Chapter 537 Lucian's ruthlessness (the third more asks for monthly pass recommendation tickets)
The spear transformed by Pirimas was blocked by "Pale Justice", and felt the power equivalent to the legendary realm for the demon king, so he instantly stepped back, revealing his body full of puss, squinting at Natasha, who seemed to be shaking even when she was standing, and spit out word by word: "Is your bloodline mutated? The more injured you are, the stronger you are?"
Natasha didn't speak anymore, holding her long sword tightly in front of Lucian, it seemed that this mutated bloodline ability was also suppressed by Pirimas' toxin, causing her reborn power to continue to flow quickly, so she could not attack, so she could only try to defend first.
Moreover, the wound infected by toxins in her abdomen was difficult to heal, and the large amount of blood loss also caused her body to weaken.
Pilimas's voice was raised, looking very neurotic, full of tyrannical emotions: "Spells are triggered, magic item stress generates defense, and bloodline abilities mutate, can't you two let me kill properly? It's so hateful, it's so disgusting, what's the use of you resisting? Isn't it the same that I will kill you? Isn't it good for everyone to save some time?"
Lucian was like a person who couldn't drink and drank three bottles of Rice wine, his brain was dull and slow, and he seemed powerless to think of ways to deal with it, let alone cast magic, he could only vaguely feel the power of the curse with the help of the bloodline, from the lungs, from the stomach to the vicinity of the neck, and then spread to his brain through the neck, and this cursed power also seemed to have begun to affect the body functions, except for the left hand, the rest of the parts gradually showed symptoms of weakness.
"No, we must find a way to get rid of this 'drunken' situation, otherwise we will surely die."
"We must not give up on self-help and wait for rescue, then 99.99% of the time will die before reinforcements arrive."
"Natasha is dangerous!"
One by one, chaotic thoughts came to Lucian's mind, and he waved them weakly, trying to seize the inspiration to get out of the situation.
At some point, Pilimas had two more dagger-sized swords in his hand, covered with a layer of dark green decaying liquid, which dripped onto the ground from time to time, dyeing an area black and corrupting.
"This is all your failure to cooperate, you will be punished!" Pilimas said angrily, and then began a stormy attack at a speed that Lucian could not capture, and the surrounding area gradually became a wriggling black, a twisted dark green, and a disgusting pale yellow, so that everyone who entered this area would be suppressed by curses, toxins, and diseases.
This is the semi-illusory will realm that only the ninth-level golden knight has.
Taking into account the "pale justice" in Natasha's hands, Pilimas did not attack head-on, but relied on the suppression of the field of speed and will, constantly looking for gaps in Natasha's swordsmanship, and then pierced a wound with two stabbing swords.
Although Natasha has the ability to mutate bloodlines that become stronger the more injured she is, her own strength is far inferior to that of Pirimas, and she is invaded by the "Powerless Kiss".
Fortunately, Natasha relied on her airtight defense and "Pale Justice" to suppress the demon bloodline and evil realm, barely blocking the attack of the "Venom Demon", but as time went by, the effect of the "Powerless Kiss" became more and more obvious, and her strength gradually weakened.
Relying on the stimulation brought by the wound, Natasha's strength regained a little, but her breathing became heavier and heavier, like a tightly tied bow, not knowing when it would break.
Suddenly, Pilimas dodged "Pale Justice" and bullied her in front of her in a strange posture with his back facing Natasha, and slammed his right elbow backwards, hitting her in the middle of her chest.
Snapping, rows of ribs broke sounded, and bright red blood flushed out of Natasha's mouth, she only had time to return the sword and slash, blocking Pirimas' next attack and flying backwards, crashing into the wall next to Lucian.
With a bang, the walls of the secret room shrouded in the divine magic array appeared with broken traces.
Pilimas was worried about being slashed by the "legendary longsword" that obviously restrained the demonic bloodline, so he did not exhaust his opponent until death with a successful move as before, but first preserved himself and not be touched by the "pale justice", otherwise Natasha would have died at his hands.
"You shouldn't be able to stand up now, right?" Pilimas said excitedly and bloodthirstily, and then roared nervously, "You, what are you still doing standing up? Lie down obediently and let me kill you!"
Lucian watched Natasha beside him standing up with difficulty, drops of blood mixed with sweat dripping on the ground, covered with rotten scars, but still unswervingly raised his long sword and made a gesture of protection, his heart suddenly soured.
"Unless I die, you can't go beyond me half a step."
Under the serious injury, Natasha's voice was not so weak, but her weak condition did not change its essence.
Lucian hated his powerlessness very much at this time, and when he could not use his mental power, he could only be regarded as half a great knight, and he could not enter a high-level battle at all.
"We must get out of this predicament!"
"We must restore the use of mental power!"
"If you want to recover your mental power, you must first remove the curse."
"How to remove the curse?"
Lucian's head was bloodshot, his thinking was sluggish, and he felt the power of the curse pouring into his mind through his neck.
