetrable as a torrential rain.His steps are like dancing, always spinning around Griffith at high speed.A flurry of attacks crushed him like a storm.

The elf assassin's sharp dagger pierced Griffith's heavy armor, and was about to cut a wound between the flesh and bones, when suddenly there was jerky resistance from the tip of his knife, and the dagger was stuck in flesh and couldn't be pulled out.A pair of big hands took advantage of the situation, grasped the stabbed arm of Pisasius, and locked him firmly.

Pissaius was startled. When he looked up, he found that the eyes of Griffith, who was suppressed by his agility and speed, were radiating a captivating edge—it was the eyes of a hunter when he was watching his prey.

He yelled in his heart that it was not good, and he tried his best to break free, but he couldn't shake it at all.

At the same time, a thundercloud gathered above their heads, ready to throw down the gestated lightning.Sonia had escaped the protection of the ice barrier and pointed her wand at them.

The elf assassin yelled in horror, "Let go, you madman, this lightning strike will kill us all!"

The prospective knight shook his head, and even approached his ear with a smile and said:

"You, Assassin, can't;

"I, breaking the law, can do it!"

As soon as the words fell, the lightning strike landed, and the terrifying arc made both of them scream.The flickering light even lit up their eyes, and they hugged each other tightly and trembled violently.

The Belomon ruins were like a sleeping giant. Suddenly, someone with a big drum beat heavily in his ear.The ancient ruins echoed horribly under the roar of silver thunder and lightning, and countless ghosts and monsters were frightened by this blow.They jumped out of their burrows and fled desperately.

Even, some kind of more distant and profound existence was also awakened by this thunder.

This thunderbolt even pierced through the magic resistance attached to Griffith's vigorous blood.Sonia watched her quasi-knight crackle in the thunder, then fell to the ground and smoked...

However, the situation of Pisacius is much more tragic.He was severely burned all over his body, and fell to the ground without moving like a piece of coke.

The fallen elf puppeteer SaLS Sif was stunned. She looked at the two twitching and smoking figures on the ground, and at Sonia in the distance. She didn't even send the summoned creature.

Sonia covered her mouth guiltily.Fortunately, her quasi-knight was not killed by a blow. She was wriggling, rubbing her darkened cheeks, and slowly stood up.He moved to one side, probably preparing to fight the remaining fallen elves.

Okay, fine, um, he's fine!Sonia breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to face the puppeteer hiding in the darkness: "Miss Sif, I can detect your position. Please surrender, you are not our opponent. I promise to give you what you deserve." protection and treatment.

"Otherwise...we will use brutal means to deal with you!"

No one answered in the dark.But not long after, the group of black rabbits moved again.Like locusts, they gathered with a rustling sound.The fallen puppeteer has clearly made up his mind to fight with all his strength.

"Griffith, she is hiding behind that stone pillar."

Sonia marked the location of the enemies to her companions, and at the same time summoned the blizzard again to block these monsters with raging hail.The densely packed black rabbits rushed towards the flood like a colony of ants, advancing forward without regard to casualties.There were so many of them that even the blizzard couldn't completely kill them, and they were broken in from the edge bit by bit.

At this moment, the corpse of the huge rhinoceros that had just fallen suddenly moved.It revived from death, shook its damaged head, turned around, and ran towards its former owner recklessly.

The black rabbit who was in charge of covering immediately surrounded them.They jumped on the giant beast in pieces, eroding and dissolving its body into broken holes.However, the dead beast didn't care about the damage, and rolled out of a path leading to the puppeteer's black liquid smear, and slammed into the stone pillar.

Sif hurried out of her hiding place, dodging the powerful impact.The rhino's body was torn apart by the monster and the collision, but the tattered torso suddenly burst from the inside out, and a figure jumped out from the middle.

Griffith hid in the body of the giant beast, and jumped in front of Sif with this leap.Under the horrified eyes of the fallen elf, a gleaming silver gun appeared in his hand, and the dark muzzle had already locked her.

Griffith brought the fallen elves under the gun of conviction.An invisible momentum like a tide is sweeping over.

