Just as Knight A was getting ready for battle, the quarrels among the evil spirits outside became increasingly fierce.
Now it has reached the point of dividing Fang Ning's arms and thighs... Hearing this, Fang Ning became more and more angry and angry.
But at this moment, the fire dragon swayed and disappeared, and a flying sword that was as black as a demon, filled with sinister energy and filled with murderous intent appeared out of the sky!
Under such drastic changes, the evil spirits immediately stopped quarreling, glanced at each other, and immediately dispersed, forming a net in the sky and on the ground in all directions.
"I heard that dragons can change at will, and it turns out that seeing it is better than hearing it a hundred times. It's really true!" The largest fit evil ghost praised the other ghosts.
"Hmph, it's just a young dragon born in the lower world with limited means. Even if it can change, how can it escape our pursuit? It's just a dying struggle!" A fit evil ghost on the opposite side mocked.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and let's do it together!" The largest fit evil ghost still vaguely felt the terror of this black flying sword, and immediately gave the order.
As soon as it finished speaking, it opened its mouth and countless violent sound waves suddenly shot through the air!
The same goes for other evil spirits, who also spit out sound waves.
For a time, sound waves intertwined and vibrated endlessly in the surrounding circle, and even the space seemed to be broken!
Even the tiniest dust was shaken into nothingness at this moment!
Although they are violent in nature, cruel and bloodthirsty, their fighting talents are extremely high, comparable to the war demons in the demon world. They have always been the main force in the war between the two worlds and have extremely strong coordination capabilities.
Since this dragon is good at changing, it can naturally become bigger and smaller, and is good at dodging. Physical attacks are obviously not effective, so this kind of sonic attack can be perfectly restrained.
Even though the fit devil who led the attack didn't say anything about this, the other devils knew it and launched the same attack at the same time!
Just the next moment, the black sword disappeared, dodged the siege of countless sound waves, and then appeared behind the headless evil ghost!
"Living is only pain, life is just a moment, and only eternal death can give you true relief!"
Above the black sword, a voice suddenly appeared, and then it stabbed into the heart of the headless evil spirit.
"This is impossible!" The headless evil ghost stopped for a moment and wanted to turn around to take a look, but found that it had no head at all.
Then the entire evil spirit fell apart, and a strong man who was close to the peak of the sea level couldn't even resist a single blow!
That black flying sword has such powerful attack power!
This change immediately shocked the evil spirits who were surrounding the Internet.
They instantly lifted the encirclement and gathered together, working together to hold up a blood-red tent!
The quick transition between offense and defense makes him worthy of being called the Demon Guard, the elite of the ghost world.
"Well, sir, although your line is a bit shameful, it's really not weak in power... I admire it." Fang Ning praised.
"Do you think I said that shameful line just now?" The uncle did not admit it.
"Well, who else besides you? Such shamelessness is rare." Fang Ning was very surprised.
"It's this broken sword itself... After being infused with mana by the God of Death, it actually became spiritual. I had been holding it for so long without any movement, and even after going through a lot of trouble to upgrade it to the mythical level, it still didn't work. This God of Death only gave it to it. With the added effect of magical skills, you can develop spiritual wisdom. It's really shameless." The uncle said angrily.
"Oh, sure enough, gods are gods, and there are always things that mortals cannot compare to." Fang Ning understood very well.
"Whose side are you on? You actually took the opportunity to scold me." The uncle said very depressed.
"Stop talking nonsense and fight you while I'm still angry." Fang Ning didn't expect the uncle to be so sensitive and quickly changed the subject.
"Didn't you distract me first?" The uncle said depressedly, and then concentrated his threads to deal with the evil ghosts gathered in front of him.
The black sword aimed at the blood-red tent and pierced through it suddenly, and then a voice sounded from the sword.
"Inanimate things are boring to kill..."
As soon as the voice fell, the blood-red tent moved slightly, showing no signs of damage.
Compared with the previous movements of assassinating the headless giant ghost, now it was like pebbles being thrown into the sea.
At this time, the fit evil spirits hiding in the blood-red tent began to quarrel fiercely again.
"No, why did it suddenly become so powerful? The dragon-transformed flying sword is obviously only as powerful as a ten-thousand-year-old ghost, but it can kill a fit evil ghost with more than twenty-thousand years of cultivation."
"Hmph, this is not simple. That sword is a divine weapon! Look at it, it can speak human language." A shrewd fit evil ghost said.
"Hiss, this is normal. After all, it is a dragon. It is normal to carry an artifact with you. We are indeed careless. We have not fought for a long time, which has reduced our combat intuition a lot." An evil ghost said with some frustration.
"What should we do? Although we can still resist now, the initiative is no longer with us. It can leave and fight whenever it wants."
"Hold on, this is the ghost world, and the energy is thin. The opponent cannot borrow power from the outside world, even if it carries a large amount of elixirs. Using the divine weapon will inevitably consume a huge amount of mana, and it is impossible to use it indefinitely." The largest evil body fit Ghost, finally make the decision.
Hearing this, the other evil spirits calmed down and did not object. After all, it was impossible for them to watch a dragon slip away from their mouths!
As evil ghost guards, they can also know some information from the top.
