Author: Four Barrel Cannon

At this time, Raymond roared, and the gray mist scattered in the White Tower Academy suddenly quickly gathered towards him, directly condensing into a gray full-body armor and shrouding his figure in it.

The gray ghost entangled with the red ghost also disappeared in half in an instant.

Protected by the gray mist armor, the evil spirit Raymond no longer cared about Snitch hiding in the dark, and quickly rushed towards Carlin and the witch, as if he would not give up until he killed the two.

After seeing Raymond condense into a suit of armor using gray mist, Carlin could only ask Snitch to stop him.

Dang Dang Dang——

The situation made Carlin very depressed. Snicki's blade made a clanging sound when he slashed, but he couldn't cut through the turtle shell. Each slash only cut away a little bit of the gray mist.

Raymond ignored Snitch at all and only had Carlin and the Witch in his eyes. He wanted to get rid of these two annoying flies first.

'This armor is made of condensed gray mist. If there is enough time, Snitch can cut it apart, but unfortunately I don't have time.'

[Spirit Mist] has an upper limit on its reserves, and it will take time to replenish it after it is consumed in battle.

As an earthbound spirit, Raymond has the entire White Tower Academy as his domain. The reserve of gray mist far exceeds Carlin's red mist. It is completely the difference between a stream and a lake. This can be seen from the number of ghosts.

You can see it above.

These ghosts are not strong individually, but Raymond's ghosts number in the hundreds, and Carlin's current power can only transform more than twenty red beast ghosts.

Just now, it directly controlled half of the gray mist to condense into a pair of strong armor and reduced the number of ghosts by half. It was determined to fight a war of attrition with Carlin.

Karin was also very helpless about this. In terms of level, everyone was at the trainee level, and their strength was somewhat beyond the trainee level.

As a special earth-bound spirit, Raymond was only one step away from the demi-god level during his lifetime.

Even if an ordinary professional class enters the White Tower Academy and fights it, they probably won't get much advantage and can only run away, and there is a certain chance that they will be killed.

And Karin has a secret puppet that is at the limit of the human body, and two high-quality trainee-level puppets.

In addition, the five paths have various abilities, and for the time being, I can fight Raymond back and forth and even take advantage of it.

But consumption is the biggest problem. Carlin is no match for Raymond in terms of consumption.

The entire White Tower Academy, except for the safe area of ​​dormitory 210, is Raymond's domain. Once Carlin is discovered, he will be crazily eroded by the gray mist, and after turning on the red mist, his spirituality is also rapidly consumed.

If Raymond cannot be killed quickly, no matter how much advantage he takes, Carlin will only be eaten alive.

The next battle was exactly like this.

Carlin could only make Snicki no longer hide and attack Raymond head-on, and the witch cast a spell to assist Snicki.

He himself led the red ghost to resist the impact of the gray ghost.

In the end, it only took less than five minutes before Raymond, wearing a gray turtle shell, rushed into the red mist and killed him directly.

With a helpless look on his face, Karin opened his eyes in the room, and it was already dark outside.

'It seems that if you want to defeat the evil spirit Raymond, you must do it quickly and not give it a chance to condense the turtle shell. That turtle shell condensed from half of the gray fog of White Tower Academy is really disgusting.

I just don’t know what the situation is like for Chris and Eric, but no matter how exaggerated it is, it is impossible to have the entire White Tower Academy as a domain like the evil spirit Raymond, and the battery life is approximately unlimited.’

After thinking about it, Karin did not go out, but continued to enter the [Sage] to practice hard.

Scott would only collect the information he wanted at night. Until he got the information, he would not take any action and would continue to stay at home and practice hard.

Raymond the Evil Spirit's application of [Spirit Mist] gave him some inspiration, and he was just in time to try and practice and develop it in [Sage].

Twelve hours of reality, [Sage] one month later.

Kalin in the dilapidated hall was surrounded by red mist. Suddenly, the red mist gathered on his body and formed a physical shell.

The next moment, more than fifty sharp thorns pierced out of the red shell, turning Carlin into a hedgehog.

After trying out the newly developed abilities, Kalin let the red mist dissipate.

He looked out the door, then invisible and walked out of the door with Secret Puppet Snitch.

At this time, Snitch, the real master of death, was still patrolling the streets with his group of red-clothed rat soldiers.

There was no emotion in their eyes, they were just patrolling mechanically, like machines executing fixed procedures.

When the team walked through the safe zone hall, Carlin and Snitch happened to also step out of the hall.

At this time, Death Master Snitch suddenly felt something and instantly became invisible, chanting a certain shadow spell incantation quickly.

But the next moment, Kalin suddenly appeared wrapped in blood mist, and more than fifty sharp spikes spread quickly.

The hidden master of death, Snitch, had no choice but to wave his sword to resist. At this time, Kalin directly recited a spell.

"The dizzying light——"

The dazzling light not only made Death Master Snitch temporarily dizzy and interrupted his spellcasting, but also caused the rat soldiers behind him to cover their eyes in pain and freeze in place.

At this time, Secret Puppet Snitch seized this perfect opportunity and appeared behind Death Master Snitch, with three sharp blades touching the opponent's skin.

With a flick of the brush, a rat head wearing a cloak and hood took off directly.

The surrounding red-coated soldiers were still groggy and blinded, unable to form an effective counterattack.

At this moment, Drake and the Witch took the opportunity to jump out of the shabby backpack behind Secret Puppet Snitch.

The four figures continued to kill these soldiers without stopping.

Not long after, only a bunch of broken limbs and arms were left on the scene, and Carlin breathed a sigh of relief.

‘This rat is indeed the master of death. He could detect it as soon as Snitch and I walked out of the safe zone.

But this is just a historical fantasy. In reality, Death Master Snitch would not be so arrogantly patrolling the streets for me to sneak attack.’

At this time, he looked at the worn backpack on Snitch's back and felt satisfied.

Although the space of this storage backpack traded from Mycroft is not large, less than 10 cubic meters, it cannot contain conscious living objects, and it is not like a picture album that can stop the flow of time of items for preservation.

But Carlin is still very satisfied. The marionette is not a living creature like the sub-puppet, and it can move freely after entering the backpack. It can jump out by itself as long as the pocket is opened.

The effect of sneak attack on the Yin people is very good, otherwise he would not be sure to kill the death master of the apprentice level in one go.

If the group of red-clothed rat-men soldiers were to fire a volley at such a close distance, Marionette Nikki could dodge quickly and avoid being injured, but it would be difficult for Kalin.

After taking a look at the ruined streets full of messes, Carlin quickly stuffed the witch and Drake back into his backpack, while he and Snitch turned invisible and started running desperately.

Sure enough, less than five seconds after Death Master Snitch was killed, a harsh noise from a propeller was heard in the sky.

The shadow of the Sky Fortress's steel behemoth shrouded the earth, followed by the roar of artillery and machine guns.

The ruined streets that had been ravaged over and over again were once again ravaged by artillery shells.

Carlin, who had not yet run out of the street, looked at the dense artillery shells and machine gun trajectories in the sky and gave up his escape, opening his arms to welcome death.

"Come on, shoot me!"

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