Joanne frowned, she jumped and dodged lightly, and the monster's clumsy moves could not hurt her at all.

Joanne also tried to cut off the tentacles more than one meter thick again, but unfortunately, the sword cut only deep and shallow wounds left.

The current problem is how to completely kill this monster. Even with a sword in hand, it seems that there is no good way to face such a huge monster, unless you keep leaping up with your tentacles and stabbing your sword straight into his head or heart.

The monster was very arrogant, "Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehes you will die here in the end. I will pat you into a paste and step on another ten thousand feet."

"Hmph, I don't know who can laugh to the end." Joanne also smiled coldly, deliberately provoking him.

Joanne waved the sword in her hand and planned to take a risk. With her light body technique, she should be able to avoid the impact of those clumsy tentacles. As long as she keeps leaping up and puts a sword on his head, she can completely complete the life of this beast.

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

"When will you cut like this?"

Joanne turned around and said in surprise: "It's you?"

I saw a middle-aged man with an extremely ugly and cruel appearance slowly coming.

Joanne immediately recognized him as the grey top hat one-eyed dragon who had secretly followed her before.

She now understood that the crow just now was this person, which means that he was following him and following him from beginning to end.

Joanne doesn't know his name is Arnold yet.

Arnold did not answer her, but walked slowly forward and looked up at the monster above.

The monster roared loudly, "Who are you? There is a price to pay for meddling in other people's business. I will slap you to death later and make you rotten meat."

Arnold glanced at him with contempt and ignored him.

Joanne felt that the middle-aged man in front of her was extremely ugly, and her face was extremely cold, so she should not be easy to get along with.

Arnold looked at her coldly and said coldly: "Sword, besides the need for skills, strength is also indispensable. Without strength, there is no speed."

Joanne nodded seriously.

I felt that the middle-aged man in front of me had a terrifying aura. When I spoke so close to him, I was a little oppressed and breathless.

This was intentional by Arnold, and he wanted her to understand that what he said now is very important and helpful to her and she must be remembered firmly.

Arnold continued: "There are skills alone, and the power and speed are not enough. When encountering this kind of evil spirit, you still have no choice but to do anything, because they are no longer ordinary creatures. If you cannot kill them with one sword, it may strangle you instantly. Your swordsmanship is OK, but unfortunately the power is a little lacking, and... you are very short of something."

"What?" Joanne said anxiously as if she was awakened suddenly.

"Mental power." Arnold said slowly.

"Mental power?" Joanne was a little confused, "Does my will not be strong enough?"

Arnold shook his head gently, looked up at the monster and said, "The mental power we talk about is different from what ordinary people understand. It refers to something that transcends the spiritual level of ordinary people. This kind of thing cannot be described in words or words.

You can understand it as an invisible and immaterial lacking that ordinary people have. It is older than all life on our planet. It does not belong to humans, nor does it belong to this planet. It may have existed since the birth of the universe.

Its specific name is very difficult to remember, so people simply named it mental power. It first appeared in a taboo book, and its specific name should be - Oya Oyi Chakra."

Joanne nodded slightly.

Arnold wanted the sword in her hand.

He raised his sword and said coldly: "Did you feel it?"

Joanne instantly felt an invisible wave of air wrapping her around, like a giant python tightly wrapped from head to toe, her whole body was about to be squeezed and crushed, and she could hardly breathe.

She said with difficulty: "I felt a...indescribable fear, and I was a little breathless. If it continued, I would probably be in a coma or even crazy. The mental power you mentioned... is this kind of invisible thing?"

Arnold removed it in time.

"Yes, it's similar to the fear invasion emitted by the Demon Lord. It's enough to destroy the spiritual will of ordinary people, suffocate or go crazy, and even tear their throats and dig out their hearts. Now, you should feel much better."

Joanne patted her chest and nodded seriously, "Well, I really felt uncomfortable just now, I've never been so uncomfortable."

The monster above the head couldn't help saying:

"Hehehehe, what are you muttering? Are you discussing who will die first?"

It seems that after this Indy turned into a giant monster, she really didn't even have a good brain. She probably got to gain and lose.

Arnold looked up at him coldly, and said to Joanne again: "Look."

Joanne subconsciously took a few steps back.

Arnold raised the sword in his hand and waved it forward gently.

With just one sword, the huge monster above his head was split in half, and there was no blood splash. The skill of cutting vegetables was much better than Joanne.

Joanne was extremely shocked!

Looking at the two giant corpses that had fallen to the ground, she couldn't believe her eyes.

In her subconscious, the movement of this sword should shock the world and make ghosts cry. How could it be that with a light wave, the giant monster above her head split into two like a carrot, without even a single blood flower?

"Is it dead?" Joanne asked.

"No, the spirit slave doesn't die so easily. Half of its soul belongs to the Demon Lord." Arnold said in extreme coldness.

The giant monsters on the ground began to slowly shrink.

Those disgusting and terrifying, fishy and smelly slime tentacles began to shrink, and finally disappeared, and then returned to two small human-shaped corpses, still squirming on the ground, trying to piece together each other.

Joanne felt disgusted when she saw the ugly corpse on the ground.

She asked, "You said he is a spiritual slave, the kind of spiritual slave who was chosen by the demon god and given extraordinary power?"

Arnold did not answer.

Joanne immediately understood that her pitiful knowledge was probably wrong.

Suddenly, a white transparent figure was slowly forming in the air. It looked like it was an Indy girl, as if she was still holding a baby.

Joanne was stunned.

The white transparent girl's shadow was laughing and crying at the corpse on the ground.

"Brother, you finally got retribution. I have been waiting for this day for a long time. You will fall into the spiritual prison after death! I will pray for you now, so that you can neither become a demon spirit nor a zombie after death, so that you can taste the taste of being chased by evil beasts of demon puppets."

She folded her hands together, floated in the air, slowly circling around the two corpses.

Joanne turned to look at Arnold and found that his face was calm, as if he was thinking about something.

Joanne still couldn't help but disturb him.

"Is she a devil too?"

"She should be a poor person. Because of some accident, she unfortunately fell into the dungeon of the Spiritual Hell after her death and became a demon spirit with incomplete memory. Unfortunately, she had too much resentment during her lifetime and could not be suppressed and lost control. So she chose to make a wish to the Lord of the Demon God to become the Avenger among the Demon Spirits, and was qualified to choose a spiritual slave in the world to avenge herself."
Chapter completed!