The ghost world is on the verge of extinction, with a lifespan of less than a thousand years. Who can survive depends on who is stronger.
Just like the world of the dead next door, the god of death rules everything and can concentrate all power on himself, so that he can survive until the end. As for other undead spirits, they will naturally die completely.
While they were discussing, the black sword had already pierced countless times across the blood-red tent.
But these punctures were all in vain.
And the sounds coming from the black sword are getting more and more sad.
"It's boring. What's the point of beating such a dead thing?"
"Let us go and kill in the mortal world, take away the lives of those fools, and let them understand the true meaning of death!"
"No matter how hard you try, it's useless. This blood-red curtain is not life. Master, I can only get excited when I see blood!" Heijian muttered.
The uncle was so angry that he said fiercely to Fang Ning: "Damn it, I want to return it! The God of Death really tricked us! The relief effect of the blessing is completely useless now!"
"Calm down, let me coordinate. Anyway, those evil spirits are on the defensive, and we still have nearly an hour to arrange them." Fang Ning quickly comforted them.
At this time, in the entertainment room on the second floor of the System Hotel, Heishui and Heiguao were no longer playing backgammon, but looking at the big screen hanging on the wall.
There is a live broadcast of the battle outside, and they naturally want to see the effect of the transaction just now.
After seeing what was happening, the two gods had already discussed it among themselves without Fang Ning asking.
"Your Majesty the God of Death, it seems that the effect of your magical gift of relief is not very good. Others just created a formation defense and blocked it. This limitation is a bit too big. It has to be assassinated into the physical body to be effective. You didn't just do that. Talk about this..." Black Pot gloated.
Unlike Fang Ning, the God of Cookery is a god after all. He naturally understands how much benefit the God of Death got from the deal just now. At least a little bit of his divine power has been restored.
"Well, even a god cannot be perfect. The power of this move is not compromised at all. Wasn't that evil ghost just killed instantly? Offense and defense immediately switched. The opponent could only defend, but did not dare to attack rashly. "Heishui said harshly.
Fang Ning had not left the entertainment room since just now. When he heard this, he immediately asked, "Does the God of Death have any solution to this situation?"
"Of course we have this, as long as you buy another death package..." Heishui said calmly.
"What a shame, I knew this was a bottomless pit! It was right what it said just now, it really wasn't a one-time deal!" After hearing this, the uncle immediately said angrily.
"Calm down, your problem now is that you don't have enough money," Fang Ning reassured, "Let's see what He says first."
"With Death's Touch, anything touched will immediately disintegrate into nothingness as long as it has no god-level defense. This is an excellent trick to use in conjunction with the Gift of Liberation." Heishui immediately recommended.
"Uh, I wonder if there are any restrictions on this?" Fang Ning had just learned his lesson and didn't dare to ask the uncle to pay the bill rashly again.
"Well, the duration is only ten seconds. It can destroy any defense below the god level. It is just ineffective against powerful life forms. That's the limitation." Heishui said very frankly.
"Uncle, do you want to buy it? Please note that you don't have much time to think. The gift of relief only lasts for one hour." Fang Ning asked cautiously.
"Well, it's not bad, anyway, ten seconds is enough for me to kill ten evil ghosts!" The uncle said through gritted teeth.
The next moment, a pure white airflow the size of a room appeared again, pouring into one of the remaining eight black bubbles.
More than half an hour passed before the black bubbles were barely filled.
Fang Ning understands that this is probably the upper limit of the power that the uncle can output at one time, and it can only reach this point at the fastest.
After all, the gift of liberation has a time limit, and I will not waste any time now.
Then the black sword appeared in the entertainment room again, and the black water swallowed the black bubble filled with pure mana, and another jet-black aura like ink was attached to the black sword.
The sword has become extremely black...
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At this moment, the evil spirits outside were huddled under the blood-red curtain, preparing all defenses and preparing to persist until the opponent's power was exhausted.
Some were covered with pieces of white bone and scales, and some were covered in flesh and blood, becoming even larger.
Some become a mass of nothingness that cannot be detected by the naked eye.
Some of them separated directly, turned back into three evil ghosts, and then continued to change, turning into balls of blood.
They obviously went to great lengths to save their lives.
When the black sword suddenly disappeared from sight again, their vigilance suddenly rose to the highest level!
From the attack just now, they knew that this sword could teleport!
Sure enough, when the black sword appeared again, its murderous intent was even stronger, like the most venomous snake staring at its prey.
The next moment, it sprinted towards a place with the densest concentration of evil spirits!
"Bang" The blood-red curtain, which was originally extremely solid, was like a bubble, shattering at a touch.
Then four or five huge evil spirits were pierced and hit by the black sword one after another.
All their defenses are completely useless at this moment!
It fell apart and disappeared without a trace!
"Run!" The largest fit devil shouted and was the first to fly outside!
The other evil spirits had long been afraid, but they finally understood that the real dragon was sacred and inviolable!
At this moment, they do not seek to run faster than the black sword, they only seek to run faster than other evil ghosts.
All of a sudden, the remaining seventeen or eight evil ghosts fled in all directions!
As expected, his fighting instincts were high enough. When they ran away, I finally failed to achieve full success. In the end, I only assassinated eleven of them, which was just over half.