Chapter 202 Duel

"Report! Fenrir has been spotted!"

Primadis immediately jumped on her horse. She looked at the soldiers around her, each of them was full of fighting spirit. She drew out the Twin Saints of Renegade and pointed them to the sky.

"Target Fenrir! Move out!"

With the order, the cavalry and infantry attacked together. Primadis looked at the soldiers around her on the horse, thinking carefully about the battle that was about to happen. Diluka led the Pegasus Legion to charge into the enemy camp. Rocky and Kalm were placed in the rear. From now on, they would have to rely entirely on their own strength! Riding on the battlefield, Primadis felt the feeling of conquering all directions again...

Although Rocky and Kalm's beatings did not take their lives under Fina's supervision, they still left their buttocks bruised. After using medicine to heal their wounds, the two and the surviving mercenaries were incorporated into the rear army. After they recovered from their injuries, Primathis did not allow or dared to let them participate in the battle. Especially Kalm, he had requested to fight four or five times, and signed a military order, offering his head if he did not defeat Fenrir. Primathis was worried that this guy was blinded by the anger of revenge, and then being defeated would boost the morale of the enemy.

Soon, Primathis found Fenrir, and to her surprise, Fenrir gave up the steep mine and exposed himself on the slope without external protection.

"Charge!"

The cavalry immediately formed a cone and charged forward. Primathis also held his horse's belly tightly and pointed his two guns at Fenrir, who smiled at the other end of the gun.

"Hehehe..."

Fenrir raised his whip and a purple beam hit Primathis. Primathis's sixth sense immediately sensed the danger, but before she could react, a magic circle shone with Fenrir as the center. Primathis's eyes turned dark in an instant. Before it turned completely black, Primathis saw Fenrir licking his lips with a proud look on his face.

"Ah!"

This feeling was like the feeling of using a hearthstone for long-distance teleportation. The stretching feeling was disgusting. When Primadis saw the light again, he found himself kneeling on one knee, and the warhorse under him had run away to who knows where. This is a closed space, the walls are like the dirty organs of living things, squirming, covered with mucus, and the air is filled with the stench of mucus, and in the stench, there is a little sweetness.

And Fenrir, leaning against the opposite wall, smiled seductively.

"Fenrir... this move is really beyond my expectation."

Primadis stood up and got ready for battle.

"Hehe..." Fenrir shook his wrist, and the whip whistled. "Welcome to this small world. Now there are only two of us left. It's a pity that it's not Rocky~"

"Rocky?"

Fenrir twisted his body and said, "It doesn't matter if I tell you. My goal is to catch Rocky and then train him well. This dream space is prepared for him."

"Dream space..." Primathis became more alert. Rocky once mentioned that high-level silver demons can create dreams and put opponents into dreams, destroying the opponent's spirit in the dream and thus controlling the opponent. Of course, this skill is not without weaknesses. When weaving dreams, the caster needs to maintain a high degree of concentration and continuous output of magic power and mental power. If someone attacks nearby, it will bring extremely strong backlash damage to the caster.

"Hehe." Fenrir covered his lips and chuckled. "From your expression, it seems that little Rocky told you something. I have carefully prepared to deal with you. It is really uncomfortable to stand like a lady. In this space, no one disturbs us. There are only two of us. I am the number one mind control expert in the demon world. You will be mine in a while, Miss Counselor. Although I don’t like to train women, for the final victory, let you enjoy the wonderful experience I weave for you!"

The sky blue light flashed in the closed space, and Primatis fell into a dream all of a sudden. The protagonists of the dream were her and Fenrir. Ugh, Fenrir was wearing sexy clothes, and Primadis was lying on the bed. Fenrir was either pure love or sadistic in her love. Women know women best. Fenrir tried her best to make Primadis indulge in pleasure. As long as he was distracted for a moment, Fenrir could take control of Primadis' body. However...

Primadis opened his eyes, and this time it was Fenrir's turn to cover his temples: "How is it possible! Someone broke out of my dream!"

Primadis put on a new clip and said coldly: "You don't know what I've been through. This kind of mental stimulation is really child's play for me."

"Frigid! Must be frigid!" Fenrir shouted angrily, and Primathis did not refute him, because she was still feeling lucky that Fenrir did not get rid of the shackles of his own race and used pleasurable dreams. If someone else used other types of dreams, it might be really dangerous.

"Snap!" Fenrir's whip hit the ground, from soft to hard, and made a sharp squeaking sound.

Fenrir put away the smile he had been showing: "Since your spirit is hard to break, then let's see if your body is as strong!"

"I don't have time to play with you!" Primathis pulled the trigger, and bullets of various colors shot at Fenrir.

Fenrir swung his whip, creating a powerful whirlwind, and the bullets turned into ice cones and fell to the ground.

"Ice!"

Fenrir twisted his waist and laughed, "This is my magic suit, the raging and dancing Swati, the magic ice whip that can shatter everything!"

The whip seemed to understand Fenrir's words, flashing a bright silver light and emitting a blizzard.

Primadis bounced back a few steps. "Swati" Rocky introduced that this is a very dangerous weapon with two forms. One is the normal form, the soft whip, which is no different from an ordinary whip; the other is the current state, the ice mode. If you are knocked down once, your flesh will be frozen, and the second time it will be shattered into ice chips. Primadis is not Zonoz, whose arm can grow back if it is broken.

"Run! Don't let me hit you, okay?"

The ice blockade made the offensive and defensive situation in the space gradually clear. Fenrir was like a playful cat teasing its little mouse, while Primathis was trying her best to escape. Now Primathis only used a gun to fire bullets to delay Fenrir, and the other hand was looking for a small bottle in her waist bag. After searching for a while, she finally found the bottle she wanted. When she turned around, Fenrir had already swung the whip.

Primathis's hand took the initiative to grab it: "I got you!"