Chapter 83

With the breeze.

A figure clutching his bow and arrow appeared next to Emerson's body that had fallen to the ground.

It was a Female Elf wearing green wooden gorgeous armor.

She frowned at the headless body and said, "haven't you recovered?"

As soon as the voice fell, like a dry shell, the body dissipated with the wind, revealing a shrunk figure.

And that's Emerson.

"Poof..."

After standing up and spitting out a mouthful of still wriggling black blood, he said weakly to the Female Elf, "thank you..."

Just when the attack came, the other party took the opportunity to send him a magic prop for death at the moment when Olga's attention shifted. That's how he could escape.

For his thanks, the Female Elf didn't say much, but looked at Olga who was still standing straight.

In her senses, after the other party hit her hard with his head, her vitality was still very strong without any sign of weakness.

In the watchful eyes of both, when the smoke on his face slowly dispersed, Olga's head, whose jaw had been completely broken, was revealed. He tried to say to both with his broken voice: "you, we,..."

As he spoke, he tried to repair his eroded flesh and blood.

Compared with the toxin tonic not long ago, the divine power attached to that blow really did him no small harm.

After some attempts, he finally found it difficult to communicate in this way, so he directly pulled down his jaw, which was still entangled with the divine power, together with a large throat, and threw it aside.

"Zizizi..."

Ignoring the rotten meat that quickly turned into blood, he carried his head, which was still dripping blood, leaving only two-thirds of its volume, and showed a ferocious smile to the two elves in front of him.

"Pooh!"

Without the interference of external forces, the damaged parts grew quickly in the sound of tearing flesh and blood.

Jaw bones, roaring bones, teeth... Quickly pierce the flesh and blood and be reshaped.

In a few seconds, Olga's appearance was restored.

The smile on his face doesn't look so ferocious.

No matter the pain of flesh and blood being eroded or the tingling caused by his rapid proliferation, he did not waver.

Olga was very polite, and then said not long ago, "what I just said is not clear. It's my mistake.

I want to ask, are you all in a team?

Support is always so fast, which makes me envy. "

After listening to his words, Alison's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She could clearly feel that the devil in front of her was different from other demons. Even if she attacked the other party, she was still very calm. There was no expression of anger. She could even communicate with herself very rationally, but she could feel the other party's kind of undisguised madness.

"This is a madman..."

Her mind reached a conclusion.

After waiting for a while, he didn't get the answer he wanted. Looking at his elf, Olga sighed with some disappointment: "can't you say?"

Then, without warning, the tail behind him immediately extended the distance of tens of meters and stabbed directly at the Female Elf.

He's ready to read the answer himself.

In the face of his sudden attack, Alison, who was already ready, raised her bow and arrow.

The two collided in an instant!

In the violent impact, Olga's tail pierced the light arrow, and I stabbed at the Female Elf more than once!

Emerson beside her didn't just look at him. He barely recovered some strength from his serious injury. He directly held the sharp blade in his hand and held olgana's tail like a three pointed two edged knife.

Feeling the great power from the other party's tail, Emerson couldn't help blushing. He couldn't imagine why the other party's [median demon] could withstand the power of his whole body just by relying on one tail.

You know, he is a demigod who can lift several young dragons with empty hands!

In this case, the Female Elf didn't hesitate. Her body began to wander around. An arrow was shot from her hand at Olga. The additional divine power was the most harmful thing to him.

This time, in the face of these attacks, Olga did not use his body to connect hard.

The experiment just told him that although this thing doesn't hurt too much, it can really make him uncomfortable.

So shaking hands is a few blood inflammation to form a flame arrow.

"Boom, boom..."

In the constant collision, small mushroom clouds rose around one after another.

As a seriously injured family, Emerson still fought one-on-one with Olga's tail.

I saw that the three sharp ends of Olga's tail even turned into three sharp blades to exchange friendly views with each other.

All kinds of subtle moves are constantly used, making the other party in a hurry!

Ten minutes later.

Alison, the Female Elf, has given up the idea that long-range attacks consume Olga's magic, because she found that in the constant attacks, the other party's energy is as endless as no money.

With the advantage of weapons, she felt tired, and the other party didn't feel tired. She was still as comfortable as walking.

She could not help feeling frightened by the abundant magic reserve.

At the moment, the long bow in her hand has been transformed into a pure melee weapon, and the bow wings on both sides are like flashing sharp blades.

With Alison's graceful dancing skills, she constantly set off a stream of destructive light and chopped away at Olga.

For these attacks, he did not dare to be careless. The flame in his hand directly condensed into a huge sword of three or four meters and kept parrying.

In his eyes, the Female Elf is far more difficult than the male elf in terms of energy attributes and combat skills.

Even the plague virus hidden around has little effect on it.

In fact, not only did he find it difficult to fight with his opponent, but Alison, who was fighting with him, was also surprised. She never thought that a [median demon] could be so strong. When she fought with herself, she could easily hold the senior [demigod] Emerson, just as relaxed as playing. Emerson's face was almost lost in front of him

After another period of time, in the battle between the three, everything within a few kilometers was cut into thin pieces, and countless pits of different sizes were all around, making it as uneven as the surface of the moon.

After gradually gaining the upper hand, he vaguely realized that the other party had another idea. He was already in ordanga, a dozen or two. After some thinking, he chose to escape into a different space and retreat.

Only two elves who did not dare to pursue stood in place, and their eyes were full of vigilance