Chapter 103 Around Dawn
[What is that...! 】
Fala, floating in mid-air, suddenly felt a chill rising from his back. He subconsciously turned back and looked into the distance, only to see the sin lord smiling and nodding to himself. Behind the other party, a monster hidden in dark red armor stiffly raised its head and looked at him...
Although it did look like a humanoid creature, Farah immediately recognized it. It was identified as a 'monster', and its figure, which was no less impressive than the giant monster, loomed in the blood mist. The two bloodshot red 'eyes' behind the armor were full of death and madness. The wisps of black smoke that escaped were actually composed of the resentment of the dead. Waves of wailing sounds that seemed to come from the abyss poured directly into Farah's ears through the air, making the Dharma God feel as if he was in a trance. Feeling restless in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Then he saw the sinner, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, gently raise his hand and snap his fingers...
"Go play with him."
[What...]
The monster that seemed to be fished out of the blood pool actually disappeared from Farah's sight in the blink of an eye, and then He then heard a low roar coming from behind him, followed by a broken knife covered in blood and rust that roared down with force, trying to cut him in two!
“Space blast!”
Farah didn’t even have time to look back. He immediately disrupted the space behind him, and then immediately launched a row of arcane barrages with his backhand, while waving The staff drew a neat row of golden runes all over the body and activated them immediately!
"The dying light - Flash!"
Dozens of pure golden lights spread out in all directions with Farah as the center, illuminating this dead city that has always been shrouded in dark clouds. The ape smoke that had just escaped from the turbulent space had half of its body melted away in an instant. The blood shadow that was delayed for several seconds was also bounced aside by the magic shield, without causing any harm to Farah.
"Isn't it very strong..." Farah used a flash technique to distance himself. He looked at the monster in front of him with a gloomy expression that exuded a strong aura of death, and realized that the opponent's strength was not as strong as he imagined. After being so powerful, he still didn't have any carelessness, and he even became more vigilant in his heart.
"Death!" Zang Yan, who had half of his body melted away, roared in a low voice, and threw the huge bloody rusty broken knife towards Farah, and the chain wrapped around the knife was caught by it. Holding the end with one hand, a blood line spreads out along the weird arc in mid-air, transforming into countless twisted weapons that arrive first like a storm. The surging negative energy above can even bring ordinary people to life. Drive crazy!
But Farah is no ordinary person...
More than a dozen light blades appeared in an instant and tore the scarlet storm into pieces in the air. The broken knife wrapped in the blood mist was also imprisoned in place by a circle of magic circles that suddenly appeared, regardless of level or magnitude. , Zang Yan, who has no killing bonus at all, is really much worse than Pharah.
As a result, at the next moment, Farah, who was just about to give the evil creature the final blow, fell from the sky with a loud roar and spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood in mid-air.
“Because you found that the evil creature that suddenly appeared was weak, did you start to get carried away?” Mo Chong, the Dharma God in the distance who was struck down by Galahad’s sword, shook his head and said lightly Smiling: "Don't forget that everyone at this moment wants to kill you~"
Mo's voice was very soft, so soft that even Ji Xiaodao, who was standing next to him, couldn't hear it clearly, but it resounded directly in Farah's mind, like a demon lurking deep in the heart, in your mind. Whispers outside the field of vision...
[Soul-stirring Sound]
Active skills
Mastery requirements: Intelligence 60, Charisma 60, [Chaos] or [Evil] camp
Consumption/limit: 1% of maximum magic value/second
Effect: Try to establish a spiritual link with the target. After success, your voice will sound directly in the other person's mind regardless of the distance, and will have a 'soul-taking' effect. When the target is in the 'soul-taking' state, every word you say will have a certain effect. There is a chance of superimposing a layer of 'Voice of Confusion' on the opponent. Each layer has a certain chance of causing the opponent to fall into a state of 'lost mind' for 0.5 seconds, making him unable to control his body. When the target suffers from the 'Voice of Confusion' When it exceeds the 30th level, it will 100% fall into the "lost heart" state, which lasts for 3 seconds, and it will be immune to this skill within 30 minutes after the effect ends. Cooling time: 15 minutes
※Hyperlink※< br>
1. The success rate of establishing a spiritual link depends on the mental strength of the caster and the target.
2. The success rate of superimposing ‘Voice of Confusion’ depends on the logic, rationality, and pertinence of the user’s language and the mental strength of the target.
