Chapter 0699 The Damn Sure Win

Speaking of witchcraft equipment, Grimm is also shabby.

The only thing he can praise is the soul weapon - the voodoo scroll.

But now the voodoo scroll has evolved and become the body of the latest voodoo doll. And after this period of time and nourishment, the basic strength of the voodoo doll has jumped to the advanced level 1, which can be regarded as a little help to Grimm.

And the other sewing ghost puppet, after continuous killing and devouring, is currently only the intermediate level 1. Facing those level 2 opponents, there is almost no chance to appear and fight!

In addition, except for the Destruction Flame Witch Staff, which can barely be called a level 2 witch weapon, the rest of Grimm's equipment is basically still a level 1 witch weapon. These backward witch weapons are seriously unworthy of his current status, and cannot provide him with more assistance in battle.

If it weren't for Grimm's powerful elemental magic puppet assistance, it would be difficult for him to have such a big advantage in the same level battle with his equipment.

Therefore, when Grimm suddenly saw a semi-artifact in the hands of such a young second-level elf, he could not help but be jealous despite his calmness.

The swooping green dragon opened its mouth and a two-meter-wide acid breath swept towards Grimm in a fan shape. The beautiful female elf sitting on the back of the green dragon flicked her slender fingers, and two transparent wind arrows caught up with the acid breath at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, piercing Grimm's chest.

"Beep, warning..."

"Second-level green dragon acid breath, the initial estimated strength is 170 degrees...with a 100-degree acid corrosion effect...good at corroding magic shields...preliminary judgment of high threat, please avoid..."

"Wind arrow element attack, the initial estimated strength is 150 degrees...low threat..."

With the instant scanning of the chip, Grimm quickly grasped the strength of the enemy's two attacks.

As a second-level magical creature, the green dragon can have about 270 degrees of acid damage with just a spit, which is already precious. But the semi-artifact long-range attack of the female elf archer only has a range of 150 degrees, which... is obviously beyond Grimm's expectations.

The communication of consciousness is of course extremely fast, and such a complex battle situation analysis passed through Grimm's mind in just a short moment.

At the moment when the two attacks were about to hit his body, the huge fire man incarnated by Grimm smiled and exploded into a circle of fire rings, and his body took the opportunity to jump out.

But just after emerging from a new area, before he could see the surrounding situation clearly, the sudden alarm filled his ears.

"Beep, warning..."

"Detected the fluctuation of the plane law, the source of the fluctuation... wind arrow..."

Unfortunately, such an alarm came too late!

With two muffled sounds, two wind arrows passed through Grimm's elemental flame body, leaving two transparent holes in front and back.

The huge fire man raised his head and let out a painful roar.

When he transformed into a flame body, he did not have the vital points and flesh of a human being, and was immune to most physical attacks. However, the fire power that was annihilated when the wind arrow passed through his body was also part of Grimm's current power. Although this part of the power can be quickly replenished through the flame core, the sense of loss of power is real.

"Why? Why..." The giant fire man turned around and roared at the female elf on the green dragon's body: "Why did I avoid your attack, but still got hurt?"

Looking at the almost furious flame giant, the female elf archer proudly raised the longbow in her hand that was shining with strange magical luster and said proudly: "Stupid big guy, haven't you heard of the name of Xinsawei Piercer?"

"So you are Xinsawei!" The flame giant who was still furious the moment before has calmed down at this moment, and said with a smile: "I said what's special about this longbow, it turns out that it has the attribute of 'must hit'..."

If it were in the past, Grimm would definitely sneer at this 'must hit' effect.

How could there be such an absolute, such absurd thing in the world!

You say ‘must hit’, will it definitely hit? Then what is the point of skills and dodging?

But as more and more witchcraft knowledge is collected and explored, Grimm was surprised to find that the so-called ‘must hit’ really makes sense!

First of all, this kind of weapon is not something that ordinary people can make, and gods must be involved.

Secondly, when the gods shaped these weapons, they just incorporated a little of their understanding and authority of the plane laws, which can give these weapons some extraordinary magical abilities.

For example, ‘must hit’, ‘indestructible’, ‘indestructible’...

As long as you have the power of the law, even if a leaf is attached with the power of ‘indestructible’, it can easily break the world’s strongest magic shield. Because when this leaf collides with the magic shield, it is not its own material and solidity that are stimulated, but the power of the laws of both sides.

As long as the power of the law that one possesses overwhelms the opponent, even holding a leaf can chop the magic shield into pieces and make it difficult to form.

Of course, in reality, whether one can find a leaf that can carry such a noble power of law is also very problematic!

Therefore, the magic weapons made by the forest elves who casually break off a young branch from the great tree of life can overwhelm those magic metal weapons, relying on the power of the law of the tree of life that penetrates every branch and every leaf.

