Chapter 676 Direction

In the streets where silver, white, crimson, and darkness intersected, Ince Zangwill noticed that there were crimson and yellowish flames approaching him, as if intending to surround him.

At this time, an illusory, indescribable figure rose from the ground, holding up the dark red rusty long sword that was bounced by Cottman.

Ince Zangwill took over the illusory long sword, and slashed at the surrounding flames. The flames retreated immediately, and the flames were dimmed, as if they had been suppressed by some invisible force.

Continuing to use his spiritual body to resist the lightning for himself, Ince Zangwill took the quill and wrote on his priest robe while moving.

'Yan Cotman has been active in the sea for many years, and his tyranny has disgusted many spiritual creatures in the sea. At this moment, he unscrupulously vented his anger in Damir Port, which attracted the attention of an unknown existence in the spirit world. It found Kottman, and it was going to attack! '

Located in a certain mirror, Klein wearing a pitch-black crown was inspired. He found that the environment on the street suddenly became dark, and the gloom and coldness became real. This feeling.

Existing in a spirit state, he was keenly aware that unknown creatures were coming through the spirit world and approaching this area.

At the same time, the Storm Bishop suddenly turned around in the midair, only to see that the void became transparent, and strangely shaped, slippery tentacles with teeth pierced through the gap between illusion and reality, rolling towards him.

Kottman snorted, no longer caring about dealing with the two demigods on the ground, his robe swelled, creating a violent air current, and slapped these tentacles heavily, as if blasting them back into the spirit world.

Those tentacles were slapped like twigs in a strong wind and flinched, but at this moment, the transparent area of ​​the void suddenly expanded, and bloody arms protruded from it, each holding a pitch-black sickle. , they brandished sickles and attacked Kottman.

Looking in from those tentacles and arms, Kottman caught a glimpse of the other end of the illusory world, an unknown creature that has not yet fully entered reality, a huge skull made of countless corpses of different races.

Those tentacles, those arms protruded from the eye sockets of that skull, and in the eye sockets of that behemoth, there was still a huge blood-red flame floating.

"Go back!" Kottman roared, creating lightning and strong winds, like a storm erupting in the air, 'pushing' those tentacles and arms back to the illusory world, making them return to the spirit world.

While Bishop Storm was busy dealing with the attracted spirit world creatures, Ince Zangwill swung the dark red rusty long sword, making the flames swirling around him shy and afraid to approach him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man in the priest's robe ran towards the bronze gate that was used to deal with the Jagged Cross demigod before, and threw himself into the gate without hesitation, as if committing suicide into the world inside the gate.

The surrounding flames gathered in an instant, forming the figure of Dean Wingeris. There was no smile on the demigod's face. He suddenly raised his hand, and the crimson spouted in his hand, forming a huge flaming spear in an instant.

He swung his arm, letting the flaming spear roar like a cannonball, chasing after Ince Zangwill. Those black and green vines, those arms, and those terrifying things in the door all grabbed the flaming spear, wanting to Intercepted, but were torn off by spears and ignited by flames.

The flaming spear was finally thrown into the dark world inside the door, where a dim fireball burst out, and then the door closed and disappeared with a shake.

At the same time, the figure of Ince Zangwill also disappeared.

The demigod eyes of the Jagged Cross were slightly dull, and then glanced at Kottman who was still dealing with the creatures in the spirit world in the midair, and then without hesitation, his body turned into flames and shot up into the sky, forming a flaming spear in midair, quickly Throw in the opposite direction to Cottman.

In the mid-air, Cotman lowered the forest of thunder towards the creature in the spirit world, and finally let it completely retreat to the spirit world, and roared unwillingly and quickly walked away.

After a while, the transparency of the void disappeared, which made Cottman heave a sigh of relief. But when this burly and tall man cast his eyes on the ground, there was nowhere to be seen Ince Zangwill.

And in front of him, in a very far place, a little fire was going away rapidly, and it seemed that he couldn't catch up, so the archbishop of the storm could only hum heavily, his eyes swept the street below, and then turned around, blowing the wind , flying in the direction of the Roths sea area.

A big battle has come to an end.

Klein, who was hiding in the mirror, immediately ended the call to himself, and suddenly returned above the gray mist. When the familiar majestic palace came into view, Klein sat on the high-backed chair that belonged to the Fool.

He closed his eyes, replaying the battle that took place in Port Damir in his mind, reviewing all the details, and assembled Ince Zangwill's strength puzzle to prepare for the future revenge.

Through today's observations, he has a relatively comprehensive understanding of Ince Zangwill's strength, and confirmed that the man possesses the abilities of 'Gatekeeper' and 'Night Watchman', and with the assistance of spirit bodies, he is the most difficult to deal with The most important thing is the quill, which can even 'write' a terrifying and powerful spirit creature, so that Cottman has to be distracted, allowing Ince Zangwill to find a chance to escape.

"That quill can fabricate all kinds of coincidences. As long as Ince Zangwill is discussed, it will be noticed. This makes it difficult to set up traps and lure Ince Zangwill into the game."

"Scenes like today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reappear in the future. To deal with Ince Zangwill, you have to find a way to restrain that quill first, which is very difficult."

"But, I finally have a direction!"

Klein showed a funny smile like a clown, then wrapped himself with spirituality, and his figure disappeared above the gray mist.

Port of Damir.

Xifa cautiously poked his head out from behind the chimney, observed from a distance, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he breathed out: "They're all gone, they're all gone at last."

"The battle of the demigods is really scary, and the ability of the one-eyed dragon is even more weird. Coupled with the assistance of the 0-level sealed item of the spectator path, it is very difficult to get rid of him."

"The destructive power of the Jagged Knight is indeed exaggerated, but it is lacking in weirdness. I don't think their hunting will be fruitful. It is very difficult to block the boost brought by the sealed item."

Xifa rubbed his cheeks: "Whatever it is, they will give me corresponding contributions anyway."

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