It's dark, and the first quarter moon won't rise until midnight. Without starlight, the whole world is immersed in darkness, deep and dark. Without the roar of the wind, this illusion has always lacked such things. But the temperature
It can still dissipate quickly from the sand, and the coldness has fallen, and a thin layer of ice has formed on the lake.
The temperature difference between day and night suddenly increased. Luo Ling believed that this was the result of the illusion absorbing a certain amount of magic energy and in-depth activating its environmental functions. Including the dispatch of the Five Elements Generals, it was all based on this. If this is true,
This means that the core of the illusion knows how to use magic energy better than intruders like them.
Luo Ling floated in the water, quietly looking at the dark sky that was hazy and distorted by the thin ice. He was waiting for the killing, and there was no bloodthirsty thirst of a vampire in his heart. Instead, there was only a clear and peaceful sky, like a night before the battlefield.
Jiang. Last night, he used the vicious skeleton's finishing move continuously, which consumed too much blood energy. He had to use killings to make up for it and accumulate more blood energy. The newly formulated plan required him to do this.
The moon is half-curved, the stars are coming, the stars are near the lake, and they are taking in the water.
Luo Ling jumped out of the water like a predatory beast. The dim blood spots spread like smoke, forming a pseudo-field with a diameter of more than thirty meters on the lake. In this state, the blood spots would not
They attack at will like the violent state of "blood is eating". They are just scavengers doing the icing on the cake. When Luo Ling's blood claws absorb 99% of the life energy at the moment of killing the star, they will even connect the last one.
1% of them were also plundered.
Luo Ling's fighting style has never been aesthetically pleasing, but after putting on the armor of the ferocious skeleton, it seems to have become even more serious. He looks like a wild boar covered in blood, swerving left and right, as if he is trying to break out of the invisible restraint cage.
. He seemed to be competing with himself. He almost ignored the attacks of the stars and just kept killing. It was a coincidence that while killing people, his attack was destroyed at the same time. It was an unfortunate coincidence that he only suffered a few blows.
Understand, his bone armor is not just a decoration. It is protected by blood. It is worth taking one or two hits and killing one or two more people.
Luo Ling's work efficiency is very fast. His skills are originally used to kill people. There is no taboo in the traditional world such as not attacking women's breasts or lower body. If it does not involve the realm of the soul, then there is nothing better than taking someone else's body.
His life is even more despicable. Letting the other person die decently is just a kind of hypocrisy, just like being unfilial while alive and having a grand burial after death. It is for others to see, but it is not respect or compassion for the deceased at all. Luo
Ling agreed with this argument, so he always acted like a devil after he started killing.
The starry women in palace costumes who appeared on the lake are indeed no match for Luo Ling. They are like young children carrying plastic swords fighting against strong WWE men holding folding stools, one of the seven weapons. The frequency of death is so high that on average,
Every 1/2 second or more, a pair of big claws cut down the star women in batches like cutting wheat. And he tried his best to expand the killing area in the battle capital area, so that the number of star women participating in the battle was always maintained at a considerable number.
, fully shows the greedy mentality of eating from the bowl and thinking about the pot.
Luo Ling was not the only one who started killing with a vicious attitude. On land, in the square at the west gate of the palace, Bao Si, Wang Duo, Shalu, Galdi, and four elite warriors were also stirring up the massacre.
The bloody storm. After losing most of their subordinates, the forces represented by Shalu and Baosi began to cooperate further. Before, they fought separately, but now, they seized the opportunity to kill the star woman together. The eight of them
Each one of them is very skilled, and the combined efficiency is naturally beyond the reach of Luo Ling alone. Like a big filter, less than 50% of those who can enter the palace city through their combat area.
This number is quite impressive for a thousand-year-old star woman, and it is enough to show how hard everyone worked tonight.
Bang bang! Two magic bullets shot out straight lines, killing seven star women. Galdi hung gracefully, flew a sword from his side, did a backflip, and kicked away the incoming blow.
The sword was tilted and tilted to get out of the way of the three sword attacks, and he had easily escaped from a small encirclement.
"Did you see the difference in that guy?" Although Galdi spoke quickly, his voice was steady and steady. Obviously, this kind of fierce battle could hardly bring any burden to him.
Shalu is not far from Galdi, and he is still cooperating with the elite subordinate who plays sonic shock. The former freezes the dust, and the latter sonic shock, but now the range is small and the frequency is high, making it seem a lot more hectic.
Shalu followed Galdi's eyes and clearly understood that he was talking about Luo Ling fighting in the lake. In fact, he also noticed that Luo Ling's battle zone was really conspicuous. As the killing deepened,
Those originally dim blood spots have become brighter and brighter, until they start to reflect like water under the moonlight. This situation makes Luo Ling's fake field no longer look like a fog, but like the silk drying area of a dyeing workshop, with countless bloody silks
It trembles like a wave, and is particularly eerie in the magic light of the star's soul dissipating.
