Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 115 Opportunity to Win
Philip's sapphire eyes turned blood red, and a few wisps of black air flowed out from his nails, transforming into a pair of black bat wings. They flapped in the night and chased after Qilingos in front.

This movement did not escape Qilingos's perception. The "Vice Admiral Hurricane" looked at the damned guy sticking behind him, and his eyes suddenly revealed irritability and murderous intent. This was not only due to the influence of the "Sailor" path, but also because of his absolute confidence in himself.

He was just a pathetic wretch who dreamed of defeating him by using several extraordinary items of the same level, hoping to get his bounty and "Creeping Hunger"!

Qi Lingos immediately gave up the idea of leaving and prepared to get rid of this unreasonable guy who had given up his chance to live and came here to die in vain.

"Spiritual Piercing"!
He concentrated his mind and used the ability of "Interrogator", using the pressure at the spiritual level to attack Philip's spiritual body directly. It was like a physical attack that made the latter cover his head, and his flying movement slowed down by two seconds.

But at this moment, the two seconds of delay were no longer important, because Qilingos gave up flying and found a nearby rooftop. He stood there like a beast ready to attack, lowering his voice and saying coldly:

"Come on, let me see what I'm going to gain next. Don't tell me about the vampires' ability to fly. The 'witch's' mirror substitution technique can become your reliance."

Of course I do. Just close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. I have some good gas. Philip, the powerful thief, also sneered and stood on the edge of the house without any fear.
"There will be an answer soon."

Although he seemed very confident, he suddenly had a headache. In this situation, if he forcibly used the "flame gloves" to light the candle and chanted the spell to summon the messenger for help, there would only be two possibilities.

The first option is that Qilingos will simply flee to avoid further fighting for the sake of safety.

The second option is to confirm that Philip has no companions around him, and then take the opportunity to attack him desperately, beat him into a mentally retarded person, and then completely lose the ability to maintain the situation.

It would be great if there were craftsmen, but unfortunately they are too rare and I can't find any channels. Philip gritted his teeth, retracted his bat wings, and preserved the remaining two minutes to avoid exposing any flaws.

The other party was forced to stop, and not being able to figure out how long his flight would last was probably a major reason. Otherwise, he would have continued to leave and left here as a clown.

"Humph."

Qi Lingos snorted disdainfully.

Then, his black glove was instantly covered with a layer of dark golden scales, and his dark green eyes seemed to stand up strangely. Then came waves of invisible waves that started from him and spread to his whole body.

Philip's blood-red eyes shrank slightly, and his already tense expression inevitably revealed fear. The huge wave that almost did not cause any harm brushed past him, but it made him feel like the dull roar of a giant dragon in his ears.

Haha, haha
Philip's body trembled subconsciously, but the shock in his eyes was replaced by inexplicable excitement. At the same time, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, echoing the bloody scratches on the side, looking weird under the crimson moonlight.

Attacking spiritual bodies, simulating dragon power to intimidate, using "Nightmare" to silently pull people into dreams, and using the ability of disguise to sneak into Duke Negan's party, four of them have been tested.

"If you don't have any other decisive abilities, then I'm sorry, I have no retreat now."

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Before he could finish his words, Qilingos had already hurled forth several wind blades in utter impatience. Meanwhile, surrounded by a raging wind, he charged forward, fists waving, at a speed rivaling that of a zombie. There were no mirrors nearby, so Silver's mirror substitution technique was ineffective. Philip paid no heed to these matters. Instead, he removed the ring and, the instant he transformed back into a man, dodged the wind blades sideways.

However, the impact that followed from Qilingos hit him hard. Even though Philip's hand held it tightly, it still left a small concave hole in the latter's body.

"Your intelligence seems inadequate."

Philip raised the corner of his mouth and smiled without any smile. He looked at Qi Lingos with cold eyes, and then looked at his nails that had just taken the opportunity to pinch the back of Qi Lingos's hand and were beginning to turn black.

When the Hurricane Admiral realized that something was wrong and was about to withdraw, two crimson dots appeared on each of Philip's sleeves that were tied around his wrists to stop the bleeding, and they gradually became hot.

boom--!
The subtle but noticeable sound of the explosion was quickly lost in the silent night and the crimson moonlight, but the impact of the fire explosion did not disappear.

Qi Lingos escaped in a panic. His clothes had been burnt and his face was definitely not good-looking. With his resentful and angry expression, he could even be said to be a demon seeking revenge.

"huh, huh"

Philip panted, and with some effort he raised his hand, which was bleeding again, and tore off the few pieces of burnt cloth on his wrist, which could no longer be called clothes. Then he said to himself with some regret, "What a pity, it was within my tolerance."

If he didn't want to die, he could try to charge the fire bomb that he had just hidden in the two bandages. If the charged fire bomb turned to a fiery white color, the power would be two or three times greater or even more.

But Philip finally felt that his own hands were more valuable than the immediate huge profits, so he chose this safer method.

It was similar to the cut from the wind blade just now. Relying on its self-healing ability, the bleeding would stop in just one or two minutes, but it would not be completely healed before the end of the battle. He looked at Qi Lingos, whose murderous intent was about to condense into substance, and thought about how to use the biological toxin bottle to continue exchanging injuries.

Self-healing is his only hope.

Meanwhile, Qi Lingos on the opposite side had finally had enough of the damned fellow before him. His black gloves began to wriggle as if they had life, and a layer of fine dark golden scales appeared on the surface again.

But at this moment.

Qilingos froze in place.

The vague image of a blonde woman suddenly emerged in his dark green eyes. Her body was trembling strangely, and she spoke reluctantly:
"While it's now"

After a moment of confusion and confirmation that this was not a trap, Philip rushed forward as fast as he could, stabbing his fingernails into the opponent's neck. Then he reached into his pocket with his right hand and skillfully opened the bottle of biological toxin with one hand, then pried open Qilingos's mouth and threw it in.

(End of this chapter)