What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 297-296- The power of law

"Is it possible that you and I have been running in the same direction from beginning to end?"

Domi's words instantly awakened the bishop.

At that time, because his life-saving skills were knocked out, he was in a panic and ran for his life. His focus was entirely on the pursuers behind him, and he did not realize that he had already been trapped in a super huge illusion.

And Shia was too lazy to continue to maintain the illusion, otherwise it would be easy for him to catch him and become a burden to Duomi, which would be bad.

When the magic turned into dots of starlight and disappeared, everything around him did not change. This was originally the forest south of the city.

The only thing affected by the illusion is the Fourth Bishop's sense of direction and everything he sees with his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the bishop was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Illusion, what an illusion! I actually fell for such a simple plan..."

After almost laughing at himself, his face gradually turned ferocious, his eyes full of determination:

"I can't survive, and you can't even think about it!"

The last of the magic power reserves exploded, and the bishop seemed to have exploded into a small universe, and the purple flame turned into another one-handed sword.

"Double Sword Flower Slash!!"

He has never been a simple mage, but a magic swordsman!A magic swordsman with three skills in magic, swordsmanship and physical skills!

When he uses the dual swords style, no matter how awesome the character is, he still has to give him a [-]-[-] shot!

The two crossed swords arrived behind Duomi in an instant and dragged out a long and wide purple flame shadow.

Trapped beasts still fighting.

The speed of this move was so fast that even Duomi didn't have time to react. There was a bone-deep cross scar on his chest. If he moved a little further, it would have touched his beating heart.

That moment just now actually brought him so close to death again, Duomi himself didn't even expect it.

The hot blood was sprinkled on the grass covered with dead leaves. After absorbing Duomi's blood, these dead leaves briefly bloomed for a second spring, which shows how tenacious Duomi's vitality is.

This blow was far from defeating him.

Before the next attack came, Duomi recalled the feeling just now.

At that time, it was indeed an evasive action made by the body's instinct, as if the body was familiar with death and then instinctively stayed away from it when death was about to come.

This gave him a feeling, or an understanding——

Standing on the path of the law of death, he is like being at a balance point on the boundary between life and death. He must face death personally and stay away from death.

Perhaps this is the key point to understand the law of death!
A bold and feasible battle plan suddenly emerged in his mind, which was to empty his mind, fight and evade completely by instinct, and find salvation in the constant face of life and death!

Since the Bishop's attack cannot be completely avoided, let him do it.

You only have one chance to make a mistake, so who is afraid of who?
The long-lost fighting spirit burned in his heart, but his mind became extremely calm.

He removed the magical black armor that haunted him, leaving only slime hands wrapped around his arms all over his body. He did not seek defense, but only sought unimpeded mobility and ultimate attack power.

At the same time, nine crystal knives condensed and emerged behind him. This was the ultimate number that could be driven like an arm without a brain.Then he closed his eyes and sensed the opponent's position with only killing intent.

Side and rear!
The overwhelming murderous intent came quickly like a tide.

He didn't have time to dodge completely, and there was another cross sword slash on the lower back, which almost cut him off in the middle. At the same time, he also controlled the crystal knife and left injuries on the bishop's body.

In the forest filled with catkins, the two began a primitive and violent exchange of blood.

More and more blood is sprinkled on the dead leaves.

And in the bloody scene where blood was splattered, a man walked with a mysterious yet elegant and natural step, methodically controlling the nine blades and dancing like a conductor.

A drummer swings the drum stick in his hand at extreme speed, beating the drums continuously and rhythmically.

The sound of sharp blades slicing through the air and skin being torn apart became the main theme here. It was a gladiatorial arena with only life and death, and it was also a stage for musicians.

And in this constant exposure to death moment after moment, Domi's progress in understanding the law of death is increasing at a strange speed!

22%...24%...26%, and before you know it, you have reached the 30% mark!
He seemed to finally realize something. When he opened his eyes, the deep blue in his pupils seemed to be deeper and darker, like a drop of ink dripping into a blue dye vat.

The ink dripped and splashed a circle of water droplets, and there was a crisp ticking sound, as if some switch was turned on.

The next second, an invisible circle spread out with Duomi as the center.

The green grass and green leaves that had absorbed the blood of the two people and grew wantonly withered one after another, turned into dry appearance again, and finally turned into carbonized powder silently and dissipated in the wind.

Soon, the nearest tree lost its fresh green color, and even the tree itself was rapidly aging and became a dead tree.

The dilapidated scenery spread in circles like ripples.

By the time the bishop realized something was wrong, it was already too late. The realm of death had already enveloped him.

He felt that the vitality in his body was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could not control it at all!In order not to lose the strength to fight, he was forced to use his remaining magic power to support his body's functions and launch a final attack on Domi!
In this case, either he dies or he dies!

As if turning on the maximum horsepower, Ziyan roared like the exhaust pipe of a supercar, and the sharp edges of the two swords continued to expand, and his last strength was condensed in them!
These two swords are enough to split this world!

"Give me death!!!"

But facing the Bishop's fearless aura of blocking gods and Buddhas from killing Buddhas, Duomi always stood there without making any other movement. He simply raised a finger and pointed his fingertip at him.

The contemptuous eyes are like a god from above looking down at the ant-like people below:
"You know nothing of the power of law."

The moment the words fell, the vitality flowing out of the bishop's body poured out like a flood that burst a dike. No amount of magic power could block the all-pervasive loopholes.

His three-dimensional attributes have dropped off a cliff, and his appearance has also aged rapidly. His originally straight back has now become rickety.

In just a few seconds, the originally high-spirited fourth bishop, who was less than three people and more than ten thousand people, became an old and dying man with only his head outside the coffin.

Such an old man can barely hold the sword in his hand and then lift it with difficulty.

The extremely sharp sword edge touched Duomi's outstretched fingertips, but it couldn't even scratch his skin.

The bishop widened Mu Lao's eyes, and then his vitality completely disappeared. He rolled his eyes and fell crookedly in the ruins, never to get up again.

(End of this chapter)