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Chapter 5 You souls are complaining that the [system] is getting worse

Chapter 5: When you are so weak that you are complaining that the [system] is getting worse and worse, reflect on yourself!

Author: The former Keda Duck

Chapter 5: When you are so weak that you are complaining that the [system] is getting worse and worse, reflect on yourself!

The wind and snow roared in the forest, the heavy snow was blown by the strong wind, dancing among the tall crystalline trees, the fireball exploded and the ignited magic fire and the blood mist rose from Huang Lang's face, which was soon obscured.

In the midst of the storm of wind and snow.

The visibility is extremely low, and ordinary creatures may not be able to effectively view objects in such weather.

However, none of the three creatures present can be considered [General creatures].

The elf who had just run out of the Fire Prison casts a reinforcement spell on her, making it easy for her to see things in the wind and snow; as a demon, Tarask has a low level, but it has both soul, magic, optics and heat sources.

The composite vision will not be hindered by just wind and snow.

Huang Lang, the games loaded by his current system and the character templates he uses, allow him to ignore this little bit of wind, snow and low temperature, and it is no problem to observe the surrounding situation in the wind and snow.

After all, one of the original home courts of the Death Knights in World of Warcraft was Northende, where the wind was howling in extreme weather.

The alien gave him the system so that he could load all the games he had played, but at the beginning without points, he only had the initial game given by aliens for free - he had the most game time and the highest affinity.

The game can be loaded.

That game is the once extremely brilliant multiplayer online game [World of Warcraft].

More precisely, it is a specific version of this game, the first phase of the nostalgic server of World of Warcraft-Wrath of the Lich King expansion pack.

Before meeting the aliens, he was playing this version of the nostalgic server.

In the free game given by aliens, the character loaded by default is the Death Knight with the most game time. If Huang Lang wants to unlock other characters in his game, he must be the same as unlocking other games, by satisfying aliens.

The audience earned points to proceed.

However, when he was thrown into the cold environment of the wind and snow, Huang Lang was a little suspicious whether this was intentional by an alien, deliberately letting him fight and make a living...

However, Huang Lang quickly threw this idea behind his mind and focused his attention on the situation in front of him. He did not dare to be careless - on the one hand, because the guy on the opposite side, who seemed to be named Tarask hit him with a fireball

More than 2,000 points of blood; on the other hand, his current system is not fully started.

Loading a new game requires points. After loading the game, the game is divided into multiple parts - skills used in combat, talent for character growth, production and production, social interface UI, plug-ins and models, etc., each part of the game

Activation requires extra points...

The aliens told Huang Lang with a striking remark that this was made by them based on the current trend of mainstream games on Blue Star - this statement is full of flaws. A helpless reality is that Huang Lang only had two parts at the beginning.

In the startup state, that is, [Combat Skills and Equipment].

His talent was not activated, and nothing in the package could be used, leaving only his skills as a level 80 Death Knight and his equipment to wear.

The elf Sesham Randy couldn't see Huang Lang's serious expression under the strict and slit mask. She just saw Huang Lang making a fighting posture, and also saw the demon Tarask temporarily slowing down the pursuit.

So Shameng decided to continue running without hesitation. She did not intend to really abide by the treaty that had long been in name only and stay with this swordsman who seemed a little stupid to her!

After all, she did steal something from the devil's territory.

Seeing the elf thief Sa Ya continues to run away, the demon Tarask also doesn't want to care about Huang Lang anymore, although he also cares about when a monster who can kill magic swordsman can get a sword and catch fire in the fire of the fire in the face.

But this curiosity is nothing compared to chasing the damn thief.

But what Tarask did not expect was that Huang Lang was faster than him when it came to attacking the elves.

Looking at the guy who looked very similar to a human under the hood, turned around and ran away, Huang Lang felt angry at that time!

During the day before the time travel, he was taking the blame - a fool forgot to turn off the machine, but he had to get off work and rush back to repair it, not the one who caused trouble.

Run, run away, you MB ran away, you grandson!

Looking at the elves running away, Huang Lang looked at the icon that only he could see in front of him. With a thought, a skill was thrown out at the elves that was running away quickly.

In the game, this skill is called [Death Grave]. The specific effect is to pull the target of the skill to the death knight. The target of the immune pulling effect will also be mocked and turn around to attack the death knight.

The moment the skill was activated, Huang Lang only felt that he was uncontrollably shouting:

"Come on me---[Equestrian]!"

At that moment, Huang Lang felt a lot of fire venting, and a refreshing feeling, he also remembered that in the game, he made the grip of death a huge one, just use it

Will automatically shout...

Hearing the strange shout, the elf Shameng was thinking in his heart [Dropping off the horse? What horse? Where did the horse come from?] At that time, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind him, and the scene on both sides was rapid.

After passing by, she saw that she had appeared beside the strange swordsman.

"The hand of the mage? The magic swordsman?! Why does a magic swordsman appear here?!" Shameng exclaimed as she looked at Huang Lang wearing heavy armor.

The elves don't know that it is the grip of death. There are not many magics that have this kind of grasping effect, and there are even fewer professions that can use spells with heavy armor and two-handed swords. In her cognition, the only one that meets the criteria.

