Chapter 242 Under the Gray Fog

"Ron, Ron!"

As Victoria led the divine power of the Resurrection Technique to flow around Ron's body, Ron's charred body was repaired at a rapid rate that was visible to the naked eye. Ron himself also slowly levitated under the guidance of the divine technique, and his whole body Golden light overflows.

"Resurrection?" Kaogha tilted his head slightly and glanced at the succubus who also slowed down his attack. "It seems that my heart has also given a lot of benefits, huh?"

"Even an ugly creature like you can still feel the specialness of this mortal... But what is the difference?"

It was naturally impossible for Caogha's question to be answered by Sarisha. This war-mad succubus just slowed down for a moment, and soon struck at the lust demon in front of him with lightning speed. Inevitably, he gave up thinking for the time being and focused on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

But compared to the acuity of the two, Brogmir, who was fighting Sera hard, did not have such a gap. After witnessing Ron being killed by his sneak attack, the barbarian almost overdrawn his life force in exchange for The most powerful force. And when Ron was resurrected by Victoria, the magic in her body that should have disappeared long ago became active again, like a dead tree blooming with spring!

Brogmire thought this was all crazy! How could a weak mortal ant fight with him for such a long time? How dare she fight with herself for such a long time!

"Okay!" A cunning and vicious smile appeared on the huge bull's head again, "Let's see how many spells your priest has to resurrect him!"

"You don't seem to want him to die? I must let him take the first step - flame attack!"

"No--"

When the terrifying flames fell from the sky again, almost everyone fell into despair. Sylvia almost immediately cut off part of the support to Sera, and instead built a protective energy barrier, trying to protect Ron's energy. The body is shrouded in it to avoid the coming fatal blow.

But several spellcasters understand that this is in vain: as an attack method in divine magic, flame strike is not just as simple as flames, but the blasphemous energy contained in it will also send Ron back to the embrace of death. As for this part of the offensive, Sylvia was simply helpless.

However, just as the suffocating attack was about to arrive, Ron's eyes suddenly opened at this moment!

He turned over and stood up, and Brogmire saw clearly: this mortal's eyes seemed to have lost their eyeballs at this moment, and only a faint gray mist escaped from his head. And when he raised his right hand, the demon's proud flame attack technique disappeared into the entire plane instantly like a mud cow entering the sea!

"Boss, I'm alive!" The goblin hunter, who could only perform trivial harassment work, was overjoyed. However, the next second, when he saw Ron's face as he turned his head, he was so scared that his soul almost flew away. , "Boss, boss, what's wrong with your eyes?!"

Ron didn't answer. He was in a strange state at the moment, as if he was sleepwalking. He turned halfway and stretched out his other hand towards Drivedo:

"Bring the bow and arrows."

"Uh, what?" Dreyfus was a little confused. As the person who had known Ron for the longest time, he swore that he had never seen Ron use a bow and arrow!

"Give it to him," You's figure was erratic. As an undead creature, she didn't know why, but she felt a natural fear of Ron, like seeing a natural enemy. "The way he looks now... doesn't feel right."

The goblin hunter didn't know what was going on, but he still chose to believe in Ron now - even if the gray mist flowing out of his eyes was about to wrap his whole body in it.

"Oh, I like ordinary people who show off their abilities best," Brogmire watched as Ron took the bow and arrow, swept it out with an axe, and knocked Sera, who had lost arcane support, to the ground and vomited blood. "They always shout Just because of 'friendship' or 'bondage', he rushes to die."

"They always get what they want and are trampled under my feet, and I can taste the ultimate despair and the wailing deep in the soul. So... come on! Let me crush every bone of yours, little one Mage!"

Facing the devil's provocation, Ron's face seemed to have lost the ability to change expressions. The thin gray mist condensed into a pure color mask on his face. He opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and his waist followed the bowstring. The body is tight and slightly arched. Something in his blood seemed to be breaking out of the cocoon, giving him an almost innate sensitivity and proficiency with bows and arrows.

But this is only the beginning.

As Ron's arrow was raised, aiming at the demon in front of him, arcane energy spurted out of his body and snaked up his arm. A cold breath followed his fingers, It wrapped around the arrow without any spells or spellcasting actions!

"This is...freeze ray?!"

The vampire mage watched in horror as Ron poured arcane magic into the arrow with almost no additional actions. Her expression at the moment was as if she had seen a ghost: "Benefactor, when did you learn to do this?" A technology?”

Ron didn't answer. As his arrow carrying arcana left the string, he quickly turned into an afterimage. Driven by the accelerated time flow around him, he rushed towards the stunned person. And Brogmir is facing a formidable enemy.

At this moment, Ron's figure was hazy, and mirror images appeared around him. The preface of the weaving method kept turning pages near him, and spells covered Ron one after another - the spells released before he was hit by the flame strike seemed not to be released by him!

"You are bluffing!" Facing the weird opponent, Brogmir took out all his strength, and the magic given by Bafomei emerged with the chanting of the devil. These spells not only acted on himself, but Ron was also the target of its spells.

"Got you!"

Brogmir's eyes flashed, and Ron's real position was locked by it. The giant axe in his hand was wrapped in a gust of wind and chopped him in half. Not to mention that Ron was not careful in dealing with it, even if he reacted a little slower, he would have to return to the world called "Death Realm" again!

"Be careful of its changes!" Regardless of her own injuries, Sera, who had just been supported by Victoria, shook off the priest with all her might, risking her wounds to burst open in order to warn Ron, who had almost no close combat experience. To the despair of the barbarian, Ron seemed to have turned a deaf ear to her warning and continued to charge straight at the demon's axe!

As Brogmir's axe swept past, the sound of bubbles breaking rang out in the air, and Ron's mirror image was extinguished, and he himself instantly disappeared from the spot. When his figure reappeared, he was already in the blind spot behind the demon's head!