Chapter 115: Flying cat

During the flashing and moving, the mouse couldn't help him at all.
The man seemed to be aware of this gradually and began to organize the mice's attack cooperation.
They flew up, kicked on the wall, rushed out like arrows, waved their claws, exposing their fangs...
Then Ivey took it with a knife.
That person did not expect Ivey to be so rich in actual combat experience, the key is that he is still very talented.
Fighting is also a talent.
Ivey has a talent that makes him jealous.
His lethality increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Later, the rats charged in clusters, the formations were coordinated, the secrets were blessed, and all the methods were exhausted. Ivey only swayed at will, strolling in the courtyard, and all the offensive was wiped out.
so amazing.
That person has already begun to retreat.
However, he found that Ivey's dark web firmly locked him.
From the fight to the present, Ivey felt that his breath was strange, and he had a feeling of deja vu.
Suddenly the inspiration flashed, and he smiled and said:
"The dragon general howl, don't hide, come out, you can't be a beast wherever you are, the one who hides his head and shows his tail is pitiful!"
An evil fire jumped in the dragon general's chest, and his wretched figure rose slowly in a huge mouse shadow.
"Fool! If you don't call Uncle Po's name, maybe I will let you go, and now I can only send you on the road!"
"I didn't catch you, how can I get on the road?" Ivey said with disdain, "I just yelled casually, you stupid jumped out by yourself, it's funny."
"Asshole, don't be proud," said the dragon general howling bitterly, "Did you think that you are going to eat me? Now let you see what terrifying power is!"
"I know that you have hidden your strength, so what? In front of me, you are still shit, rat shit!"
Long Jiang Howling's face was gray, his teeth creaked.
He quickly used his natal magic.
"Mouse King's true body!"
Blood Succession Boundary is generally composed of several kinds of magic fusion, which is very difficult to cast, and the corresponding magic power is extremely powerful.
Once the mouse king’s true body was activated.
The phantom of a giant mouse that pierced through the sky shrank quickly, and its figure became more solid.
In the end, he merged with the Dragon General Howl.
His nose stretched forward, his front teeth protruded, and a few rat whiskers grew out of his cheeks.
Although his appearance is ugly, his strength has increased exponentially.
In particular, the magical powers that are good at several types, wind type, shadow type, virus type, and death type, the magic power gets a 300%-1000% bonus.
And guarding the stars has the effect of instant connection with a thought into a thread.
"The rat's teeth stab, the rule-molars."
This law is niche, and therefore more compatible with magic, especially with the blood of the mouse king.
A white light came oncoming, Ivey shook his head abruptly, and a mark appeared on the wall behind him. There was a black air around the mark. What's more terrifying is that the tooth mark is still there. Growing, expanding, creaking, creaking, teeth grinding sound...
It's really a bite, and it's three points.
Ivey was startled in a cold sweat.
There may be many criteria for evaluating the power of a magic, but there is only one criterion for evaluating killing magic: simple and effective.
Rattooth stab casts fast, consumes less mana, and can be fine-tuned during the attack. It is extremely powerful and kills if it hits the key. Even if it is just a scratch, it can bite the opponent and hold on to it. Control the enemy to death.
It can be said to be a necessary magic for home travel and murder.
Damn it!
Ivey's relaxed attitude of teasing his opponent was instantly gone.
Whoosh whoosh!
The air was full of tooth marks.
Rat teeth bursting in groups are acceptable, but they can bite in the air!
Ivey's tooth marks are densely covered around his body, and his moving space is restricted, and those tooth marks have a tendency to expand.
It was a small tooth mark, slowly increasing and getting bigger and bigger. And spread the epidemic into the air.
The dragon general howled the winner's smile and couldn't help taunting:
"What's the matter, our great genius, has the ability to continue to be the 13th? I don't know how many of you like the "prodigy of heaven" I have killed!"
Once the villain is determined, it is always shocking to become crazy.
Under his order, the rats in the house gathered more and more, and even formed a conveyor belt. A snow-white figure was lying on the conveyor belt, bloody, and dead for a long time.
"Have you seen, Phoenix girl, the pride of heaven, I can play as long as I want to play. The only thing I can't do is to die. If I die, I have to be played. My mouse brother can also eat meat, hahaha."
Under the influence of Mickey and Jerry, Ivey doesn't feel too much hatred of mice, and is nothing more than four evils.
But now, looking at the clown with pointed mouth, round eyes, and rat whiskers in front of him, my heart was churning.
The dragon general snapped his fingers, he probably thought it was handsome.
The nameless woman was instantly covered with mice, and there was a creepy gnawing sound. The mice swelled three times, leaving the girl with only one skeleton.
The pink skull flicked his fingers.
Those mice gnawed at each other again, and in the end only 12 were left.
They are huge, with black mist on their bodies, fangs, and hideous faces.
At least reach the level of advanced monsters.
"Let me lucky today~EbookFREE.me~ die under the lips of my twelve generals, and enjoy the funeral of this day."
Long Jiang Howl seemed to have the chance to win, so he moved a chair and sat down, so he said in his spare time:
"I, the twelve generals, can eat pigs, cattle, dogs and chickens, and become the only one among the twelve patron saints. The mouse, the ugly mouse, the mouse, the mouse..."
Ivey retreated to the last position, his body could hardly move, but he still said arrogantly:
"Only these beasts are worthy of being called generals. I'm sorry, but your generals may not be left."
Finally he adjusted his posture and tried to send a magic spell.
"Flying with eggs, the rule-freedom."
Two uses for distraction, double form of chicken and egg beating.
His body turned into a black mist, swiftly traversing the dense rat prints in the air, without any obstacles.
In Long Jiang's stunned eyes, a long special "trick or treat" whirled around in the room, increased the speed to the maximum, and slammed out from under the chair.
Yes, he is imitating, or calling it a repeat of the case.
puff!
Not a loud fart, a small round hole appeared under the chair.
what!
A sharp scream resounded across the night sky.
Ivey smiled clearly. There was a condescending, arrogant voice:
"Sorry."
It was another crit, the legendary great apology.
Dragon Howl fell to the ground, blood leaking from his fingers tightly.
He tumbling and struggling, still not forgetting to order:
"Kill him!"
Squeak!
The mouse was about to jump forward, and suddenly let out a cry of fear.
What a big cat!
A flying cat!