It's [Demon Swordsman].

However, there are not many special magic warriors in these human empires who are still exploring the experimental stage.

"So it's not a human, an elf?" Huang Lang whistled as he looked at the pointed ears of the guy who was pulled beside him because his hood was tilted.

One person and one elves, there was no time to explain in detail, because the demon Tarask had turned around and rushed towards them like a heavy truck.

While charging, Taraske opened his mouth while opening his big mouth. A huge fireball that was several times larger than the fireball just now was quickly formed and then shot out with a bang!

Seeing the terrifying fireball roaring, the elf grabbed Huang Lang's shoulder like lightning, turned over and fell behind Huang Lang, blocked Huang Lang between the fireball and herself, and then continued to run away.

【Damn, I can go to yours, come on a bird pool!】

Huang Lang cursed in his heart, and as he saw this larger and more terrifying fireball approaching, he activated another skill like a conditioned reflex.

A rotating cover that emits green light suddenly appeared, protecting Huang Lang's whole body, and then Huang Lang was hit by the super-large fireball without any surprise.

The shock wave spreads out with the yellow wave as the center, directly breaking the nearest crystal trees around. The elves that had not yet run far were hit by the shock wave, and one staggered and rolled and hit a tree;

The snow was instantly blown away, revealing the permafrost below.

The high-temperature fire column soared into the sky, and the instantly formed flame storm actually cleared the nearby wind and snow in a short time. It was like a nuclear bomb detonated in the deep sea pushing away the sea water, briefly creating a hot space without snowflakes in the wind and snow.

Shameng was dizzy and looked at the magic swordsman with stars in her eyes and was struggling to get up and continue to run away. She felt a stream of magic that could still be protected by her in the ice and snow.

The elf felt the biting cold.

The elf thief turned his head in panic and found that Tarask's whole body was covered with ice, and he had become difficult to walk, and his pursuit was as slow as a turtle.

What kind of magic is that can make her feel biting cold when she imposed a protective cold spell on her body; what kind of power can instantly limit the demon Tarask, who was born in the Fire Prison?!

When Shameng was in great horror, a great sword flashing with cold light cut through the flamestorm and slashed at Tarask!

There are really warriors who dare to go to the demon of the Fire Prison alone!

But why is it aimed at the devil's calves?

As the one being targeted, the demon Tarask looked at the big sword that was slashed, and he was also quite confused:

Compared to Tarask, Huang Lang's size was really shorter, just as Huang Lang's height as one meter, the sword could at most chop on Tarask's calves.

Why chop the legs? Why don’t you jump up and try to chop its head or chest to attack its Fire Prison Heart? That’s the weakness, right?

What the hell is cutting your legs! When you look at a powerful warrior like this, won’t you jump? Jump!

With this doubt, Huang Lang raised the doomsday decisive battle firmly hit Tarask's leg.

The demons in Yan Prison also know that they hurt.

When the inconspicuous-looking strange sword was slashed on Tarask's leg, the demon of the Fire Prison only felt a severe pain swept through his entire body instantly, as if he was not a toothpick for him by humans.

The sword was slashed on his leg, but was whipped by his lord.

In addition to the pain, Tarask also sensed a strange force penetrated into his body, and together with another force that had penetrated into his body with the strange frozen force, it was strangely destroyed in his body.

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It felt as if he had been cursed with weakness.

Tarask was frightened, but he didn't know that Huang Lang, who was stepping out of the flames at this time, was also helpless.

First of all, he just activated the Death Knight's signature skill [Anti-magic shield], but he was still injured.

This cover, dubbed by players, can absorb 75% of magic damage, but the upper limit of absorption cannot exceed 50% of the blood of the Death Knight.

When he was thrown by aliens, although the original Death Knight did not carry a full set of buffs, it was not the best equipment, but his health was more than 20,000 yuan.

Then the demon broke his anti-demon cover with a mouthful of fire.

Then there is also that he didn't want to cut off the demon's calf, but when he tried to jump, he collapsed and discovered something, that was...

He can't jump.

Although his armor was as light as nothing, when he tried to jump and attack Tarask's waist or chest, he had no choice but to find that he was the same as the characters he controlled in the game.

Can't jump up!

He said, it turns out that the group of aliens said that after the system was activated, his characters were "more comprehensively affected" by the rules of the game!

As he complained in his heart, Huang Lang's knife slashed Tarask's calf helplessly, because he could only get that height.

However, although the bad news cannot jump, judging from Tarask's reaction, his skills seem to be able to deal damage no matter where they are cut...

After Huang Lang fought the plague, two plagues were suddenly hung on Tarask, one of the blood plague and the other frost plague, which made Tarask reduce its attack speed while keeping his blood off. These two

The plague is the two "curses" that Tarask felt that ran around in his body.

However, Tarask soon discovered that the two curses seemed to be weak. Although they could not be removed, the damage was not great. Moreover, the frozen power that had made him unable to move forward before seemed to fade quickly.

It's really a magic swordsman who can do anything and is not proficient in anything. The ice spell effect lasts too short, and the curse damage cannot be increased, haha...

