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Chapter 214 Fantasy Killer

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When the black mist spread from under my feet, the cold electronic sound also appeared in my ears.

However, this sudden sound did not affect my control of the black fog.

The black fog gathered from the consciousness of "deletion" wrapped it like a flower and the mist believer attacking me.

This scene seems familiar.

I suddenly remembered that at that time, I used this method to counter him in Holy Lotus City.

Speaking of which, Black Mist has indeed helped me a lot along the way.

But the same is true, it caused me a lot of trouble.

Such abilities should indeed not be used for PVP, which seems to be a bit of a disruption to the balance of the game.

Just as I was thinking this, an arm holding the blue dagger suddenly penetrated the black fog barrier, and then slashed off my left hand with a heavy knife.

Under the influence of the characteristics of the Qing Dagger, the cut cross-section of the left hand healed instantly, and even a drop of blood did not flow out.

However, let’s not talk about these for now.

How did he do it?

Looking at my slowly falling left hand, I didn't even have time to be surprised or think.

Because, before the doubts I had just emerged from my mind, the face full of provocation of the fog believer broke through the black fog like his hand and came before me.

Immediately afterwards, was his remaining limbs, and his body.

In addition to shocking, he took advantage of my unpreparedness to bully me first, and grabbed my neck with his left hand and pressed it against the wall.

Why?

Why does the black fog have no effect on him?

My eyes focused on the black fog around him, and then, I discovered an amazing fact.

Whenever the black fog touches his body surface, it will instantly dissipate without a trace, as if it has been "deleted".

But... Black fog itself is a collection of the attribute "delete", so how could it be deleted by other things?

However, the Mist Believers would not think so much about me.

Because whenever I hesitate for a moment, he will seize his chance in my hesitation.

I was used to thinking, and my movements fell behind him again.

But although my movements were behind, my consciousness was still active.

Unwilling to accept the status quo, I controlled the black fog again, gathered the black fog that I had originally planned to strangle the Misty Trust to form a spear that gathered black fog, and stabbed straight towards the Misty Trust's back.

But the Mist Trustee didn't have the idea of ​​dodging at all. Even though the spear behind him was so close, he still pressed down his body instantly, and then slashed the dagger in his hand toward my heel.

At that moment, I suddenly realized what the Mist believer wanted to do.

First, I cut off my right hand, then my left hand, and now I have to cut off my tendons?

He wanted to deprive me of my ability to move.

Damn it, he must not be allowed to succeed.

While manipulating the black mist that pierced him, I suddenly stepped back and tried to dodge his attack on my feet.

However, even though the black fog condensed into a spear, it did not cause any effective damage to the mist believer as I imagined.

The sharp black spear tip stabbed the mist believer's back, facing his heart.

Then, the seemingly sensational spear instantly turned into a black dust smoke, no longer as it was before.

He actually forced the spear I condensed to disband?

Immediately afterwards, as the black fog spear dissipated, a severe pain that penetrated my bone marrow came from my heel.

My right foot lost strength instantly, and my body's center of gravity also lost balance, and I collapsed to the ground.

When I was feeling the coldness of the stones on the ground, another blue light flashed in front of me.

This time, it's not just pain.

I lost my vision directly.

After the mist believer nullified my ability to move, he naturally wiped out my eyes.

Darkness enveloped me. At this moment, even the hunter's vision could not be turned on, as if I had lost the entire world.

It can be said that I am completely paralyzed now.

But as long as I still have a breath, my resistance will not stop.

I tried hard to control the black fog that was floating in the sky, trying to fight back against the mist believer.

Although I can't see him.

Then, a blade with air conditioning blew against my throat.

"Are you still fighting stubbornly?" The mist believer stepped on my body with one foot. I could feel that his feet didn't use much effort, probably because he was afraid of accidentally trampling me to death.

"Are you curious why your toy is useless to me?" His voice rang in my ears, probably lowering his head.

Now I probably have lost all my ability to move.

So I shook my head and said nothing.

"Actually, this is also the reason why I can't kill you." He floated the dagger on my body, "because, during this stable period of ability, I was asked not to kill anyone, otherwise this ability would be invalid."

ability?

Is it like Shadowman and Wan Zi Qianlan?

I decided to keep listening.

"When the man told me about this, that is, as long as it was not killed by myself, there would be no problem." The dagger in his hand used a little force and cut a blood mark on my skin.

I can clearly feel this pain.

This made me feel sober, and it was his purpose.

As for the ‘that person’ he mentioned, I really don’t have much energy or any clues to guess.

If you insist on saying there is a clue, it will be the woman in white robe.

However, the Mist believer does not seem to know her, so it makes people feel a little unreasonable.

"In addition, he also specifically reminded me about the usage of my ability. "The Misty Trust said with a smile, "It seems a bit inappropriate to say that it is 'power', so I'll talk about it according to that person's name."

"origin."

origin?

what is going on?

"Hey hey, don't be excited." Seeing my expression excited, the mist believer stabbed the dagger in his hand hard at my body.

‘Cough—!’ The pain brought by this sting is quite obvious, and the feeling of wanting to spray blood but not being able to spray it is also extremely uncomfortable.

After all, although that dagger can produce pain and scars, it cannot cause actual damage.

"He told me that the meaning of this 'original' is-"

"Erase all other origins."
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