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The entire Doomcaster battlefield is divided into two halves. I'm half alone. Oscar three and a half. The four of them have a tacit understanding of harvesting in their own area. The doom caster being approached. For us, it is indeed no different from mature rice and wheat.
Anyway, the mana has been sucked to the point where it can no longer be used. This is probably the so-called dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
but. The three Oscars, who had been fighting for several hours, had obviously declined in physical strength. And I drank a medium-sized energy potion. I still have plenty of physical strength now. slowly. The doom casters in my area are obviously sparser than those in Oscar's area.
Strong competitive spirit. Isn't it Oscar who pays attention to the situation of the game? Naturally, we soon discovered that our side was at a disadvantage.
He couldn't help but roar again and again. The two swords waving in his hands accelerated again. The face with a forced breath looks like Guan Gong. Even the smooth head had erect veins. Revealed from thick armor. A body of bulging muscles as hard as iron and with well-defined angles. Plus a tall figure. It's enough to make any bodybuilder want to wrap up ten layers of clothes when he looks at him. Concealing his "delicate figure".
but. The advantages in physical strength and strength cannot be easily compensated for. The two followers behind him were clearly unable to keep up physically. Breathing heavily. The movement was a beat slower than usual. Thanks to Oscar's efforts alone. There is no way I can win.
But. who I am? In the university days of the original world, he was known as Xiao Mengchang, who spared money and showed loyalty. I never said no to helping a girl fix her computer.
Seeing the three of them panting like cows. Even though they are rivals in the competition now. How could I bear it?
then. I yelled. in their surprised eyes. I threw six bottles of energy potion over there. and tell them. Take both bottles together. Better results.
"Oh. It's an energy potion!!"
Let’s take a look at the results. Oscar's eyes suddenly shone with joy. News that the Mages Guild has developed an energy potion. It has already spread among the adventurers. It's just that most of the energy potions produced are sent to the second and third worlds. It is a hot commodity in the first world. It's hard to get one without a few connections. Even Oscar is the first time to see him.
"Brother Wu Fan. I, Oscar, admire you!!"
obviously. Great move from me like a competitor lending a helping hand. This simple savage has been deeply moved. He no longer had the slightest doubt about my actions. certainly. Also includes the sentence "Take two bottles together. The effect will be greater."
"GuluGulu——"
Watching the three of them swallow the two bottles of energy potion in their hands one after another. I raised my eyes slightly and looked into the distance.
Well. Anyway, I have never heard of anyone dying from a Viagra overdose.
The moment he swallowed two bottles of energy potion. Far away. I could feel a powerful force erupting from the three people opposite me. Hot breath erupted from their mouths, noses and even every pore. It looks like energy gushing out of a Super Saiyan.
"Wow, click, click—"
Oscar's flamboyant laughter rang out. It's like the arrogance of suddenly turning from a beggar to a nouveau riche. Wielding two golden swords. The heat that was constantly erupting from the pores of his body was overflowing. Making it look like his body was bursting into flames. As powerful and invincible as the God of Fire.
The other two seemed similar.
Laugh. I can still laugh now. Have a good laugh.
My eyes turned to pity. He turned around and swung his palm fiercely - facing the three people who suddenly transformed into Super Saiyans. If you don't work hard. The one who loses is himself. But you can't dig your own holes and jump out of them.
Due to the firepower of the three Oscars, it was filled to capacity. The situation began to become unclear again. Look at the number of doom casters on either side. If this continues. There will most likely be a tie - a draw.
only. No matter it is the competitive Oscar. I am still confident. It is impossible for anyone to accept this ending. Invariably. Mighty cast his gaze on Latin, who was dragging the rest of the Doomcasters back.
"Latin. Little Ding. Ding Ding——"
Oscar pulled his neck. He began to use his invincible top summoning technique again.
"Hurry. Bring those monsters to our side."
faint. You can be shameless. But you can't be so shameless. Looking at Oscar with a beaming look on his face. I suddenly became very angry. A little bit of guilt for having just cheated on them. Disappeared without a trace.