※Hidden effect※
Because the caster has the [Demon King] talent, the success rate of trying to establish a spiritual link with any target will be increased by 90%
[Remarks: There is never anything in this world There are things that can be so ugly that people will go crazy just by looking at them, but there are countless creatures that can destroy 'firm materialist warriors' in the form of chatter. Therefore, it can be proved that a dirty mind is far away. Far more lethal than its ugly appearance! PS: Although the former may be more popular...】
"Sin Lord!"
Farah forced himself to cast an anti-gravity magic before he landed. After barely stopping his body, he immediately raised his hand and threw a hot burst of lava at Mo. This fire , earth double attribute compound magic, although The power is not too strong, but it is already the strongest attack that the Dharma God can unleash instantly. Galahad's shadowy giant sword has already struck again, forcing him to immediately use his ability to attack. The flash technique of short-distance teleportation increases the distance.
[But the Sin Lord’s strength shouldn’t be too strong. Even if he only uses instant spells, he should be able to do something about it...]
Farah, who returned to mid-air, was thinking. While chanting a short group silence spell to the hurricane mage group not far away, he then returned his gaze. The new transfer was back to the 'Sin Lord'. He is not a fool. It is impossible not to see that there is definitely something wrong with that young man who is showing off his weirdness, and the monster that the other party just summoned is definitely not a The means available to a down-and-out noble are completely incompatible with the 'second-rate warrior' he claims to be!
But Sin Lord is only a young man after all, and the lethality of his explosive lava is definitely not something he can easily...
boom! ! !
The violent explosion swallowed up the masked man and the dark elf beside him. The compound magic that even the high-level knights would never dare to resist turned into a sea of fire in an instant, and several The mage who was closer to the two was lifted several meters away by the sudden spread of flames. The rich fire element in the air even made it difficult for them to breathe.
The Dharma God's movements were so fast that the Sin Lord didn't even have time to escape...
The mages smiled bitterly and shook their heads, feeling that the Lord Viscount was really unlucky. Great.
As a result, in the next second, the crazily raging flames around them were extinguished in an instant, but the two people who should have been reduced to ashes were standing there unscathed, with an extra statue next to them. Huge black statue!
"It's wonderful~" Mo clapped his hands lightly, and the eyes under the mask that were as predatory as the abyss were full of smiles: "I almost got hurt..."
[Summoning Technique: Fallen Angel Statue]
Requirements for mastering active summoning skills: Intelligence 65, no faith, [Chaos] camp, and there is a certain chance of automatic realization after destroying two [Lawful] and [Good] churches.
Consumption/Limitations: 20% of maximum mana, 20% of maximum health, 20% of maximum physical energy
Effect: Summons an immovable Fallen Angel Statue, which increases the overall resistance of friendly units within a radius of 100 meters by 50%, reduces all magic damage received by 30%, and loses 1% of the maximum health every 5 seconds. The value is 2000% of the caster's maximum health, while it lasts Within 1200 seconds, the caster can choose to sacrifice the Fallen Angel Statue at any time, which will increase his total resistance by 60%, reduce all magic damage received by 60%, and restore 1% of maximum health per second. The duration is the same as the Fallen Angel Statue being sacrificed. The remaining time of the sacrifice is equal, and the cooling time is 48 hours.
[Note: despair! Repent! Go crazy! Fall! Annihilate it! We were lied to, all of us! There is no salvation at all in this world, you won’t understand, you won’t understand! Burn it, burn it! Let the dirty soul in your mouth fall into eternal sleep, I have seen it, I have seen it! All things will eventually surrender, and I will be the forerunner! Tremble, my countrymen! I will return eventually! Stand under that immortal flag and listen to your wails! Just like what we experienced countless years ago, everything is in vain, and this time. I have made my choice! The most correct choice! 】
On the base composed of gears and discs is a sculpture of a woman. She was nailed to a huge stone pillar with a cross, and countless chains were tightly wrapped around her thin body, but this seemed Not given to this woman Bringing any pain, her expression is full of joy and madness, the corners of her mouth are raised high, and the lifelike eyes flash with relief, but there is a hint of despair and vicissitudes. In short, this is definitely not the look that a statue should have. !
