This time, all the adventurers present gradually felt the strange aura emanating from Sharna.
It's impossible not to feel it, because one after another, Roja's pseudo-domain power in the ring is gradually gathering closer to suppress another newly emerged momentum. If you can't even feel this, then these adventures If you don't, your training will be in vain.
Of course, the shrinkage of Roya's pseudo-domain power does not mean that some adventurers who are clinging to face and refusing to retreat on the edge of the arena will be much better off, because the new momentum is more domineering than Roya's original one. , even crazier, the two momentums mixed together, almost making these adventurers who were holding on blush, and finally had to step back some distance.
For a moment, the arena that was originally crowded with adventurers who loved to join in the fun suddenly became a vacuum. I was the only one standing there, with a cool breeze blowing and my cloak flying. Although it was cool, it was a bit cold.
The battle in the arena has entered a fever pitch. In my opinion, what is being played in the arena now is completely a modern war of carpet bombing in the air. The vitality of Yaluo in the sky is simply no less than that of dozens of bombers at the same time. Continuous bombardment in a small area, especially a massive meteorite attack, dragging long star tails, is simply a scene of doomsday.
No wonder it is said that the Advanced Law is a mobile fort. This is really not an exaggeration at all for Yaluo at this moment.
As for the sister on the other side, although her momentum is increasing day by day, her momentum cannot be eaten after all. When she cannot suppress the opponent, she can at best only use it as a means to resist the opponent's momentum and not suppress herself. The strength of her sister and Yaluo The difference was still quite far. Even though the aura emanating from her body was terrifying, it had no effect at all on Yaluo, who had fully activated her pseudo-domain. She was still suppressed by the opponent and was unable to fight back.
Although I feel a little sorry for my sister, this scene actually made me feel at ease. As I continued to receive heavy blows, my sister's health and defense were not very high, and she had gradually dropped to the danger zone of facing defeat. After being rubbed a few times by Yaluo's meteorite water flakes, under the rules of the half-blood system, the winner will be decided.
Although I am not willing to accept the fact that my sister lost, it is better than any accident. I am not very obsessed with winning or losing, as long as everyone is in peace. Didn't the old drunkard also say that my sister is the rose of the battlefield? The goddess of victory is not always victorious. This competition is probably a test for my sister and a bumpy road in life.
Come down and wait until I meet Yaro. Beat him into a pig's head to avenge his sister. Although this guy is powerful. Better than Muradin's fellow. But if this is all he has...no. Even if it is only 60% of the strength. I can confidently say that I can definitely beat him until he doesn't even recognize his wife. Ahem...
but. The situation is always unexpected. In this short period of time. Yaluo exploded into a small universe again and dropped several meteorites. Seeing that my sister's health is about to reach half of her life. A sound passed through my ears without me noticing.
"Remember what you told me. Never take action to ensure that the smelly girl will be fine."
I quickly turned to the source of the sound. The figure of the old drunkard has disappeared. This speed is so fast that even Carlos would be ashamed.
But follow the breath she left behind. I still feel it. She was already flying into the ring mid-air.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of adventurers. How dare you plunder so blatantly. Are you really not afraid that a hidden master will catch her? He really has the demeanor of an old drunkard.
Sure enough, things couldn't end as perfectly as I imagined. It was probably related to what the old drunkard said, Yaluo was going to "return". It's not like I didn't wear my eyes. Of course I could see that Yaluo was using it now. Some way to improve sister Sharna's strength.
But if possible, I really don’t want this to happen. Rather than my sister’s strength improving, I hope she can have a father...
When Sharna's life finally dropped to half due to the last unavoidable attack, the angel referee raised his big hand high and was about to make an announcement when suddenly, an arm affectionately placed on his shoulder.
He was immediately startled, and didn't even bother to announce. With a quick movement of his body, he moved away from the hook of the arm. He turned around to see who it was that could silently activate his pseudo-domain. Approaching behind without any interest.
After seeing the person clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief. Others may not know it, but as an angel who has lived for thousands of years, he knows very well how much strength the other party hides.
"It turns out it's Elder Kasha. I don't know why he wants to interfere with the game??"
"Well..."
The Kasha man floated in the air, scratched his head out of habit, and glanced at the game that was still going on at his feet.
"I have a small request. Is it possible for the envoy to be accommodating and change the rules of this game?"
“Why should the rules be changed and how?”