Just as the war situation took a turn for the worse. It seems like it's going to be bad for me. That ruthless assassin named Latin. Far away. I seemed to be able to hear a cold snort coming from his nose.
Then. He brings with him a large number of doom-casters. Since there is a sudden turn. Detoured from Oscar's area. And headed straight towards me.
ha. The assassin uncle is so arrogant.
"No. Latin. Little Ding. Ding Ding. How could you betray me..."
Heartbroken Oscar. I watched helplessly as a large number of cute pink doom casters were dragged to my place by my Latin classmates. Suddenly she felt like an abandoned wife. His eyes were full of sorrow and he almost fell to his knees, biting his handkerchief and crying.
Take a look. This is the consequence of failed summoning. The more advanced the summoning technique is. The backlash of failure becomes stronger. Little lolita guys, please be careful in the future.
The very imageless bear beside me laughed. He smiled unceremoniously and accepted the generous gift from Latin. Follow the unspoken rules of this game. Not all the doom casters in his own area were killed. You cannot cross the border into the opponent's area to grab monsters.
Thus. Within the area that Oscar is responsible for. Doom casters are becoming increasingly rare. If you want to kill one, you have to run a long way. But my side is even denser. You don't even have to move your steps. Twisting the buttocks, patting left and right. Just a row of doom casters falling. The winner and loser are already clear.
also. Several other assassins were responsible for taking care of the blame. Obviously headed by Latin. See Latin drag the Doomcaster to my side. They also dragged those behind them over. Breaking the last hope of the three Oscars. There is no suspense about victory or defeat anymore.
When Oscar and the others finally cleared away all the doom casters in their area. When he hurriedly turned around and came towards me to kill. I've killed more than half of the doomcasters dragged in by several assassins. The rest. Even if all is given to these three people. They can't beat me either.
When the last caster of doom fell wailing under Oscar's angry sword. I walked up in a hurry. I was just trying to "kindly" comfort Oscar. Let him not feel bad about losing. As for the lines. I have long been ready.
for example
Life is precious. There is a big stone next to the gate of the Demon Fortress. You can do it.
Another example. Death is not terrible. Face is greater than life and death. but. Even if three of you lose to one of me. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.
But my bear paw was about to be slapped down. The revenge that had just come out of the teleportation station was about to be avenged. The big guy walked away without saying a word. He rushed out in a flash. Waves of dust rose behind him. The roaring sound of bullishness came from far away.
"Brother Wu Fan. The game is not over yet."
I took a look. No. There are more than a thousand Knights of Doom behind him. There is no rule in this game that only the Doomcaster counts. I immediately guessed Oscar's thoughts. I can't help but feel angry and funny.
Who says barbarians aren't cunning?
but. If you really let Oscar slash and kill in Knights of Doom. Maybe he will use this as a default when the time comes. Say one Doom Knight is worth two Doom Casters or something like that. Anyway, I have seen his face. Definitely city wall level.
then. I said nothing. Followed him. Drinking mana potion as he walked. The doomcasters are all dead. With mana. Oscar's killing speed is even more impossible to compare with mine.
When finally, a knight of doom fell slowly under my crystal sword. All of a sudden. A huge feeling of emptiness came over me.
After a large-scale battle. There will always be a greater emptiness inside. Why should we fight. Why can't we not fight?
Any normal person. No one likes this seemingly endless killing. Even warlike barbarians are no exception. fighting. It can be used as a life-saver. But it must not be regarded as life.
It took several more years of practice. Been through countless battles. I have slowly begun to get used to this feeling of emptiness and loneliness. Take a deep breath. Surround the entire battlefield.
The leftover body of a flesh-and-blood beast. Mixed in the disgusting green blood after the huge fat beast was torn apart. The Knight of Doom has no body. All that could be seen was piles of bones. It was mixed with fallen armor and swords. When the doom caster dies, he turns into a pile of ashes. Disappear into the diffuse.
