Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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That was the voice of a second person; he was an arcane spellcaster.

It would have been better if this guy hadn't chanted the incantation, because as soon as he did, Ivy Beatrice immediately recognized it.

Patrick the Red Assassin!

That bastard is still hiding in the city.

He didn't know how he completely changed his voice, but there was one thing he could never change: the speed and rhythm of his chanting.

Ivy Beatrice was very curious.

Patrick was also a follower of the devil, so it was only natural that he colluded with the remnants of the Burktura.

But it seems he didn't reveal any information about himself to them?

If Patrick told them that the Ivy Beatrice they were looking for was actually a six-armed snake demon, she wouldn't believe that the old man who picked up the poop and that dragon would dare to barge into her house so brazenly.

Just then, from within the "Demon Sealing Orb," Scarface roared. His four thick fists struck the transparent sphere with tremendous force, but the thin force field layer remained completely unharmed.

"It's useless," the dragon spoke. "This is the spherical force field of the Magic Sealing Sphere, like a force field wall. It won't be harmed. Your weak little fists won't be able to—"

His words were abruptly cut off, as if his throat had been slit.

Ivy Beate glanced down and saw strange cracks extending in all directions from the point where the fist wearing the stone glove landed, quickly covering the entire transparent sphere.

The next second, the "Magic Sealing Orb" shattered into countless transparent powders!

The four-armed, yellow-scaled monster lunged straight at the three of them!

A series of sounds of weapons and limbs clashing rang out in the living room, along with the old man's wails.

Ivy Beatrice listened quietly, secretly pleased.

"Ah, it's you, our Green Monk Warrior."

Patrick's irritatingly calm voice reached Ivy Beatrice's ears. To be honest, she wanted to kill someone the moment she heard his voice.

The dragon, who was directly defending, was greatly astonished: "What did you say? He's that lowly commoner?"

Before he could finish speaking, he screamed and fell backward.

I don't know if I was punched or kicked.

“It should be right,” Patrick said as he dodged. “Wow, amazing Time Strike, you almost hit me.”

At this moment, everything in the living room was smashed to pieces.

Burn Scar's four arms threw punches so fast they were almost invisible. But Patrick, as if strolling in a garden, dodged them while casting spell after spell to slow Burn Scar's movements.

His right hand was hidden behind his back, holding the legendary dark red weapon, Crimson Kiss.

During the fight, he used the blade to slash the burn scars that had transformed the four-armed, yellow-scaled monster more than once, but the "energy absorption technique" attached to the blade had no effect on the monk at all.

His two accomplices are now unable to stand up.

“Calm down, buddy,” Patrick said softly. “You, even if you beat us, it won’t do you any good. Because the real person who’s got you in the shadows is lurking.”

The scarred creature moved its four arms, slowly circling around Patrick.

He has always been too lazy to listen to the nonsense of dead people.

“Dude, I just noticed something: you don’t understand magic.”

Patrick said.

"But someone just used magic to lure us to the bedroom... She's probably still there, lurking and plotting against us... Don't you want to know who the person who framed you is?"

Chapter 121 Clash in the Dark

"Buddy, I just noticed something. You don't know magic, but someone just used magic to lure us into looking at the bedroom..."

Patrick's words seemed to have a magical power, causing the scarred man who had been slowly circling around him to pause slightly and his killing intent to diminish.

"...Don't you want to know who the guy who framed you is?"

His scarred face was unpredictable, his expression shifting between light and dark.

The next second, Patrick saw the four-armed monster step into the turbulent flow of time and reappear in the bedroom.

The "Red Assassin's" eyes were filled with astonishment and vigilance.

As a spellcaster, he knew what manipulating the flow of time meant—a profound skill that many spellcasters could only dream of their entire lives. But for a psionicist, it was as simple and natural as breathing.

Not to mention that this guy is a top-notch martial monk, whose "qi" makes him impervious to swords and blades, and even his own legendary weapon couldn't do anything about it.

However, there was nothing in the bedroom.

The burn scar looked around, not forgetting to look up at the empty ceiling.

He squinted.

The malice I felt just now has vanished without a trace.

Burn Scar turned his head and looked at the Red Assassin.

“What I hate most is misunderstandings for no reason,” Patrick shrugged. “We visited the Beate family home late at night just to look for some… family heirlooms. We never expected you to be here.”

The burn scar sneered.

“I don’t like misunderstandings either,” he said as he slowly walked back to the living room.

However, a voice entered the burned brain.

Relax. I know where she is.

It's Patrick.

The scarred man's gaze sharpened.

【she?】

Yes, it's her. Ivy Beatrice. Watch out, she's still here.

Patrick answered the caller ID for the scars while saying, "But we're city officials. If something happens to us, people will keep coming to us. Let me introduce you. This is Supervisor Giles—" Patrick looked down at the old supervisor, then paused and sighed, "But it seems you've already killed him."

The old supervisor fell to the ground in a strange position, his neck twisted into a pretzel.

Demogorgon's servants could emulate their two-headed master, performing twice the actions in a short time. The old Inspector, using this ability, fought the psychic monk's "Time Ascension" to a standstill. However, compared to the rapid, whirlwind of attacks unleashed by Scarface's four arms, the old man's sword speed was still a notch slower, and he was ultimately defeated with three punches and a kick, breaking his neck.

Burn Scar looked at the dead old supervisor, then turned to look at the dragon seed lying on the ground.

"Isn't he a noble bronze dragon priest?" he said sarcastically. "Let him resurrect this old codger—and what is your relationship with him?"

His last question had a hidden meaning, which Patrick immediately understood.

[The enemy. We've known each other for ages, like mortal enemies.]

