Chapter 892 Numerous Advantage

No matter how powerful a magic item is, it is still a tool at its core. This means that no matter how powerful its ability is, the user is always the biggest weakness of the magic item.

For example, the perfect invisibility ability of the Mirror Coat could have concealed Pei Renli's location, but because he still had the Water Dragon King's orb on him, the aura emitted by him was discovered by the Lich Crossrod.

In the same way, the defense of the Secret Energy Shield is invincible. No attack can pass through the Secret Energy Shield, but the user becomes a weak point.

The severe pain eroded the nerves in an instant, but soon the pain turned into a kind of soreness and numbness.

This was not good news, because along with the onset of soreness and numbness, Pei Renli seemed to have lost his strength. He knelt down softly, holding on without lying directly on the ground.

Poison? Negative energy? Or curse?

Either way, it's not a good thing.

"You were careless and didn't pay enough attention."

Continuous fighting and being repeatedly ravaged by high-quality magic power ravaged his sensory nerves. Pei Renli's perception of subtle movements has become weaker, and his reaction speed has also become slower.

Theoretically speaking, an attack from behind can be caught by a thousand eyes the moment it breaks out of the sand. However, when Pei Renli put up the secret energy shield to block the frozen ball, he was in a daze for a moment. This moment of carelessness led to

the current results.

As the only player who needed to play the entire match, Pei Renli had underestimated his own endurance, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, there was no other all-powerful master like him who could swoop through the formation at any time.

The Lich Crossrod hooked his knuckles while speaking, and the sand under Pei Renli's feet began to squirm slightly. He saw with his own eyes that the sharp whip made of vertebrae exploded into the sand and launched a fatal blow to his head.

hit.

"Tiger Fist!"

The bone-white whip that emerged from the dust was firmly grasped by one hand and pulled hard.

"The Magic Stick Technique!"

With a snap, the long stick with two copper hoops broke it.

The Lich was caught off guard and staggered. As soon as he steadied his feet, he saw large twisted thorns growing out of the yellow sand under his feet.

"The thorns are growing!"

With a sweep of the staff in his hand, the entangled thorns suddenly slowed down as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

"Dance of Fire!"

Six fireballs of different sizes poured down from above diagonally one after another. The Lich propped up the shield of the dead and quickly retreated.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared behind the Lich. Crossroad felt the breath of a living person, his bones twisted at strange angles, and he used his staff to block the dagger swinging down.

But another fast and furious figure took this opportunity to outflank him from the left and right, hitting the Lich's shield of the dead with two bangs.

He pinched a seal with his finger bones, and rolling flames flew out from the hem of his robe mixed with a deafening roar, temporarily forcing the three of them back.

But a flash of light pierced the rolling flames, and when he looked closely, he discovered that it was the blade of a scimitar, and it struck the Lich Crossrod's head with a knife.

The lich's bones have been strengthened by magic, so they won't break in such a moment, and there are no living human tissues, so there is no need to worry about the dizziness caused by a concussion, and he can use his staff to sweep behind him without looking.

The owner of the scimitar was also very careful and did not greedy the sword at all. He immediately retreated after the hit, and the staff only swept away the target.

At this time, the flames of the Raging Flame Explosion completely dispersed. The Lich saw that there were several more people on the field, but not only was he not worried, but he said happily:

"But now that we've come out, I thought you would hide in the stands and watch the show."

The young monk Qingning, Phil Fei, the elemental dancer Charlie, the three girls who call themselves the Three Stars of the Demon King, and the lizard man Kent.

This is a group of people who did not play, but also came out to fight at this time.

Philuffy helped Pei Renli up from the ground and said:

"Atlas, you haven't sent a signal for a long time. We can't wait. It won't have any impact on the plan."

"No, it was my fault in judgment. You came at the right time."

Pei Renli actually planned to hold on for a while, and it was best to deal with the Lich Crossrod alone.

In fact, he was really overconfident. This guy was different from his previous incarnations. His intelligence level was too high. Coupled with Lien Chan's fatigue, Pei Renli fell heavily in his hands.

He opened the lampshade of the soul-returning lantern, and the advanced recovery technique that came with the lantern quickly eliminated the numbness, but this also brought the pain back, and Perrenli had to grin and drink the healing potion.

Fortunately, no internal organs were injured. With the help of healing potions and healing techniques, the bleeding could at least be stopped quickly without having much impact on the battle.

"Come here and let me see what these people you have been hiding are capable of."

Philuffy immediately fired an air cannon. The Lich could obviously take it down, but he moved two steps in an attempt to avoid it.