Oops, he cut to my side!Sif reacted suddenly, and was about to turn around and run away in a hurry, summoning her own creatures to block the attack, but the violent killing intent from the muzzle of the gun didn't leave her the slightest gap.

The invisible coercion engulfed her, as if she was powerless to resist as a sinner awaiting judgment.

The flow of time seems to be slowed down.Somehow, Sif even had time to reflect on her life, and then fully repent and pray for forgiveness.That silver weapon is like the supreme arbiter, watching the sinner at her feet without sorrow or joy, generously granting her final peace, waiting for her to repent of all sins and depravities, and then granting her in hopeless terror Final sanction!

"No!"

The fallen elves screamed.Like a person holding her breath in the water, the longer she persists on the eve of destruction, the more her spirit is on the verge of collapse.At the end, she even began to pray that the last moment would come soon, and that it would be over soon.

Conviction heard her pleas, and expressed satisfaction in her fear and despair.

Silver light, flames and loud noises followed.

"Bah—!"

With a deafening roar, the jet of adamantine projectiles shattered Sif's shoulder blade, tearing off her entire right arm and throwing it out.

However, this was not the end of the fallen elf's pain. Her psionic energy was detonated by this blow, and turned into a chaotic blade-like vortex whizzing through her body.

The elf who was badly injured was crushed by astonishing fear like a wild dog with a broken spine, and screamed loudly.Screams resounded through the cave.

In a blink of an eye, the elf puppeteer's body shook violently as if it had got into a nest of mice's carpet, and some kind of substance collided in her body, about to burst out.

The effect of this blow was far beyond Griffith's expectations.He knew that psychic confusion and collapse would cause severe pain and trauma, but he didn't expect that breaking an arm would cause such a weird chain reaction.Even Sonia, who was standing far away, was frightened.

Suddenly, the screams of the fallen elves stopped abruptly, and the strange distortion and deformation shrank back.The whites of her eyes were horribly rolled up, the eyeballs bulged outwards, and the whole province swelled up.

"Boom!" Puppeteer Sif of Sequence 7 exploded like a bursting water bag, black blood and minced meat were all over the ground.Her black rabbit also disappeared into nothing like an ebbing tide.

……

Griffith stepped through the black and yellow filth and bones all over the ground, and came to the remains of the fallen elves.This shot obviously exceeded the power that should be used to convict, and something strange in Sif's body was detonated.This may be the factor that caused the tide of mutant beasts and Cretan's mutation.

A certain existence or substance residing in her body could not survive after the host was severely injured, and the unbalanced force tore her apart.

The Extraordinary characteristic extracted by SaLS Sif is a Collector's Path Sequence 7 "Puppeteer" Extraordinary characteristic. The surface of the characteristic is entrenched with deep darkness, and it seems to have been severely polluted and corrupted.

Griffith searched among the minced meat all over the floor, hoping to find some fallen elves' items to provide information.In addition, these former Purifiers are well equipped, and it would be even better if some were captured.

Soon, he found a strange figurine amidst the scraps of meat.

This is a hard and pitch-black stone, flowing with ancient and thick breath.It may have been a creation carved by a prehistoric civilization to worship their great gods.

Like all ancient sculptures, this statuette is a combination of ancient beliefs and mortal fantasies.The tiny human brains cannot imagine those distant gods.Their existence is too amazing, beyond the limits of what some words, sculptures and paintings can express.The simple believers incorporated some of their own superficial knowledge, and used the human body and monsters as templates to shape their statues, but they were completely unaware of how false, ignorant and absurd this was.

The fallen elf purifier searched for this object in a corner of the ruins, perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps out of worship, and brought it with him.

It depicts a monster with a vaguely human silhouette, but with a head with many tentacles, a body like jelly covered with scales, with giant claws, and a pair of twisted shapes that look like wings behind it... It has a bloated body curled up on a small base.

There is also a line of small characters on the base of the statue, vaguely inscribed in Elvish language:

"Praise be to the 'ruler of all'... ancient... in the palace of eternity, resting... waiting for you to sleep."

(End of this chapter)