Chapter 303 The big goblin seals the territory

Author: Half-wounded but not broken

Chapter 303 The big goblin seals the territory

Philuffy actually has a very serious self-destructive tendency. He is not afraid of death at all, but only thinks it is a kind of relief.

If possible, Philuffy subconsciously hoped that her death would be more glorious.

But not everyone agrees with Philuffy's self-destruction.

The fireball exploded two or three meters in front of Philuffy, and the high temperature of thousands of degrees and the powerful blast of wind impacted in all directions at the same time.

Without protection, the fireball technique will blow people into pieces, making them impossible to pick up.

However, before the flames encountered Philuffy, they were blocked by a barrier flashing with green light. The violent flames and shock waves separated along the arcs on both sides of the barrier, leaving behind jets that looked like they had been burned by a jet engine.

Like scorch marks.

Philuffy, who was ready to face death, saw the lantern fairy who had just been hiding in her hair blocking her face. Only the palm-sized fairy desperately waved the bud lantern in his hand, trying to maintain the barrier.

Familiar pets can help their owners transmit spells, which is their greatest role. Philuffy's lantern fairy familiar can also use the fairy blessings blessed on Philuffy.

It was an air barrier, and flames and shock waves could not penetrate it.

But the lantern fairy is too weak. The high temperature makes the dragonfly-like wings on its back become brittle and dry. If it is fanned a little, it will break.

When the vampire saw that the fireball technique failed to work, his expression seemed dissatisfied:

"Your blood doesn't look good to drink, but at least I will make your death painless. Why choose a more painful way?"

Philuffy herself didn't understand why the Goblin with the Lamp rushed out.

Although the Goblin with the Lantern is a familiar, it is somewhat different from ordinary familiars. If Philphie dies, the Goblin with the Lantern will only return to its original plane, the Fey Wilds.

The vampire unfolded his bat wings like curtains. He finally realized that his mastery of spells was very poor, so he might as well just go for a melee fight.

His sharp claws were strong enough to penetrate steel, and his speed was almost invisible. His attack landed on the air barrier, making a terrifying loud noise that made people tremble in their hearts.

The Lantern Goblin still maintains the barrier resolutely and without fear. This is a very heavy burden for a weak goblin like it, and if it fails, it may completely die.

But the palm-sized lantern fairy did not flinch. Even though it was getting harder and harder to wave the lantern in its hand, it never took a step back.

Why?

Philuffy also wanted to know why.

The power of fairies is actually a curse to Philuffy. All the sorrows in life are due to the gender taken away by the fairy lord.

This is an absolute contract that cannot be broken unilaterally, until death separates the two parties of the contract. Therefore, Philuffy's instinct is actually resisting the use of the power of fairies.

But why is a fairy with a lantern, the weakest among the fairies, willing to take the risk of disappearing completely?

For a moment, a marquee of memories flashed through Philuffy's mind.

The joy of summoning the lantern fairy for the first time, sharing the sweet cake together, laughing and chasing each other on the grass below the tower, and falling asleep quietly with the stars and moonlight.

Something appeared on Philuffy's face. She reached out and touched it, only to find that it was tears.

Before this, Philuffy had always thought that she had lost the ability to cry.

The fog split open like a bolt from the blue, and Philuffy suddenly understood why.

That was a word that had never appeared in Philuffy's life, so she was unaware of it.

--friend.

Philuffy unknowingly had friends who were willing to stand up for her, and friends who were willing to give up their lives for him.

Then death no longer seemed so insignificant, it seemed much more terrifying.

"I won't give up again!"

Philuffy's fingers were changing spell-casting gestures one after another, and as she murmured the spell, the virtual image of a beautiful cyan woman appeared behind her like a hug.

At that moment, the vampire seemed to feel a huge threat, and immediately stopped attacking the barrier protecting Philuffy, and quickly turned back.

"The thorns are growing!"

A flashing seed shot out from the staff and hit the ground with a snap. Almost at the same time, countless vines grew like spring water.

The vampire's reaction was correct. If he had not dodged, he would have been surrounded by soaring vines.

The lantern goblin could no longer maintain the existence of the barrier and fell from the air with tiny points of light. Philuffy hurriedly caught it and put it in her breast pocket.

The vampire who dodged the vines took the opportunity to hit three flame beads, but Philuffy did not dodge, and pointed her short staff at the thorns not far from her feet.

A wall of thorns rises in accordance with Philuffy's will. The flame beads hit it, leaving only some scorched marks. Through the sparse holes between the thorns, Philuffy can be seen raising her staff again:

"The thorns are growing!"

