Chapter 187 Getting on the Line
As long as she stares at you, holes will be punched into your body?
If this is really the ability, it is too outrageous. It is as strong as their sword wind.
However, the opponent did not continue to attack, which meant that the distance was now beyond her attack range. As long as she was outside this distance, she would be safe.
In this case, long-range attack is a good tactic, Ansiriel thought silently in her heart.
Sylvie stood there calmly, and reached into her pocket, only to find that her phone had been split in half. She was stunned for a moment, stroking her chin and thinking for a few seconds, and then said:
"It's been about two minutes since we arrived at the scene for the second time. In other words, in a few minutes, the people who died just now will be here, right?
Well... I think there will be more people coming this time.
Sorry, I have to go. If I continue, I will die. The outcome of this battle will be decided next time... Goodbye."
As Sylvie spoke, she folded her palms together.
"Do you think you can leave!" Ansiriel said coldly.
"I don't know. Tell me the answer next time we meet." Sylvie sneered disdainfully, her tone as if she was coaxing a child.
She slowly turned her hands and rubbed her palms together.
The next second, an invisible force fell vertically, and Ansiriel, George, and another person in the dream were instantly crushed into three flat pieces of blood. The hard armor was like a thin piece of paper, sticking tightly to the ground.
Sylvie walked slowly to the three bloodstains and looked down at the armor that was crushed into pieces of paper.
"Fighting with corpses is really just a waste of time."
“Dang——!! Dang——!! Dang——!”
The melodious bell sounds spread from the top of the bell tower to the entire town, conveying a certain message in a certain rhythm. It was the most urgent announcement.
In the church, Xia Xiaoyu, who had been nervous , finally relaxed, but the crowd around her was in chaos, rushing downstairs like fleeing birds and beasts.
"That's great. With the minister here, at least survival won't be a problem." Xia Xiaoyu said happily.
She has decided to go to the royal city and tell Su Ming the news that Sylvie has arrived in another world.
Although there is a monster in the royal city that can see people, as long as you are careful, nothing should happen.
What's more, she couldn't let Su Ming stay with those dream people all the time. That was too dangerous.
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In the dark coffin, Ansiriel suddenly opened her eyes. As soon as she woke up, a foul odor penetrated her nostrils, forcing her to frown.
Damn! Is the resurrection material this time so bad? It seems to be rotten.
She raised her leg, kicked the coffin lid open, and stood up from the coffin. She was naked, with a smooth and perfect figure, like a goddess. Except for a stench on her body, she was flawless.
The space where she was sitting was dark at the moment, but she didn't need light to move around, as she was too familiar with this place.
Ansiriel walked out of the coffin and took five equal steps forward. She reached out and touched the cold metal door. She slowly exerted force , and a crack appeared in the heavy iron door. Light came in from the crack. As the iron door was fully opened, a pool of clear water appeared in front of Ansiriel.
She stepped onto the steps and entered the pool. The water, which had been treated with special spices, emitted a refreshing fragrance, washing away the stench on her body.
This time she was not in a hurry to go ashore, because she knew that the woman must have left, and she would not be able to catch up with her even if she rushed over.
Ansiriel put her head into the water, stretched her long legs and swam slowly under water until she reached the end of the pool. She then emerged from the water. Crystal clear water droplets rolled down her smooth skin along her perfect curves, and then she reached the shore.
The two old women who had been waiting by the pool handed her a towel and respectfully asked her whether she was wearing armor or casual clothes.
"No armor." Ansiriel replied.
Two old ladies ran into the small room next door in small steps, brought out gorgeous clothes, and helped Ansiriel put them on.
Once the clothes are put on, the preparations are completed and a new rebirth begins.
She walked out of her resurrection room and went straight along the long corridor until she reached the end, where she ran into George and Grantham who had also just been resurrected. The three of them looked at each other and lowered their heads in tacit understanding.
That's right, they lost, and the loss was without any suspense, they were defeated miserably, and were almost crushed.
"We lost because we didn't go through the sanctification ceremony. Otherwise, we would definitely win!" Granson made up an excuse.
The combat effectiveness of the people in the dream can be divided into two stages. One is the normal stage, which is like their current state. Although they have not reached their peak combat effectiveness, they can still crush most alien races with their most ordinary physique and abilities.
The infected can be completely immune to the poison, and the fighting power of a few people can rival that of a human legion of a thousand people.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of strength could crush any outsider. Even if that outsider had divine abilities, he would not pose a threat to them. This battle against Sylvie was their first defeat.
