This is certainly not an illusion, but an illusion + courage!
Based on the spirit of a top fighter, and used as the source of illusion ability, it can naturally achieve power beyond imagination and directly interfere with the real environment.
Because spirit is not just a spirit, it can exist in reality. The will of boxing can condense spirit into a powerful move, and the same is true for illusion. The illusion performed by Kashu should not be called mental illusion, but physical illusion. It directly attacks the enemy from the real level.
Others cannot and have no way of learning this kind of illusion.
In essence, illusion is just an outlet, like a stick used to pry open Kasu's huge aura.
This allows the spirit to exert its power without passing through the body.
This power has an upper limit, and it is not as powerful as the combined power of physical strength and spirit. But under certain circumstances, the illusion ability can help Kaxiu get through the initial weak period.
Moreover, it can be said to be quite easy to use!
"Don't just stand there, follow me closely."
Kaxiu lifted his heels and walked towards the end of the ruins. Although he looked like he was walking, his movements were faster than a normal person running, which implied the skill of exerting force.
Behind her, Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, and Kaxiu was the only figure left. She hurriedly followed, without stopping.
"Hey, Master Bai Kui, wait for me..."
Qiangwei has many questions in her mind and wants answers.
Twenty seconds later.
A straight gray-white passageway runs through the space, with dilapidated buildings on both sides, making it visually oppressive and narrow. At the end of the passageway is a small square covered with gravel and weeds.
In the half-human-high weeds, two dozen Nether Knights were hiding in the dimness, waiting for the sunset to disappear completely.
In the dark shadows, dozens of eyes, some green and some blue, were suspended in the air, like clusters of ghostly lights floating back and forth. Occasionally, horse hooves stomped on the ground, metal weapons collided with armor, and there were strange sounds similar to the heavy breathing of wild beasts.
An invisible sense of oppression and evil filled the surroundings.
This causes the grass to become darker and yellower, and even turn black from the leaf veins, covering the leaves like fine spots.
At this moment, if an ordinary person broke in, he would be scared to death on the spot. Even some experienced hunters from the Dark Hunter Organization did not dare to enter head-on, and had to take it slow.
Buzz…
The ground seemed to be shaking a little, and there were noises coming from the distance.
Rumble, rumble…
The sound grew louder, the gravel on the ground shook and bounced, and the weeds seemed to be pressed in a fan shape by a stream of air in the passage.
The Nether Knights turned their gazes and cast their eyes, which were surrounded by ghost lights, toward the entrance of the square. Their strong and powerful arms raised iron-scale battle axes that were half the size of a person, and a dangerous smoke began to emanate from their bodies, either green or blue.
The dead grass on the surrounding ground died all at once, and layers of blue-green mold similar to frost spread rapidly.
Some unlucky guy is about to break in.
Just treat him warmly with dozens of battle axes!
boom!
!
The guest has arrived! But it is bigger than expected! It is clearly a giant purple-scaled python at least fifty meters long, squeezing out of the tunnel like a high-speed train. The steel-like scales rub against the surface wall to produce golden red sparks.
There were two loud bangs. It turned out that the two walls that formed the passage were too narrow. The giant python that had squeezed in forcefully forced them to collapse to the sides, immediately causing a gust of air carrying a large amount of dust.
Amidst the gray waves, a figure slowly walked out.
He stretched out a hand and pressed the corner of the mouth of the giant python whose head was as big as a house. He said with a cold tone as if he had crawled out of hell: "Kill them all, leave no one alive."
Hiss ~
The scarlet snake retracted its tongue and bared its fangs. It crushed the ground and brought its entire huge body into the square, occupying one third of the area.
The next second, the python began to hunt its prey.
At the entrance of the square, two figures watched everything quietly.
The scene before my eyes was like a gluttonous snake. The giant python's powerful body rushed at high speed like a train, with its hideous and smelly mouth opened wide, looking for delicious and chewy candy beans.
Nothing here tastes better than eating a Nether Knight in armor, with tough muscles and bones mixed with metal armor. It's crunchy and tasty.
In a flash, half of the Nether Knights disappeared into the pitch-black mouth, leaving only a large circular bloodstain on the ground that splashed like a fountain. Occasionally, broken arms and armor fragments flew everywhere. This was a one-sided massacre.