Another thorn seed was launched. At this time, the entire roof of the office building was almost filled with dark green thorns. They squirmed and twitched under Philuffy's will, as if they were a large group of conscious living creatures.

The vampire's escape became more and more hasty. The place was already under Philuffy's control, and there was almost no place to stay.

But it's not a big problem, vampires can fly.

Spreading his wings with a roar, the vampire used his sharp claws to tear apart the thorns trying to surround him. Against the dark background, the scarlet wings were particularly eye-catching.

But one problem that vampires don't know or realize is that talking about flying in front of a goblin magician who has the realm of atmosphere is tantamount to trying to do the same thing.

"Wind blast method!"

The vampire who had just taken off was immediately affected by the strong air current, and his outstretched wings were broken by the strong wind. He fell again like a kite with a broken string.

After scattering the wall of thorns, Philuffy pointed at the vampire's landing point with her staff:

"Prison of Thorns!"

Countless thorns rose up and closed like a pair of hands, as if they had swallowed the vampire whole. Then there was a flash of cold light, and the tough thorns were torn open by the vampire.

The loss of wings does not matter to vampires. They have no sense of pain and have superb self-regeneration capabilities that are comparable to turning back time. The damage caused by Philuffy can be healed in less than a minute.

But the hurt in my heart is another matter.

The vampire has never seen Philuffy, but he has heard from his companions that there is a stupid young man who is particularly easy to be fooled. He is weak and stupid and can be used to make up for the number of kills.

The Demon King Hunter gang has a weird rule. All members must maintain a certain number of kills according to the number of times in the Demon King Arena. The more times they have experienced the Demon King Arena, the higher the number of kills required. If the number is not enough

, sorry, you are the next number.

Of course, there are benefits to joining a gang. Although reputation cannot be transferred, you will receive magic items as gifts, and there are also many people who turn around and run away as soon as they hear that they are Demon King Hunters.

This feeling of superiority and the system that encourages fighting make many perverts extremely happy.

In this Demon King's Arena, because there were a hundred purely cute newcomers, the vampire and his companions immediately targeted these cute newcomers. In fact, they had already collected enough kills to ensure that they would win in the next two years.

It’s a number that’s more than enough after playing the Demon King’s Arena three times.

So when they saw that Peri Renli was the Demon King at the same time as them, and also had magic items on him, they felt that it was not easy to deal with, so they adopted a relatively friendly attitude.

I just didn't expect that the other party would give me no face.

Lu Jie is also very famous for using candy magic. She is one of the few ruthless demon kings in the same period who would be compared with Durer, but Philuffy is famous for being weak. To be honest, it is even more impressive to be able to survive several times in the Demon King Arena without dying.

surprise.

Being beaten to a disgrace by such a weak and famous guy, the vampire clearly felt an evil fire rising up.

"Blood Magic: Drain!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a thorn. With the effect of the spell, the still-moving thorn seemed to have been drained of its life force, and even the piece of thorn was soft and motionless, as if it had begun to rot.

Vampires possess unique blood magic, which is a type of magic that only vampires can use.

It's just that using it requires consuming the vampire's own blood instead of simply consuming magic power. Using it means that the vampire is really angry.

Following the instructions, within a few moments only a few of the squirming thorns were left under control, and the vampire was approaching at a high speed that could not be seen, as if it wanted to tear Philuffy apart.

Philuffy didn't panic or make any moves. She looked the same as before, but there was no sign of giving up in her eyes.

When the vampire stepped about three meters in front of Philuffy, Philuffy finally made a move.

——Slightly raised a finger.

Green aura burst out at this moment, and the vines that had been drained of their vitality began to move again, faster than vampires.

Realizing that something was wrong, the vampire had no time to turn around. A series of vines came from different directions, like a big net, separating him from Philuffy.

Rushing forward desperately, the vampire's sharp nails just glanced at Philuffy's cheek, leaving a shallow wound, but Philuffy didn't even blink.

"Impossible! When! When did you set up the barrier!"

The excessive reaction speed of the thorns and the sudden explosion of green aura meant that this was a powerful spell. But the vampire was resisting Philuffy's every move throughout the process, and he clearly saw that Philuffy was not casting the spell at all.

Facing the question, the elf shadow behind Philuffy frowned in displeasure and slapped her backhand.

The existence that was supposed to be a mere shadow directly slapped back the vampire who was trying to break free from the thorns, and bounced twice on the ground like a bag of garbage.

This slap made the vampire's jaw crooked, but due to the special characteristics of the undead vampire, he did not fall into unconsciousness.

Only then did the vampire see that among the thorns on the ground, several thorns were arranged in unnatural patterns, like some kind of regular pattern.

This is why Philuffy set up the barrier silently.
To be continued...