If he wanted to defeat the red-haired woman just now, he might have to use the sanctification ritual. This ritual was originally used to deal with plague messengers and corrupters. It takes ten minutes to communicate with the God of Dreams and unlock the full potential of the dreamer.
After being sanctified, they can maintain this peak combat power for several hours. During this period, various basic abilities will experience explosive growth, and several special skills that were originally unusable will also be completely unlocked.
It can be said that the dreamer in the sanctified state is the real dreamer, and the ordinary dreamer is just a weak projection.
"But we did lose in our normal state. Even if we do it again, we can't beat her," Ansiriel said.
Granson hastily defended himself, "But you heard it just now! She said that if she continued to fight, she would die. This proves that she is afraid of us!"
George sighed and shook his head helplessly.
"Granson, face the reality. What that woman meant was that we need more people to come over and fight her in a round-robin battle to have a chance of winning. You don't think she's praising us, do you? Humph, that's a mockery, a naked mockery!"
Granson lowered his handsome head, clenched his fists, and let out an unwilling sigh.
"According to what you said, she can only be killed after being sanctified?"
"Probably." George said lightly.
Grantham gave him a puzzled look and asked, "What does that mean?"
"Didn't you hear what that woman said? Brother, your comprehension is substandard, " said George.
Ansiriel had no intention of joining in the discussion between the two and walked away silently. She was going to Jin Yumin to report the matter. After the report, she would go to find Su Ming.
The more she thought about Su Ming's previous words, the more she felt something was wrong.
What Su Ming said at the time didn't sound like a joke, but if what he said was true, it meant that he was definitely not an ordinary person.
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On the other side, Sylvie also returned to the village. Jiang Yichuan saw Sylvie coming back covered in blood. When the villagers saw Sylvie, they were all shocked, some were worried, and some were scared.
"Minister, the high priest of this village is highly resistant to the Eye of Charm. Everyone except him will be more or less affected by the Eye of Charm." Jiang Yichuang reported dutifully.
"I've also obtained a lot of intelligence. Generally speaking, the situation is still quite tricky, but it's not without a solution. Change the name to mine, and see if my members are idiots." Sylvie said.
Jiang Yichuang took out a parchment scroll from his suit pocket, spread it out, and then changed it to Sylvie's name.
"Isabella!" Sylvie called.
Isabella came out from the side and said, "Master, what can I do for you?"
"Did Su Ming summon you? Did he ask you to tell me anything?"
"some."
Sylvie nodded, feeling very satisfied.
Su Ming did not disappoint her. In this regard, the boy was quite smart.
"Go get my spare clothes first, and then tell me what he said," said Sylvie.
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Twenty minutes later, Sylvie had changed her clothes and finished listening to Isabella's retelling.
"Okay, no one died, everyone worked very hard." Sylvie nodded thoughtfully, "Yikawa, go and have a friendly conversation with the high priest here, ask him to help, and communicate with other high priests so that Flora can reunite with us as soon as possible.
Also, what do you think about Xiao Ming's plan?"
"Xiao Ming's plan is correct in general, but the details need to be improved. By uniting with the Dream Church to suppress the Hope Church, we are weakening the power of the God of Hope and thus gaining the qualifications to negotiate with the God of Hope. To achieve this, the power of suppression must be strong enough.
Assuming that the force of suppression is strong enough, the God of Hope may indeed create the white mist to let us leave, but the prerequisite is to sign a conditional contract, so it is impossible to just leave. Before this matter is completely resolved, the activities in this world cannot stop.
In addition, these three gods are obviously demons, and their power has reached a level beyond the world. Their real bodies should be in the spiritual world. They may have projections in the world, and we may be able to defeat those projections.
But no matter what, we have absolutely no chance of winning, and our ultimate goal can only be to leave here for the time being.
In addition, because of the existence of the God of Hope, the White Mist will never disappear. Its interaction with this world must be long-term. If you want to eliminate the White Mist, you must divert the power of these three gods."
"You are worthy of being an excellent student. You think the same as I do. Originally, I wanted to start with the God of Dreams, but Xiao Ming's plan is so brilliant, so let's start with the Church of Hope." There was a subtle light flashing in Sylvie's eyes, and she looked very mysterious.
Then, she asked Isabella to bring a pen and paper and start writing. She also needed to tell Su Ming some information.