While he was maneuvering, the Demon King's three consecutive stars swarmed up.

The cooperation of the three of them made it look like there were 6, 9, or 12 of them in an instant. Their special movements were dazzling.

But for the Lich, whose eyes had rotted away, simple blinding methods could only have a very limited effect. He pinched his finger bones to create a seal.

Just as the spell was about to be activated, Kent and Qingning surrounded him from the left and right from the illusion created by the Demon King's Three Stars.

"Flying Dragon Flash!"

A stream of light that was difficult to see passed through the Lich's left side, but he reacted quickly. Kent's flying dragon only cut off a small section of the Lich's finger in a flash.

Flying Dragon Flash is a combat skill that becomes more powerful the faster it goes. After using it at the same time, there will be a short period of stiffness. Kent uses this skill when he comes up, mainly because he has teammates around him to assist him.

Qingning took advantage of the lich's dodge, inserted the long stick into the sand, and then stepped forward.

"Leopard Fist!"

A punch hit the Lich's ribs, and the surging energy caused his body to tilt.

Qing Ning is a warrior monk, so close combat is his specialty.

Without hesitation, he bent his elbow and aimed at the Lich's throat:

"Snake-shaped trickster!"

"Liuhe Fist Strength!"

"Dragon-shaped fist!"

"The white snake spits a letter!"

Several different sets of punches were mixed together, and the bones in the Lich's body erupted with crackling sounds. Finally, Qingning printed a palm on the Lich's sternum:

"Fierce Palm!"

The fierce energy burst out, and the Lich flew back as if it had been hit by a truck. The seal he just pinched also dispersed at this time, leaving no chance to activate the spell.

At this time, Philuffy had just helped Pei Renli up, and when she saw this, she also pointed her staff at the lich that was flying backwards:

"Chaos Arrow!"

An arrow of chaotic energy hit the Lich, who was flying backwards in mid-air. You could hear his bones cracking, and two of them were probably broken.

"The Burning Dance!"

The elemental dancer Char at the other end started a manic dance. As soon as the Lich hit the sand dune, blazing flames immediately erupted from underneath him.

There was no time to defend, so they all hit.

However, everyone also knows that it is impossible to deal with the lich with this quick attack, not to mention that this lich is the incarnation of the real enemy, with a divine shield on his body, and most of the damage is directly reduced and ignored.

Several people immediately surrounded him quickly, intending to continue the siege without giving him any chance.

"Spread out! Don't come up all at once!"

Pei Renli's reminder made everyone stop, and almost at the same time, the bulging flames were blown away, and the brightness in the field of vision suddenly dimmed, as if the sunlight had been swallowed up.

The waves formed by the negative energy spread in all directions, completely tearing the flames apart. The half-bowl-shaped energy stopped just in front of everyone. If Pei Renli's reminder had not been completed, they might have been covered by the negative blast.

Stepping on the remaining flames and hot sand, the Lich Crossrod shook his neck, making a crunching sound.

"Oh, I really can't underestimate you. The number of people is too disadvantageous for me."

After all, the lich is a spellcaster, and he cannot violate some of the inherent flaws of spellcasters.

For example, casting spells requires the use of spells and gestures. A series of fast attacks will give him no chance to cast spells, and even the Lich will be seriously injured.

But one thing that needs to be noted is that Pei Renli let Phil Feifei and the others play last, not because he planned to keep them as his trump card.

This is purely because Philuffy and the others are the weakest. If they had come up from the beginning, apart from being unable to attack due to too many people, they would probably not have the strength to deal with the real enemy after several fierce battles in their incarnations.

What's more, it's impossible for a lich to only have this ability.

"It's no fun if I'm always beaten. Let me slightly reverse the numerical disadvantage."

The Lich thrust his staff into the ground, and the slightly slanted shadow quickly stretched and expanded, passing under everyone's feet and spreading to an invisible place.

For a moment, the dry and hot khaki desert was completely enveloped in the color of the shadows, but the next moment, the shadows shattered and turned into circles of different sizes.

Many humanoid silhouettes stood up from the shadows, as if the shadows had turned into entities.

Pei Renli pressed his temples, and sure enough, the shadow of the devil appeared.

Is the real enemy right? The Demon King has absolute control over the Arena. The Demon King's shadow appeared the last time he came here. It makes no sense that when Pei Renli and the others made it known that the horses and horses were about to rebel, the Demon King's shadow would not appear.

"Experience the remnants and resentments of the demon kings of past generations."

Now the ones with a numerical disadvantage are Pei Renli and the others.
To be continued...