Seeing Tarask's speed, the response visible to the naked eye, the little hope that had just surged in the heart of the elf thief Shameng quickly disappeared - it was indeed a magic swordsman who was not proficient in anything. Although this ice spell was very powerful in an instant.

, but I can't freeze the target...

Huang Lang didn't know how this demon and an elf complained about him in his heart, but he was not surprised at all when he saw Tarask recovering his movement power. After all, he knew that after the skill [Ice Chain] hit, the target would be every second

Recovering 10% of the speed until it is fully restored to normal, which is stipulated by the skill.

He also knew that the Ice Plague and Blood Plague were not very harmful. After all, he did not put these two plagues on Tarask to harm the other party by relying on the plague, but for the next move and the next one he would cut out.

One-sword [Death Strike].

Death Strike, a skill that was once hated by countless people, put aside the damage, has a special effect, which is to help the Death Knight recover blood. If there is a disease on the target, the effect will be 5%, and the two diseases of the Death Knight are attached.

Afterwards, the Death Knight's sword was a reply of 10% of his own health.

The two-handed sword flashed its heart-wrenching flash in the final battle of the doomsday. At the moment of the skill being activated, the elf Shameng, who had recovered his mind and started running again, felt something strange again. She really felt her heart throbbing uncontrollably.

, accompanied by sudden throbbing, a feeling of weakness that can be felt.

This feeling of weakness made Shameng's legs and feet weak in an instant, causing her to almost stagger.

Compared with the faint sense of weakness that Shameng felt, the feeling of weakness that the high-level demon Tarask felt was extremely strong. The moment the big sword shining with cold light hit his leg, Tarask felt that he was

The transmission of power between himself and the Demon Fire Prison seemed to be disturbed, and he felt that his powerful body and the heart of the Fire Prison, which was surging magic, had power flowing away.

Looking up, Tarask was shocked to find that something like white smoke seemed to be gushing out of his body, and these things were pulled into the sword by inexplicable force.

"What are you??" Tarask was shocked and angry, and roared loudly.

Tarask (Devil's Word):#&*¥(*

Huang Lang just [sees] and still didn't understand what Tarask was calling, but he knew that after the death blow just now, the amount of blood he had just lost was sucked back by him physically.

Many.

By the way, what do you know is why death strikes, which are defined as physical strikes, can bring back blood...

Just as Huang Lang was complaining in his heart, the elf not far away seemed to have recovered at this moment and began her own life-threatening rush again.

Shameng cares about the strange magic swordsman's strange ability behind him, but as an old member of the Thieves Union, her willpower easily overwhelms curiosity--she knows very well that her most important thing at this time

The mission is to send away the things she stole from the inside and outside of the demon traitor, instead of investigating some strange magic swordsman.

The other party has already fought with Tarask, which is exactly what she needs.

So, don’t run away at this time, and then wait for when.

The elf ran wildly, and Tarask was temporarily in a dilemma--the fierce slash just now, in addition to shattering the hardened skin on his legs and causing the blood of the demon to gush out, what made him even more worried was that

Although the slash of this strange swordsman was slashing on his legs, it was as if he was slashing on his heart of the Fire Prison, weakening his ability to maintain existence here and causing him a fatal blow.

This made him dare not ignore the strange magic swordsman and pursue the elf thief with all his strength.

But if you don't chase it, it won't work.

This Tarask didn't know what the broken stone the thief stole was, but it knew very well that if it could not recover the stolen things back before its lord found it, he would probably have done so.

He had to be thrown into the abyss of sacrifice by the furious lord and turned into ashes.

He was touched into the lord's treasure house by an elf thief and successfully escaped with something. No matter what the lord lost, even if he only lost a sacrifice skull, the guard in charge at that time had to bear the lord's anger and die.

This is not a matter of loss, it is related to the extreme attention to face... No, it is the self-esteem of the Lord of the Demon Glory, and no, it is a matter of the sense of honor.

Continue to chase, it is dangerous, and not to chase, it is even more dangerous.

In the midst of lightning, this Tarask had made a decision. He ignored his wounds and turned slightly, inserted the claws of his left hand deep into the frozen soil. Red light flashed on his arm, and magic power was injected into the earth.

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The next second, Huang Lang, who was about to continue the public cooling of the skill, felt the surrounding earth shake wildly.

The soil and stones rolled like crazy stirring by invisible hands, and then the magma underground rushed into the sky in a posture that violated the rules of gravity, and condensed into terrifying lava balls emitting red light in the air, and then like

The birds of prey that were rushing down like a snatching bird of prey were about to swallow Huang Lang.

Flame Prison Earth-Lava Bombing!

In that moment when time was still, a fire suddenly spurted out from Huang Lang's feet, and the speed soared. His whole person rushed out like a meteor, instantly leaving the bombing range of the magma ball.

Looking back at the earth that was in a state of destruction, Huang Lang was extremely grateful that before his game characters traveled through time, waiting for his teammates to be bored at the door of the dungeon, so he changed the equipment in his bag to play, and replaced the characters with a special equipment.

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