Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

The old elf's teleportation ability was very special. Without raising his hand or casting any spells, it was as if he had used his mental power to erase the distance between him and Zhou Ning, and instantly appeared beside Zhou Ning.

This is a skill only a super-class mage can master: teleportation. In addition to teleporting, it can also inflict a certain amount of spatial damage to the teleportation location.

But Zhou Ning's reaction was beyond his expectations. Even before he could perform teleportation, he raised the gun in his hand and shot firmly at the place where he was about to be teleported!

boom! boom! boom!

Three consecutive shots, bullets flowing with golden flames, wrapped in thin ice, and lingering with divine power, pierced the void and hit the old elf's head.

This is not the power of Observation Haki. In fact, after entering this church, his Observation Haki has been severely suppressed. This is purely his fighting instinct at work. He has experienced a similar experience before when fighting Holweg. This is an indescribable unique feeling, as if everything is under his control.

Amidst the sounds of bang bang bang, the old elf's head was once again knocked back as if he had been delivered to the door. One of his compound eyes was even blown out by a bullet, spitting out bluish-purple mucus, allowing the dazzling golden ripples to continuously drill into it, burning with a sizzling sound.

It looked terrible, but it wasn't even a serious injury. It just forced his body to sway backwards involuntarily, and he covered his face in agony.

At this time, more spider elves surrounded him, blocking Zhou Ning's way. Fortunately, the two-leaf and one-leaf elves outside the door did not rush in, otherwise Zhou Ning would not have been able to make up for his loss even if he had two more lives.

Facing the first few elves to bear the brunt of the attack, Zhou Ning's skill [Gun Fighting: Psychic Counterattack] flashed on his panel. He used his elbow to forcibly interrupt the charge of one of the elves. While swinging his arm, he switched to a gun and gave another elf a melee headshot.

[Gun Fighting: Psychic Counterattack (Elementary): When attacked by an enemy at close range, there is a chance to block and gain a counterattack effect. During the effect, there is a chance to forcibly interrupt the enemy's attack and launch a close-range attack on the enemy, including but not limited to using melee shooting or elbow and knee techniques to strike the target, but it does not reduce the damage already taken.]

It was the first time that Zhou Ning triggered this effect, and he found it really useful. In the state of mental counterattack, he seemed to have weapons all over his body: knee strikes, elbow strikes, close-range shooting, and even attacks with the butt of a gun, leaving varying degrees of damage on each elf that passed by.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

He quickly rushed through the second encirclement and arrived at the railing on the second floor. The grappling rope on his sleeve snaked out like a python and hooked the railing on the second floor. With the help of the kinetic energy of the grappling rope, his body rose up quickly. As the black cloak behind him rose, the spider elves one after another burned with ripples of golden flames, illuminating the entire church hall.

"mon-tia-joa-koh-ra!"

Behind him, Solia Ryan's old and low voice was heard again. Zhou Ning, who was following the hook rope to rise, was suddenly in a trance for a second. A moment later, his Phoenix suit seemed to be alive and became tighter and tighter, trying to strangle him to death in the suit. Above his head, the hook rope also fell off silently and wrapped around him.

"Is this even possible?" Zhou Ning was shocked. This was the difficulty of dealing with super-level evil spirits. They could transform anything into a living creature to use against their enemies.

Zhou Ning had no choice but to remove the Phoenix suit from the equipment bar. The black suit on his body crumbled piece by piece, and his body inevitably fell down. Below him were densely packed spider elves gathering around him and their hands reaching upwards. Zhou Ning had no doubt that if he fell into the crowd, he would probably be killed instantly or even dismembered.

Faced with this extremely unfavorable situation, the fighting instinct that seemed to be engraved in his consciousness allowed Zhou Ning to immediately come up with a way to deal with it.

He once again switched his weapon to the Sword of Cortes, which could control wind and rain within a certain range!

"hurricane!"

After the short and crisp words were spoken, a hurricane of which the shape could almost be seen surged from under his feet. Zhou Ningtou felt his feet lighten, like a small boat in a storm, and his body was thrown into the air again.

