Beast Tamer, Wither Skeleton's Storm Journey

Brasse looked at the wildly laughing Wicks and the monsters that formed a circle around the two of them.

"You want to fight me one-on-one?"

Weeks smiled and shook his head

"of course not."

Brasse was stunned, and then he realized that Wicks was drawing a magic diagram, which allowed the apostle to draw such a long magic diagram...

Thinking of this, Brasse instantly activated the Flash Mark in his staff and was about to flash away.

But Wicks didn't want to let Brasse go, and flashed after him, and the two figures flashed towards each other on the End Stone Dragon's Nest.

Soon, Brassai's imprint entered the energy buffer, and Wicks appeared next to Brassai.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Brasse turned around and slashed down, then stabbed with his left hand.

clang!

The moment Wicks blocked Brasse's attack, a magic with countless layers of overlap appeared in front of Brasse.

The moment the magic circle was completed, an extremely thin needle appeared on Brasse's arm and melted like mist.

Brasse punched Wicks away, and the huge iron golem staggered.

The place where the needle had pierced began to dissipate quickly, without even a trace of ashes left. It just disappeared out of thin air.

"You are dead. You will soon merge with the surrounding space."

Weeks smiled and looked at Brasai, who had already obtained the bedrock.

Because Ziying and Amon were fighting, the space in this area was fluctuating greatly.

So Wicks suddenly had an idea. He used a space needle to pierce Brasse's figure in the real space, causing it to leak air and expose it to the violently fluctuating space strings.

The high space flows into the low space, and soon Brassaï disappears completely, becoming part of the world.

Brasse looked at his disappearing hand in astonishment. The Bedrock Staff fell, and within a moment, the staff also completely disappeared, leaving only the bedrock.

Brasse looked at the fallen bedrock, not caring about his quickly disappearing body, picked up the bedrock with his remaining hand, and threw it towards Silla.

While Silla was still trying to get closer to the gate of hell, he was hit on the head by a bedrock and almost died.

"Damn it, it's that apostle again..."

"it's me!"

Just as Sla was about to talk trash, he was knocked away by Wicks' punch, interrupting his words.

Weeks then picked up the bedrock, looked at it carefully, and laughed excitedly.

“I succeeded, haha”

“Lord, did you see, I succeeded!”

Silla looked at the laughing Wicks in confusion, and suddenly noticed the black and white square in the apostle's hand.

"How did he get the bedrock?"

"Damn it, Brassaï!"

Sla suddenly turned around and looked for Brasai among the monsters.

"Damn bugs, they're blocking my view. Su Mingli isn't here either. It would be nice if I had the Nine Eyes of Heaven."

Silla thought so. He could not see Brassaï at all. Logically speaking, Brassaï's height of nearly seven to eight meters should be very conspicuous.

"Magic! Seven-fold blast!"

The monsters around him could not be killed no matter what, and Silla was getting a little crazy with anger. He directly constructed a spell and fired a map cannon.

boom!

With the energy fluctuations falling from the sky, the monsters within two thousand grids were briefly cleared out, and Silla also saw Brase's current appearance.

All his limbs and arms disappeared, and he lay on the ground like a stone, waiting to return to the world.

Silla flashed six times in a row, appeared next to Brasse, and began to search for the engine.

"Silla? What are you looking for?"

"Engine, engine, where is the hood of this thing?"

Brassaï was silent, then said

"There is only one Ultimate Engine in this world. If you take it, it will definitely be worth more than me."

"Where's the hood? Can you please stop talking about it?"

After a lot of haste, Brassai finally opened the hood of the car.

"What the hell is this? Where's the engine?"

Brasai was disappearing faster and faster, and Obsidian's head was gone, so it was obvious that he couldn't reply.

After a quick search, Sla finally saw the two parallel engines. At this time, Brassai's outer shell had completely disappeared, leaving only some structural supports.

Silla didn't even look at the Ultimate Engine, he just took the red material advanced engine and put it in his backpack.

"Huh... not bad."

After putting Brasai away, Silla looked at the Ultimate Engine that had not yet completely dissipated, and quickly reached out to touch it.

〖Get the synthesis list 'Ultimate Engine'〗

He withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and the Ultimate Engine disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this time, the second attack of the Seven-fold Collapse also fell from the sky, seriously injuring Silla in the form of a Wither Skeleton.

Wicks held the bedrock and completely ignored the explosions falling from the sky. What did the lives of those cannon fodder have to do with him?

"Lord, I succeeded. I, Wicks Merck, am the most capable person to do what Indrem failed to do."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Without paying any attention to the formation in the sky or the besieged Apostle Amon, Wicks took the bedrock, turned around, and went through the hell gate to leave.

"fine..."

Silla threw down a bottle of instant damage potion, quickly restored his blood volume, stood up from the ground, and the next moment he was smashed to pieces by the third wave of attack from the Seven-fold Collapse.

【You were killed by magic. 】

Silla was silent. He did not merge with Su Mingli. Without the exponential breakthrough of this talent enhancement, he was completely unable to withstand the seventh level of collapse.

In addition, the effect of Explosion 8＜34/40＞ increases the explosion damage by %, making it even more unbearable.

A feeling of powerlessness came from within. In the matter of building the Hell Gate, Silla had completely become someone else's pawn.

After building the Hell Gate, Silla never got close to it.

To be honest, with his current strength, Silla didn't know whether he could find a way to turn into a wither after entering hell.

The apostles are immune to his Withering and Corruption, and it seems that they are not the most powerful in Hell. Can the Wither, a thing that has never appeared before, really transform so easily?

boom!

The fifth wave of the seven-fold bombardment fell from the sky.

Ziying and Amon fought to a draw, and the aftermath of the attack spread across the world, with explosions everywhere in the sky.

The cannon fodder of hell spewed out from the gate of hell and were obliterated in the massive explosion, but they still desperately squeezed out of the gate of hell.

hum~

As the spell patterns of the sixth wave of explosions lit up, everyone fighting in the sky felt a sense of danger.

"What kind of magic is this, so huge!"

Si Ruo dodged into the space and stuck his head out to look at the formation below.

The sky, which had turned scarlet due to Amon's power, was now covered by a huge gray-black magic circle.

Call ~

Along with the heavy and sharp whistling sound of energy passing through the air, the sixth wave of formations fell with the force of collapsing the sky.

The sky and the earth were all gray and white, and huge pits dozens of blocks deep were blown out in the area. On the pillars that extended after Ziying turned into the Ender Dragon, the Ender crystals shattered.

"It's amazing. Although they can't threaten us, the cannon fodder are all dead."

Apostle Amon looked at the seventh wave of explosion brewing in the sky, the power of which made him feel creepy.

The magic circle has been activated, and it is obviously impossible to cut off the energy transmission. Whoever goes up to cut the magic circle now will be the first to be blown up.

"Ziying, let's go!"

Levins tore off his broken shoulder armor, looked at the formation that was about to fall from the sky, and like Si Ruo, he hid in another space.