Maybe these black-robed people, like those ghost wolves, are also sacrifices of this ceremony!
Thinking more deeply, is it possible that only with sacrifices can this magical ritual of the Enlightenment Society create a higher-level mutated "demon" creature similar to the mutated werewolf?
After all, whether it is the mutated swamp poisonous lizard injected with potion or the mutated ghost wolf summoned by the ice mage in black robe.
Although they should be several times stronger than their original bodies, they actually have no tendency to evolve into human form, and in terms of intelligence, they still seem to be just ordinary monsters.
"These six black-robed men might not even be considered puppets." Mark clutched the cross necklace tightly and said to Monica with a serious look, "Remember the phantom wolf corpse in the phantom wolf king's lair? These six might also be—"
"You're right. The longer the night, the more trouble there is. We can't let the ceremony continue!"
Monica also agreed with Mark's idea. Even if the six people in front of her were not the kind of sacrifices that Mark mentioned, they were indifferent to the attack of the three-person team.
It could only mean that the ceremony before them had reached an extremely important stage, and they couldn't stop!
Monica raised her arm and signaled to Anna on the top of the mountain, asking Anna to continue shooting at the holy light shield that was eroding the giant beast's skeleton.
Then the wings of shadow cut through the moonlight, and Monica appeared beside the black-robed man closest to her.
The wrist blade, wrapped in dark purple shadow power, decisively slashed towards the neck of the black-robed man under his hood.
The black-robed man didn't make any move to resist or defend himself, but Monica's movements were not as quick and decisive as when she pierced the ice mage in the black-robed man. Instead, there was a pause.
Monica only felt the breaking sensation of the blade in her hand as it cut through the sun-dried wood that had lost all moisture.
“Crack, squeak—!”
Even though the feedback from her hands was very difficult, Monica still beheaded the man in black robe with one knife.
Dark green mucus spurted out from the broken neck of the beheaded man in black robe.
After the hood rolled off, the face revealed quickly transformed into a wooden head sculpture with wood-grain structure, and two gray-white crystals were embedded in the eye sockets.
The headless body still maintained its casting posture with its hands raised high.
The magic circle under its feet is still drawing magic power from its body to keep the magic ritual going.
Even though Monica blew the black-robed man with his head cut off out of the range of the magic circle with one wing, there was still a magical channel connecting him and the magic circle.
No matter whether it was Monica, Mark or Xiao Mu, none of them could affect the transmission of magic power through that channel.
The other five men in black robes who remained motionless also confirmed Mark's guess.
They are the sacrifices used by the Enlightenment Society to start the ceremony, and it makes no sense to them whether they fight back or not.
Or maybe the concept of fighting back against the enemy is simply not in their minds!
"Destroy as much as you can! I don't believe that destroying these offerings won't affect the Enlightenment Society's ceremony!"
Mark saw that Monica seemed to be about to stop, but he was not going to give up easily.
Now that it has come to this, he has no intention of waiting for Anna to completely corrode the holy light shield outside the giant beast's skeleton before taking action.
Anyway, they were just five standing targets, so it wouldn't take much effort to kill them.
"You guys take action too!"
When Mark swung the cross and smashed it on the head of a black-robed man, he couldn't help but think of his three useless "nightmare servants". He took them out of the pocket that originally contained Xiao Mu and threw them at the other three black-robed men.
I originally thought that with their combat power, they might not be able to play any role in this mission.
Now there are three living targets left, including Monica and Mark, and the man in black robes is just the right person to share with the three leeches.
Mark really made the most of it this time.
The three completely defenseless men in black robes were easily parasitized by the bone leeches.
Under normal circumstances, it would only take about an hour for a parasitic person to be completely controlled by the leech, and eventually everything in the body and soul would become food for the leech.
But right now these three puppets are in a completely defenseless state, and the three bone leeches should be able to control them faster.
Mark's instructions to them were to devour all the energy of the black-robed man with all his strength, hoping that this method could affect the operation of the magic ritual.
Perhaps as long as the energy of the magic circle is devoured by the bone leeches, the ritual will automatically fail.
The three nightmare servants over there can easily parasitize the black-robed man, and Monica can almost kill the defenseless black-robed man in one close combat blow.
But this does not mean that our Mark priests can do the same thing.
When his first cross hit the black-robed man, it made a crisp metallic collision sound, and the rebound force made his hands numb.
He transformed the cross into a lighter sickle shape, and swung it like a hoe, aiming it at the head of the black-robed man who was standing motionless on the ground!
"Holy Judgment! Holy Judgment! Holy Judgment!"
As if to cooperate with Mark, Xiao Mu, whose attack ability was questionable, also followed him and quickly stabbed his tentacles towards the black-robed puppet in front of him, which was probably made of metal.
Even when using the only active attack skill, Mark's Holy Judgment could only barely break the defense of the black-robed puppet.
And his own attacks don't come with vampire rose seeds.
On the contrary, Xiao Mu, who has a lot of tentacles, can always plant vampire rose seeds in the body of the metal black robe puppet with every wave of tentacles.
Perhaps before long, Mark and his team will have another "seedbed" for producing vampire roses and abnormal holy water.
However, before the metal puppet was covered with vampire roses, Mark struck him on the head with another divine judgment.
“Ding—hum!!!”
This time the sound of the collision was extremely dull, like an invisible death knell!
A bone-chilling wave suddenly erupted from the point where the sickle landed!
The moment the cross sickle touched the puppet's head, the hard shell suddenly became translucent!
A stream of dark blue smoke uncontrollably emerged from all the holes and joints of the puppet's body!
These blue light mists seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force, emitting a silent scream, and were sucked into Mark's cross sickle in an instant!
Mark also felt a cold suction coming from the sickle in his hand, as if it was swallowing something.
However, the metal puppet in black robe, which had been motionless, began to tremble violently and strangely, as if its spine had been pulled out.
Just a blink of an eye!
All the dark blue light was swallowed up.
The puppet's shell instantly regained its hardness, but at the same time it also lost all support and spirituality.
"Bang!"
The heavy metal shell completely fell apart and smashed to the ground, turning into a pile of cold, empty scrap metal without a trace of life.
But he couldn't even maintain the appearance of a puppet!
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