With his amazing agility, he adjusted his balance in the air, put his hands forward, and just grabbed the edge of the railing with just the right amount of force. With a little effort, he stepped onto the second floor.

The second floor was a small platform surrounded by bookshelves filled with books. The middle of the platform was empty, with a large clock hanging in the hollow space. The mirror he had been looking for was hanging between the two bookshelves, almost within reach.

But at that moment, he heard Soria-Lane's frantic voice and the sound of something like an arthropod crawling. He felt the already extreme darkness grow even darker, a darkness that seemed to swallow him whole. The air seemed to be filled with countless black, cold spider webs, sweeping towards him, suffocating him.

"Run, run!" Jasmine's panicked voice came in her mind.

With Jasmine's help, the black spider silk spreading towards him was quickly ignited by a ball of bright white flame and extended into the distance.

"jareron-te-joa-koe-ra!"

Then, a whisper that seemed to come from the soul suddenly sounded in his ears. Zhou Ning's body stiffened, and his head felt like it was hit hard by a hammer. Blood flowed uncontrollably from the tip of his nose.

Subconsciously looking back, he found that a huge illusory spider had appeared behind him and was crawling towards him.

Compared with the phantom just seen, this spider is even larger, exaggeratedly large, with densely packed compound eyes all over its body, and thin black threads wriggling on both sides of its body, like thin threads of an unknown creature.

After just one look, Zhou Ning's eyes instantly shed two lines of blood and tears, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Zhou Ning suddenly recalled this sentence: "In the field of mysticism, gods are beings of a higher dimension than humans. Their existence is beyond human cognition. Therefore, we cannot look directly at gods..."

This spider was clearly in an illusory state, with no real support, so it couldn't possibly be a real ancient god. But even if it was just a projection of a mythical creature, his body seemed to be fixed in place, completely unable to move, and he had the urge to bend down towards it.

Zhou Ning also saw bulges of flesh and blood on his sides, as if he was growing two pairs of phantom limbs that did not belong to him.

His health, concentration, and willpower plummeted at an unimaginable rate, reaching rock bottom. His vision also blurred rapidly.

1000/1000

950/1000

870/1000

……

The projection of the ancient god did not make any move at all. Relying solely on the divinity of the mythical creature, Zhou Ning had no chance to make any move.

"This should be the last time I help you in the short term." At this time, Jasmine's faint voice suddenly came to her ears.

Almost at the same time, several BUFF effects appeared on him.

[Dispel: The Ascetic Church's Patriarch, Jasmine Kronin, has cast a Dispel spell (Grandmaster level) on you. This effect takes effect once every two seconds.]

[Soul Soothing: Jasmine Kronin, the Grand Patriarch of the Ascetic Church, casts Soul Soothing (Grandmaster Level) on you, temporarily increasing your Soul Resistance significantly.]

A burst of white light lingered around Zhou Ning, completely expelling the spider effect on his body. Zhou Ning suddenly felt his whole body relax and finally regained his ability to move. He thanked Jasmine, and immediately turned half sideways, squeezing out the last of his concentration, pulled out a gun at the illusory giant spider in front of him, overcoming his fear, and pulled the trigger.

This time, Goliath took the initiative to attack the giant!

[Your evasive shot caused 1 damage to Dark Spider Mother Martalita (Projection)! ]

This shooting undoubtedly angered the projection of the Dark Spider Queen Matalita. She squirmed her huge body and rushed towards Zhou Ning, with countless black spider silks surging all over her body. Suddenly, the entire second floor seemed to be overturned, and even made a rumbling sound. Even the big clock in the middle felt the vibration and made a clanging sound.

At this moment, using the rebound momentum of the evading shot, Zhou Ning had already nimbly rolled to the side of the mirror. He saw the Dark Spider Mother behind him, accompanied by countless black threads, rushing towards him. A weak smile appeared on his lips, and he made a provocative gesture, as if shooting a gun at his temple, at the furious Dark Spider Mother in the mirror. Without hesitation, he pressed his hand to the mirror surface, causing ripples to form on it. Then, his entire body melted into it.