Chapter 397

- That is the overwhelming soul of the dead.

If only in terms of quantity, in fact, there are not many spiritual bodies that a spiritual monk can control at the same time.

After all, it is a "Spiritual Monk" rather than a "Soul Lord" or an "Exorcist".

The professional feature of the spiritual monk is that he has an extraordinary connection with the spiritual body he enslaves——

--boom!

Spell salvo.

The wizards whose minds had been replaced attacked a large giant spirit body at the same time with different spells at different times. These spells require different chant times, different preparation times, and different ballistic speeds, so the positions and targets of the wizards are naturally different...

However, under Denton's control, he could see that the movement of the spirit body was imprisoned by words, and then almost instantly, a strange magnetic force that caught it to the ground like a fishing net pressed it to the ground, and then rose from the ground. , the cold chill that made it frosty all over the body, making it vulnerable.

The number of spirit bodies imprisoned by multiple spells, divine arts and supernatural abilities in this way is six. And at the same time, they are gathered in a very small range, and the interval between them is no more than five steps.

Immediately after, was the finishing move of a silver-ranked destructive wizard - it was an ordinary-looking orange-red fireball that crossed a parabola like a thrown basketball and slowly fell.

Those attacks that intercepted the fireballs were all deflected and teleported away by the shaman.

As the fireball slowly landed in the middle of the spirit body, it suddenly began to shrink like a twitch, and the color quickly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye——

Then, it exploded!

Hurricane blows --

The shock wave that spread out instantly smashed the surrounding people, but it only reverberated in a very small space within a radius of five meters, as if it was blocked by an invisible cover. ups and downs. The powerful spiritual body inside also vanished in the blink of an eye.

Unimaginable heat seeped out from the inside of the sphere, burning the ground into lava. The fire waves in the air expanded and roared, roaring out and silently roasting the people around them into dark and crisp coke.

And those who were a little further away also had scalded blisters on their skin.

But they were fearless and continued to surge forward.

Waving weapons that have been blessed by idol wizards or ritualists,

Face those spirits without fear.

Nearly twenty people die at the hands of the Spiritual Body Legion every second.

And the number of people who died at the hands of their own people is far more than this number - even the most useless and sickly ordinary people can be used to block the sword and resist Bernardino's spells.

However, under the ruthless and precise operation of Denton like a top real-time strategy player, he ensured that the priority sacrifice is always the part with the lowest combat power.

Wizards, ritualists, hunters, covert troops. Those troops that can effectively kill the spirit body have been accumulated by him, which makes him more and more powerful.

There are hundreds of them.

It numbered nearly a thousand.

Even if there are a thousand people standing together, it is a crowd of black people. It is difficult for one person to resist, let alone face... Not to mention, they are also scattered around with Bernardino as the center, hidden behind the expulsion bunker made by the ritualist, and carry out an orderly, stable and surging wave-like movement. Offensive.

Under this offensive, the spirits around Bernardino could hardly even launch the offensive.

It is even difficult for them to leave Bernardino's side - because the stalkers and hunters hidden in the dark are always staring at Bernardino's head.

This is an irresistible force.

This is the power of the "group".

——This is the power of the new school of soul reavers!

Immortal!

Feeling his fearless puppet army, a steady stream of capitals came from all over the city, and the dream stealer Danton felt a great sense of pleasure.

It doesn't matter if his identity is revealed... Margaret is already dead, and he has no value here.

Rather, he suppressed his power and hid his ability for too long—

It's been too long!

But at this moment, Bernardino just chuckled.

"Do you know why I... attacked at this time?"

He made an unpleasant, monstrous hoarse sound.

Paralyzed in a wheelchair, his face wrapped in bandages lifted slightly.

In his right sapphire eye with many facets, the rune suddenly began to change drastically.

Afterwards, each section lit up in turn—in the superposition of light and light, his right eye shone with extremely strong light.

In each facet, a spirit body emerges.

"Dusk...it's almost here."

In Bernardino's crow-like ho-ho low laughter, hundreds of powerful spirits filed out from his right eye.

And his left eye, the very high-quality, eyeball-sized chrysoberyl cat's eye, also burst out with a brilliant emerald green light.

In the middle of the opal, the straight and even bright golden vertical eyeliner emerged from his eyes. It appeared in front of him as a brilliant golden beam.

Then, the beam spread to both sides, as if the door slammed open.

At the moment when everyone in front of him was hit by this light, all of them suddenly fell to the ground without exception-their spirit bodies were stripped away in the blink of an eye, and more than 70 brand-new spirit bodies were wrapped around them. The white chain arrested him and dragged him into his right eye instantly.

And at this moment, dusk finally came—

In Bernardino's right eye, more than 70 powerful spiritual bodies that had just been incorporated roared out again.

Every spirit body is equivalent to an extraordinary person who lacks physical weakness and can use extraordinary power almost infinitely without worrying about depravity.

Nearly two hundred spirit bodies joined the battlefield, and more than four hundred souls were taken out, causing the situation on the battlefield to reverse in an instant.

Denton's face suddenly became ugly.

- He was tricked.

He didn't dare to read Bernardino's heart, and he didn't dare to interfere with Bernardino's memory, just because he was worried that Bernardino's elemental power had something to do with it.

The element with the highest level of awakening is "dream", which is not an element that can easily gain an advantage in the battle of the mind.

If he cannot gain the upper hand in the battle of elements, he would not dare to read Bernardino's heart... It is entirely possible for the other party to use the power of elements to set up an ambush in his mind, and take advantage of the situation, ignoring the physical distance and directly obliterate it own soul.

But he never expected that Bernardino was too old to fight normally.

His elements were awakened to the limit. The soul is so weak that it does not dare to use the power of the elements at will.

So he will attack at this time-

Because at sunset, the wizard can instantly restore all the distortion power.

——This is a stupid technique only used by low-level wizards who are desperate!

This is to wait for himself to gather the supernatural beings...

He intends to use double the power of distortion to turn his advantage into his advantage in one breath!

He only uses his spirit body to attack, not because he is tentatively fighting himself, but because he has lost the ability to fight back with elements!

But Denton has been deterred by this, giving up his greatest advantage.

"I'm really... stupid."

Denton gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

His pupils instantly turned into two hollow, pitch-black abyss, and he raised his right hand forward.

In the world that was turned into pitch black, the fire of his will traveled through countless light clusters like electric light, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into Bernardino's mind that was burning with pitch-black flames.

Countless memory fragments emerged in Denton's eyes.

It's like shooting a lot of guns.

But as a skilled soul reaver, he completely ignored this level of resistance.

He turned into an incorporeal flame, avoiding the impact of the memory flow; he flew up and down skillfully, avoiding many illusory crystal-like walls.

Then, his icy blue figure, outlined with lines, finally emerged in the depths of Bernardino's memory.

"The elements of dreams—"

He chanted in a low voice, raised his right hand and pressed it forward, just like his actions outside a dream: "Take the dream as a cage, and take me as a mirror...

"You're a prisoner—"

The icy blue phantom flame trembled twice, spreading out from his skull, and in the blink of an eye, his entire right arm was already blazing with icy blue flames.

And in this firelight, his right hand seemed to push a heavy door open - in the illusory creaking sound, the burning dream element led Denton directly into the deepest part of Bernardino's memory .

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around.

This appears to be in... a fishing village in the United Kingdom.