Reborn into A Slash Game

Sophie, who was slightly in the upper hand, suddenly felt a stronger pressure than before. Only then did he realize that the puppet master hadn't used his full strength, and had been holding back!

Why keep it?Could it be that she looked down on him from the beginning to the end?

This kind of thought made Sophie start to fight back fiercely, he has no scruples, all the people he valued are here, and he only needs to go all out, only victory can only win!

With no distracting thoughts and high fighting spirit, this kind of Sophie stimulates the powerful power from the soul in one breath. He is strong, brave and fearless!He will not give up, never say never, he must concentrate on fighting against the enemy.

This is a bloodless war, but it is a hundred times more dangerous than any bloody battlefield.

What they are fighting is spirit, faith, a person's heart, a little weakness, a little retreat, a little bit of carelessness will lead to all losses.

Thrall is very confident in himself. He was at a disadvantage before. He thought it was because he suppressed Hull from the beginning to the end, and he really didn't look down on Sophie, a degenerate elf, how could he have a strong mental power? ?

He is the only remaining puppet master in Yarans. The most basic requirement for being a puppet master is to concentrate. This is not just a word of mouth, but also a thousand years of training.Thrall thinks that looking at the entire Yalans, there is no one stronger than him compared to mental power.Even before the fall of the gods, there were only a handful of people who could overwhelm him, not to mention the infinitely degraded elves in front of him.

So he is confident. Although he has suppressed the idea of ​​underestimating the enemy, the contempt deep in his heart is not so easy to subside.

He just looks down on these sanctimonious and hypocritical races, how hateful their faces are when they do evil things... The deep-rooted hatred and this rare rivalry are constantly touching the deepest emotions in his heart.

Reason is dissipating and madness is clamoring. Sal has long forgotten that Sophie is the key to awakening Su Miao. He only has one thought now, which is to defeat him and occupy him, so that this disgusting man's mental power will completely collapse, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly His tearful and humble begging for mercy made him ravage happily!

In fact, his psychology is already hovering on the edge of danger.

Compared with his extreme and fierceness, Sophie's mental state is much more positive. He is persistent, not admitting defeat, or resisting for salvation. The belief he chooses will increase the strength of his mental power, and will increase with constant persistence and perseverance. Efforts to obtain more lasting power.

He was positive, upward, while Thrall had been blinded by his hateful ego.

What is most needed in the competition of spiritual power is reason and sobriety. When reason is completely free from madness, the wall of belief will collapse instantly, exposing everything about oneself to the opponent.

From the start, Thrall was doomed.

He was conceited and underestimated the enemy, full of vengeance and hatred, and the accumulation of these emotions made him lose his mind more and more, until after the last slam, the glass-like wall he built shattered and was completely captured by Sophie.

The power that Sophie has never used, and he himself has never known, is passively stimulated at this moment. He is like a warrior who conquers the city, galloping freely in Sal's spiritual world. He does not know how to choose I don't know how to restrain myself, I just accept everything in one go.

Thrall lost, completely lost. He spent his long life studying how to control others, how to invade others, and how to make dolls, but he never imagined that there would be a day when he would be controlled and devoured.

He was scared, terrified, he couldn't resist, facing Sophie's amazing mental power, he was as weak as a newborn baby.He clearly perceives that everything he owns is passing away, and when everything is swallowed up, he will lose everything and become a useless person!

No...it shouldn't be, it's impossible, it's not right!

He can't lose!He can't lose to a cowardly degenerate elf who will be swallowed by the curse sooner or later!

As long as you kill him, everything will come back after you kill him, everything about him will come back.

Kill him, yes, he can kill him, he still has Xia, his spirit is connected with Xia, he can give Xia an order to let Xia kill Sophie.

As long as the elf's body dies, no matter how powerful his mental power is, he can only wait to die.Yes, what a simple method, why didn't he think of it earlier?

Thrall excitedly started to give Xia orders, but he didn't receive the emotionless response as usual.

He thumped in his heart, why didn't he respond?Xia has escaped his control?

No, it's impossible.Thrall almost exhausted his last strength, screaming in his mind: "Kill him! I order you to kill him!"

After a long time, he finally heard the familiar voice: "Yes, master."