It's not that the Nether Knights didn't think about resisting. They were the size of small tanks, and they were very strong. They swung their giant axes with all their might, but they couldn't even break the scales of the giant python. The most powerful ones could only leave white marks on the surface of the steel scales.
On the contrary, the Sound Snake Python had absolute suppression power. Just a slight roll of its body could crush a bunch of people. With a single vicious mouth, at least ten or more Nether Knights were swallowed up, disappearing without a trace.
Half a minute later, the square was completely silent and empty. The weeds had been swept away, the ruins had been crushed, and the surface was unusually smooth, except for some traces like snake scales crawling across it.
The double-digit Nether Knights were wiped out without a single one escaping. There were only pools of blood on the ground to prove their presence, and the air was filled with a bloody smell.
At the edge of the square, the girl's expression was numb. She was deeply impressed by the physical illusion performed by Kashu.
This is what we call illusion! Simple, violent, and direct!
Tear the enemy into pieces, smash them into a pile of meat patties, and crush them into a dough twist. Nothing fancy, just pure brute force.
Qiangwei rubbed her delicate face and suddenly asked, "Master Baikui, why can't I feel that I can reach the illusion space?"
"Is it a master-level illusion technique? It can make the activation of the illusion space concealed and low-key, making it impossible for the enemy to find the maximum coverage area and thus unable to escape your illusion."
Kaxiu turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Qiangwei. He didn't understand what this person said. What kind of hidden and low-key master-level illusion technique? Didn't he feel the violent movement just now
The moment the spirit emerged from the body, it was like a bomb exploding, escaping madly in all directions. Did Qiangwei think that the strong winds that just blew through the air were naturally formed? They were actually the movement of the illusion, but it was too loud and was mistaken for a natural phenomenon.
In addition, Kaxiu did not hide the maximum coverage of his illusion space at all. Because as soon as he cast the illusion, the illusion space, which was terribly amplified by his spirit, directly covered the entire Knight Castle. It even spread outwards, with more power to spare.
Three minutes later, a church-like spire appeared.
"Tatttatt..."
A figure walked out of the darkness, followed by a five-meter-tall golem phantom, burly and majestic, as if it was a fighting machine born for killing. It had a long tail with bony spikes, hooks and barbs, sword-shaped scales, huge camel-toe-like soles, and a terrifying body full of muscle and blood vessels.
The golem's hands were dripping with blood and there was a hideous evil smile on his face.
It seemed that he felt satisfied after experiencing the killing.
Behind the figure, inside the church, there was a disgusting scene like hell. Bloody limbs were torn off in all directions, and internal organs were flowing out. Some were half bodies, and some were torn in half. There were all kinds of ways to die, which was quite artistic.
Kaxiu gently brushed off a drop of blood that accidentally stuck to his collar and looked at the pale-faced girl Qiangwei in front of him.
Just as she was about to speak, Qiangwei suddenly turned around and supported herself against the wall.
“Ugh~”
She vomited continuously, her stomach boiling. As a hunter, Qiangwei had seen bloody scenes, but she had never seen anything as bloody as this. It was pure venting of violence and desire for killing.
Bringing endless torment and terror to enemies and bystanders.
Qiangwei looked at Kaxiu with awe and a hint of fear. She immediately swallowed all the questions in her mind, because sometimes curiosity and talking too much can bring disaster.
Especially when the person you are communicating with doesn't seem like a good person.
"What's wrong? Do you think my methods are too bloody? Haha... Sometimes, you have to be more vicious, more brutal, more bloody, and more decisive than your enemies to make them feel fear deep in their bones. Evil people are only afraid of more evil people... Not to mention dark creatures that feed on humans. Only by being more monstrous than monsters can you hunt at will in the depths of the shadows." Kaxiu walked step by step to Rose, the red light in his eyes gradually fading.
"Of course, this may cause some misunderstandings among my companions, or even make them feel scared. This is a big disadvantage..."
He glanced at the girl and walked out of the church without stopping. The golem behind him followed closely, gradually shrinking from a huge figure of five meters tall to the size of an ordinary person.
