Conan Super Detective

"What do you think this can do to me?"

Dongma asked amusedly.

"Don't think this is just ordinary marble. This is the forbidden marble specially set up by France to confine the Pope back then. Although with the passage of years and the loss of the goal (the Pope), there has been no decent maintenance in modern times, but history has settled down. That...Well, it should be said to be mysterious, but it has the same effect for a true ancestor like you!"

Since it is a forbidden demons, the elves, as the incarnation of magic power, the true ancestors themselves are the most obvious example of being restrained by this material.

The marble with white brilliance was falling quickly, and Wuhe beside Dongma had gradually felt the solidification of the magic in his body.

"Master Dongma!"

Wuhe called out with difficulty, and then realized that he couldn't even move. He could only watch a piece of marble hit his head from top to bottom.

"Sure enough, the dead in this world will be subject to some special restrictions, no wonder El Quett can be calculated by a mortal magician."

Dongma shook his head and laughed, and at the same time slowly raised his hand, blocking Wuhe's head as if slowly.

"However, these restrictions have no effect on me!"

Because Dongma, the true ancestor, was not born in this world.

The huge marble block was steadily caught by Dongma with one hand, and then he was thrown to the stunned left by Dongma without stopping.

"However, since it is forbidden magic materials for the Pope, it should also be effective for you!"

Dongma said mockingly.

"The Pope? What is that! I am a higher being than him!"

The left side howled furiously.

However, to Dongma, it sounded more like a frightened bird, just barking frantically there.

"The marble is on the bottom, the human body is on the top!"

"Boom!"

The dull collision sounded again. After the marble collided with the left side, the marble stood in a stalemate for more than a second, and finally couldn't bear it and broke into small stones on the ground.

"Haha, it seems that the right seat of the gods is nothing more than that. The Forbidden Magic Stone is actually effective for you, which is really shameful!"

Dongma sneered mockingly.

"Damn! You damn bastard!"

Shouted furiously from the left, trying to prepare for the second wave of attack.

"The damn thing is you, I haven't found anyone in this world who can make me die."

Dongma sneered, then summoned the blood mist in the air, turning it into a blood blade, and slashing to the left head from top to bottom.

"The blood is down, the human body is up!"

The left side shouted again, solidified like a physical blood knife, firmly blocked in mid-air by the left side.

"Ding……"

A crisp voice also sounded on the left body at the same time.

"I said, my ability is invincible!"

The left emphasized loudly.

"Oh, haven't you discovered it? Your weaknesses have been exposed since just now."

Dongma sneered and looked at the frantic left, leisurely tossing the coin in his hand.

At this time, at the left foot, there was also the same coin.

Chapter 2681 the land on the left, destroy!

"Obviously even the spiritual outfit, magic, and even my attacks can be blocked, so why can't you block a small coin?"

The answer is obvious, because there is no way to stop it!

"Humph!"

The left side snorted heavily.

However, the wheat flour guillotine that rushed together did not seem to have the stability and strength just now.

"In fact, you can understand your ability simply by thinking about it, but because your opponents are probably all'masters', they will think about it in a more complicated direction. Actually, you don't need to do that, although you decide "Priority", but actually lacks flexibility."

Dongma analyzed it confidently.

"In short, although my blood blade cannot penetrate your human body, your'priority change' is only for a single target. So there is no way to defend against coins that are issued almost at the same time but are slightly slower than a few tenths of a second. "

A confident smile slowly expanded at the corner of Dongma's mouth.

And the expression on the left became more and more ugly.

"So your weakness is obvious. You have to reset the'priority' every time, so as long as you do a different kind of offense before you set it."

Dongma smiled triumphantly, while the left side lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You just want to say this?"

The left side hummed coldly.

"I know this level of things naturally, but if you want to think that even this level is my weakness, then the name of the right seat of God is too worthless."

A white hurricane formed behind Dongma, and then rolled towards Wuhe's back without warning.

"Sneak attack again?"

Dongma sneered.

However, the goal on the left is not a five-team.

"The ground is down, the wheat flour is up!"

The marble floor was hung, and the magical marble fragments blasted towards Dongma like a shotgun.

"Small bugs!"

Dongma took a step backward, picked up Wuhe who hadn't reacted yet, and then raised his other foot.

"Snapped!"