Sal breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, there was a sharp pain, the pungent smell of blood permeated the whole space, and the strong suffocation made Sal's brain go blank for a moment.

But this blankness just made him emptied his mind, and broke away from the mental power war for a short time. He stared blankly at the long sword on his chest and the person holding the sword. Why?Why is it you?

Xia, why are you facing me with swords.

Looking at the empty eyes of the blue-haired man, Thrall instantly understood that he had lost, completely and completely.

When his spirit was eroded, the contract with Xia had been taken away by Sophie, Xia no longer belonged to him, and his doll no longer belonged to him.

He stared blankly at the fairies with flying blue hair. As always, he had no expression on his face. He only knew how to obey and follow his orders blindly. No matter it was right or wrong, he would carry it out.

But now, he actually lost his puppet... This knowledge made Thrall completely give up all resistance, and the pain in his chest became less obvious as his spirit dissipated.

Until the end, with his eyes wide open, his body fell straight backwards. The massive blood loss and mental breakdown left no color on his face, and his originally beautiful face became old and lost his soul. In the middle of the residual candle, a slight gust of wind blows it out.

Sophie opened his eyes suddenly. He resisted the severe headache, and quickly looked at Su Miao. There was a sharp stabbing pain in his chest when he saw it.

He almost didn't need to think, and silently recited the spell that he had memorized by heart. It didn't belong to him, but at this moment, it was already integrated with his flesh and blood.

The ancient and distant spell was slowly spit out from his mouth, as if it was hitting the heart heavily, and then an astonishing scene appeared.

Because of this tragic battle, there were countless corpses on the ground, but at this moment, they stood up slowly because of this low-pitched spell. ghost.Crazy rushed to the battlefield.

They are savage and violent without rules, but they are infinitely powerful and fearless. Those false 'Sophies' are the first to be attacked, bitten, gnawed, and terribly killed.

And after death... the corpse got up again and rushed towards the battlefield.

This was an unusually weird and terrifying battle, the scene was bloody and disgusting. Those mages who cast spells resisted the fighters who were attacking assassins. They were all stunned. Screams sounded.

The scene was completely out of control. This kind of fear rose from the bottom of my heart. It couldn't be stopped and couldn't be stopped. This kind of terror made people lose their fighting spirit. They couldn't fight, they just wanted to escape.Escape from this endless hell.

Sophie's consciousness was not so clear. The spell he used was a forbidden spell that Thrall couldn't operate. He didn't know it, but seeing Su Miao's appearance, the deep anger made him choose this.

Why, why bother them endlessly?They haven't done anything bad, they haven't disturbed anyone, but why don't they just let them go?

He walked towards Su Miao quietly. There were many scars on Su Miao's body, but the heaviest one was on his chest, the fatal wound caused by him.

The heart is Su Miao's weakness, if the blood runs out there, Su Miao will die.

He knew it better than anyone else, but he pierced his heart with a sword.Thinking of this, Sophie felt the same, and his heart ached, as if the sword pierced his heart at the same time, the pain was unbearable.

He bowed his head, closed his eyes and kissed her.

In the cruel hell that was bloody and wailing, he closed his eyes tightly, and his expression was clean and holy.

The holy light surrounded the two of them, white and pure like a beautiful sun, dazzling.

When the light faded, there was no wound on the black-haired man. His unique purple eyes were deep and far away, but there was only one person among them, the sleeping elf leaning on his arms.

Su Miao spread his wings, and the huge pure black bone wings covered the sky and the sun, like a demon awakened from the abyss.

He gently kissed the elf's forehead, said something in a low voice, and then put him on the red dragon's huge back.

When he spread his wings and flew into the sky, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a complete mockery of killing, scrambling, and selfish desire.

It's time for this to end, this ridiculous carnage.

The Heaven Defender's troops had already been routed because of this terrifying battle, and even Lin De was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't speak.

And when Su Miao rushed out of the encirclement and landed in front of him, Linde felt deep fear, and the coolness rising from his back made him feel the breath of death like never before.

He messed with people he shouldn't have messed with.

Someone he couldn't afford to offend.

No, everything is not over yet, this is not the end, how could they be defeated here, how could thousands of years of business die at this moment?

They are not wrong, they are for their own race, for their own people, for survival, for survival!