“How did you do that!” Farah looked at Mo in disbelief. He couldn’t imagine how the other party managed to remain unscathed by the blow he just struck!
Mo Piaomiao's voice sounded directly from Farah's mind again: "Although I don't mind answering your questions, is it really okay to be distracted at this time?"
【Oops! 】
Farah suddenly realized his situation. At this moment, Galahad's Sand Burial Gate was less than half a meter away from him, and it was unknown when the orangutan smoke returned to its original state. Appeared right below Farah.
He flashed on the spot almost without hesitation!
Powerful mages often feel unreasonable, and the flash in mid-level arcane magic makes countless melee professionals hate it. This spell has an extremely short casting time and extremely long intervals between uses. A short spell with a relatively short movement distance can be said to be quite useless, and when it comes into the hands of a sage-level mage, it becomes even more extreme!
For Farah, magic like Blink should be able to be cast instantly, and the cooling time is almost non-existent. He is the pinnacle in both arcane and space fields. You can suppress the low consumption to a minimum, and you can use it however you want!
During the countless sparring sessions with Galahad in the past, this spell was often the direct cause of the latter's swearing.
You charge, I flash, you chase me, I flash, you throw, I flash, you curse, I flash!
For some reason, Farah couldn't help but laugh sadly...
Poof!
Then he saw his left arm flying out with a pool of scarlet blood, and then he felt a sharp stabbing pain...
"You are not the only one who can be silent, Lord Dharma God."
Sin Lord's voice echoed in Farah's mind again, but he had no time to look back at the other person's expression at this time, because Gala Hart's second sword has been swung!
And it is not an ordinary sword, but a sword of treacherous sand that wraps the entire sword body in a dark golden flying sand, and its direction, speed and strength are unpredictable...
< br>[The old lion is serious! 】
Farah, who was forcibly silenced at some point, quickly activated a ring, and his whole person instantly became illusory.
Galahad, who knew by intuition alone that his attack was destined to be in vain, immediately placed the Sand Burial Gate in front of him, and the sword that was about to strike was actually turned into a charged attack. , the dark golden flying sand above is surging crazily, waiting for Farah to give him a thunderous blow the moment he breaks away from his current state!
But the Dharma God who had just turned himself into a 'real illusion' showed a mischievous smile to his old friend, and then disappeared in mid-air instantly, and then...
“I won’t let you almost get hurt this time.” Suddenly appeared in Farah behind Mo shouted in a deep voice: "Die!"
Garros and Galahad realized the threat of this attack to Mo at the same time, and rushed here almost desperately, while Ji Xiao Dao immediately tried desperately to push Mo away against the overwhelming pressure from all around him.
But this time it seems it’s too late!
Each golden rune was lit up instantly, and terrifying magic fluctuations exploded...
"The dying light - the glorious dawn."
The dazzling golden light pillar rose up, That is light enough to assimilate everything! !
【Is it over...】
At this moment, Farah, who could almost conclude that the 'Sin Lord' was the mastermind behind the scenes, breathed a long sigh of relief and was bathed in a ray of light. His face was extremely pale, the severed arm was in excruciating pain, and his magic power reserve had dropped to less than one-third of its usual level. But if that person was really the instigator of everything, the price he paid was definitely worth it. of!
Grand Duke Garros stopped in mid-air...
Garahat also restrained the Gold-devouring Lion King who was sitting down...
Ji Xiaodao lay on the ground more than ten meters away in embarrassment. , a wisp of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were blank...
The light of dawn that pierced the haze passed in an instant.
Dark clouds once again covered this dead city.
Farah looked at Zang Yan with only half of his head left in front of him, feeling cold all over.
A cold voice came from mid-air...
"Sin bites."
Chapter 100: The End
(End of this chapter)< br>