Angel frowned. He was now a referee, representing "publicity" and "faith". If the opponent was not Kasha, he would have ignored it and even sent the troublemaker away.
"Until the moment the other party falls..." Kasha seemed to have used a lot of effort to say this and sighed.
"I'm afraid this is also what the two people in the ring hope for."
The Angel referee remained silent, probably considering the pros and cons.
"If that's the case, count me in. I wonder if what I, an old woman, say can make the envoy change his mind?"
In the distance, Akara's voice suddenly came from nowhere and echoed in the referee's ears.
"this……"
He was obviously worried. Logically speaking, such a temporary change in the rules was unreasonable. As a member of the angel family, he should seriously reject it.
But the person who made the request was Akara. Strictly speaking, according to the angel clan's hypocritical argument of "equality of life", Akara's status is no lower than that of the angel commander Tyrell. If he, a little angel captain, ignored it, , doesn’t that make angels look too arrogant?
After thinking about it, he made up his mind and nodded to Kasha - anyway, this is a game in the lower world and has nothing to do with the angels. Just follow their wishes and let them make trouble as they please.
The competition in the arena is still going on. The violent explosions and Sharna's ghostly figure that never stops for a moment make most of the adventurers around them immersed in the fierce competition and fail to notice the change in the rules. Lost.
At this moment, the aura exuding from Sharna has already
I felt a terrifying aura like an ancient monster, which contained: ice, a murderous aura that penetrated the soul, making the heads of those old adventurers who had experienced countless battlefield killings tremble slightly. They only felt that although the surrounding scenery was beautiful in spring, , but his body and soul are at the top of the hurricane-roaring snow-capped mountains of Harrogas.
If you look carefully, the cold sea-blue pupils of Sharna Ben who was running have now been completely replaced by bright red. There is a coquettishness in the blood. This bright red color continues to deepen and slowly turns into With blood-red pupils, a fierce and violent aura shot straight into the sky.
Before I appeared in the previous camp, those adventurers who had seen Sharna's grace in the Rogge camp were surprised to find that the cruel Queen Rogge from the past had appeared again, and she was hundreds of times more powerful.
"Hiss-hiss-"
A gasping sound that did not sound like coming from the mouth of a human came from the mouth of Sharna who was running. She had already exhausted her physical strength by running at such a rapid speed.
But now, she feels that she still has endless physical strength. Just like this, the blood flowing in her body seems to be boiling hot. Every drop of blood is filled with huge energy, and it is still growing continuously, and is close to saturation. .
The power that was forced in but could not be released made Sharna sweat all over her body, as if she was in a dark sealed furnace. Her eyes were completely invisible, and she relied solely on the instinct of her crazy heart. Dodge attacks.
Her consciousness was about to be annihilated by anger, which put the crazy state of mind that was originally under the control of her consciousness on the verge of going berserk. If she hadn't felt a green and cool breath from time to time, which made her consciousness regain some clarity, she would have gone berserk. .
kill! kill! kill! Kill the enemies! !
Now, Sharna is in a strange state. Her consciousness is very vague and full of random killing intent. However, she still retains the last trace of understanding. There is a hazy veil in the sea of consciousness that makes people feel angry. As long as If this layer of gauze is broken, the sky in front will be clear.
Need...a little more strength...just accumulate a little more strength...until the limit...that's it...
In the sky, Yaluo, who felt Sharna's critical state, smiled slightly. If anyone saw his face now covered with flames, they would probably be horrified.
In front of him, under Sharna's flashing arrow, Yaluo showed a haggard and pale but handsome middle-aged face. At this moment, he looked exactly like an old man in his twilight years, with protruding jawbones and pale face and forehead covered with cloth. They were full of wrinkles, and those eyes became extremely cloudy, as if they were an old man lying on the bed, unconscious, and about to die at any time.
When he raised his trembling right hand and dropped a meteorite again, when the meteorite was less than ten meters away from Sharna's head...
In the horrified gazes of all the adventurers, Sharna's figure suddenly stopped, and she stood under the meteorite without evading it. Her entire upper body was slightly lowered, and she let out a beast-like gasping sound, and turned to the side of the meteorite in the sky. , without turning around and looking up at all, as if the meteorite didn't exist.
Has her energy been exhausted? Already given up on the game?