"Those lights are the dissipation of souls, and the bright blood color is obviously the result of absorbing energy. That guy is simply the natural nemesis here." Shahru said with jealousy.
Now that Shalu has noticed, Galdi stopped talking. Now is obviously not the time to talk. Time is running out. On the other three sides of the palace, star men have begun to enter the palace. It won't be long before there will be people wearing clothes.
The soldiers have arrived, and tonight's massacre is about to end.
There are no more new stars born in the lake. Luo Ling has already started to chase them all the way to the waterside pavilion. He will involve as many star girls as possible into the battle group, as long as they no longer ignore the battle happening nearby.
With the sword, Luo Ling's goal was achieved.
After fighting for a few more minutes, columns of troops came out of the palace. Different from the usual long-armed warriors, this time there were sword-and-shield warriors, bronze round shields with sharp edges and ferocious carvings on them.
The evil beast, the bronze sword, had a sharp green light. Judging from the cold look, it seemed to be only one level worse than the lightsaber in the swordsman's hand that Luo Ling met in the turret the day before.
Another important difference is that tonight, it is not just the soldiers who are fighting out of the city, but also other types of soldiers. In the sky, there are hundreds of black cranes flying into the sky, and the huge figures are covered like black clouds coming from the east.
Moonlight. On the backs of these black cranes, there are stars sitting cross-legged on saddle baskets, holding large crossbows like goose wings. The crossbow arrows are all a blue-purple lightning.
On the ground, a cavalry team ran out from the two wings of the sword and shield warriors. They were not the rangers holding beryllium and straddling the tiger, but the lower body was a tiger and the upper body was a human. The overall body shape was three times more powerful than the rangers.
A sword, a fully armored war horse.
In this situation, all the intruders chose to hide with a tacit understanding. The ones alive now are considered to be top experts. They can fight and run, and their reactions are not slow. In the blink of an eye, there are no traces of people, and many unidentified people are missing.
The sword-wielding star woman who was able to enter the palace even had a look of confusion on her face. She kept beating her, but why was her opponent gone?
Luo Ling originally planned to arrange a few more programs to attack and kill the rangers, but after seeing the formation of the stars, he finally gave up. No matter what the reason was, the combat power of the stars in Miyagi City had been fully improved.
It may not be cost-effective, but his gains today are pretty good, which means he can afford to wait for one more day.
Luo Ling thought that he had found the key to breaking this illusion. He was so sure in his heart that he became more and more steady. He was even thinking about whether he could delay it for a few more days. This was a good trap. Salu, praise.
Si, Galdi, and Wang Duo are all considered big fish. Opportunities like this don't come often...
While Luo Ling was thinking about whether he could take advantage of the location to kill one or two opponents, his opponents were also trying to decode him.
"I suddenly felt that this world is really narrow. In such a small place, powerful people are coming one after another. In the words of the indigenous people on this land, it's like mushrooms springing up after a rain." Shalu stood in the corner of the shelter, holding his arms.
It complains about its shoulders. It sleeps standing up like a mule. According to it, it is a racial custom, and Galdi believes that this habit should be developed by Shalu in order to always be in the best adaptability. Galdi
Erdi also knew that Shahru's complaints were far less serious than what he showed, and that he would never show his true colors to others. This concept was probably more familiar to Shahru than sleeping standing up.
Galdi was sitting by a small campfire, holding the handle of a fork in his hand, staring at the barbecue on the fork that was sizzling in the fire. Campfire, barbecue, this was his little habit, and the campfire was not ordinary at all.
The barbecue was built and lit with firewood, and it was not any kind of cattle, sheep, pigs, horses, donkeys, or camels. Gardi was not too fond of barbecue. What he enjoyed was just this form, just like he did with Rooster.
Ling once said that all the world can be a grassland.
"The attack has the additional property of damaging souls. I don't understand how that person did it," Galdi said.
"It's about lifting the curse, not hurting the soul." The speaker was a demon sitting across from the bonfire, hugging his knees. He had the head of a jackal, the body of a human, and his skin was as textured and lustrous as obsidian. His image resembled an Egyptian legend.
Anubis, the God of Death, is actually just one of the Abyss hybrids among the countless species commanded by the Hell Demon.
"Mashadu is right, that is the lifting of the curse, not the damage to the soul." Shalu took over and said. The members of the Thunder Palace have strict hierarchical distinctions, but this distinction is almost never reflected in the language.
On the top, superiors only value the execution of orders by their subordinates, and personal preference is the standard for everything else. Shahlu's character focuses on practical benefits and ignores showing off, which makes the teams of his generation look neither big nor small, or in other words, a harmonious group.
