"...Hm?"
Looking at Silas on the ground, the demigoddess's expression suddenly beca sowhat serious.
Sharron, lying on the ground, quickly understood the reason for the change in her expression.
Silas's scattered flesh and blood ended its chaotic state, rapidly converging, coalescing, and returning to normal human form once more.
"How fascinating. You actually didn't lose control?"
The demigoddess said to Silas, her words carrying curiosity and perhaps a few traces of surprise.
"Be careful! She's a demigoddess of the Marauder pathway. She can steal your items, your thoughts, even your abilities!"
Sharron shouted from the ground, warning Silas.
But soon, she couldn't speak anymore, only clutching her throat and making hoarse, low sounds as if her voice had been taken away.
"Marauder"...
Silas recalled that na.
In the Nighthawks' internal materials, descriptions of this pathway were extrely scarce.
It only ntioned that Beyonders of this pathway possessed the ability to "steal."
So what they could steal wasn't just items, but also intangible things like thoughts and abilities?
That's how my "Shepherd" ability was stolen!
"Rip!"
Silas glared at her and directly tore off his left arm!
He gripped the arm and simultaneously activated flesh magic, throwing it at her.
The ti M had bought for him was limited. He had to reclaim the "Shepherd" ability as quickly as possible!
"Bang!"
Silas's entire arm exploded violently, but an invisible wall ford before the demigoddess, blocking all the explosive impact and corrosive flesh.
However, when her attention focused on the flesh bomb before her, the shadow beneath her suddenly began to ripple, rapidly transforming into thick, pitch-black liquid that crawled upward, entangling her body!
Silas had already had his "Shepherd" ability stolen, so he could only use flesh magic and shadow abilities to attack.
But these abilities were still far from adequate against a demigoddess.
he made no movent at all, simply releasing her spirituality to suppress the shadow's mutation and restore it to its normal state.
Damn it...
Silas maintained an icy expression on his face, but cursed inwardly.
The gap between Sequence 4 and Sequence 5 was simply too vast.
If his "Shepherd" hadn't been stolen, perhaps he'd still have a chance at a desperate fight.
But in his current situation, his chances of defeating her were already extrely slim.
Unless Silas used more aggressive thods.
The first thod was naturally to utilize his cheat ability.
That chaotic tide possessed an extrely high status.
He could try to use it to suppress her. For instance, if she tried to contact his spirit, he could let the tide surge over in response.
The second thod was even more extre.
If it truly ca to that desperate mont, he'd simply invoke Amon's na directly!
Judging from the earlier hallucination, this Amon held an extrely high position and was very likely the offspring of so mysterious Creator.
An existence like that couldn't possibly die easily, and this tomb itself reeked of strangeness... So this Amon was very likely still alive, or at least exerted so peculiar influence.
Moreover, he had vaguely heard the conversation between Sharron and the demigoddess just now. This woman seed very fearful of "Amon."
Since she was so afraid, Silas naturally had to do the opposite of what she wanted!
Even if the consequences might be extrely severe, he wasn't prepared to sit and wait for death.
Instead, he'd drag her down with him. At the very least, he'd replace that expression on her face with terror!
"Heh..."
The Marauder demigoddess looked at Silas and extended her left hand again, her palm instantly locking onto him.
She's going to steal my abilities again!
Silas couldn't help thinking.
He instinctively wanted to use "Flaming Jump" or "Paper Figurine Substitute" or similar thods to escape, but in the next instant realized he'd already had his "Shepherd" ability stolen and couldn't use them!
He could only move his body rapidly, trying to dodge.
Then Silas saw her palm instantly close, and when it opened again, several bright red muscles had appeared in her hand.
At the sa ti, he felt his body lose control and collapsed to the ground.
What's happening? My body won't move!
Silas thought in shock, then felt pain spreading from various parts of his body.
Achilles tendon, thighs, limbs... He suddenly understood what the demigoddess held in her hand. Those were his muscles.
Heal quickly, then get up!
Just as Silas activated his flesh abilities, desperately creating muscle to heal his wounds, the demigoddess had already appeared abruptly before him, pressing her hand on his head.
All his strength vanished, making it difficult to rise.
"There seems to be so secret hidden within your body."
She said curiously, "Perhaps I should study it carefully... Though that will have to wait until after I acquire the tomb's treasures."
Her aning was that she'd let Silas live a little longer.
Unfortunately, Silas didn't appreciate it. He only glared at her viciously, then grinned.
That smile carried intense malice.
"Hey, you ca exploring soone's tomb. Did you ask the tomb's owner for permission?"
"What are you saying..."
Initially, the demigoddess didn't understand the aning in Silas's words, but soon, she sensed his madness from his words and actions.
She heard Silas half-open his mouth and say:
"A..."
"Boom!"
With a vicious strike, the demigoddess smashed Silas's head into pulp. Her face revealed an expression of extre terror, impossible to hide.
Though she was the one who struck, she looked as if she were the one at a disadvantage.
"What, are you that afraid of that na?"
Silas's head had turned into pulp, and the first thing to regenerate from that pile of flesh was his mouth.
He used the most mocking tone to sneer at this demigoddess.
In a few more seconds, M's soothing of his soul would disappear, and he would lose control again.
"Shut up!"
The demigoddess was shocked by his regenerative ability for a mont, but quickly shouted, her tone carrying both anger and fear.
Silas wouldn't listen to her. Instead, he continued to open his mouth and say:
"A..."
In the next instant, many things happened simultaneously.
When Silas had released the flesh bomb, he'd deliberately left a portion hidden among the scattered rubble.
That lump of flesh had already been remotely controlled by him and transford into a mouth, planning to shout Amon's na from the other side while the demigoddess controlled him here.
The Marauder demigoddess had been enraged.
She released her "Theft" ability toward Silas again, intending to directly seize the thoughts in his brain.
Zoroya, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly rose.
When neither party was paying attention, he suddenly struck, launching an attack on the demigoddess.
At the sa ti, he also covered Silas's other mouth, successfully preventing him from shouting Amon's na.
"You..."
The demigoddess looked at Zoroya in shock.
She never could have imagined that this person she'd already killed would actually stand up again!
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