Diablo Destruction Chapter 534 Advanced Ability of the Pseudo Realm

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In the dumb eyes of everyone. Seattleck's arms and two tomahawks. It's like a layer of golden armor. The golden light skyrocketed. It is impossible to look at directly. Just a slight wave. Throws two golden arcs of light. Cut things within the attack range more neatly than lasers.

The power of these two golden arcs of light. I don't need to explain much. It definitely wouldn't be much weaker than Seattleck throwing the two gold-level battle axes out of his hands with a two-handed throw. The most amazing thing is his speed.

No matter how powerful it is. It's also useless to miss. In the eyes of the public. Originally, these two arcs of color were just afterimages left behind by Carlos.

But when Carlos's figure appeared more than ten squares. Others were shocked to find out. At Carlos' lumbar ribs. Even the dark gold-level heavenly outfit was cut in a neat cut like a thin line. Blood was pouring out of it. This kind of wound. I'm afraid that with the constitution of an adventurer, it will be difficult to heal for a while.

This surprises adventurers enough. When the two golden arcs disappeared far away. When people are overlooked. A moment later, it whistled from behind. The golden light flashed. Poured back like a boomerang. Transform into golden energy and merge back into Seattlek's twin axes.

No one thought of it. The energy weapon that was thrown out even had its own recovery function. So. Less consumption of Seattle can also reduce by more than 90%. Think about it too. This move is so powerful. The corresponding consumption is also large. If you can't recycle it. I'm afraid even Seattle can't post it a few times. A person's energy is always limited. From the beginning of the war to. It's the first time I've seen Carlos injured. The adventurer was surprised and couldn't help but shout loudly. They know. An injured Carlos does not mean losing. I'm afraid that I will also come up with my own unique skills to fight back, and the ** of this battle is finally coming.

I saw blood. The look on Jacques' face became even more fanatical. Just a hungry wolf that smelled food. Reveal a force to tear apart the obstacle that blocked him in front of him. And then the crazy eyes that shred the food. His feet suddenly stepped away. No, it's not because of the golden armor energy on the arm. Every step he took was heavy. It's like after the transformation of the Muradine titans. The majesty of walking while carrying dozens of tons of stone axes - every step is as heavy as a mountain. Let the big flutter. Ordinary people are next to him. I can't even stand on my feet.

Step by step. Seattle's pace gradually increased. The speed became faster and faster, and finally it turned from a sprint to a sprint. Faster than ever. In the eyes of the adventurer, the whole turned into a straight line, and the direction of Carlos swept away.

Fast. It's too fast......

Strong. It's too strong......

Carlos moved away with his own speed and dodged Seattle's frontal bull impact. But the aftermath of the golden energy that Seattlek had brought with him wherever he passed. But it still brushed off Carlos. Suddenly. It was as if he had been hit head-on by a giant beast. The body flew straight out and landed on the mountain not far away, knocking out a large crater.

Before Carlos could jump out of the mud puddle. The Seattlek made another big turn and crashed again. Now Seattlek. It's no different from a crazy golden bull. But that huge energy shock. But it can make everyone feel it. In front of this mad cow. I'm just a person who can be trampled to death at any time.

But. Seattle's power is great. Fast, albeit fast. In front of Carlos, who was on guard. But it's still a little insufficient. This straight-line impact. If not an absolute speed advantage. It's completely impossible to react. Get out of the way in time. You can't even capture the figure. It's actually very easy to dodge. It was just the first time that Los was on guard. If you have to be prepared. Also rubbed in the words. That's not called Carlos.

Aura of energy......

Moment. Carlos' figure pops out of the mud puddle. Completely dodged the energy onslaught of Seattlek. It's just that he fell pitifully. A small slope more than ten meters high. In Seattle, this bull noodle is like a mountain of tofu. Forced him to rush over. Give the razed one.

Dodging past Carlos wrinkled, head. Of course not for that, the hillside was silent. While Seattle Kerk brushed past him. He wasted no time in throwing a flying knife and slamming it over. As a result, it had just pierced into the periphery of that layer of golden energy. It was bounced out. I turned it into the grass in the distance. Don't hurt. Not even close

Now Seattlek. I'm afraid to be in front of his title of Lustful Bull. Add one more copper and iron bones.

Of course. The other party is not without flaws. It's like in the process of collision. Seattle's ** rear is certainly the weakest side in defense.

It's a pity that Seattle's straight 1, dash speed. It's faster than Carlos. So even if you know this weak point. Los could only stare dryly. Too far behind to catch up with. This difference in speed. It made him, who had been suppressing the enemy in speed, feel a little helpless and frustrated.

