Chapter 464 Cloak
On the dirty streets, the stone pavement is covered with a thick layer of dark brown feces and sewage. It is not even clear whether it is human or animal excrement. You can clearly feel it when you step on it. An unpleasantly slippery feeling.
The surroundings are filled with a pungent stench that smokes your eyes.
Jilan’s expression did not change and he walked straight forward.
Soon, he met a patrol guard wrapped in a face scarf at the intersection ahead.
But this time, Gillan had no intention of paying attention to these guys. He walked slowly to a nearby alley and waited for the guards to leave.
At the same time, taking advantage of this little time, he closed his eyes.
Consciousness sank.
Gilan entered his own spiritual kingdom.
He came to the Cross Sword bonfire at the top of the Heart Tower and threw in the negative he just got.
Bear!
The real negatives belonging to Afu were quickly licked, burned and devoured by tongues of fire.
A mysterious and powerful invisible force reacted and acted on the "Mad King" of the Thumb Throne.
Iros stood up from the throne.
The translucent cloak behind him actually ignited a raging fire, and then the fire became bigger and bigger.
The original illusory cloak was reborn in the flames and became a reality again. But this time it became very wide and long, even dragging to the ground.
Its whole body is scarlet in color, as if it was made of blood.
Looking carefully, you can also find that the cloak is actually made of blood-colored feathers. It is said to be a cloak, but it is more like a luxurious and mysterious blood-feather cloak.
It can wrap the entire "Mad King" in it.
Jilan can clearly feel that this new cloak can move according to his will. It is like an extra limb, quite flexible and changeable.
And the scarlet cloak is like a train hammer, containing the power of law!
'His Majesty Afu said that this ray of law can make up for my shortcomings, so that's it...'
Jilan has a clear understanding.
The power of the new cloak consists of three aspects.
First, it can curl up and stretch at will, and has extremely strong mysterious resistance and defense capabilities. Combined with the secret force-relieving technique "Return" that Ji Lan has mastered, it can be said to be even more powerful.
Secondly, it can be hardened briefly, and the edge of the cloak will become extremely sharp, like a blade. When fighting at close range, it can have an unexpected effect.
Thirdly, it can split into independent blood feathers and throw them out, which is one of Jilan's few long-range attack methods.
Can attack or defend, can be far or near.
The new cloak's blessing to the "Mad King" is quite comprehensive, and it is another great improvement to its overall strength!
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Gilan opened his eyes in the dirty alley, with a smile on his face.
The strengthening of "Mad King" put him in a good mood.
At this time, the group of patrol guards had left, and Gilan walked out of the alley again and went straight through the intersection.
After going deeper for a while, he finally came to the center of the town and stopped in front of a small Dawn Church.
According to the original plot, the area near this church is haunted by "Windmill Cats".
But this time, Jilan failed to find any trace of the other party.
He knows that "Windmill Cat" is very special, not completely controlled by the plot, and is extremely uncertain.
So this situation was also expected by him.
Gilan searched near the church to no avail, so he expanded the scope of his search. He walked through the deserted streets, his vision unfolding in full force.
Almost half an hour later.
Gilan searched almost half of the town.
Just when he was wondering whether the "Windmill Cat" was deliberately hiding and not showing up, Gilan finally found traces of the other party in a residential area in the south of the city.
I saw a golden cat-headed man in black robe standing alone at the door of a house, clasping his hands and bowing his head in prayer toward the cross painted on the wooden door.
As Jilan approached, the Windmill Cat chuckled twice:
"Ah ah ah, look who is here?"
It raised its head, grinning from the corner of its mouth to the base of its ears, revealing a mouth full of ferocious and wriggling fangs.
“Oh, my delicious friend, we meet again... This time you came here deliberately, you must not be chatting with me.”
“What do you think, Parr? ? "
Jilan said lightly.
"Tsk, tsk." Windmill Cat put his hands behind his back and walked around while looking up and down at the purple-eyed young man. "It seems that it was your victory last time that blinded you with your arrogance, and you actually dared to come to your door..."
"If I can kill you once, there will be a second time."< br>
Jilan swung his cane, and when the blood mist filled the air, he turned it into a knight's sword.
“I want this negative of yours.”
“Oh ho ho!” Windmill Cat laughed heartily. "My delicious friend, you are so funny!"
Smiling, it showed a ferocious look. Apparently it was the last death that caused him to have a strong hatred for Gillan.
"In that case, I will seriously play with you this time -"
Windmill Cat said.
It raised a plump paw and flicked its fingers.
Phew!
A spherical lava the size of a human head, burning with raging flames, flew towards Jilan at a rapid speed.
Jilan's expression remained unchanged as he dodged to the left, passing through the blurred afterimage.
The lava ball flew through the air and hit the street behind him, making a loud roar.
Like several grenades detonating at the same time, a huge fireball exploded, with high-temperature aftermath and flying sparks scattered everywhere.
The Windmill Cat missed the target, but was not in a hurry, and raised its paw to move again.
