Chapter 302: Tadpoles of the Flower Vine

Puppet technique is not omnipotent. Facing a powerful warrior who is almost completely controlled by his body, Puppet technique, which can only act intrude into the opponent's body, will be automatically rejected by the opponent's body.

"Quick! Hurry!" What Yao Yan could hope for at this time was that Nagaro could solve Kerry within six seconds.

However, the two are of equal strength. Even if one side attacks desperately and ignores the consequences, it still just entangles Kerry in place.

"Damn it!" After hesitating for a moment, in less than a second, Yao Yan was sure to rely entirely on Nagaro to defeat Kerry. It was just a luxury. Yao Yan stretched out a finger with difficulty, and a green string shot out, sticking to a piece of armor scattered on the ground. The armor fragments flew back and inserted into Yao Yan's chest with a puff.

This is definitely not Yao Yan is self-abuse. To be honest, since the ability of "Resurrection String" appeared, this is the first time Yao Yan used it on himself. Sharp fragments of armor pierced the muscles in his chest, and even cut off the ribs and penetrated the heart. This feeling is absolutely unpleasant. Fortunately, at that moment, the fragments of armor turned into endless green light and scattered on Yao Yan's limbs.

Covered by green light, Yao Yan straightened his left shoulder, took off the blood clot from his left ear, wiped off the blood from his left eye, and stood up.

"Warning, Nagaro wakes up! It is expected to eliminate puppet technique for two seconds...one second..." A harsh alarm sounded, and Yao Yan looked up at the direction of Nagaro and Kerry fighting.

Nagaro's movements were obviously slowed down. The moment he woke up, he found that his body was attacking Kerry uncontrollably. After a moment of doubt, he immediately knew that his body was controlled by unknown forces.

A stream of tiny forces wandered in his limbs, replacing his nerve signals and manipulating his body.

"Drink..." He shouted angrily, his body suddenly shook, and most of the slender threads in his body were broken, but the thread was like a living thing, and he came in unyieldingly again.

"Ah..." Nagaro screamed in horror, and then with a puff, his right arm raised automatically, and directly hit the broken sword in his forehead.

Then, Nagaro stood still again. Due to this fatal trauma, his body reacted spontaneously and began to recover, but the giant sword lying inside his head prevented the recovery of his most critical brain.

The change in this moment made Kerry stunned.

"I'm not dead like this..." Grinning, Yao Yan felt that this injury was even more disgusting than the fragments of his armor that he had put away.

Since Nagaro cannot be allowed to kill Kerry, he can only choose to kill Nagaro first.

Although Kri is much more difficult than Nagaro, Yao Yan, who is also a ranger, can still slightly exert his agility advantage when facing Nagaro, but Yao Yan can't think of any solution when facing Kri.

"Escape?" This thought flashed through Yao Yan's mind, but where can he escape? Kerry left so many scars on Yao Yan's body just now, and there must be a mark belonging to Kerry. Each Ranger's mark is the most unique and almost impossible to discover. If Xiu Te was there, perhaps Yao Yan could still use Xiu Te's power to find this mark, but now, there is only himself here.

You can't escape... Then...

At this moment, the prompt from Magic Net refreshed again at the corner of his eyes, and a line of small words flashed out: "Puppet technique is recovering, and it is expected to break free time: I can't break free."

Not dead? Can't break free?

Yao Yan smiled again.

The bitterness is over and the sweetness is coming.

Seeing Nagaro standing there with the hilt of a giant sword in his head rushing up again at a speed that was not inferior to the previous one, Kerry turned around and ran away shamefully. Before Yao Yan could react, he escaped to the safe area of ​​the Fire Elemental Realm Mage Tower. He stared at Yao Yan with a cold and murderous gaze for a moment, and turned around and disappeared.

He saw that Yao Yan had healed his physical injuries. If Yao Yan and Nagaro joined forces, he asked himself that he was not an opponent, and he was not a knight who regarded honor as more than life, so he ran away shamefully.

"Yao Yan, don't be proud or arrogant. Even if you can escape your life now, when you go back, I'm afraid the Thunder Killing Guild has turned into ruins!" Kerry roared in his heart.

He slowly walked to Nagaro and looked at the sword hilt that was like a strange horn from the center of his forehead. Yao Yan grinned again, sighing in his heart. He was still alive. If he wanted to kill him, would he really have to cut him into pieces? But I have done this kind of thing just now. Should I burn it to ashes? What kind of fire can burn him?

This battle allowed Yao Yan to truly see how terrible a demigod-level master is. No matter whether his whole body is chopped or his chest is blown open, how can he deal with such a person...

