What to do?

A thunder stone with half brightness may be able to cause damage, but if you throw it like this, it is impossible to hit.

At this moment, a strange whine suddenly came from deep in the sewer.

The black priest's expression changed instantly.

"Oops!"

"How could it be so fast?"

She whispered to herself very quietly.

Rhodes didn't hear it and guessed it by reading her lips.

The whining sound continued, and the black priest became very anxious. She grabbed Rhodes' clothes and dragged him wildly towards the depths of the sewer.

Caramon followed numbly.

After running for a few hundred meters, the surrounding environment became even more gloomy, and the strange stench made it almost difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, Rhodes felt a strange palpitating feeling, as if something was attracting him.

Before he could recover, his perspective flipped and he was thrown out by the black priest and fell heavily to the cold ground.

Rhode endured the pain and held the thunder stone tightly without making a sound, fearing to be noticed.

But the black priest didn't look at him at all.

She took out a beautifully decorated box from her arms, opened it carefully, gently picked out the green floc powder, and carefully sprinkled it in front of her.

Dong Dong.

Dong Dong.

Rhodes heard strange auditory hallucinations, like the sound of heart beating and blood flow.

He looked quietly and saw a huge heart beating in front of the black priest.

Every time it beats, the beating sound sounds in my mind.

Black mist is gathering from all directions and entering the heart through the exposed large blood vessels.

Its flesh and blood is infected with black from the inside out.

Rhodes understood in an instant.

It turns out that it is rot, absorbing the black mist.

The phenomenon I saw in the square before was caused by it.

This must be some kind of evil ritual performed by doomsday cultists, and they may even have placed those monsters here.

The black priest brought him here, certainly not to let him watch the ceremony, but to make him a living sacrifice for the ceremony.

Too bad.

As soon as she sprinkles the green powder, she might disembowel me immediately.

Rhodes was very anxious, and almost all the thunder stones in his hands had been lit up. However, based on the power of the previous use, it was inferred that if the black priest was thrown out like this, he would not know whether he would die or not, and he would definitely be killed first.

But this is the only chance of survival.

Rhodes ignored the danger and crawled out as quickly and carefully as possible.

"Little bug."

The cold voice of the black priest came from behind:

"You'd better be calm, otherwise you will suffer even more pain."

Rhodes' heart tightened, but she did not catch up and was still concentrating on her ritual.

Perhaps she despised him too much, thinking that it was impossible for him to escape from her grasp, let alone pose a threat to her. The black priest did not even look at him, and bowed respectfully, surrounding his heart like a sacred object.

Turn and sprinkle the green floc around the heart.

When the black priest's back turned to him, Rhodes did not hesitate at all and immediately threw the thunder stone filled with spiritual energy.

A thick fog flew out from the black priest, covering the projectile thrown by Rhodes.

"Little insect, your useless struggle will bring you a more tragic fate. You will know that your weak spiritual energy is in the face of real power..."

Boom!

The thunder stone with full energy bloomed with pure blue light, piercing the dense fog.

The winding silver snakes bloomed like flowers, and the strong lightning illuminated the entire area.

Its power exceeded Rhodes' calculation. The aftermath of the lightning knocked him down, and the strong sense of paralysis made him almost lose consciousness.

The lightning quickly fell, and Rhodes twisted his stiff neck and cast his gaze over.

I saw that the giant black heart was still beating, but at a much slower speed. The black priest fell to the ground, and the blue electric light beat on her body from time to time, but the thick fog that shrouded her head still did not dissipate.
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Rhodes' heart sank.

He remembered very clearly that the green hair once told him that this thick fog is atomized psychic energy. It is a psychic technique that can only be used by people with a very high psychic level. It has a very strong concealment effect and can cover

Peeping and isolating psychic energy fluctuations.

The thick fog has not dissipated, and the master of psychic energy is definitely not dead.

As if his guess was verified, the black priest let out a painful groan, twitched his body, and woke up.

The intense tension pierced Rhode's heart like a steel needle.

He forced his stiff hands to move, reached into the gray bag, and held the thunder stone.

The thick numbness made him feel as if he was holding a ball of cotton, and the operation of his spiritual energy was also affected to a certain extent. Like mud, the infusion speed became slow.

"Little bastard!"

The Black Priest's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"How dare you interfere with the curse seal ceremony!"

She stood up unsteadily. The lightning strike seemed to have caused great damage to her, making her unsteady.

She tried to pick up the double-headed knife that fell on the ground, but the remaining electric light hit her body.

"You bastard!"

The black priest's tone was full of hatred, which was completely opposite to her amiable behavior in the administration hall.

"I'll kill you first! I can complete the ritual just the same, it won't be much slower!"

She moved her body and walked towards Rhodes step by step.

Rhodes knew something was wrong and wanted to throw the thunder stone in advance, but his arms were stiff and he couldn't take it out from the gray bag. He could only shout: "Don't come over, I still have the thunder stone!"
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The black priest sneered: "Little bastard, you have just lit the fire, and you have not become a fire bearer for half a month. You have consumed so much spiritual energy before, and it is already unexpected that you can throw a powerful thunder stone. Your soul

It has been exhausted a long time ago. If you still have the spiritual power to activate the thunder stone, I will eat up all the shit in this sewer."

Her pace gradually quickened, her figure gradually stabilized, and she was getting rid of the paralysis caused by lightning strikes.

Rhodes was extremely nervous and twitched his arms desperately, but his elbows refused to obey and swayed back and forth in the gray bag.

The black priest was even more sure of her judgment and gritted his teeth and said: "You little bastard, you are dead! I will take out your large intestine and use it as my scarf for the next week."

Perhaps because her description was too disgusting, Rhodes suddenly raised his arm, holding the thunder stone in his hand, and one-third of the engraved thunder patterns had lit up.

His arms were still not in control, but Rhodes shook his body, swung his elbows, loosened his fingers, and threw the thunder stone.

The black priest was suddenly startled.

"What! You still have..."

Bang!

The thunder stone with one-third of the energy exploded. The black priest could not avoid it and was blown away.

Although the lightning was far less powerful than when it was full of energy, Rhodes's hands and feet were not good enough and the throw was much closer, causing him to be hit by the aftermath again and fall to the ground.

The black priest was much worse. The strong explosion tore her priest's robe, and burnt green smoke rose from her body. She was blown far away, and fell heavily to the ground. It took a long time to get up.

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Not dead yet!

Rhodes was startled and hurriedly wanted to put his hand into the gray bag, but the stronger paralysis made him unable to move at all.

"I must kill you with my own hands!"

The black priest's tone was filled with deep resentment, but in the next moment he became coquettish.

"Little Kara, heal me."

Rhodes' heart thumped, but his stiff neck couldn't move, so he could only look out of the corner of his eye.
To be continued...