"I announce that the object I hate the most has changed from a magician to you! This kind of mutant bloodline that is more injured and stronger is so disgusting!" Pilimas was furious, but this did not affect his strength at all, but became more bloodthirsty and crazy.
The angry mental emotions and chaotic bloodline characteristics did not make Pilimas lose his basic knightly judgment, and he still relied on his speed and agility to attack like a storm, bullying Natasha to protect Lucian, bullying her for her lack of strength and inconvenience in movement.
The silver-purple blood dripped to the ground, and Lucian seemed to hear the countdown to Natasha's life, and a sense of despair and self-hatred arose spontaneously.
But for Lucian, this despair is not accompanied by giving up, but by conditioned unyielding, and the spirit of never giving up is integrated into his soul from the moment the "Symphony of Destiny" is played.
Emotions such as irritability, anxiety, despair, and self-loathing disappeared one after another, even though Lucian's brain was still in a "drunk" state, numb and sluggish, and regained a little ability to think because there was no interference from negative emotions.
"The power of the curse seems to be the ...... that affects the body and soul by affecting the brain"
"It fuses with the body's bloodline, has a steady stream of follow-up power, and then uses the neck as a bridge to enter the brain...... Sooner or later, my mental power will be completely crushed and I will enter a 'drunken dream'...... This may be what Pilimas said that the longer it drags on, the better the effect......"
After struggling to analyze the impact of the cursed power, Lucian couldn't find a solution to it, because it required magic to break the curse, and he was now suppressed by the curse, making it difficult to cast magic, so he fell into a dead loop.
"Is there any other way?" Lucian examined his body and found that only his left hand had residual strength.
"Left hand?"
"It is not affected by the power of the curse!"
Lucian's deep pupils suddenly dilated!
At this time, with a bang, Natasha was hit against the wall by Pirimas again, but the soundproofing of the secret room and the defense of the magic circle made the nobles outside unaware.
Sliding off the wall, Natasha supported the ground with her left hand and wanted to stand up, but her wrist suddenly weakened, and her whole body fell down again with a snap, and a kind of weak sadness emanated.
But Natasha didn't give up, she was still trying, even if Pilimas had already come over, she didn't interrupt her persistence, she would die anyway, so she had to work hard again before she really closed her eyes!
"Wow, get up, you got up, I want to see if you can get up again!" Pirimas shouted with the joy of a madman, full of mockery at Natasha's powerless struggle.
Then he turned to look at Lucian, pressed his left hand on his chest, and bowed slightly: "You two go to hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up two stabbing swords and stabbed them in the heads of Lucian and Natasha.
Lucian raised his left hand swayingly, but the sword was already in front of him, and everything seemed to come to an end.
At this time, when there was a sound, Natasha's figure appeared again in front of Lucian, the wounds on her body were so hideous, and her feet were so vain, but it seemed that there was a spiritual strength that made her stand up and block Pirimas' two stabbing swords with "Pale Justice".
Natasha's long purple hair had been scattered back in waves, covering her blood-stained face and making it impossible to see her eyes clearly.
Such a scene left a deep impression on Lucian, but he didn't have time to think so much, and his left hand suddenly exerted force.
Pilimas shouted angrily: "You can still stand up!"
"Don't shatter your bones, don't fall!" Natasha seemed to be crying out with her soul, but the loss of her power was so severe that the mutated bloodline could not make up for it, and the "pale justice" showed a tendency to sag.
At this time, Pirimas' eyes widened and he saw Lucian behind Natasha, the five fingers of his left hand were opened, and he thrust into his neck fiercely, blood gushed out, spilling Natasha's back.
"Is he going to commit suicide?"
The pain, the unimaginable nervous pain made Lucian almost roll over in pain, but fortunately he had no strength all over his body.
Holding back the pain, without pursuing precision, Lucian's five fingers of his left hand were stiff, moving as if he were about to break something, and the cursed power that surged into his brain disappeared as soon as he touched the aura of the mysterious existence of the Silver Moon and the Necromancer Realm.
The "Weak Kiss" itself is at the level of level nine, but the toxin has been canceled, and the remaining cursed power is naturally difficult to exist in front of the "Left Hand of God"!
Black gas rushed out of Lucian's neck like a snake and dissipated into the air.
The central nervous system was broken, and Lucian couldn't feel the part below the head at all at this time, but for a magician, as long as the head is still there and the soul is still there, then everything is still there!
The spiritual power surged like a hurricane on the sea, and the cursed power without backup was gradually defeated, suppressed to the corner, and close to collapse.
"He has a problem with his left hand!"
When Pirimas saw the black gas disappear, he suddenly became alert, not caring about killing Natasha first, trying to bypass the magician who was trying to solve her trouble.
However, he didn't care too much, a magician with only six or seven rings might not be able to break his semi-illusory will realm!
But at this time, he saw Lucian pull out his left hand and heard a rugged voice that didn't sound like a human:
"Soul imprisonment!"
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