The entire battlefield was covered with bloody corpses. The dark brown surface was covered with dense piles of bones. The stubborn and unyielding wildfires of the mages still remain on it. There was thick smoke. It seems unwilling to disappear like a monster.
The arrow was stuck crookedly on his body. The mountain of corpses in front of him was made full of devastation.
The cold wind comes from the depths of the suburban prairie. Put out the last bit of stubborn wildfire. The monster's body gradually decomposes. It was also blown away by the cold wind. It only takes half a day. All the corpses will disappear. The entire battlefield will be restored to its original state. It's like nothing happened.
But how could it be possible to pretend that it never happened? The scars and emptiness of every battle. They have all been deeply imprinted in the hearts of adventurers.
All adventurers. Dragging the tired body. Doing the same actions as me. Silently looking around the entire battlefield. Silently watching the corpses that fell under his sword disappear. Hundreds of people stood together. But quietly. Not even breathing could be heard.
I don’t know how long it took. Suddenly there was a slight noise from among hundreds of people. No one knows who sent it. But it's obvious. This usually insignificant voice. But it's like a wake-up call. Wake up all the adventurers.
All of a sudden. The atmosphere was like that after a moment of silence at a funeral. The entire battlefield. The sounds sounded in scattered sounds one after another. Gradually he became angry.
Throw aside all the darkness and emptiness within you. I smiled. He squinted his eyes and looked at the bustling adventurers opposite. My heart was gradually filled with a warm current.
In a sad future that will always be filled with battles. At least. There are also these lovely people walking with me. Rather than being alone.
suddenly. A little warmth came from his forehead. I looked up in surprise. Then I discovered this scene.
Dark sky. It's like a small hole has been drilled. A ray of golden sunshine. Projected from there like a golden bridge. It just landed on my forehead.
I never knew. A ray of sunshine can be so beautiful and precious. In this gray world. It was almost like I was holding a treasure. Carefully catch this golden light with your hand. The purest feeling of joy welled up in my heart.
soon. It was originally in the palm of my hand. Only a speck of sunlight. Gradually expand. To the point where neither of my hands can accept it. And the gray sky. It also seemed like it was about to collapse. There were small holes or gaps. From that wisp. to dozens of strands. to hundreds of strands…
Other adventurers are discovering these beautiful scenes. They all raised their heads. Watching with fascinated eyes. Follow it up with pious hands. Everyone is immersed in the joy of the warm golden sunshine.
They live in the Demon Fortress all year round. You understand the preciousness of this ray of sunshine better than I do. Even with real gold. It can't be replaced either.
When the golden light gradually becomes one. When the entire demon fortress is illuminated. The adventurers suddenly cheered. The towering and majestic demon fortress bathed in sunlight. It gave me another kind of shock. Less eerie feeling. That kind of grandeur, like a giant standing tall in the sky. Overlooking the heroic momentum in all directions. But it moved me even more.
"Brother Wu Fan, how are you? You're stunned. Everyone says that the Demon Fortress is as scary as prison. It's just that they are blind. Our Demon Fortress is the most beautiful in the entire continent. square."
Another heavy tap on the shoulder. Look back. Omas's sincere smile blended with the bright sunshine and widened in my eyes.
nodded. Although I don’t take the word “most” seriously. But I can't deny it. The Demon Fortress is indeed as good as any place I have ever been to.
The scenery in Geying is gentle. The temperature there is moderate all year round. The grass is evergreen. The sky is wide. Gives a sense of calm and tranquility.
Lu Gaoyin. It's the same weather there. The scenery is so welcoming. It's filled with gold-like yellow sand. The one with marble texture. The undulating sand dunes. Endless as far as the eye can see. Like the rough and heroic men living in the desert. certainly. It can also raise succulent little lolita like baby girls.
And Kurast. It gives people a distant feeling. The winding river channel. Never-ending dense jungle. Countless types of plants live inside. animal. Elf. totem. There are also legendary cave treasures. They all have a simple and mysterious appeal. It makes people want to stop.