No, the next moment, all the adventurers denied their thoughts, because from Sharna, they felt some kind of power brewing. The strong pulse sound was like the heart of a giant dragon. It shrinks and makes a beating sound full of surging power that makes the adventurer's heart palpitate.
At this moment, Sharna gave them the feeling that she was a giant dragon that gradually opened its blurry eyes, an active volcano that had reached a critical point and was about to erupt.
When the meteorite fell on top of her head, less than one meter, indicating that the burning flames had touched her golden hair, time seemed to stop.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Sharna, who was hanging her head, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. The sharp roar that penetrated the sky, rolled up the air waves, and almost turned into a real attack. The adventurer covered his ears hard, and the weaker ones were even horrified. I found that my life value was decreasing bit by bit.
At the same time, a translucent energy film, sandwiched with boundless momentum, burst out from Sharna and expanded rapidly. It was almost the same as the scene when Roja broke out in the pseudo-realm. The difference was that this momentum was even crazier. , more domineering.
Roja's pseudo-domain, which originally filled the entire arena, was suddenly suppressed by the burst of momentum and retreated steadily. It wasn't until Sharna's aura occupied half of the arena that it stopped, squaring off with Roja's pseudo-domain. No less.
At the intersection of the two transparent forces, there were constant "pop-pop" blasts in the air like firecrackers, just like an invisible battlefield. The overwhelming momentum between the two sides kept rushing towards each other, trying to force the other side to retreat.
The huge meteorite that was about to hit Sharna's head was blown violently by her sudden burst of momentum, and it shattered into countless fragments and flew hundreds of meters away. Not a single stone fell in the area of 100 meters in diameter centered on Erna.
All adventurers who came with their heads knew clearly at this moment that Sharna had made a breakthrough in the battle and successfully advanced to the pseudo-realm.
This battle has gone beyond everyone's common sense and has never heard of it.
Slowly raising her head, Sharna stared at Yaluolai in the sky with her cold and enchanting blood-red pupils. She had just advanced to the pseudo-domain realm. She was not yet comparable to Roja. The pseudo-domain evolved from the heart of madness was obviously better than the pseudo-domain. Roja's pseudo-domain was slightly better, and coupled with Roja's current state, he was almost exhausted, so everything turned out to be a tie.
Her originally chaotic emotions seemed to burst out with the pseudo-realm. At this time, there was no emotion in the blood-red pupils, not even the murderous intention. Looking at Roja, it was like looking at a stone, this emotionless His eyes were even more chilling than those filled with murderous intent.
Having murderous intent means that the other person values you, treats you as a human being, and wants to kill you. There is no trace of emotion, but he has completely treated you as a dead person.
The moment Sharna erupted into the pseudo-realm, it seemed as if a truce was sounded. The fierce attack that was originally like a carpet bombing stopped instantly. The floating fireballs also lost their luster and dissipated with a snap. in the air.
Locking Roja tightly in the air, the long bow in Sharna's hand was slightly raised, but then dropped instantly. In everyone's surprised eyes, it disappeared from her hand with a "whoosh" and was put into the inventory. Then, he turned around and silently walked towards the edge of the ring with his opponent on his back.
what happened?
It is the best to easily improve one's realm and gain power that is evenly matched with the opponent's. Why did the situation suddenly become like this?
Just as this thought flashed through the adventurers' heads, one wave after another of strange things happened to them. Roja, who originally exuded a powerful pseudo-domain aura, suddenly disappeared from the pseudo-domain that filled half of the arena. Even the layer of flames on his body suddenly dimmed and disappeared, revealing a figure in black robes, falling straight from the sky. Before his body hit the ground, another figure suddenly grabbed him and flashed away in an instant.
But before taking many steps, a moment after Roja disappeared, Sharna's pseudo-domain suddenly retracted, her figure collapsed, and she fell straight forward. Before she fell to the ground, another person jumped onto the ring. The cloaked man held her in his arms.
"..."
The entire venue was quiet, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say about this strange scene.
After a while, in the quiet competition space, the angel referee's loud announcement came: "The game is over, the winner is Super Amazon Sharna."
Only then did the voices of adventure buzz like flies in the venue. They used their imaginations to speculate on various possibilities, and some adventurers accidentally hit them and guessed a little bit. The real news, of course, is that not many people would believe their guesses.
I think back in the Demon Fortress, hundreds of versions of the scandal about the transvestite and the assassin Latina appeared overnight. If you really believe these - especially the "gossip" information you learned from the barbarians, then you will lose. .
