Chapter Two Hundred and Fifteen Furious Demons
"What a strange statement." The single nobleman said blankly.
"Why is your target so inexplicable? An... indescribable feeling." The harmless female thief said.
Others also laughed in a friendly manner. They laughed simply because they did not understand what Zhou Ming said.
Because in their world, the terrible world slowly gets better after erecting three walls.
So the idea of tearing down walls without making the world a worse place doesn't make logical sense in their minds.
But although the logic didn't make sense, the sigh of emotion when Zhou Ming spoke and the emotion contained in his tone made them feel a sense of illusion that couldn't be described in words... It was as if Zhou Ming was really expecting this to happen.
, and firmly believe that this is an achievable and wonderful thing.
They only saw Zhou Ming wearing an ugly green mask, looking up at the ceiling of the carriage, but no one saw Zhou Ming squinting and smiling under the mask, with a fascinated look on his face.
It was indeed a dreamlike fantasy, but so what?
If you are a person who has come out of a dream, then what's wrong with wanting to recreate the dream in reality?
The train began to slow down again, the relaxed chatting atmosphere instantly dissipated, and the air became solemn.
The second special site has arrived.
As the train slowed down, the surrounding fog thickened again, and the train entered a closed tunnel. The light outside suddenly dimmed, and a faint light from nowhere illuminated the arc-shaped walls of the tunnel, which emitted a metallic light.
The train continued to run for a while and finally stopped slowly. This time everyone saw the new Sin Demon at a glance. Compared to the previous venue, the area of this venue was much smaller. It was a cubic space with a length, width and height of fifty meters.
, like a huge steel box.
In the center of the field, an extremely tall humanoid creature squatted on the ground. That was the enemy this time.
The surrounding walls are like steel cages, exuding a silver-gray glow. The sin demon in the center is squatting on the ground, with dragon-like scales on its body flashing slightly in the glow, and black light follows its breathing on the scales.
It flows between the gaps, holding a vicious broadsword in one hand and burying its head in its chest, like a sleeping demon.
The demon's tail vertebra is connected to a powerful long tail, and the rugged bone spurs climb along the curved back, like a mountain of swords. It is as quiet as a sculpture, but everyone at the same time felt the terror hidden under the monster's powerful body.
strength.
The crisp ringtone echoed in the dead space, and the sudden sharp sound made the ace logistician's body tremble. He suddenly remembered his responsibilities and returned to the communication equipment to communicate with the headquarters outside. This time the headquarters'
The answer is that he hopes he will live broadcast the battle scenes.
"Uh, but...but this." Ace Logistics looked at Rakshasa in embarrassment.
Rakshasa leaned against the door with his sword in his arms, and said calmly: "I won't take action until absolute victory is certain. Before that, it's up to you."
Ace Logistics nodded, with some regrets in his heart. He felt that the coordination between the harmless female thief and Rakshasa Noodles was very strong. In fact, it was a very good tactic to let the two of them test it out first, but obviously Rakshasa Noodles did not have this intention.
, his action logic is different from theirs, and the priority standards in the minds of both parties are different.
"Let the White Dragon King go up first this time. If he can't handle it, you can go up and help the single nobleman." The harmless female thief said.
Generally, battles and testing tasks are performed by soldiers who can escape unscathed or who have been damaged in battle, because this can save combat power or reduce the loss of overall combat power.
But it is different from the battle with the Devil of Sin. There is no way to quit the battle with the Devil of Sin. Once you join the battle, you are putting yourself on the gambling table. You will never be able to escape without knowing the winner or loser. Therefore, the person at the table must be able to
Fight and resist.
In this elite team, the only ones who can fight and resist are the White Dragon King and the Righteous Boy. Now that half of the Righteous Boy is useless, only the White Dragon King is left.
"Leave it to me." The White Dragon King said solemnly and stepped out of the carriage.
Zhou Ming held his breath and watched the White Dragon King walk out of the carriage. This was the first time he saw someone who used ice control spells like himself, and he was very curious about the strength of the ice control spell masters who were selected into the elite team.
The White Dragon King stretched out his hand, and the ice condensed and lengthened in his palm, gradually forming the shape of a large scimitar. As he walked forward, cold hoarfrost gradually grew on his white windbreaker, and ice crystals began to form on his body.
Tables cover, combine with each other, accommodate, and intersect.
Before he had gone five meters, he was already covered with a layer of very delicate armor. Zhou Ming stared at the ice armor on the opponent seriously. The high-spirited shoulder armor was raised like a dragon's horns, and the edges of the hand armor were sharp and bladed.
The tip of the wrist blade is pointed toward the elbow. It is slender, thin as a cicada wing, and curves like flowing water.
This body of armor is layered with intricate layers. From the appearance, it looks like the body of a dragon has been dissected and then inlaid into a set of armor. It exudes a noble and powerful temperament. From various angles, it looks more like an art of imagery.
Ice sculptures are not practical.
But Zhou Ming knew that the power of the spell came from imagination and belief, and the White Dragon King's armor must have extraordinary power.
As the distance between the White Dragon King and the Sin Devil gradually narrowed, when they got closer to a distance of twenty meters, the Sin Devil, who was squatting on the ground with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. When it opened its eyes, everyone's hearts were filled with excitement.
Trembling, the dark gray space suddenly lit up with two big lights emitting golden light. The vertical pupils unique to reptiles shrank to a narrow line and turned slightly to lock onto the approaching figure of the White Dragon King.
Even though they were quite far apart, Zhou Ming felt a terrifying aura of cruelty and cold-bloodedness. This time, this sin demon gave people a completely different feeling from the last time, the Sloth Demon. Even before the two sides started fighting, Zhou Ming's mind
The other party's name appeared in the middle - Fury.
"Is it furious?" the masked thief murmured, obviously feeling the strange aura just now.
The moment the Sin Demon opened its eyes again, an orange light shimmered in the gaps between the scales on its body. Then it stood up holding the rough-shaped sword. Its five-meter-tall body was like a hill, as if it was about to move towards Baidu.
The Dragon King rolled over and smashed it down.
At this time, everyone also saw the full appearance of the furious demon. It had a lizard-like head, like a dragon or a snake, with sword-like horns standing on the back of its head. Its human-shaped body was exposed in places that were not covered with armor.
Huge muscles and black veins beating vigorously under the skin, like squirming little snakes.
His whole body conveys a message of savage and disorderly chaos to the outside world.
Chapter completed!