The beauty of the Demonic Fortress. It is a kind of poignant beauty. A kind of tragic beauty. A magnificent beauty. Precisely because it is too desolate and gray. So it showed at that moment
beautiful. That makes people so intoxicated.
"Speaking of which, brother Wu Fan, the energy potion you gave me is really useful. I still have endless energy." Oscar said this. The hand fell heavily on my shoulder again. Then he showed me all his muscles.
angry. Forget it once. I tolerated you twice. Come for the third time? Even a clay figure has three points of fire!
I immediately turned around and glared. appeared in my eyes. He is still in the third generation Saiyan state. Oscar's energetic eyes can almost shoot out a deathly glare.
It is clear. It's not worth fighting Oscar in this state. He's like a wild monkey now. I was worried about not having a way to vent the overflowing strength in my body. I don't want to be his punching bag.
"I must have won this time."
then. I tried to change the conversation to winning and losing. So that this big guy knows what it means to realize his shame and then commit suicide.
"You won. Brother Wu Fan. I'm not as good as you."
Oss said in a very sincere tone. He didn't forget to pat me on the shoulder again.
"That……"
I didn't expect this guy to be able to pick it up and put it down so well. I was hoping to give him a little blow. He gritted his teeth bitterly. Words mixed with my infinite resentment. Just uttered a word. He suddenly stopped...
It seems that this time, although there is a competition between winning and losing. But there’s no stipulation on lottery numbers, right?
That is to say. If Oscar loses, he loses. That's all. Don't say anything out loud. Maybe only the four of us know. I'm no good at all.
Only then did I understand. It turned out that this guy came over to talk to me. Just to stimulate me - hehe. Didn’t you win? What's the use of winning. Who kept you from deciding your winnings?
on the other hand. It also shows that this guy is not as indifferent to winning or losing as he appears now. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so troubled as to come over and stimulate me to regain my position. The more depressed I am now. The more he won his heart.
Figure this out. I suddenly became enlightened. The gaze directed at Oscar also became extremely indifferent. This guy was jumping up and down in front of me. After getting a cold stare. Finally he ran away full of confusion. That crestfallen look. Like the monkey who dropped sesame seeds and watermelon at the same time.
Stretched his limbs. I walked towards Linya and the others. Just arrived at the Demon Fortress. Unfamiliar with life. His strength is looked down upon by others. He was dragged into this kind of battle. She must have been working hard too.
but. Obviously I was wrong. The expected scene of her being alone and excluded by the mages did not appear. Instead, it centered on her. A large group of female mages and archers surrounded him. Peripheral male adventurers. He also cast his adoring gaze towards her.
In the gap between the crowd. Linya's pretty face is brighter than the sun. There is also the elegant body shown in every gesture. And it's charming and friendly. It gave me a faint glimpse of her grandma, Raphael, who was so charming back then.
I think he noticed my gaze. Linya stopped talking. Her beautiful blue eyes cast her gaze over in pursuit. Eyes facing each other. The gaze from the opposite side immediately became tender and tender. It seems to melt steel.
The mages around her naturally noticed this sight. They all turned around and focused their gaze on me, who was getting closer. Then they whispered to each other. Waves of silvery chuckles came over. Don’t say no. A girl who can become a mage. Although it cannot be compared with the darling of the beauty god like Linya. But her appearance is at least pretty.
soon. A faint exclamation came from the crowd. Linya was pushed by the female mages. He stood up with a blushing face. Meet my gaze from a distance. He lowered his head shyly. He kept playing with the hem of his clothes.
But these female mages who love to join in the fun. How could he let her go so easily? Linya's petite body suddenly flew up. She rushed towards me with exclamations.
The second-level lightning skill [Telekinesis]. A mage is the most skilled. Skills that they apply to all aspects of life.
Like a flying swallow flying into the forest. Linya's body flew toward me. Naturally, I can't live up to the kindness of those mages. A slight jump. Catching Linya in mid-air. Hold her in your arms.
It felt like this body in my arms was like nephrite. A delicate body with a faint virgin fragrance. I took a deep breath intoxicated. His hands tightened slightly. Those ribbon-like snow muscles. You can easily feel it even through the mage's robe.