Fortunately, some adventurers' guesses were nothing more than guesses, but there was no qualitative result. It turns out that Roja did fall into coma before Sharna, although the coma was inexplicable - he didn't seem to have been attacked, was it anemia?
Secondly, Roja's despicable behavior in the ring aroused the public indignation of the adventurers, so they were happy to accept such a result that was full of weirdness but satisfied them.
The Sky Angel Referee breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene. At least he did not let the angels break their trust. Sometimes, saving face is really asking for trouble. He was a little helpless. When faced with this situation, he really had to envy those demons. Okay Live unscrupulously.
Of course, this kind of envy only flashed through his mind for a moment. As an angel, he knew that the seemingly free rules of hell without any disciplines were the most terrifying rules. He would rather be a peace dog than a man in troubled times. That's probably what it means.
After carrying the unconscious sister Sharna off the ring, the old drunkard came over.
Seeing the unconcealed sadness in her expression, I stopped complaining and came up to her, hugging my sister from my back.
"Stinky girl, just let me send you back. Yaluo...maybe I have something to say to you. You'd better go there.
As he spoke, he glanced at a certain corner, then hugged his sister and flashed away.
When I followed the old drunkard's instructions and came to Yaluo's place, I found five people. In addition to Yaluo, there were also Carlos Yatuk, Akara, the miser Farah, and the elf elder Leighton. The old drunkard who was sent back stood silently in the corner a moment later.
The person who just took Yaluo away must be the miser. Apart from him, I really can't think of anyone else who has the ability to use continuous teleportation to take Yaluo away.
The miser at this moment is just an old man who gives a man with white hair a gift to a man with black hair, and a teacher who has lost a student.
"Teacher Farah, you are finally willing to see me."
Yaluo, who had fainted, trembled his dry lips, and forced a smile on his face, which was older than Farah, and his pale face also showed a hint of rosy.
Everyone knows that this is just a phenomenon of returning to the light.
"Why...why did I teach such a bastard student like you?" Farah raised her head, took a deep breath, and tried hard to swallow back the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, but they still flowed down unknowingly.
"I'm sorry, in this life... besides Antinoya, the only person I owe is you, teacher. You worked so hard, but you taught me such a waste."
Everyone was silent.
"In the past few decades, I have been gnawed by hatred all the time, and now I am finally free... Ahem, ah... finally..., although I can't repay my debt to Antinoya even in my lifetime, I am so incompetent And selfish people will definitely bring shame to her in the future... I hate myself so much... I hate myself for being like this. It's not my fault that I have caused trouble to Satina and Antinoya... it's all my fault... my fault. …”
In the silent gazes of everyone, Yaluo's pupils gradually dilated, and he murmured to himself in a daze. His mind was gradually darkening, and suddenly he seemed to remember something again. A gaze focused in front of him and fell in my direction.
"An... Antinoya..."
"I know, I will definitely take good care of my sister, please don't worry." I sniffed and promised in the most serious tone.
That subtle, pleading look stared at my face for a while, before Yaluo smiled again, murmured, closed his eyes, and his voice gradually became quieter.
"Yalo, if you have anything else to say, just say it, I'm here to listen..." Farah wiped away her tears and put her ear up.
"I...after I go down...I'm going...to give Sha...Sadina...a slap, ha..." Leaving behind the last weak, innocent laugh, Yaluo closed his eyes forever.
At this moment, we believe that death has indeed taken away Yaluo's pain, leaving nothing behind. May his withered soul be happy and rest in peace in heaven.
Farah, who was crying all the time, finally became like a child, lost her voice in pain, stared at Yaluo's gradually cold body, wet her beard with tears, suddenly picked up his body, and walked away with staggering steps. Go, that twilight figure that seems to have aged dozens of years in a moment makes people unable to help but shed tears.
"Don't worry, Farah...that stingy guy, what has he never experienced before? Let him be quiet for some time, and he will recover in a few days."
Kasha patted my shoulder lightly, smiled reluctantly, raised the wine bottle with the other hand and kept drinking. It is better to describe it as drinking, and most of the wine spilled out of his mouth.
"This is what an adventurer is. If you don't learn to forget, you won't be able to live." Leaving behind a sentence with a touch of self-deprecation, the old drunkard also left one after another.
Then came Elder Leiden and Akara who kept sighing. Their moods were also quite complicated.