But it doesn't matter. If it goes on like this. Sooner or later, the Seattlecks will run out of strength. Think of it this way. Carlos locked on to Seattleck with a calm gaze. Deal with the opponent's straight line collision. It's getting easier and easier. It's just that for a while, I still haven't thought of a good way to break the opponent's defense.

A scene in front of me. How similar it is to Spanish bullfighting. Seattlek is like an eye that is getting redder. The crazy bull whose wheezing is gradually heavy. And Carlos is like a matador. He kept changing. Interfere with the opponent's paladin aura. It's like a red cloth in a matador's hand. It's just that the strength between the two is increased by tens of thousands of times.

Of course. That's not to say Seattle's moves. How big the flaw is. I was played like this. If you change to an ordinary adventurer, you have to deal with it. It's like having a small child instead of a matador. I'm afraid I would have been knocked into a pulp by the other party a long time ago. It can only be said. Seattlek is now blinded by lard. Lost sanity. I even wanted to compete with Carlos in terms of speed.

Soon. Seattle is in the sanity of the remnants. It seems that he has also discovered his own mistakes. After ramming for an unknown number of times, it finally stopped. It's a pity that it seems to be a little late to react. At this time, he was really panting vigorously like an ox. It is obvious that a lot of body has been consumed in vain.

At this time, if you look down from the height. You'll be horrified to find out. Seattle's ram is within the range of the earth. It's like one that has been gnawed by countless rats. Then it was cut by a blunt knife through the potholes of countless knife marks. It's simply unrecognizable.

That's it alone. Seattle can snatch the title of Ring Killer from the titan Muradin very easily

"Whew. Whew. ”

Sick smacked. Blood-red eyes. Stared wide

Carlos seems to have forgotten what he said before the battle. There is madness and rage in his eyes that he has no desire to tear the other person to pieces.

He roared. Suddenly, he shook his head vigorously. It also seems to know that he should stay calm. Don't let impulses swallow up reason. Then the wheezing sounded a little quieter. The mind also seems to be a little clearer. His eyes stared at him, as if he had made a decision.

"Whoosh-"

Two golden arcs. The breath of hell swept past Carlos. A neat crack was scraped out of the face, but once it didn't hit Carlos. If you are prepared. This is the best move in the world that can hit Carlos. There's really not much left.

But. Before Carlos could stop. Two golden arcs of light slashed past him again, sending a bloodshot flying, still only hitting Carlos's afterimage. Just a slight grub on his shoulder.

But a third golden arc of light followed, slicing across his thigh. A bloody arrow erupted. Such as Carlo. In case of a major injury. The figure couldn't help but tilt slightly. The speed slowed down instantly.

This moment. Ka-Ss grimaced. That's when all it takes is Seattle's Ark-to-throw once. It is estimated that he will face it directly. Thinking about how to survive it.

Fortunately. Three or six golden arcs in a row. It's already the limit of Seattlek. This big, red-eyed barbarian. I couldn't help but show a look of pity in my eyes. If you can send it out a fourth time. Then the battle will probably be settled.

But then. He buried the regret in his heart. His eyes turned solemn. It seems to be concentrating on something. Even the violent look that originally filled his eyes. It has also weakened a lot with this focus.

Carlos was secretly on guard. An inexplicable, sense of opportunity flashed in my heart. Suddenly, there was a chill in the back. Use the fastest speed one sideways. An arc of light came from behind. Dangerously passed by his chest.

He instantly understood what was going on. The footsteps no longer stop. Changing their speed and position. The remaining five golden arcs. It also passed by him dangerously.

These six golden arcs of light. Back to the future. It was not recycled by Seattleck. Instead, it passed by him. Again, in different directions. Different angles fold back. Rushed towards Carlos.

This time. Everybody knows what Seattleck is up to. He's manipulating the six golden arcs. It's about the same as a necromancer manipulating a skeleton. However, it is much more difficult. Because the speed of the golden arc is too fast. Slightly worse cuò. Not to mention being able to hit enemies. It's already a blessing not to hurt yourself.

If the necromancer can manipulate these six golden arcs with ease. Perhaps adventurers will not be surprised. But it has always been among the seven professions. A barbarian jokingly known as a magical insulator. I can even do this step. It's no, it's not impressive.

In the eyes of the crowd. The current Seattlek is an out-and-out madman. Still a knowledgeable and intelligent geek. There is no deep knowledge and comprehension. It is simply impossible to manipulate the six golden arcs so smoothly.