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Galdi also liked this kind of atmosphere without too much restraint, so he went on this mission with Shalu. As a result, a lot of things happened. The company jointly invited a deep earth mage, who had almost no relevant information.
Under the circumstances, he actually managed to get in here by accident. What was even more surprising was the appearance of a third-party figure wearing a vicious skull armor. This made both him and Sharu angry for a while. Could it be that this secret place was filled with red lanterns and opened the door?
A brothel that accepts clients? How come everyone seems to be able to find them?!
"The curse is lifted and the soul is damaged. Is the difference between the two essential or in terms of power?" Galdi asked.
Shahruh hummed and said: "Theoretically, it should be in terms of power, but in reality, it can almost be understood that it is in nature."
"oh?"
"From a technical point of view, as far as I know, except for beings above the level of lord (the demon lord calls himself) and above the level of demigod, ordinary people can't lift the curse. Of course, except for those with special equipment."
"Well..." Galdi analyzed thoughtfully: "That person is obviously not a lord, nor a demigod. Even if his strength is better than ours, it is still limited. If he is an existence of that level, there is no need to follow us.
You are just pretending to play these tricks now. Special equipment, listen to what you say, can break the curse. It is obviously a very powerful ability. The equipment with this ability will never be a mortal thing, and when using this kind of equipment,
, there will never be any leakage of special energy, that person should not have such magical artifacts."
"Yes, I think so too."
"That is to say, for ordinary people, although the lifting of curses and soul damage are just different levels of power, in fact, it is almost impossible to achieve it. So, the most common way for ordinary people to obtain this ability
what is it then?"
"Soul sacrifice!" Shalu said these four words with a heavy face.
"There is also divine power to dispel it." Mashadu added.
Glancing at Mashadu, Shalu said confidently: "Does that person seem to be a messenger who is favored by a certain god? I don't think so."
Indeed, in this world where no divine system has yet intervened, if a messenger of God wants to perform a technique with divine attributes such as 'divine power dispersion', he must be like a clone of the god and obtain a considerable amount of divine power before he can do it.
What is such a messenger, if not he is deeply favored? And to send a divine messenger all the way to this corrupted land to preach, the cake fork would have been stretched too long and too late.
Quite a bit.
Galdi also had a vague impression of 'soul sacrifice', which seemed to be a ritual skill to please the devil. So he asked Shalu if this was the case.
"Yes. But it is not just a ritual performed by those dark believers with weak abilities in the main material plane. It is also a professional talent skill of the magic envoy. It can be seen as a convenient way for servants to provide gifts to their masters.
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"So, there is a demon king behind that man?"
Sharu nodded. "At least he is one of the hundred thousand named lords in hell. Ordinary lords are unable to activate this professional talent for the Demon Warrior."
"Does this mean there's a big shot we didn't expect getting involved?"
"Maybe it's someone who wants to make money. Don't worry too much. We are orthodox. Even if we kill that guy, his boss can't do anything."
"In other words, unless you are sure of killing him, it's better not to offend him."
Shalu shrugged and said nothing, which seemed to agree with Galdi's statement.
The devil's world is like this. If you have the courage and ability, you can attack your colleagues, but if you are caught in the pigtails, you really have to worry about it. If you catch the main rules such as not killing similar people, you can still kill Cell like a bug.
, killed by a minion of Galdi's level, unless his value is worthy of the boss paying a large sum of money to redeem his life. This kind of example definitely does not happen often. Basically, the lower-ranking person can't make that huge sum of money even if he spends his whole life.
, In addition, his boss will not let him have such impressive results. Although the lords hope that all their subordinates will be capable, they never want to see the emergence of a dazzling star-like number two, or something important enough to
A figure who has a huge impact on himself and his power appears. Within his power structure, he is the only one who is absolutely irreplaceable. This is the basis for ensuring that his head will not be cut off by his subordinates in his sleep. He is a lord.
clear.
"Is there any other possibility?" Galdi suddenly said this. "I always feel that that person does not seem to be a person who is willing to submit to others."
"It's rare to see you value a stranger so much."
"I felt a rare trait in him, the trait of only trusting himself and worshiping himself. I had only seen this trait in one person before him."
"You mean Luo Ling?" Shalu asked.
Galdi nodded.
"So, it really tastes a bit..." Shalu rubbed his chin with his thick and long fingers, looking like he was thinking.
"Is there any other possibility?" Galdi asked for the second time.
Mashadu glanced at Shalu and whispered: "Yes, if that person is the son of the abyss."
Shalu snorted, "It can't be the son of the abyss."
"Is it because his ability is too low?" Mashadu asked.
"Yes, this is the main reason. The will of the abyss only recognizes the strong and will never waste emotions and time on weak beings."
"In my clan, there are several theories about the abyss. The wisest ones choose the children of the abyss for their potential, while the most ordinary ones throw black oak leaves (equivalent to olive branches) to the strongest."