Chapter 56
"Become the cornerstone of my coming." He spread his hands strangely, and the bones behind him floated up as if they had self-awareness, and gradually formed into a huge bone dragon with the sound of bones colliding.
"How can it be so big!" Zhu Changan opened his mouth wide. He maintained a vigilant posture and looked at the bone dragon nervously.
It floated strangely and quietly in front of the bone dragon. A dark light flashed, and the shadow of a brush appeared in its hand. The dark green pen shaft emitted a faint black aura.
The shadow of the bone dragon cast down from above, and the three of them instinctively took a few steps back. They saw it open its mouth and make a roaring motion, but it seemed as if someone had pressed the mute button on it, and even after howling for a long time, no sound came out, which was faintly funny.
It's funny, but if you let your guard down, then you deserve to die.
"Get out of the way!" Mo Xuanji shouted.
The bone dragon charged down from above, unstoppable and unstoppable. The three of them quickly dodged to the side. A second before it hit the ground, it suddenly rose from the ground and changed direction.
Mo Xuanji noticed a strange, crystal-like shadow on the bone dragon's forehead. Using the wind to propel him to a higher vantage point, he watched the dragon's movements intently. Suddenly, his hair stood on end, and he immediately retreated. A streak of ink grazed his neck and struck where he had been resting.
The bones were blasted into pieces.
Mo Xuanji was startled and turned to look. She saw a strange figure waving a brush, streaks of ink appearing under the brush and flinging them towards the three people as it pleased.
Unable to dodge, Zhu Chang'an folded his arms in front of him. A stream of ochre light, accompanied by a thick, hard rock shield, emerged from beneath his feet, and a flash of ink flashed across it. The next second, the rock shield was split in two, and two lines of blood slowly appeared on Zhu Chang'an's arms.
Bright red blood slid down his arm, dripping onto the bones. From an angle where no one was paying attention, the blood gradually melted into the bones, leaving no trace.
"Chang'an!" Shen Liuxue's pupils shrank.
"It's just a superficial wound, nothing to worry about." Zhu Changan was still terrified. It was almost like his arm would have been broken if the ink mark had been a little stronger. "What the hell is going on? Why can this guy use two powers at the same time?"
Mo Xuanji stared closely at the movements on both sides, his brain working rapidly at this moment.
"The pen in the weird hand is an illusion." Why not hold a real pen? Is it because he can't hold it or shouldn't hold it?
There is also a Soul Locking Formation...
He didn't have much time to think. After the strange Mohen attack, it was followed by a whip from the bone dragon's tail.
It seemed that Guiyi rarely called upon such a huge amount of energy. After a few times, Mo Xuanji quickly discovered that although some attacks looked very lethal, their accuracy was not very good and the three of them could easily dodge them.
It seemed that the Bone Dragon was more difficult to deal with than Guiyi. Perhaps because he couldn't hit it, Guiyi became angry and increased his power output.
"Ha..." Zhu Changan dodged an attack in a not very nimble manner: "Look at this guy, doesn't he look like he's using a cannon to swat a mosquito? No matter how hard he tries, he can't hit it."
"Idiot! How can you compare yourself to a mosquito?" During the battle, Shen Liuxue couldn't help but complain.
"But... this guy is being way too extravagant. He's like he's not afraid of running out of energy, using his ultimate as a basic attack. Does an S-rank have that much energy reserve?"
All three of them adopted a conserving strategy during the battle to slow down their energy consumption. However, after a few rounds, their condition inevitably declined to a dangerous level. On the other hand, Weird, despite the extravagant fight, remained at full condition, barely breathing.
"Oh, that's right. Why does it seem like its energy is endless?" Zhu Changan finally discovered something was wrong.
Putting aside other things, just maintaining the Bone Dragon's form must have consumed a lot of energy, right? Back then, when that SS was taking his time and even had a break, it didn't make sense that an S-class would have better endurance than that.
It can't be that the three of them are too weak and are far from being able to put Guiyi under pressure, right?
Zhu Changan's brain was about to smoke. He couldn't help scratching his hair.
"The Black Water's strange energy comes from the water in the artificial lake. So, could this body, as the main body, also have some hidden energy source to sustain it?"
"Its energy comes from that brush. Every attack relies on the brush." A flash of inspiration came to Mo Xuanji's mind: "The strangeness can only take a shadow, which means that the real body cannot move freely."
He remembered reading on a bamboo slip that if it was inconvenient to use the main body of a magical instrument, one could use magic to draw out a phantom from it. As a replica, the phantom could share the original's abilities, but the effectiveness would be greatly reduced.
"The core of the magic circle is the physical body of this pen." Mo Xuanji raised his head, his eyes burning. "Its source of energy is most likely the souls sealed below."
"He's treating those souls as energy reserves and even squandering them recklessly!" Zhu Changan quickly figured it out. He felt a surge of anger rising up: "This is too much, too much! Can souls be treated as such? These guys are simply unforgivable!"
He roared and punched the ground. Sharp spikes kept emerging from the ground and stabbed at the weirdness.
Its strange gaze fixed on Mo Xuanji, and after a moment, it revealed a wicked smile: "Oh, I guessed it right. But so what? What good will it do to guess these things, other than making yourself more desperate?
"Hahahaha, give up struggling. You have nothing, but I have a huge energy reserve behind me. This is the energy from the souls of the dead on the ancient battlefield. You have no chance of winning."
"Damn it..." Zhu Changan clenched his fists.
The system suddenly spoke: "Jizi, if all else fails, we can use Yuheng's power. As long as Yuheng comes, all the problems here will be solved."
This proposal was indeed very tempting. But in the end, Mo Xuanji shook his head and chose to refuse.
"It's not the time when there is no other solution." Mo Xuanji said softly.
Yu Heng was very strong, there was no doubt about that. As long as the vest came over, they would be able to complete the mission quickly and go back to have a good vacation.
But is this really a good idea? His true self and his companions still need to grow. They must eventually shoulder their own responsibilities and become independent beings. If everything relies on the sock puppet, it will certainly solve the current problem and make things easier, but what if the sock puppet disappears one day?
It's impossible that when the enemy has reached his doorstep, he will still be shivering in his turtle shell, begging someone to give him a vest, right?
The system heard what he was thinking, so it chuckled softly, as if feeling helpless yet relieved: "Okay, if that's the case, then go ahead."
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