"I see. Seattlek. You are indeed a genius. ”

Carlos muttered. At the same time, I admired it. But he didn't hesitate. What he has to do now is very simple. Even the average adventurer can think of it. It's to rush up and fight in close combat. Distract Seattleck's hands and feet, who are distracted from manipulating the Golden Arc.

But. The moment he rushed up. He was surprised to find. Seattle, who should have avoided melee combat at this time, should have been avoided. but one with himself. His eyes widened with red eyeballs. Holding two battle axes, he rushed forward with great momentum.

Dual-purpose ......

While manipulating the six golds. Also take into account melee combat. Is this guy crazy?

"Qiang—"

The two figures are intertwined in one. A fiery metallic sound. Carlos didn't dodge. Instead, he chose to collide with the barbarian known as the king of melee combat, and he believed it. Seattle Kerk in a distraction. Melee combat can still be maintained at a 100% level. If so, he lost without complaint.

Carlos was right. The situation was just as he thought. SeattleK's melee ability has been reduced in amplitude. Flaws that should not have been there before are frequent. He seized a lot of opportunities.

But this situation does not indicate that his situation is optimistic. Because of the six golden arcs. Eyeing him all the time. Whenever he drew two blood marks on Seattleck's body. The golden arc will also leave a corresponding one on him.

This seems to be earned, but Carlos's attack power. Far from the arc. The body is not as high as Seattle, which has blessed the barbarians' three voices. Blood for blood. There was only one end for him.

Fail......

When both sides are on it. It was also covered in blood, drenched in blood, and painted with golden armor. When the battle was raging. An air-tearing arc of gold struck Carlos with a very tricky degree. This golden arc is so ingenious. If Carlos chooses to dodge, he will inevitably be hit by Seattlek's tomahawk. No matter what you choose. He's going to take a blow. The difference is only which hurts a little more. Which is smaller?

In the midst of several breathless gazes. Carlos didn't dodge the shield to unload the axes that had fallen from his head, his otherwise silent eyes. Something seemed to appear around him. Stand in the way of the golden arc.

"Qiang ......"

There was a screeching crack. The direction of the golden arc is slightly off. Whistling past Carlos.

After the fireworks accompanied by the screeching sound died away. The crowd saw it. Blocking the golden arc. It's a small hammer. The iron handle with clear water chestnut angles and the hammer body are on top. Densely engraved with runes. It looks like one body. Float in the air. Radiates a white and divine light. It reveals a bit of mystery.

This little hammer. Compared to the giant sledgehammer in Muradin's hand. Undoubtedly the difference between an elephant and a puppy in general. The styling can even be exquisite. Small. Cute and other words to describe.

But. If you really think of this hammer as a cute and harmless thing. That would be a big mistake. This inconspicuous little hammer created by the Paladin's fourth-order skill [Hammer of Blessing]. Once among the top paladin powerhouses. Transform into a sacred hammer like a mountain. If you fuse the paladin's ultimate skill [Fist of Heaven]. It's enough to kill a qiē in seconds.

For the Paladin's Hammer of Blessing. There are detailed records in the dark history books. At the time of the prison just invaded. In fact, it's not just the current four demon kings. It's the Seven Demon Kings.

That's three digits. One of them is the hybrid skill [Heaven's Deathknell] fused by the knight's move [Super Giant Blessing Hammer] [Heaven's Fist] + [Aura of Concentration]. Smash into the mud

None of the whole minced meat could be found. In prison. The word "Heaven's Clock". Far more than Tarasha's deterrence. that the mightiest demon will tremble with his feet when he hears it. I can't stand on my feet.

Of course. Carlos now. Don't say "Heaven's Death Knell". Not even the Hammer of Gigantic Blessing can do it. A top-level paladin who can use [Heavenly Death Knell]. Maybe zài doesn't exist anymore.

But. But he was able to constantly appear around him. These small and cute hammers of blessing. Set aside Seattle's golden arc. While fighting Seattleck in hand-to-hand combat.

Dual-minded. It's the same for two purposes.

This dual-purpose technique. It is different from the Necromancer's single-minded skill of manipulating several or even a dozen skeletons at the same time. Both techniques are used in terms of application. Or are they all different in terms of manipulation. As for the difficulty difference. Then it depends on how much the necromancer's single-mindedness can reach. If only he was single-mindedly manipulative. It can make each skeleton use a variety of drill moves like a martial arts master. That, of course, is a little more difficult for necromancers. After all, it's a special meal.

The two bodies on the stage are constantly staggered. The afterglow of each slash spilled over a radius of ten meters. Make it a forbidden area of death. Light yì approaching adventurer. I'm afraid that it will be divided into pieces of meat in an instant.