In an instant, it shrank into Kasu's body and overlapped completely.
Five sixteen.
Only five minutes had passed since the two entered the Knight's Castle. Most areas of the castle had been swept through, with traces of damage caused by huge creatures everywhere.
These Nether Knights, who almost wiped out Bai Kui in the last mission, were almost completely killed. It must be said that although Kaxiu showed a crushing attitude, the strength of these Nether Knights was not weak. The strength of each of these newly emerged dark creatures was comparable to that of the dead blood of the same realm.
Just slightly weaker than the vampires.
In other words, this is an upper-middle level dark creature.
No one knew where it came from. Before Bai Kui's last mission, the Dark Hunting Organization had never heard of the gathering of large dark creatures like the Nether Knight.
Sometimes, unknown dark creatures represent unknown abilities and information, making it more dangerous for hunters to perform their missions.
Of course, Kaxiu didn't care. It was better to be stronger, because he came here to get familiar with the ability of illusion to attract spirit.
This is also the reason why Kaxiu continuously changes three forms of spirit to kill. Among them, the Nandou Hongjiu Fist spirit is the best.
The most cost-effective and lethal.
Deep inside the Knight's Castle, behind the dilapidated courtyard, there was a path leading to the forest on the top of the mountain. The sky was quite dark, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the breeze blew, bringing a rustling sound.
Kaxiu stood on the path and vaguely sensed something unusual in the forest, a dangerous aura emanating from it.
He looked at Qiangwei who seemed quite interested and said, "You go down the mountain first and wait for me beside the carriage to make a bonfire."
Rose opened her mouth, but finally nodded.
She turned around and left obediently. Kaxiu strode towards the forest, where two or three defeated Nether Knights had just run. Their figures slowly moved farther and farther away on the trail.
This is a dense forest. In summer, the lush leaves block the already dim light above, causing the open spaces to be filled with overlapping shadows, making it impossible to see the gullies clearly.
Ah! Roar!
Two screams were heard, lasting only a moment.
The fleeing Nether Knights died, but it was not Kashu who did it, but a mysterious figure in a heavy black robe.
He or she wore a pure white mask with twisted lines like tree roots on the surface. The exposed eyes were not like those of ordinary people, but the pupils were white and the surroundings were black.
There is a mysterious and evil feeling.
The black robe covered the entire figure, with only a dark golden line inlaid at the end of the long run, which brought a sense of gorgeousness.
He stretched out a hand, wearing a pure black glove, but his five fingers were grasping a huge sickle. Blood was slowly dripping from the sickle.
On both sides were the Nether Knights, separated from their horses, physically separated. That is, their upper bodies, which looked like humans, were cut off, and their lower bodies, horses, fell sideways, and blood gushed out.
The black-robed man slowly moved the sickle and nailed it to the ground.
In front of us, a huge dead tree stood there, as thick as half the size of the room. Its wrinkled bark was twisted and looked like the wrinkles on an old man's face, or like densely packed scales.
In the center of the dead tree's trunk, circles of marks similar to tree rings spread out, forming an elliptical ring.
At first glance, it looks a bit like a two-person whirlpool.
It was already sunset, and the dim light shining on the vortex was actually accompanied by a thin gray mist.
The tree scar seemed to have really formed a vortex channel.
Waiting for the night to fall completely and leading to an unknown place.
Ta-ta-ta…
A series of undisguised footsteps gradually approached.
Kaxiu's figure just appeared ten meters away.
Swish! The black-robed man disappeared in an instant, and appeared behind Kaxiu the next second, swinging the sickle in his hand to form a full moon.
The blade tore through the air, making a sharp scream.
Just as the sickle was about to approach Kasu, a huge monster hit the man in black like a cannonball.
The blood vulture swooped down and broke down more than a dozen trees in succession.
The man in black robe groaned and disappeared again. He returned to the dead tree, as if he had not made any move just now.
However, the glove on the right hand holding the sickle had been torn, indicating that the collision just now was not just an illusion.
Kaxiu glanced over from a distance of ten meters.
He suddenly saw the back of the black-robed man's exposed right hand.
The mark of Black Rain Villa is extremely clear...