Chapter 321

The most handy flame he used was lit on the long gun. Although the previous flame was extinguished by the mud monster's fog, it also proved that the flame posed a great threat to it.

Moreover, if the flame is attached to the spear, gray can only cover the spear with a layer of magic before fighting, otherwise he doesn't know whether the spear will be eroded by the strange smell of the mud monster.

If the long gun is damaged, he will die of heartache.

The long gun burning hot flame sweeps on the outstretched arm of the mud monster. The violent force directly tears the arm composed of mud. The hot flame quickly dries the place where the other party contacts the long gun.

The dried sludge turned into hard pieces and flew out, but these sludge did not have the negative effects of the previous sludge and did not immediately kill the surrounding plants.

Sure enough, the hot flame is the bane of this kind of negative energy.

Gray said in his heart that the spear danced quickly and could bring something from the mud monster every time.

Although the mud monster has strange ability and seems to have an immortal body, it doesn't have any combat skills or normal wisdom. Everything is based on instinct.

Before long, the size of the mud monster was greatly reduced, only about one meter and five meters, and the whole body was reduced by more than half. Around them, there were thirsty mud lumps and slippery mud spots everywhere.

Looking at the little mud that had no resistance and could only survive under his attack, gray felt something wrong.

It's not that the mud monster is too difficult to fight, but it's too easy to fight.

Originally, he thought it would be a terrible monster. After all, it was such terrible negative energy. As a result, it could be worn to death slowly. Moreover, he didn't even have a big move, which was better than the boss in the game.

But maybe this guy is the kind of senseless boss who has energy terror but doesn't know how to use it. There are not so many detonators. He takes off his long gun and inserts it behind the mud monster. Then he presses his hands on the ground before the mud monster attacks him.

The huge magic array with himself and the long gun as the two core points lit up, and then the raging flame gushed out from the ground and roasted the mud monster in the center of the magic array.

The mud monster made a harsh roar in the magic array and kept beating the magic array. The black fog tried to extinguish the flame, but the magic array was different from the fireball he made. The magic array had his continuous magic as a support, and the other party could not extinguish it at once.

With the continuous operation of the magic array, the sound died down, the action of the mud monster became more and more powerless, and the slightest black fog was burned.

After a few minutes, the mud monster has turned into a motionless clay sculpture in the flame. Although it can't be seen clearly in the flame, just looking at the posture, you can know that it is absolutely because the whole body is dried up by the flame and can't move.

But even knowing that the other party had been baked into clay, gray didn't relax, but continued to burn.

Because the smell before the mud monster was really strong. He didn't trust that he died so simply. It's just a waste of magic. It's better to be safe.

"Gray, it's so boring. Isn't that smelly guy dead yet?" Little Molly is bored sitting on his shoulder. Gray has been holding this position for a long time.

Gray's face was slightly heavy and taught: "as an excellent Potter, we must have good patience in order to make popular pottery figurines."

After a ceramic artist patiently burned for a few minutes, he slowly withdrew the magic array, took back his long gun and looked at the mud monster in the center.

At this time, there was only a clay sculpture emitting a hot smell, a strange human clay sculpture, which was different from the previous bloated. At this time, its limbs were obviously slender.

It can be seen that the mud on the clay sculpture is dripping, and on the chest of the clay sculpture, it seems that countless faces overlap and want to rush out.

Gray went far away, put out his long gun and poked at the floating face's chest.

KAKA!

The sound of fragmentation sounded, and at the position of the long gun, the cobweb like crack spread around.

A ray of blue light came out of the crack, faint and almost negligible, but gray saw it.

The hand holding the long gun tightened slightly. Gray gently stepped back two steps and stared at the broken clay sculpture.

The cracks spread from the chest like a cobweb to the whole body of the clay sculpture. Three seconds later, the clay sculpture was full of cracks, and a breeze could break it.

Gray touched his chin with his left hand and blew at the clay sculpture.

WOW!

The clay sculpture collapsed instantly. A big blue face composed of several faces rushed out of the broken chest of the clay sculpture and roared to the direction pursued by the mud monster.

"Ghost!" Little Molly shouted excitedly. Her small hand patted him on the shoulder. "It's going to run away, gray, grab it."

"No problem!"

Gray answered, and he had chased out before little Molly reminded him.

Although the ghost face was also floating and moving, it was not fast. Gray soon blocked in front of the ghost face.

"Go back, go back!" The ghost's face cried, trying to bypass him from one side. Although it didn't look very smart, it obviously remembered who killed its entity and knew that this man was terrible.

Gray shot out and hit the ghost face, but it didn't have any effect. It just scattered the ghost face.

The other party has no entity, and the physical attack effect is limited!

Gray immediately thought of it, but the ghost face had bypassed him and continued to fly back.

There was a trace of magic on the long gun, and gray attacked again with the gun.

However, when the long gun was swept out, gray suddenly felt that it was a pity to directly kill such good research materials. This was the first time he met a ghost.

So he swept out half of the long gun. When he was about to hit the ghost face, he stopped his strength, and the magic flame shot out from the grab tip. A flame cage was built around the ghost face to cover it.

The ghost face seemed to be very afraid of the flame. After being trapped, he kept roaring, but he didn't dare to break through the flame blockade.

Several different faces appeared on the ghost's face, shouting angrily. The voices were male, female, old and young, and sometimes seemed to be a mixture of several voices.

"Gray, I'm curious. There seem to be several people." Little Molly looked at the ghost face and wondered.

"Yes, there should be several people." Gray nodded. He didn't feel any doubt. As soon as he saw the situation, it was likely that several people's souls were squeezed into one by some force. The only thing to care about was what force could make people's souls become one so perfectly.

No, there is another possibility, that is, it is really just a soul, but this person's soul is alienated, resulting in different personalities and competing for the dominance of the soul. This internal struggle consumes a lot of power, so it seems that the brain is not enough.

"Gray, what shall we do?" Little Molly is asking what to do with the ghost face.

Don't think so much, gray thought, "I'll try if I can seal it. If I can't seal it, I can only kill it."

If it can't be sealed, he doesn't have anything that can carry ghosts, and it looks very chaotic and can't be controlled at will. It's not safe to take it with him. He can only be killed. It can be regarded as a contribution to the world.