Chapter 698 (2/2)

”Emptiness is also a part of the battlefield. Don't play when you are upset.”

Sylvie replied without hesitation.

While the two men were fighting, the physical fighting did not stop.

Aude once again threw out a large number of fly puppets, and let them all fly towards Seaver. One or two of them seemed like small bombers. It didn't matter if one or two of them were one or two. It really made Seaver feel a little headache.

However, Sylvie's copy is not in vain, and his growing sense of fighting makes him almost miss those buzzing fly bombs. The bombs that had been flashed fell into empty houses or ruins, causing a series of big explosions.

When you meet someone who really can't hide, you will let it bump into your own empty battle robe and watch it eroded by the void energy

And Sylvie didn't sit and wait for the other party to shoot. While the fly bomb came, the space around him was covered with etheric wires coated with void energy. As long as Aude dared to get close, he would be torn apart in an instant!

In addition, there are many more fly bombs in the virtual line, the invincible virtual line cut into pieces.

”The effect of flies Is it poison? ”

Sylvie frowned and looked at the green patches on his hand.

He took out an antidote produced by the system and drank it. The green patches quickly faded and disappeared.The effect of the ghost bomb is too much trouble. Not to mention the basic explosive ability, that kind of strange incidental ability let Sylvie suffer a lot.

If it wasn't for his emptiness that could weaken the effect of the ghost bomb on him, I'm afraid he felt like lying dead and waiting for another one to come to revenge shortly after the war.

”No, it can't go on like this...”

What Sylvie doesn't know is that oder is not very well now.

Ghost bomb is a kind of magic that can't be used out of thin air, but the casting material In other words, the casting medium is a puppet that he makes or summons himself.

Although he has a considerable amount of reserves, SIVI's strength is far beyond his expectation. The situation is that the fierce battle not only consumes a lot of physical strength and energy, but also makes his inventory nearly complete.

During the battle, he often took out a pile of white soil, turned into a bird, a rabbit, a dragonfly, a fly or something. Naturally, the magic of ghost bomb could not use the soil as a medium. Oder was just a great magician, and could not create anything at will. In other words, the white soil itself was not right.

In fact, the acquisition of this kind of soil has to cooperate with its own miracle, which is very troublesome. But now is obviously not a time to be able to take the principle of white mud freely.

As time went on, the white clay he could use became less and less

”Damn it, if you keep putting it off...”

At this moment, they did not expect that their own and each other's thinking reached synchronization in this moment.

”In a word, let's do our best in the next strike!”