"Hey hehe..." It smiled strangely. "Smell it? My delicious friend, this is the smell of hell."
Swish, swish, swish! !
The slag fireballs were like machine guns, covering Gilan's position.
With a cold face, Jilan dodged left and right, rushing towards the Windmill Cat through the rain of fireballs.
He held a knight's sword and split the fireball that was impossible to dodge. The silver sword light flashed and made a clanging sound.
Pieces of molten slag were cut open and exploded into two fireballs, passing by Gilan's side. After a few breaths, Gilan was already in front of Windmill Cat. Without saying a word, he struck down his head with a move of Universal Sword Skill.
The brilliant silver light is like a horse.
Clang! !
But Windmill Cat narrowed his eyes, raised his paw, and took Jilan's sword forcefully, making a sharp and crisp sound.
Sparks flew everywhere, lighting up their faces.
Jilan glanced out of the corner of his eye and discovered that the Windmill Cat's claws had turned into a glossy texture like obsidian at some point. They were quite hard and could ignore the sharpness of his own sword.
“Death!”
Jilan shouted coldly.
He held the sword in both hands and struck out six or seven swords in the blink of an eye.
The exquisite sword skills are superb in his hands and have great killing beauty.
The silver light flashed across, forming a six-pointed star, enveloping the entire Windmill Cat.
Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang! !
The golden cat-headed man was unhurried. An obsidian-like claw passed left and right, catching each sword accurately.
“Flogged.” It laughed.
As he spoke, a wriggling golden magma suddenly appeared in his other hand, and suddenly stretched out, turning into a slender high-temperature fire whip.
Whoops!
The fire whip is like a snake, winding and moving.
Jilan quickly switched from offense to defense, and his sword moves changed.
The originally slashed sword light turned into silver dots, surrounding the body and forming an arc-shaped halo.
There was a bang.
Jilan was severely beaten by the fire whip and flew backwards.
His sword moves were defeated by the whip of Windmill Cat!
Hmm, bang, bang.
Gilan took a few steps back after landing. The pain from the fight with Af became more serious at this moment.
He raised his head expressionlessly and wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The Windmill Cat swung the fire whip and said with a smile:
“Ah, my delicious friend, what’s wrong with you? You dare to come to me even though you are injured, you look down on Invincible Windmill cat?”
Gilan didn’t speak, just took a deep breath.
If he could, of course he would recharge his batteries and look for Windmill Cat again, but the problem is that this is the last chance to review the movie.
If you can't get all the negatives at once, you'll miss it if you miss it.
He stepped on it and approached the Windmill Cat again.
But obviously, Windmill Cat does not like close combat.
I saw the cat-headed man swinging his fire whip across a distance of more than ten meters, whipping towards Jilan, trying to stop him.
Whoosh!
Crack!
Mars and high-temperature magma splashed around, and heat waves hit our faces.
Gilan kept dodging, waving the knight sword in his hand to deflect the fire whip.
The Windmill Cat took the opportunity to raise its other hand and wave toward the sky.
“Come! My little cuties!”
As soon as it finished speaking, a huge complex magic circle appeared in the mid-air above its head, with a dazzling golden-red luster all over its body, like a soldering iron.
Boom!
Rolling black smoke filled with pungent sulfur gas came out, covering the entire street.
Immediately afterwards, irregular lava balls as big as a carriage and as small as a millstone were summoned from the magic circle, falling like meteorite rain.
The dull whistling sound suddenly appeared, which was breathtaking.
Ji Lan's heart trembled.
Compared with the playful game mentality last time, Windmill Cat is obviously serious this time, and the hell spells used are more difficult and powerful than the last.
Boom! !
A lava ball that was taller than a man came down. Jilan narrowly avoided it, but it spattered countless magma sparks.
A huge dent was made on the stone pavement, raising dust and gravel several meters high.
The high temperature shock wave swept through, and Jilan felt that his hair was on fire and his skin was burning and stinging.
This is not over yet.
As soon as he jumped away and regained his balance, two smaller lava balls blocked the dodge space, one on the left and one on the right.
A dazzling golden fire whip was coming towards me like a long snake hunting for prey.
咻——
"Refining!" Jilan's face was cold, and he actually raised his left hand of flesh and blood to touch the huge molten slag above his head.
Crackling!
Alchemy was activated, and the moment the slag ball comparable to Jilan's size touched his palm, it was covered in dense silver arcs.
In the blink of an eye, it decomposed and reconstructed into a huge ice sculpture.
The fire whip came and there was a loud bang.
The ice sculpture shattered, exploded, and turned into cool ice crystal fragments, extinguishing the hell-like sea of fire around it.
The white mist from melting ice and evaporation obscures the view.
Jilan pressed his hand on the ground again.
“Refining!”
Almost the moment he activated alchemy again, the fire whip controlled by the windmill cat struck again.
But this is the moment Jilan has been waiting for.
Crash——
The ground was decomposed and reconstructed, turning into a huge ice sculpture palm, grabbing the fire whip!
“I caught you!” Gillan grinned.
(End of this chapter)