A close handover, a sword tangent.

The dagger in the hand of the mist believer turned into crimson pieces the moment before it touched my neck.

Elise's flying swallow slashed past him and did not kill him.

She just shattered the weapons of the Mist Letter.

However, this scared him more than killing him.

The expression of the mist believer froze on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately pulled out a backup dagger that looked extremely ordinary and then slashed hard towards his neck.

He wants to commit suicide.

He was afraid that I would treat the other person with the same way.

However, in his move to pull out the dagger, there was enough reaction time left for me.

I immediately stretched out my right hand and grabbed his wrist tightly holding the dagger, preventing him from moving forward a little further.

Immediately afterwards, I bullied myself forward, pressed his entire body against the wall, and took off the dagger in his hand.

The power of the Mist Trustee is far less powerful than that of me as a mechanic. He is controlled by me on the wall and cannot even resist.

"Elis, nail his hand to the wall!" I pressed his body tightly, and shouted at Elise who had just slid to the side of Feiyan Slash.

"Yeah." Elise nodded, came in two steps, and then used the crystal sword in his hand to nail one of the hand of the mist believer who was pressed by me to the wall made of stone.

Seeing that she had completed this action, I immediately suppressed the other hand of the Mist believer again and waited for Elise to be executed.

Elise flipped through another crystal sword in his hand and nailed it to the other palm of the Mist Trustee.

"What are you doing?" The Mist believer was a little panicked, not only because of the severe pain conveyed to him by the torn palm, but also because the scene in front of him now was very similar to what he had done before him.

That's right, we just need to treat the person's body with the way of others.

"What we are going to do, you should be the one who knows the most." I looked at him and sneered, "The ready-made enemy needs to repay you well."

"Eliz, chop off his legs for me." I looked cold and looked at Elise.

"Happiness is so great." Elise smiled and pulled out the lightsaber, then pressed it on the thigh of the Mist Trustee.

Although I was wondering why Elise appeared in front of me in a physical manner, there was obviously more important thing to do now, so I pulled out my lightsaber and pressed it on the other thigh of the Mist Trustee.

"You don't have a jade dagger. If you do this, I will die of serious injury! In this way, your purpose will not be achieved!" The mist believer laughed, as if he was mocking our ignorance and incompetence.

"It's reasonable." I nodded and expressed my approval of his words.

He looked disdainful, as if he was very proud of our helplessness.

"But what does this have to do with us? Elise, chop it up!" An evil smile appeared on my face instantly, and then the lightsaber in my hand slashed down.

Although Elise's lightsaber was half a beat slower, it did not affect the synchronization with my words.

While the lightsaber's unique particle flow cut off the legs of the Mistman, the high temperature carried on its light blade instantly burned the wounds on the legs of the Mistman, and a scent of burnt.

"Ahhhhhhhh--" The mist believer screamed, he didn't believe that I could really do it.

"You, you will regret it!" The mist believer gasped, and the broken marks on his legs kept dripping blood downwards. "I will die of bleeding soon, and then I will be free!"

Staring at the two broken legs on the ground, I couldn't help laughing.

"What's so funny?" He saw that I was not panicked, but instead became hysterical.

"Look at the blood strips on my head, it's about to leak out!" The mist believer glanced upwards, and a bright red 155/997 number was rapidly decreasing due to the 'bleed' debuff.

"So what." I chuckled and put my hand into my backpack, "I won't let you die."

I smiled and looked at the foggy letterer, slowly pulling a bow out of my backpack.

A rose blooms at the top of this bow, which is like a branch, without a bowstring or a position. Everything depends on your own feel.

Gretchen's flower blooms.

The weapon the chief gave me last time in the soul space.

Add one to all attributes, and both reverse damage and healing effects, and there is no grade.

To be honest, I never understood what effect this bow can have before.

The garbage attributes and seemingly strange effects made me think of no reason to use it for practical combat.

But now, I see the shining spots on this bow.

Equip the crescent quiver, I set my bow and arrow, aiming at the mist believer in front of me.

"What are you going to do? Are you mentally ill?" The mist believer couldn't help laughing as he looked at my actions.

He probably thought he was about to be freed.

What a joke.

"Let me." The arrow came out of his hand and turned into a pink stream of light and shot on the chest of the mist believer.

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A green healing number emerged from the top of his head.

"Hahahahahaha, look at you, actually...wait?!" He kept laughing wildly until the kenail in my hand came out. However, when the green number jumped out, he couldn't calm down.

"You? What is this?! What is this?!" He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. The blood strips that were about to disappear were now miraculously rising back.

"Do you care about this thing?" I smiled and pulled up the invisible bowstring again, aiming at his face, "Eliz, cut off his tongue."

"Okay, OK, that's what you said." The source cube in Elise's hand turned into a scalpel, pressing against the mouth of the Mist Trustee.

However, the mist believer gritted his teeth and refused to let Elise's blade penetrate into his mouth.

"It's so troublesome." Elise sighed and put down his hand holding the scalpel, "Chang Ye, help me fill his blood."

I nodded, and shot arrows in my hand, instantly filling his blood bars.

Immediately afterwards, Elise's other hand clenched into a fist, and then slammed heavily on the mouth of the mist believer.

I seemed to hear the sound of teeth breaking.

After this punch, the blood volume of the Mist Trustee suddenly came to an end again, so I had to shoot two arrows again to raise his blood volume to a safe position.

"Ph, ph ph ph ph ph ph--" The mist believer squirted out a mouthful of blood mixed with the broken teeth in his mouth. The posture was like Lutijie's punch in Zhenguanxi, and the red, white, black and purple were spit out.

Just as he vomited blood, Elise also inserted the scalpel into the mouth of the fog faithful, and then directly cut off his tongue.
Chapter completed!