Patrick telepathically sensed the burn scar. [She's your target too, isn't she? Calm down, don't act rashly. She's hiding here, I'll say it again, she's still here.]

What he said was, "They are my employers. Don't be fooled by the fact that this man is a dragon; he has actually sided with the devil and is a priest of Demogorgon's followers."

Burn Scar took a deep breath: "Are you telling the truth?"

“More real than real gold,” Patrick said.

"who are you?"

“My name is Patrick, a mercenary, the kind who takes any job,” Patrick said with a smile. “By the way, I’ve only recently joined the city’s official ranks, so I’m kind of, uh, an unofficial temporary worker. This dragon is too.”

Simultaneous telepathy:

I saw Ivy Beatrice at the casino hotel; she's the boss of Gululos. She's a six-armed serpent demon, a shapeshifter.

The burn scar's pupils contracted to the size of two pinheads.

"I'm sure," Patrick continued telepathically, "it was her who killed Madam Ottokan and framed you."

She's down there.

The burn scar suddenly answered through the still-open telepathic channel.

This time it was Patrick's turn to be surprised: "What?"

She went downstairs.

Scarface stared at him expressionlessly, answering his telepathic message: "Just now, while we were fighting, she went down the tunnel to the basement."

The six-armed serpent demon silently slid into the basement through the tunnel, casually placing the two corpses that Burn Scar had dug out into its dimensional bag, intending to take them back to feed the fish.

Despite the ongoing effects of the "anti-magic field" emanating from the constant radiation, her body and belongings remained unaffected by the "Iron Heart Power."

It's just that Gidelor's head is missing.

Ivy Beatrice speculated that the burn scars were probably dug out and then kept as some kind of evidence.

Just then, dust began to fall from the tunnel overhead.

The next second, the four-armed yellow-scaled monster, in the style of a standard superhero movie protagonist descending from the sky, landed in front of the six-armed snake demon!

The man with the burn scar raised his face, which was filled with hatred.

At the same time, Ivy-Beate's sword moved with lightning speed, slashing towards the head of the Yellow-Scaled Monster.

Burn Scar raised his arm, his stone gauntlet meeting the sword's edge.

The moment the Shadow Strike Sword clashed with the Stone Gauntlets, both their bodies jolted. The Shadow Strike Sword shattered into countless metal fragments, scattering in all directions!

Ivy Beatrice couldn't help but exclaim, "This is impossible!"

At this moment, both sides were under the cover of the "anti-magic field," but she was able to unleash the full power of her magical weapon with the "Iron Heart Power," which gave her a significant advantage.

But what's with that stone gauntlet?

Her mind raced.

—The "Anti-Magic Field" is different from the so-called "Dead Magic Zone" in the magic network's dead ends. It is the nemesis of all magic, even legendary magic effects. Only gods and artifacts are immune to the Anti-Magic Field's interference.

—Could this broken stone glove be some kind of magical artifact?

She didn't have time to think too much.

Four yellow arms flew up and down, a series of rapid strikes from a psionic monk enhanced with "Time Ascension"!

A thunderous roar echoed from the basement, the sound of wind pressure exploding in the confined space.

Every punch and kick from Burn Scar had the power to split mountains, distorting the air around him.

At the same time, five greatswords, driven by Ivy Beate, slashed through the air at high speed, causing the blades to emit a shrill cry.

Swords flashed in the pitch-black basement.

The exchange of attacks between the two sides lasted only five or six seconds, yet it felt like an eternity.

The four-armed monster and the six-armed snake demon each retreated a few feet.

Ivy Beatrice took a heavy punch to the hand that wasn't holding the sword, her upper arm bones twisted beyond recognition. The force of the punch swept across her forehead, and blood streamed down half of her face.

This was the first time she had ever suffered such a heavy loss in a one-on-one face-to-face battle with an enemy.

The burn scars turned into a bloody mess.

He dared not open his mouth, for he knew that if he did, not only would blood spill out, but his internal organs would likely gush out as well. Moreover, he stared at the six-armed serpent demon opposite him, his eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Although it severely damaged the opponent's arm, the subsequent series of truly fatal punches, whether it was the "Time Strike" or the "Stunning Punch," hit the opponent as if they were just phantoms in the air!

"Psionic" and "magic" are two energy systems.

Even the "anti-magic field" could not stop the psychic powers from taking effect, so Scar was able to use his "static body" to transfer his physical state to a frozen time flow, enduring the terrifying "Fried Fish Eleven" while simultaneously delivering a punch that severely injured Ivy-Beate.

But he doesn't understand magic.

So what he didn't know was that the first thing Ivy Beatrice did after entering the basement was not to collect the bodies of the pimp couple, but to cast a "projection spell" that transformed her into a supernatural being at the various tunnel entrances in the basement.

Don’t worry about winning, think about defeat first.

Whether in her past life or this one, Ivy Beatrice always follows this line of thinking.

Then, in the "Anti-Magic Field," she fought back against the Scarred Gloves. Seeing that the "Anti-Magic Field" was useless against the Stone Gloves, she immediately cast an Advanced Teleportation spell, switching places with a certain projection—"Iron Heart Power" made her an anomaly who could freely cast spells in the "Anti-Magic Field."

Next comes the "blade protection" phase.

Burn Scar's "static body" is practically invincible, but a "static body" cannot be maintained forever. Burn Scar can only maintain this state for a maximum of six seconds at a time; that is his limit.

The "Blade Barrier" can be maintained for a much longer time than the "Static Body".

Burn Scar's empty punch landed on Ivy Beatrice, who had turned into a projection.

In that instant, an endless force field of rotating blades surrounded him.