If the Hua Vine is there, it would be fine. It would be thrown directly into the Hua Vine's belly to digest it... Yao Yan sighed. Since the Hua Vine evolved last time, it has merged with part of the ability of the inner-grabbing demon brain pool. The four crops in its body have evolved into entrances and exits of the cracking realm. If you enter such a place where there is no way to use the cracking realm, the Hua Vine will die.

"Hehe...hehe..." A slight cracking sound rang out, and Yao Yan was surprised to find that the light curtain at the corner of his eyes began to prompt the countdown for Nagaro to break free again.

Although it took two hours, it surprised Yao Yan.

What exactly does this guy exist? Is even his head full of muscles, so he squeezed the sword? It's too fantastic to squeeze metal with his brain...

Should I escape now? What if he meets Kerry again and follows him?

In this case, Kerry and Nagaro could not give themselves a chance. I am afraid that if they see two people again next time, they will really die...

What should I do... Yao Yan suddenly felt helpless, otherwise he would chop off his head and hold it away. Without his head, he would never be resurrected again.

After pinching his chin and thinking for a few seconds, Yao Yan suddenly remembered the small bag on his back.

After the druid transformed, the clothes and luggage on his body were accommodated by some unknown force. This rule obviously took effect in this world. Therefore, in the battle just now, although the whole body was soaked in blood, the clothes were not broken at all, and the small bag on his back was still there.

I took off the small bag on my back, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things inside. Everyone prepared for themselves before I came. Because I could not use the Schizoma, I didn’t have much to bring. Yao Yan originally planned to bring nothing, but he didn’t expect that he would be stuffed so many things before leaving.

The things in this small bag were a bit messy. After being improved by my father again, the body size was further reduced. The magic bow that was shrinking to the size of a plate was lying quietly in the backpack. It was the largest thing in the backpack. Then the small box given by Lilith, and the exquisite silver box was not known to hold. The calf head gave a lot of seeds of various colors, red, yellow, blue and green, the big ones were the size of walnuts, and the small ones were only the size of rice grains, all in a bottle; the pure hand-painted map of the Fire Element Realm given by Jackey and his son, actually Yao Yan had already scanned a copy with the Thunder Cutting System, but Jackey was afraid that the Fire Element Realm could not use the Thunder Cutting System, so he insisted that he bring it with him; the others also had their own things, Verak's dwarf amulet, the detailed information of Nagaro and Kerry compiled by Sult, etc.

There was also a greasy thing squirming in the corner. The oily thing with the light of a colorful oil film was given by Hua Teng. After knowing that he could not enter the Fire Element Realm with Yao Yan, Hua Teng got angry and did not dare to disturb Yao Yan, who was about to enter the Fire Element Realm. He could only beat the poor Xiake all over. Fortunately, the Black Dragon's recovery ability was very abnormal and he recovered in a while.

Even so, Hua Teng still spit out this small bag from her mouth with precious slightest.

He took out the bag, held it in his hand, and looked at the sky. Yao Yan found that one of the tadpoles was swimming around.

Is it the tadpole of the inner-striving demon? Several scenes flashed in front of Yao Yan's eyes. He frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally decided to treat the dead horse as a living horse!

He handed the bag to Nagaro, who was hilted by the sword above his head. Yao Yan hid far away to the edge of the safe range and then issued an order. Nagaro suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword above his head with his right hand. With a creaking sound, red blood gushed out again, and then suddenly pulled it out, and the hilt of the sword was finally pulled out. At the same time, his left hand pressed into his head like lightning, stuffing the bag into the skull like a cracked watermelon.

"Crack...Crack..." The severely deformed skull squirmed and slowly closed, and the blood line on the forehead slowly contracted back. Although I had seen it several times, Yao Yan still grinned. What kind of monster is this guy? Ordinary black dragons are not so scary. At least Xia Ke will have to lie for a long time after being injured. Could it be that different bloodlines blend with each other, and instead produce a stronger effect?

Yao Yan really wanted to decorate his blood and go back to study it, but now he dare not get close to Nagaro.

"Warning, Nagaro will wake up in nine seconds...eight seconds...seven seconds..." The countdown sounded again, Yao Yan had stepped within the safe range with one foot. At the same time, the countdown for the puppet technique to be freed began. Although Nagaro has not yet fully awakened, his body has begun to spontaneously rule out this thing that does not belong to him.

"Three...two...one..." Nagaro suddenly opened his eyes, his two nystagnants trembled, unable to condense into a focus, rolled around strangely, and his whole body trembled. He wanted to move forward, but his feet staggered and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!