Communication is the biggest problem for the demon soul, and the justice of heaven, coupled with the wind element that Shahu is naturally close to, once the wind element is communicated with, the raging wind in the world of Cunsi is daunting.
If I were to cast this wind-related spell, the power should be less than half of that summoned by the soul of Silly Tiger.
But even so, if Shahu competes with my spells, he will only lose. Just because of the time it takes to communicate with the wind element, I can calmly cast two spells.
Sometimes it’s really scary to think about it, because the combination of advantages and advantages is really more than just the result of one plus one equals two, it will be infinitely magnified.
Over there, the monster was still looking at me proudly. The next moment, its figure swayed and it flew towards me actively. Maybe it stubbornly thought that I was a 'weak'. If a 'weak' The fact that it can attack me so actively shows that it has not completely conquered me. This seemingly insidious monster probably wants to not only devour me, but also completely conquer me psychologically. I don’t know if that’s the case. My misconception is that it looks down upon Silly Hu with a special sense of contempt and disdain. This disdain does not mean that it looks down on Silly Hu in terms of strength, but that it is innate and superior... .
Just like, when it comes to football, some people from the football kingdom, even though they are not players, can still look down on me, the Chinese... This is a sense of superiority brought about by region and group.
And I don’t understand where this sense of superiority comes from. Why does it look down on my majestic silly tiger with such a strange appearance? But I can’t stop and quarrel with it.
I already have a complete plan in my heart, just like I don't understand why the wind element can act on the soul to increase the speed of the soul itself, but I can... The moment it pounces, I still subconsciously dodge it , but this dodge was in vain in the face of the absolute speed... I simply used the power of its collision, and then exerted force in the opposite direction, instantly distanced myself from this monster. .
Inevitably, the tearing effect caused by the opposite direction was greater. In this collision, the largest piece of flesh and blood was torn off from me, almost from the back to the shoulder blade.
"Roar", severe pain, and then couldn't help but howl, but at this moment, the violent wind element was quickly compressed... forming one small vortex after another, gradually forming my wing!
How did I do this? I'm confused myself, why would I think of compressing the wind element into this shape to form such wings? In my memory, Silly Tiger has appeared in such a form, and even forms more terrifying than this form have appeared... But that was an incomparable environment, because it was in a very special place, and the Dragon Tomb and The Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts is a place that is almost out of this world.
In a normal place, I wouldn't dare imagine that Silly Tiger would grow such a wing-like body.
I didn't think much about it, I thought it was just the stupid tiger's instinct that made the wind element behave like this... I couldn't think too much, just because at this time, the monster rushed towards me again, but this time , I clearly felt the lightness of my body, and I actually passed by it the moment it rushed towards me! !
Finally, I finally got a breakthrough speed... I was also shocked by how powerful the demon soul is. As long as it passes the communication level, whether it is compressing elements or traveling in any form, it will be stronger than humans. There are too many, it is all done forcefully by soul power.
However, they don't have the ability to think about how to use magic. If Silly Hu can do such a sophisticated application on his own, he may not be able to think of it in his lifetime.
I'm thinking that even the wind wings it had before were only formed by nature and instinct, not by deliberately compressing the wind element in this way.
With this speed, I am not afraid of the monster attacking again and again. There is a saying that says that only fast martial arts in the world are unbreakable. That means that as long as you have an advantage in speed, at least you can guarantee that you will not be hurt. , can also speed up your attack frequency.
Therefore, in the subsequent confrontations again and again... Silly Tiger did not suffer any more damage, but what is annoying is that Silly Tiger could not hurt the monster, because at a similar speed, what was competing was the soul. In terms of strength, Silly Tiger definitely has no advantage, so how can he fight head-on with that monster
I need soul power, more soul power... I roared in my heart, but at this time, I found that the transmission of soul power from 'myself' had completely stopped.
My own will is naturally connected. I was surprised to find that after such a split of will, the person sitting cross-legged still had a very clear consciousness. How did this come about? Now that I am a stupid tiger in a soul state, it is naturally impossible for me to sweat, but if I could, I would definitely be dripping with cold sweat at this moment.
Because the feeling is no different from suddenly discovering another self? This is almost the scariest thing in the world!
What's even more terrifying is that when I suddenly turned my head and looked at him in astonishment, he had stopped pinching his hands and took the gourd containing wine from his waist. He calmly drank a few sips with an expressionless face. .
I looked at myself like I was watching a horror movie, because the way I drank was completely different from mine... Growing up with my master, I had completely learned the way he drank, which was quite different. Because he drinks boldly, the wine often spills out of the corners of his mouth in a very unflattering manner. In short, he looks like a reckless man.
When did he drink it so gracefully and calmly, with such an expression on his face
Seeing this scene, I almost forgot that I was fighting that monster, until a clear thought came from my own will: "Hide!"
It was such a simple thought that dragged me back to reality, but it was too late. In the moment when I was stunned, the monsters rushed towards me again. Because of the previous one, it was too late for me to hide again. There is no doubt that this time another piece of flesh and blood was severely grabbed.
This is the second time that Silhu has been injured since his speed increased. I don’t dare to look at how badly Silhu has been injured. If I look at it from a realistic perspective, it is estimated that there is no hope of saving such a bloody mess.
I felt guilty for Shahu, but I felt Shahu’s trust and firm will.
I quickly came back to my senses and stared with all my strength at the monster who didn't know when it would attack again. But at this moment, my own thoughts were extremely clear, and there was still only one word: "Hold on!"
drag? Drag what? I was completely confused, but I could still understand the literal meaning. It just meant that I was dragging the monster... As for what it was being dragged for, I had no idea at all.
Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this? I don't even understand what I mean... But I can't help but distrust myself. I can only grit my teeth and adopt the procrastination method, using speed to entangle with the monster and keep delaying time.
But it would be a lie to say that there is no pressure in my heart. No spell can be cast without limit. Whether it is a human or a demon soul, spells have time and power limits based on their respective abilities. Even if you are stupid, Tigers are naturally close to the wind... and there is a time limit.
I feel that this time is coming to an end. After delaying for more than ten minutes, Silly Tiger's wind wings will disappear in five minutes at most.
And this delaying tactic that relied solely on dodge might have also annoyed the monster... At this moment, its eyes became more and more gloomy, and it seemed that it didn't want to continue 'teasing' Silly Tiger... It suddenly stopped, like It is announcing that it is ending this game of 'cat and mouse'.
My heart was wary, and I couldn't help but look back at me sitting cross-legged... The me was different from my usual frowning expression, and somehow had a calm and calm temperament. Sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the cave, There was no movement at all.
However, I feel that my soul power is recovering rapidly... Is that the effect of the wine? I don't think that wine has such a big effect... After all, I had a head-on soul collision with that monster before. My soul power is already weak, so I can't provide much help to Silly Hu. Even if I drink this It’s impossible to recover so quickly even if you drink, right
But it was also at this time that a clear idea emerged in my heart: "Attack it and delay its execution as much as possible."
Main attack? I gently retracted my claws... In fact, I could already feel the fatigue deep in Silhu's soul. This battle was about to reach its limit.