Linya didn't struggle. If you lie in my arms like a well-behaved kitten. Look down. Her slender neck, as white as jade, was already completely red. Faced with such temptation. After the battle. I suddenly became a lot more courageous. Reach into your arms. Looking for that snowy chin. Squeeze gently. Linya has a cute face as red as an apple. Lifted from his arms.
After the battle. Men's desire is always particularly strong. I can't avoid it either. If it weren't for the battlefield. I might actually be led by *** for a while. Eat Linya's overripe apple. I'm sure. Even if Linya resists. It's also weak. Under the onslaught of my wild sex. There is no doubt that she will become a woman who belongs only to me both physically and mentally.
but. The mentality developed as an adventurer. Let me suppress this ** very quickly. Looking almost obsessively at this beautiful face, which was ranked among Rogge's three beauties. On her cherry lips that sparkled with seductive color. Clicked gently.
Linya's first kiss was suddenly snatched away. Stayed. Although she is absolutely determined. Even as early as that night a few years ago. He once took the initiative to offer a kiss. It's just that the kiss landed on my face because of my hesitation.
She just didn't expect it. My own sacred first kiss. It was actually done in full public view. When the female mage's tsunami-like cheers sounded. Linya's inner shock completely disappeared. What replaced it was a feeling of happiness that was sweeter than honey.
This life. There was such a kiss. He would have died without regrets. No. How could he die? I want to create more happiness with Brother Wu...
Linya thought so foolishly in her heart. A pair of slender hands. Hold your lover's head tighter. Don't let the warmth on your lips leave. Inside the crystal clear eyes. Sparkling with tears condensed from happiness.
long time. I reluctantly moved away from Linya's fragrant lips. I really didn’t expect this little girl. It was obviously the first time but he was so proactive. I was almost out of breath from the hug. I looked at Linya who was hiding her head tightly in my arms out of shyness. My heart is full of tenderness.
The group of female mages obviously still didn't see enough. After yelling for a while. There were screams from inside.
"Meow meow~~What are you doing, meow. Let me go. Meow~~"
Look up. Feeney's back collar. Being raped by a tall man
Carry. Like a kitten. And she. It's like a cat being picked up out of thin air. Breaking the wave and struggling. That soft meow of panic. It is very able to stimulate the protective ** in a man's heart.
"Handsome guy. There's another one here. Don't favor one over the other."
The tall female mage was carrying Fini. No need to cast telekinesis either. Just throw it hard. The fluttering petite body flew towards me.
sweat. They probably don't know that Feini is a transvestite. but. I think they know it. I'm afraid they will be thrown in the same way. And with even more fanatical passion.
Like an otaku. Fujoshi is a kind of character that instantly spans countless planes and eras. There are also wonderful creatures that must exist.
"Meow meow. Cousin. Catch me meow~~
The big black eyes were sparkling with tears. Finny looks so pitiful. Dancing and gesticulating in mid-air. It seems that he has completely forgotten that he is a fourth-level wizard. The fact that he can use teleportation (in fact, it is difficult to concentrate on casting spells in this state). Instead, he looked at me with pleading eyes. Wish I could catch her.
sorry. I'm a cautious man. My mind can only accommodate one woman at a time. Holding Linya's delicate body with warm and fragrant nephrite. I solemnly gave a military salute to Feini, who was flying over in the air. The body slightly moved a few steps to the right.
“Meow~meow meow~~~
Finny screamed. It just flew past me. Look back. I was about to witness this rare scene of stars hitting the ball. The development of things was beyond my expectation.
A black shadow rushed up at an incredible speed. Facing Fini's direction. Then the two black shadows merged with each other. In an instant. Then there was an extremely gay scene in a martial arts TV series.
In mid-air. The man is dressed in black. The eyes are shining. Personable. The soft girl in his arms. In uniform. Eyes weeping. His expression was pitiful.
