Chapter 31: Fighting the Tomb Evil Spirit (Page 2/2)
After about ten minutes, after digesting the demon hunter potion, Frank stood up, winked at Priscilla who was sitting and resting, and then walked into the tomb of the noble mausoleum.
First, there was a staircase leading to the underground, and then there was a half-open, rusty metal gate.
Frank picked up a torch on the wall, lit it and handed it to Priscilla, then cast a seal, put a layer of Quen shield on himself, and was about to push the gate open.
Suddenly he thought of something.
Something that could easily fail.
Frank looked back at Priscilla, then took out the exquisite wooden box from his waist bag with an embarrassed expression, and when he held the exorcism dagger in the wooden box in his hand. His
body immediately half-knelt on the ground uncontrollably, making a prayer posture of praising the sun.
The pious "Praise the Sun" hymn in his mouth even amused the female poet, and it was very good to eliminate her nervous mentality.
Damn it, if I don't respond to the curse in advance, and wait until the critical moment of the battle, and then uncontrollably say "praise the sun", it is very likely that I will fall.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, Frank still endured the embarrassment and walked into the catacombs first.
What came into view was a dark and humid environment. Although it was noon when the sun was the strongest outside, the light in the catacombs was very dim, and there were no lighting tools, revealing a cold and eerie atmosphere everywhere.
Fortunately, demon hunters are born with good vision.
Even without taking cat potions, the environment in this catacombs was still reflected in Frank's eyes.
He walked briskly, ignoring the several sarcophagi and dry bones on the ground that had been pushed open, and quickly chose a corner suitable for fighting, and then used the Aden seal to build a magic trap on the ground.
And Priscilla, who followed behind him, did not need Frank's instructions, and quickly walked into the magic trap as he had been instructed before.
Before the two of them stopped to catch their breath, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the tomb, accompanied by a strange cry that made people's scalps numb. Four blurry figures, ugly and distorted, ghost-like evil spirits appeared around them.
Seeing this, Frank did not hesitate at all. He bent his body slightly, like a sword out of its sheath, and instantly burst out with amazing speed, rushing towards the ghost closest to him.
Before the ghost had condensed into shape, the exorcism dagger in his hand stabbed into the body of the evil spirit without any fancy. There was
a strange sound!
Like a red-hot iron block inserted into cold water, the sun relief on the exorcism dagger flashed slightly, and the evil spirit that was stabbed did not have time to make any movement. It immediately exploded like a cloud of smoke and dissipated in the air.
After the successful attack, Frank had no time to appreciate the power of the exorcism dagger, and suddenly Priscilla's voice came from behind.
"Frank, watch your back!"
At the same time, in an instant.
The two evil spirits, who were only five or six meters away from him, suddenly appeared behind him, and the weapons in their hands, which looked like ghost lights, smashed his Quinn shield fiercely.
Bang! The shield exploded!
The power of these evil spirits was different from their erratic figures. They were like two heavy hammers, instantly smashing Frank's Quinn shield. The power was so great that it even made the demon hunter's blood surge and almost vomit blood.
However, Frank's will was quite firm. At the same time as the Quinn shield was broken, he had already picked up a moon dust bomb in his hand and smashed it hard at his feet.