Meantime. Holy light flew around the battlefield of the two men. Constantly colliding with the golden arc light that swirls from all directions. Such a battle is simply unheard of. See the unseen.

"Oops, oops. Before Carlos, the kid didn't even know that the sky was high and he began to study the Hammer of Blessing. Whew. The death knell of heaven? It's very ambitious. Now it seems that the results will be available soon. ”

An old ghost's sigh suddenly came from the side.

"Who will win?"

I couldn't help but ask curiously how the old drunkard's sex was. But the vision is still absolutely believable.

"I sue you. How do I generally taste it. ”

That's a question. The old drunkard was immediately revealed. Two eyes squinting at the shape of the gold coin. He rubbed his hands together and begged me for advice.

"Is Carlos going to win, I know." I turned my head away indifferently.

"You. How would you know? ”

The old drunkard stared at me with wide eyes and unquestionable. I seem to wonder if I can read minds.

"Didn't you just say: sue sù your words. Half of the loot is going to be split between me, and it's Carlos who is pressing. If not Carlos won. Then what spoils can be distributed to you. He glanced at her triumphantly. I just said slowly.

"Temptation. Induced cross-examination? It's not to be underestimated. You kid. The mind is pretty easy to use occasionally. "The old drunkard suddenly came to his senses and looked at me with a changed view of you.

Although I would love to accept the flattery of the old ghost. But in fact, she was stupid. It's just exposed.

Of course, that's not to say I'm not in a bad head. Think about being a child. The aunts and aunts at home still touched my head vigorously and praised me for being a good boy. "Good Boy" has become my exclusive nickname. However, when it came to college. This nickname is because I have mastered several advanced and practical skills such as computer repair. And by leaps and bounds, he has become a [good person].

"It is impossible to divide the spoils evenly. Tell me why I could consider giving you the last bottle of ciderwine. ”

Although he pretended not to care, he actually wanted to hear how the old drunkard judged it. Maybe you'll be able to get something useful from it.

“―”

The old drunkard smacked his lips, as if he wanted to say that he wanted to buy me, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of fine wine. looked at it with a smile of interest, although his eyes pretended to look at the ring intently. But the ears are not honestly tilted slightly to this side. Sister Sharna, who was standing not far away, glanced at her.

Hey. My sister's tsundere look is also cute. I really want to see what she looked like when she was a child. Those hands clasped to their chests. A haughty demeanor. It must be so cute.

"Where to start? First of all, Seattlek's pseudo-realm. Do you know why he is not afraid of negativity? The old drunkard pondered how to explain it. While gradually explaining.

"Probably the same as me. I've learned techniques like overlordship. He touched his head.

"Wrong. That's not a trick. On the one hand. It's because his body is so strong. Everyman. Even Carlos is known for inflicting too much negativity on him. On the one hand, Ling has something to do with his pseudo-realm. ”

"Pseudo-realm?"

My eyes widened suddenly, not that the pseudo-realm didn't have attributes. Does it only come with its own characteristic attributes when it ascends to the realm?

"That's right. The pseudo-realm itself has no attributes. But that doesn't mean you can't give the owner some kind of blessing. Meantime. Certain skills will also be stronger in combination with pseudo-domains. It's like the six glittering things in Seattle. Didn't you find out? Every time he controlled the six golden rays of light and turned to aim. It's all in their own field. ”

It dawned on me that I responded. The old drunkard to this kind of Cheng dù. If you don't understand, you'll be a fool.

"So there's still a lot to explore in the pseudo-realm. Don't think you've got it. Wait for you beginners to learn - the field and the skills match. It's really mastered. He said. The old drunkard glanced at his sister intentionally or unintentionally.

The old drunkard has a point. But I don't have to worry about that. Because my Blood Bear state has completely put aside the inherent skills. Self-attributes and pseudo-realms are fused together. The only thing that is missing is the experience of combat application.

"That Seattle is not affected by the state of the face. What's going on? "After I digested the old drunkard's words. Keep asking.

"I don't know much about that. However, there seem to have been examples of this before. Probably because Seattlek's obsession in his heart is too strong. It's already unshakable. So much so that it affected its own pseudo-realm. Let his body and mind also have an unshakable ability. Of course. God is fair. That's not exactly a good thing. This obsession allowed him to gain the ability at the same time. It also affected his mind. And. In case of this obsession. Something breaks the words. Then his spirit may have a complete breakdown. ”

The old drunkard sighed. Yatuk was his student. For this case. He didn't know if it was good or bad. It all depends on Seattlek's own creation.

Keep it up. It's almost time for the final part