The two people looked at each other affectionately(?). They are inseparable like magnets that attract each other. The body was spinning in slow motion in mid-air. General's elegance. Women are light and agile. The contrast is vivid and vivid. There seemed to be plum blossoms falling all around. Cheers and blessings to this beautiful couple.
"Snapped--"
In everyone's stunned eyes. With flowers flying. The two of them touched gently. Assassin Latin wrapped in black. The movements are a bit hurried. Even his breathing felt a little messy. It seems. In that cold temperament. It has a green, big boy flavor.
I saw him gently take it out from inside his black clothes. A sheathed dagger that still carried the body heat from his body. He held it tightly in his hand. He caressed her reluctantly for a while. He resolutely pushed it into Feini's hands, who had not yet recovered. Just like after the first confession. He left like a shy boy without looking back. Hello. There is a stone wall in front of you! !
ah. Got hit...
Etc., etc. what on earth is it? You need to sort out the things in your mind first. I covered my groggy forehead. Gradually, he recalled the scene just now.
first. Feeney was thrown over. Avoided by me. Then he was caught by Latin. Finally, he was given a dagger that seemed very precious to Latin. This is evident from the fact that he carries it close to his body instead of putting it in his inventory.
That is to say. This is the legendary love at first sight. A token of love?
"Wow ha ha ha ha--"
For a moment. My intestines felt like they were tied in knots. I was rolling on my belly laughing so hard. The one who kept banging his forehead against the mud.
This...this is too funny! !
And he came back to his senses a moment later than me. Finny understands the meaning of what just happened. His face turned pale in an instant. held in hand. The dagger still retains a trace of the opponent's body temperature. He was lifted up by her. Like throw away.
"Ah. Isn't this Latin's most precious dagger?"
At this time. A female archer next to her looked at the sheathed dagger in Feeney's hand. Suddenly he exclaimed.
"That's right. It's the dagger he often takes out. He hides in the corner and wipes it alone. I heard it's a family heirloom passed down from his grandfather's grandfather's generation." Another female mage also helped. said.
"There was an adventurer last time. He just accidentally touched this dagger, and he beat him half to death. It is said that he couldn't get out of bed for three days."
Hear this. Feini's move to throw the dagger suddenly stopped. His eyes were filled with tears. He looked towards me pitifully.
Even if you look at me, there's nothing you can do. The opponent is a fifth-level super assassin! !
It is clear. This dagger is a hot spot for Feeney. It's definitely not possible to keep it. But if you dare to throw it away. He also had to face the wrath of a fifth-level assassin. Don't say that Feini is just a wizard who has just reached the fourth level. Even a sixth-level wizard. He didn't dare to easily offend a fifth-level assassin. Unless she has |understood the state of mind.
But this moment. Except for Linya and me. No one can understand Fini's depression. No matter it's that beautiful hug in the air. It was still love at first sight. The romance of giving a token of love. It all makes these women excited. Even the exhaustion after the war was ignored. The enthusiasm was unprecedented. Gossips with subtly different meanings spread from their mouths.
I'm sure. Tomorrow you will hear more than thirty versions of the scandal about Feini and Latin in the entire Demon Fortress.
but. No matter what version it is. There was an obvious hint of envy in the voices of these women. After all, this kind of romance is rare. How wonderful it would be if it happened to me.
and. Latin is the diamond king in the fortress of demons. Not only is he handsome. Temperament cold. and. While other men are fooling around in women's streets or casinos. But he silently fell in love with his dagger in the corner.
Some "senior sources" asserted. This kind of man. If you don't love it, that's it. Once you fall in love. Certainly not until death. Even life and death. The woman he falls in love with is happy.
"Phinny. You have to be strong.
"
I patted Feeney on the shoulder. Silently sent his blessings.
"How do you want me to be strong? Meow~. I...I am already Oona's. How can I accept other people's love again?" Feini's eyes were red with grievance. She whimpered like a dedicated little woman.
"..."
After hearing Feini's explanation. My face was suddenly covered with black lines.
It turns out that this transvestite creature doesn't care about gender issues. But he already has a partner. I can no longer accept others. How should I complain about this?
