Dark Soul Moon

He saw the magic ball he shot was cut by a sword.

This is something only the more powerful Mad Dogs with Pointed Hats can do.

Moreover, it is more beautiful than those mad dogs with pointed hats.

The dark magic ball collapsed directly, turning into black mist and disappearing into the air.

Cold sweat dripped down the back of his head, as if he had hit an iron plate.

So, the cultists ran away directly.

Escaping as soon as he finds something is wrong is his special skill, otherwise he would not have survived to this day in the pursuit of those mad dogs.

Before fleeing, he unleashes the spell used to cover his escape.

A large amount of black mist emerged out of thin air, covering the surroundings and blocking sight.

With this technique, he managed to escape twice from those mad dogs with pointed hats.

However, magicians have appeared in the ranks of those pointed hats and mad dogs.

I'm afraid this method won't work so well next time.

However, it must be no problem to escape from the powerful knight in front of him.

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Chapter 35 Closing

The fleeing cultist heard a crackling sound in his ears.

He subconsciously looked back.

Then the pupils suddenly contracted.

There was only a shining golden light left in his eyes.

"Cough cough..."

A dog gnawed mud and lay on the ground.

Because of the sudden fall while running, the cultist slid forward for another distance.

Of course, it's the face down kind.

Thanks to the reason why he fell down immediately, the lightning gun only touched his hair.

Subconsciously touched his head.

What starts with is a bare feeling.

Without much guesswork, the cultist knows he's bald.

He's gone bald, but not stronger, and might even be hacked to death.

The blood-stained cultist looked at the figure walking out of the black mist in horror.

The lightning gun just now must have been shot by the opponent.

He hurriedly stood up, wanting to continue running away.

The moment the thunder gun came, he smelled the breath of death.

If he hadn't used his hair as the price in the end, I'm afraid he would have become a cold corpse at this time.

Even so, the cultist still felt a burning pain in his scalp.

Seeing the lightning gun condensed in the knight's hand again, he compared the speed of the lightning gun with his own running speed.

The cultists decided to fight to the death.

I definitely can't run away from the lightning gun.

I'm afraid that the black mist he released had slightly disturbed the thunder gun, and his last response caused the thunder gun to brush past his scalp.

His own hair was gone, and there was a serious wound on his head.

Even so, cultists still feel they can function normally.

"It must be that the gods are gradually transforming their bodies!"

He thinks so.

Looking at the approaching knight and the increasingly powerful thunder gun in his hand.

The cultists estimated the distance between the two parties.

"hold on……"

In a cold sweat.

The strongest dark spell I have mastered has a very short distance, but its power is extremely high.

Able to split the walls of houses with one blow.

Even the armor of a knight can be easily cut.

Magic power was secretly gathered in the hands.