"Have it?"
Alpha touched his chin and thought about it carefully, and realized that this seemed to be the case.
Dean didn't say anything, and he didn't even notice.
The people in the breeding house are like assembly line products coming out of a factory. Akaman Divine Fish, Falling Star Hair Demon are combined with another magic pet. The configuration of the entire combat system is 100% similar. More than seventy, no wonder even fighting is a routine.
After thinking about this and applying the conclusion to the first battle, Alpha finally realized the reason why he still failed to enjoy himself even though he performed well this time.
The synchronicity is simply too high.
Sometimes you can guess what skills the other party wants to use with just one gesture.
It's like looking in the mirror.
For example, in the battle between him and Dean, everyone was using their hair. When it started, the entire venue was like a large barber scene, with hair all over the floor, pink, green, green and black, and it was extremely chaotic.
If Kana hadn't been watching and helping to clean up, the ground would still be a mess.
Dean's words completely opened his mind, and Alpha quickly thought of the disadvantages of this high similarity.
Although the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade, following this template can greatly reduce the possibility of taking detours, but this kind of familiar configuration is like a certain "product" with a fixed ratio of ingredients. Likewise, there is no soul at all.
The ideas come from Dean, the design comes from Dean, and even the tactics come from Dean.
This is a work that is fixed within the framework of "Dean". Even if others adopt it, it will be difficult to find much room for development.
It's just a "product" that can be "manufactured" quickly as long as Dean wants it and sent to the market.
Although thinking on the bright side, this also means that as long as this "product" is cultivated according to the experience that has been summarized, it can have a formed combat effectiveness without spending any extra thought.
But one thing that cannot be ignored is that when everyone adopts a routine or a template, they will inevitably have similar weaknesses. This means that if the enemy can find an effective restraint method, they can completely defeat everyone. Catch them all.
This is quite dangerous.
Alpha understood Dean's concern almost immediately.
No professional likes weakness, and no professional likes being targeted.
When he was practicing as an assassin, he would learn a variety of stealth methods to avoid being restrained by the enemy, not to mention Dean who was burdened with the entire profession of breeder.
From this perspective, his caution is absolutely necessary.
"I didn't expect you to be this type..."
It's quite thoughtful.
Alpha looked at Dean with a strange expression, looking at him with strange eyes as if they had met him on the first day.
Dean has black lines all over his head.
Why do you feel that this is not a good thing?
"This is a genuine compliment."
Seeing what he was thinking, Alpha shrugged and retorted.
Dean didn't say whether he believed it or not, he just raised his chin and pushed Alpha out with his mental strength.
"Just a drink of water is enough. Don't stop. There's another one over there."
Wilmer's eyes turned red.
Alpha, who was forced to return to the venue, looked at Wilmer who got up from the audience, showing a more perfunctory expression than when facing Lucy and Ronan.
It’s not to blame that Alpha couldn’t cheer up, it was really the previous two games that had drained all his enthusiasm.
First there was Dean, then his two apprentices, and now there was a cook.
Three against one, this is a wheel battle.
Alpha stretched and watched Wilmer walk all the way to the opposite side of him, shaking his head secretly.
And it's not that he looks down on people, how long has this kid joined the breeding house?
The congenital conditions are not good, and the magic pet only has one Akaman fish. For Wilmer like this, does Dean let him play, does he want them to understand how fragile his teammates are?
It was easy to achieve this goal. I was afraid that not long after the battle started, he would have to kneel down and beg Wilmer not to die.
With this contemptuous attitude, Alpha did not kill his opponent as soon as the sound of the sound was heard.
However, what he never expected was that with this delay, he would no longer have a chance to take action.
"Ahem!"
"Cough cough cough cough cough!"
Amidst the continuous coughing, Wilmer hunched over and covered his mouth.
He was coughing heartbreakingly, his face was red, and his veins were bulging. Every sound seemed like he was coughing out his lungs. Leina even suspected that he would spit out blood in the next second.
Thinking that the breeding house might lose this precious chef that they finally got, the three people in the audience couldn't help showing worried expressions.
Even Alpha stopped and frowned because of this sudden change.
"Why don't we just forget it?"
Leina took the initiative and said to Dean.
"Wilmer's health is so bad, and Alpha is careless. If something happens again..."
She had only lived a life of good food and good food for a few days, and she didn't want to go back to the days of eating bread every meal.
"Shhh."
However, the response was Dean's mysterious hiss.
He turned to look at Wilmer, who was coughing so much that he could hardly breathe. Not only was he not worried, but he also showed an expectant expression that was incompatible with the people around him.
Although Wilmer is a newcomer, if you underestimate him because of this, you will suffer a big loss.
Dean seemed to have thought of something, and raised the corners of his lips, showing an expression of watching a good show.
After noticing this detail and knowing his nature, Alpha suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.
He rushed towards Wilmer decisively, wanting to deal with him. However, after taking only two steps, he felt a pain in his chest and almost fell to the ground.
Using his mental strength to support his weak body, Alpha looked at Wilmer who was still coughing across from him, and for the first time, he showed an expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Pretty sharp.
Knowing what he had realized, Dean raised his eyebrows, appreciating the assassin's perception in his heart.
Compared with Alpha, the ones around him are not very good.
"what happens?"
"Why did Alpha collapse suddenly?"
"What did Wilmer do?"
Leinna was like a turtle in a melon field with nowhere to stay, her face full of eagerness for answers.
She couldn't help but ask Dean a question, but all she got was an incomprehensible look.
Just when Leina was about to suppress her troubles, Lucy, who had already noticed something, took the initiative to pull her cuffs and gave her own answer.
It's the Akaman fish.
After using up their mental power to investigate carefully, the apprentices came to this conclusion that was both reasonable and unexpected.
"real or fake?"
Upon hearing the answer, Leina immediately exclaimed. She subconsciously looked at the boss, but saw Dean slightly nodding and giving an affirmative answer.
It is indeed the Akaman fish.
In other words, it is the ability revealed by Wilmer's Akaman divine fish after development.
Looking at Wilmer's crumbling body in the field, Dean's eyes showed undisguised admiration.
Again, Wilmer is a genius.
Dean said this before, more out of regret, but now, he was genuinely amazed.
This change in thinking comes from the changes in the Akaman divine fish.
As the most authoritative expert on selective breeding, Dean was the first to discover that as Wilmer spent more time with the Akaman fish, his Akaman fish's abilities were growing far beyond those of ordinary people. The speed is displayed.
However, because it has not been developed for a long time, before today, in the breeding house, only Dean knew about this ability.
That’s the “contagion” that Wilmer is now demonstrating.
Wrapping himself with mental power, Dean looked at the situation below, the gloating on his face no longer concealed.
Alpha's current situation is very bad.
Starting from the itch that rose in his throat, it seemed like in an instant, countless illnesses fell from the sky and pressed on his body.
There is almost no organ in the body that is not in pain.
He used his mental strength to support his body. The assassin tried his best to maintain his standing posture, but his tired body became heavier and heavier.
This unfamiliar feeling tortured Alpha to such an extent that his expression was distorted for a while.
Obviously, he was tricked.
Alpha also knew that he had been hit, but he was completely confused as to how he had been hit.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
Patting his suddenly heavy chest, he coughed awkwardly. The sick look on his face was in stark contrast to the confusion.
This is just the beginning. Wilmer was just coughing the whole time. How did he use his abilities?
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I made up a small part and will continue to make up tomorrow?_?
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