Accidentally reincarnated into a magic book

Chapter 235 Shock
"Hey, old man, are you all right?"

On the ground, Honor stood in front of Shi Lao.

The old man clutched his chest, sweating profusely, as if he was struggling to hold on.

"I don't need your help..." Boss Shi gasped for breath, it seemed that even speaking was already difficult.

"He is really a strong old man."

"You guy, aren't you fighting that demon? Why?"

"Ah, um, since we are planning to use powerful magic, it will be very troublesome if you are still in there."

O'Nor had previously yelled at Shi Lao below, but he didn't get a response from the old man, so he probably guessed that Shi Lao's situation was not optimistic.

"If you have time to save this old man, it's better to save the liger fierce fist over there, ahem." Shi Lao said angrily, and pointed to Honor's collapsed liger fierce fist. Wrapped by a red band of light, although he was rescued, it seemed that all his power had been taken away.

"Alifia, you take them to a safe place."

Onor stretched out his hand, as if hearing his call, a hole in space opened, and a golden little dragon stretched out its head.

"Where's mom?"

"Don't worry, after you throw them in a safe place, go to Tamara and the others, and then I will join you."

Onor touched Alifia's head, and said: "Don't eat them, or go back and spank your ass."

Immediately after Honor lifted his hand, the golden little dragon flew up quietly. Although Alyfia was small in size, she was not weak in strength. She easily picked up the collar of Shilao and Shihu fierce fist, and put the crippled dragon into the air. The two of them led out of the barrier.

"Then, next." Yaonor patted the dust on his hands and looked up into the sky.

A blood mist exploded in the air, and tiny pieces of meat fell to the ground.

"Uh..." Honor trembled, "Although it's not true, seeing myself being shot in the head by someone else makes me feel a little disgusted."

That's right, Onor used a small trick, and the demon who entered the battle state was almost crazy, but the other party never thought that Onor's body was not a real body.

His body is made of Huili, that is to say, as long as the Huili is enough, God knows that Lord can instantly build another Onor, which is a skill similar to clone.

So he used the clone at the moment of moving in space to attract the opponent's attention, and the main body fell back to the ground in the form of a magic book, and then transformed into a human form again.

Then as expected, Reaper was attracted by Honor's clone, because Honor was not very proficient in manipulating the clone, so he couldn't make too difficult evasive moves, and was naturally caught by the opponent.

But what O'Noor expected was that the other party would treat his split body so cruelly.

"It would be terrible if you did get caught."

Onor thought this way, but just thinking about it made him shudder.

"call."

Onor let out a hot breath.

He held it in the air, and in the sky, faint blue rays of light emerged and intertwined, and he held a long sword of soul in his hand.

"It's too cheating for you to use a weapon alone." Onor laughed.

He swung at the long scythe stuck in the ground, and the sword energy intertwined with his soul burst out of the air, cutting off the long scythe's shaft.

"Ok?"

At the top of the sickle, the Demon Reaper had just eaten the boy's last toe into his stomach, and his body suddenly tilted, losing support.

Gravity dragged it down, and the God of Death spread his wings wide and flew to a high place in an instant.

"Boom!"

He wanted to fly to a higher place, but his body shook violently as if hitting a wall.

—that is the sky with a roof.

Only then did he realize that the barrier that Honor had laid before had not dissipated.

If the caster is killed, the enchantment should automatically expire.

The Grim Reaper suddenly grinned in dissatisfaction, no wonder he wasn't full just now, it turned out that guy wasn't dead.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Above the ground, several rays of light rushed towards the god of death.

Grim Reaper narrowed his eyes, and finally saw the radiant body clearly.

It wasn't magic or sword energy, but the power of the soul that could deal an effective blow to his body.

"Blood sickle."

The face that had been smiling all the time froze, he waved to the air, and the broken sickle turned into a weapon and returned to his hand.

At the same time, the Death God's body atomized together with the blood scythe, rushing downward like a ghost.

[Demons are different from humans. They usually have multiple abilities and also control the power of space. Apart from light magic, only soul strikes can be effective against them. Please use the corresponding abilities with caution. 】

"Exactly what I want!"

In the sky, Honor rushed up.

He and Grim Reaper are like two meteors crossing the sky, colliding with each other on the same orbit.

"boom!"

The bloody sickle came to Honor from afar, and Honor was not afraid. He blocked the attack with his long sword and blocked the attack of the blood sickle.

But the blood sickle was like a living thing. The red blade suddenly liquefied and turned into a pair of bloody hands to firmly grasp Honor's soul sword.

The sound of "hissing" burning on the soul sword continued, and the tighter the spreading bloody hand grasped, the higher the temperature of the soul sword.

"retreat!"

Onor shouted loudly, the blade of the sword shook, and the faint blue flames on those bloody hands ignited, burning them up in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed forward with his long sword, trying to cut through the black mist.

But as if the black mist knew Honor's thoughts, the moment it was about to touch the blade, it split into two and spread to both sides.

Onor was hesitating on which side to attack, and saw that the separated black mist changed at the same time, turning into two demons at once.

"Will this guy be cloned too?"

O'Nor slashed with his horizontal sword, and slashed at the devil on the left.

But the two Majindou smiled slightly, swung the left and right blood scythes at the same time, and attacked Honor without any dead ends.

Honor quickly turned from defense to offense.

Keep the blade in front of you.

"when!"

Although the avatar is difficult to entangle, Onor's soul sword is formed by the gathering of countless souls. The blood sickle cuts on the soul sword and breaks in two instantly.

O'Nor took the opportunity to slash to the left, hitting the armor of the god of death.

"It's tough."

Honor didn't feel like cutting flesh and blood.

He was a little surprised, the soul sword is clearly the sword of beheading souls, it stands to reason that physical defense would not be effective against the soul sword.

"Could it be that?"

[The demon is already in the state of soul. 】

"This guy is not a demon, why is he still in the state of a soul!"

Honor said dissatisfied, but he didn't have time to listen to God's explanation. Since the opponent has turned into a soul, it also means that there is no need to worry about that guy's resurgence.

Onor withdrew his sword, wanting to attack again.

But he suddenly found that the soul sword seemed to be embedded in the black armor of the god of death, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Hee hee, it's time for your death!"

The God of Reaper on the left tightly held Honor's soul sword with both hands, and at the same time the God of Death on the right had come behind Honor.

"Soul enslavement."

Onor closed his eyes and meditated.

In the next instant, countless chains appeared from behind Honor.

(End of this chapter)