The avatar of Harlem Van Van Van Dan, who was angry with Ryan, pointed at Lane and said, "You, you are just a mortal, you, I am a high god, even if you are just avatars, it is countless more noble than you! You, you dare to blame
The majesty of the gods, me, me, I want to punish you fiercely, I want to take you ... "After talking about this, I suddenly couldn't say it anymore, because it saw the mercy of Ryan Liu Lu's pity coming out
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If Ryan cursed this avatar loudly, it would not only be angry, but it would have a sense of superiority, because the avatar of this semi -God king would think that Ryan was in jealousy and envy.
When you talk about it, it will not be angry. Instead, it thinks it is a matter of course. Mortal will always vent their emotions for what they can't do.
But Lane looked at this Harlem Sudan avatar, but it was a kind of compassion. What is mercy? It is poor, sympathy.
For the avatars, this is the most tolerated thing. It has always existed in the Yin shadow of a half god king since it has the so -called "life".
Lu and others have to respect this avatar. Although this avatar knows that all this is just what others look at the real Harlem Sudan's face, it is still unwavering.
Only the "power" will get those "respect", which will form a virtual xing grid that is arrogant and self -righteous.
Now this illusory everything is torn away by Lane's words, so that the avatar of this semi -God king finally found the ones I thought, but it is just a dream -like bubble.
One blow, even if it is just the most common words, you can easily erase the false mask covered with the surface of this avatar, and re -fight the high gods from the high god seat.
Under this strong psychological impact, the avatar of this Harlem Vannan Sandd suddenly calmed down, and its tone became very bland: "Thank you very much, let me understand a lot of things, it seems like
It seems that dreaming is the real power of the real creature. It turned out that it turned out to be like this*um. In order to express my gratitude, I would go all out to kill you, so that no one will bother this.
Everything, are you right? "
"Actually, you know what happened very well." Ryan shook his head sighing and didn't continue to talk about it anymore. The mental problems were very tricky.
The magic statue of awakening will also have such signs. I do n’t know if this is an inevitable consequences of the projection magic of the avatar, or the problem of the Rakshasa demon half the king of the king.
"I'm going to take it!" The avatar of Harlem Van Dan Dan said to Lane in a tone of a good friend. If you don't know what happened just now, I am afraid that some people will rely on this tone that
It is a good friend who hasn't seen it for many years. Of course, there will be no Ryan in it. He has already felt the signs of the volcano's upcoming outbreak from the peaceful tone of the other party, so Ryan dare not care about it, and he vigorously alert the avatar.
The avatar of Harlem Van Dan was spread out, and it seemed as if he was going to hug with Lane enthusiastically. However, at the moment of the next moment, the avatar directly teared the space barrier, crossed the distance between it and Lane, and appeared in Ryan's.
In front of, the embrace movement also moved towards the two ribs of Ryan, but this Harlem Vannan's avatars shone bright light.
Two sharp and indestructible weapons.
Lane did not retreat, and it was impossible to retreat. Faras was still by his side, and one step would affect the cooperation between the two. Since Ryan cannot retreat, it can only make this Harlem Van Sudan's avatar,
After retreating, I saw Ryan's wrist flipped up and down. Many magic missiles had already shot Ji and hit the different parts of the Harlem Van Dan's body.
"My body is made of the most solid Xing metal. Do you think you can hurt me with this impact?" Harlem Vannan's avatar made this laughing sound, and its arms immediately accelerated.
After action, Lyne was killed on the spot. But beyond this clone unexpectedly, although the magic missile released by Lane is not large, it contains amazing power.
After hitting, there was a clear shaking. Although it was not damaged to the avatars of this Harlem Vannaman, it also slowed its speed.
The body of the Harlem Sudan's body slows forward, but the speed of waving his arms has accelerated a lot. Lane's crisis has not been lifted.
The missiles of the Star Field Law were hit in the same position of the arms of this avatar, and the two arms were directly opened, and then Lane continued to release the magic missiles in part of the other party Xiong port.
A waterfall -shaped missile retreated to Harlem Vannan's avatar, let it keep it away from itself.
After the Harlem Van Dan's avatar was pushed back by the magic of Lane, it did not stop there, but to release the magic of the gold coin -shaped shape towards Lane in the process of retreating, but how did it cast speed?
It is Ryan's opponent. These spells not only failed to have any effect, but were crushed by Lane with more magic missiles after just release.
Gorgeous and gorgeous.
Under the shining starlight, it is the expressionless golden mask of Harlem Sudan.
There was even a very obvious shallow pit in the impact, but no one could see that under the set of golden costumes worn by the Banxian King of the Rakshasa demon king, the shallow pit appeared on the surface of those body on the surface of the body.
Obviously, the speed was rising, and it returned to the original appearance in a very short time.
After Ryan forced his opponent with a magic missile, he did not blindly pursue, but carefully observed the avatar of the semi -god king. After discovering that the other party suffered an indifferent round of missile storms, Lane could not help but be able to produce production.
The magician of this puppet statue admires. He remembered that the avatar of this Harlem Vannama had previously said that its body was made of alive metal. Lane could not help but be able to use this so -called "live xing metal".
It triggered a strong interest and was selected by a semi -God -level king and used to make a puppet statue carrying his own avatar. Presumably, this Ryan never heard of the name of the name must be extremely precious and rare.
"I told you a long time ago that my body is quite hard. Even if it is destroyed by you, it will be restored to its original state in a very short time." The face of Harlem Van Sultan's clone seemed a little confused. After all, it was magicized by Ryan.
Forced to retreat, the clone said: "Although my body is also made of metal, this metal is full of life. It is alive, and its vitality is quite tenacious. No matter how you destroy it,
It will all grow back and become what it was before!"
"This is what makes me greater than you, mortal!" Harlem Van Sultan's clone said loudly: "You mortals will be afraid, your emotions will affect your strength, you will feel tired because your physical strength is exhausted, there will be things like this and that
But I, the great god, have no shortcomings. I can fight endlessly and maintain my peak state at all times. More importantly, I have a firm will and will not show any mercy to my enemies.
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After hearing these words, Ryan couldn't help but laugh out loud. He had no emotions, no thinking, never fatigue, no mercy. The undead army back then was full of such existences. Could it be that all those skeleton warriors were gods?
Really? This is really funny. Coincidentally, Faras, who was beside Ryan, also thought of the evil creatures of the Undead Army through the description of the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan.
But she is a girl after all, and she is more reserved than Ryan, so she will not laugh out loud on the spot, but she still expresses this emotion between her brows. The expressions of Ryan and his wife made this clone of the demigod king look abnormal.
It's embarrassing, but it's a pity that its face is covered with a mask made of gold, otherwise Ryan and Faras would definitely marvel at the maker, because he actually made the face of a puppet golem so lifelike.
"You will pay the price for your actions!" Harlem Van Sultan's clone shouted these words. He raised his right hand flat and pointed his palm at Ryan, and then a soft yellow and white halo of light surrounded him.
Its palm was wrapped. Ryan immediately felt a dangerous aura from this clone. He stared at the clone of Harlem Van Sultan, watching it gather the pseudo-divine power in the palm of his hand, and
The more they gather, the more they gather.
When the clone of the demigod king accumulated enough energy, a gap suddenly opened in the yellow and white halo, and the energy injected into it shot out in a surging manner, forming a diameter and Ryan in an instant
A beam of light about the thickness of an arm. This beam is released with pseudo-divine power.
The magic "explosion light bo" that came out did not spread quickly after the spell was successfully cast. The energy it contained was tightly controlled by the clone, making it form a magic similar to a lightning beam, which continued continuously.