novellk Chapter 2708 Cultivator
Chapter 2708 Cultivator
"Tsk! Tsk tsk tsk!!!"
The red worm life form spread along Fang Heng's right hand, and once it touched something, it would bite rapidly!
Almost instantly, Fang Heng's right hand was rapidly devoured by the red insect body!
The entire palm was swallowed up in the blink of an eye!
What the hell!
Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly left, keeping a long distance from Proust, with vigilance flashing in his eyes.
Who is that guy?
Even though he looks seriously injured, he still has such terrifying fighting power.
"Fang Heng!"
Seeing Fang Heng injured, the instructors were shocked.
However, the next moment, Fang Heng's bitten-off right palm quickly regrew.
Fortunately, Fang Heng possesses some powerful self-healing ability.
Proust looked at Fang Heng with a playful expression.
"Teachers, we have found some clues about the advancement of God-level Necromancer. We will discuss it in detail after we return. You go first. I have a way to hold him off for a while."
The instructors looked at each other and then at Georgi.
"Fang Heng, be careful, he is very powerful."
Georgi raised his hand to signal the injured undead mentors to quickly jump onto the back of the bone dragon and evacuate.
"You go first, we'll stay here to pick up Fang Heng."
The necromancy instructors all stood on the backs of the undead bone dragons high in the sky.
Even though Fang Heng possesses spatial abilities and can escape more easily than ordinary people, he is still somewhat unstable. If anything unexpected happens to Fang Heng, they still have ways to provide support.
Proust kept staring at Fang Heng.
The guys from the Undead Council had caused him a lot of trouble, and he didn't want to let them leave just like that. But when he saw Fang Heng, Proust changed his mind.
Compared to this group of people, killing Fang Heng is obviously more important.
"Hehehehe..."
Proust took a short breath to adjust his condition, and his injured body was recovering very quickly.
Fang Heng flew close to Proust and swung the Queen's scepter in his hand forward fiercely!
boom! !
When Proust's body was hit by the scepter, it swung out to form tiny lines, absorbing all the impact.
"Haha! I've told you so many times, this trick is useless!"
Fang Heng's attacks also have the effects of Hellfire Burning and Soul Freezing.
However, without the Queen's power, the two abilities were greatly weakened and were almost ineffective against Proust.
Only the contaminated netherfire can cause slight damage.
Proust's right hand quickly condensed into countless fine red nematodes, forming a rapidly rotating cone that penetrated towards Fang Heng's heart.
Sudden! ! !
The dense aura of death gathered around and condensed into a solid black shield in front of Fang Heng!
"Boom!"
Fang Heng's pupils suddenly shrank.
The spikes actually penetrated the black fog composed of the breath of death very easily!
How did you do it! ?
"laugh!!!"
The spikes bit the flesh on his chest, and just before they were about to penetrate and crush his heart, Fang Heng hid in the secondary space projection and quickly retreated a long distance.
After leaving the secondary space projection, Fang Heng observed Proust's ability again and was secretly alert in his heart.
He discovered that Proust possessed a very special ability that allowed him to ignore most of the attacks from the Undead System, and was even completely immune to the effects of attacks from the Nether System.
"Interesting, the power of space." Proust also looked at Fang Heng with a hint of amusement in his eyes, and raised his right hand again, "But, I won't be so lucky next time."
“Squeak, squeak…”
Proust's right hand split and turned into thin red thread-like insect bodies, while dotted space fluctuations appeared around them.
"Swift!!!"
Proust strikes again!
High in the sky, Georgi stood on the back of a bone dragon, looking at the battle below with a solemn expression.
After Fang Heng realized the power of the Netherworld River, his strength increased further.
Not only the various attributes of the body, but also the control of the energy of the breath of the dead world!
Fang Heng is no longer affected by any negative effects of the dead world, and can even be enhanced to a great extent.
But unfortunately, his ability to control the aura of the dead world was completely ineffective against Proust!
After Fang Heng tried several attacks, he began to dodge the opponent's attacks by moving at high speed.
Not only did he want to deal with Proust, he even caused more and more nematode disasters to emerge from the River of Hell and quickly chase after him, leaving him no chance at all.
Not good!
Seeing Proust catching up quickly from the right, his arms after being transformed could even extend a long distance beyond his body, darting forward like a venomous snake! !
The next moment, Fang Heng stepped into the secondary space projection again.
"laugh!!!"
However, Proust's red right arm chased into the secondary space projection like a poisonous snake and directly bit off a large piece of flesh from Fang Heng's body!
Sudden! !
Proust punched Fang Heng in the face with his back hand, and with a bang, Fang Heng was blasted out of the secondary space projection!
"hey-hey!"
Proust looked at Fang Heng who was flying backwards from the secondary space projection, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly chased after him.
"Fang Heng, you are not the only one who understands the power of the space system. Let's see how you run this time!"
Huh?
Suddenly, Proust's heart moved.
When Fang Heng was about to be knocked backwards, a rapidly swirling magic circle suddenly appeared under his feet!
Along with the flow of natural breath, dense vines sprang out from the swirling magic circle!
"Bang! Bang bang!!!!"
The fast-growing, clinging vines were so dense that they blocked Proust's view.
That's it?
Proust did not slow down at all. He locked Fang Heng firmly with his senses and relied on his physical strength to break through the layers of vine barriers in front of him.
Got you! Fang Heng!
Sudden!
Proust raised his right arm and was about to throw another punch, but was suddenly surprised to find that Fang Heng's speed increased explosively in an instant!
Before his punch was about to hit him, Fang Heng easily dodged the punch and even moved back a long distance.
Annual rings - slow.
After Fang Heng stepped back a long distance, he stared at Proust, his heart pounding.
Proust's strength is terrifying.
Melee attacks can devour flesh and blood, and even absorb some of his attributes after the attack.
If he continues to pester her, he will gradually fall into the other party's trap.
It seems that I can only use the ultimate move.
If it doesn't work, run away.
The Eternal Tree World gave Fang Heng some space to think about how to deal with Proust.
"Hahahaha! Fang Heng! Interesting! I didn't expect you to have so many abilities. Tell me who trained you..." Proust looked at Fang Heng without answering, and a hint of coldness appeared on the corner of his mouth. "What? You don't want to tell me? Then go to hell!" (End of this chapter)