And the elven longbow in the hands of the young elf in front of him clearly possesses the attribute of the ‘must hit’ law.

In this way, any arrow shot by the opponent through the longbow, even if Grimm manages to dodge or block it, the arrow will magically appear at any position of Grimm's torso under the drive of the ‘must hit’ law.

The whole process may be ridiculous, but the threat to Grimm is real!

Just when Grimm just figured out the reason for his ‘injury’, the female archer with a childish face and a figure resembling a 13 or 14-year-old girl once again swooped down on the green dragon.

This time, rub rub rub... The opponent actually shot out 7 wind arrows in one breath.

Damn it, rub rub rub...

For no reason, Grimm couldn't help cursing wildly for the first time in battle!

Damn, how can I dodge... Damn, it's bound to hit anyway, is there any point in wasting my time dodging...

For a moment, even Grimm, who was experienced in combat, was flustered by the opponent's mindless attack and didn't know how to deal with it.

Looking at the 7 transparent wind arrows whistling, Grimm casually threw a lava fireball, intending to use the fireball's self-explosion to scatter these wind arrows.

And his body controlled the flames and jumped out again.

Bang a dull bang, the lava fireball that remained in place exploded into a huge fireball, and the fierce flame shock wave and the magma rain that fell all over the sky turned the surrounding 20 meters into a sea of ​​​​lava fire.

However, at the moment when Grimm's flame jump was completed, 7 wind arrows appeared silently around his newly emerged flame body and shot at his body again.

This time Grimm was prepared!

The fire giant he transformed into opened his big hand and grabbed 3 of them.

Unfortunately, the next moment, he roared to the sky, and 7 holes visible to the naked eye were pierced through his flaming body again.

He spread his hands, and there was nothing between his fingers and palms where the flames were steaming.

He didn't catch anything!

Damn... Damn... Damn...

Those gods are a bunch of bastards. Is the power of law an ability that a level 2 elf should master?

Grimm cursed angrily while desperately urging the flame core to output a pure fire power to repair his body.

Damn, I must not passively defend! Otherwise, this little girl can easily kill me...

Grimm, who originally wanted to be reserved, no longer dared to hide it.

A huge magic puppet crystal core was thrown out, and it quickly turned into a terrifying fire demon surrounded by flames...

A clumsy puppet with strange runes engraved all over its body crawled out of Grimm's arms, and a faint green evil light was emitted from its body...

A cloth puppet with a single eye painted on its head with blood emerged in the void, and three light spots that kept emitting a shrill and strange laugh were surrounding its light body...

It must be said that the puppets or creations made by wizards are born with a hint of evil. Whether it is the voodoo doll or the sewn ghost puppet, they all meet the definition of ghosts and evil things by righteous people, and they are not so-called good people at first glance.

The forest elves are guys who worship nature, and they can easily sense the blood and killing breath from these evil pet puppets. And the evil wizards on the opposite side can create them. Who knows how many poor elves they have slaughtered in the Jialan Continent to get to the point where the evil spirit is soaring to the sky!

The female elf named Xinsavi was extremely angry, and immediately urged the green dragon under her crotch to dive down towards the giant fire man again.

The two sides fought and retreated, and moved towards the depths of the grassland bit by bit.

Mary, who stayed at the scene, turned into a red lightning, and shuttled back and forth unscrupulously in the dark mass of elf air cavalry. Wherever she passed, those low-level elves fell from the air cavalry like dumplings.

Before they landed, they had completely lost their lives.

The direct cause of their death was that their foreheads or hearts were pierced by Mary's bloody hands, and a terrifying blood hole burst out one by one!

There were also many level 2 elf sharpshooters who came with the team, and they naturally could not let Mary slaughter her companions so unscrupulously.

Puff puff puff...

The sound of arrows hitting the flesh rang out continuously, and Mary, who was freely moving among the elf air cavalry, was also hit by the opponent's precise bow and arrow sniper. One after another, the enchanted explosive arrows continued to explode on her body, and each time they exploded a large amount of blood and countless flesh and blood fragments.

But unfortunately, Mary, who looked delicate and charming, was like a humanoid demon with no sense of pain. Not only did she not restrain herself, but she killed more happily and more brutally.

The bloody figure jumped and dodged frantically in the Elf Air Cavalry, and almost every time it dodged, an elf fell to its tragic death. And the explosive arrow attacks she endured soon accumulated to a staggering level.

Mary was attacking and killing frantically...

All the damage she suffered could be recovered by killing elves.

And the more fiercely the opponent attacked her, the faster she killed the elves. The two sides actually formed a subtle balance of death invisibly! chapter;