Chapter 1494 Lu Wei’s Arrangement
Game Time PM16:27
Tianzhu Mountain Arena, Level 4 Arena
“Immaculate, impeccable suppression! War Bear Garcia has established his absolute advantage and is using his powerful skills to suppress his opponents.”
You Xing! The half-orc man with rooster-comb hair flew elegantly through the air, with golden robes flying behind him. Around the oval field, countless enthusiastic spectators were cheering, desperately squeezing their palms and vocal cords for the two contestants below. Cheer up, but it's obvious that the dwarf warlock, who almost waved his staff into an afterimage, has begun to be unable to keep up with the rhythm.
The chaotic rain of arrows falling from the sky was blown away by the surging energy. The tall and majestic Hellfire was crushed by a foot before it could even get up. The demon guard lurking in the space had his face grabbed from the crack as soon as half of his head was exposed. The tall brown-haired man moved forward steadily, efficiently clearing away all obstacles between himself and his goal!
“Unstoppable! War Bear Garcia is unstoppable! Although those beings born in the dark plane are cunning and weird, they are completely unable to buy even half a second for their master! Close, close again! Cheers Let's cheer for the War Bear! This is Noyce Warsaw, your favorite commentator,"
Hovering in mid-air, Noyce raised his arms and shouted exaggeratedly, and The audience below also burst into cheers in a very humiliating manner, almost overturning the ceiling of the entire arena.
The dwarf warlock, who had lost all room for maneuver and was forced into the corner of the field, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. He threw away his cane and suddenly took out a dagger and slashed his left arm. A lot of bright red blood came out!
“Oh! Our Hell Lord, Wilford, did something amazing. He gave up his weapon, slit his arm with a sterling silver dagger, and won the battle. The first drop of blood! By the way, the nickname "Hell Lord" was not the original intention of the player Wilford, but the random nickname given to him when he signed up. Please don't think that he is a nickname. A proud and complacent person~”
Noyce grinned, turned around in mid-air gracefully, pointed one hand at the 'Lord of Hell' Wilford, and held his microphone tightly with the other hand, analyzing in a clear and loud voice. : "If I'm not mistaken, yes, you all know that I can't be mistaken. Player Wilford is trying to launch some kind of forced summoning ritual with unstable effects. This is a kind of ritual that was experienced two hundred years ago. The lowest threshold for using the forbidden summoning technique that has passed through the inheritance gap is half-step legend. However, precisely because of the previous inheritance gap, the version that has been passed down to our current era has greatly reduced the requirements for the caster, but correspondingly , but the risk has also been improved by more than one level!"
"What a lot of nonsense..."
Wilford raised his head and glared at Noyce in the air with dissatisfaction, and then said Throwing away the ceremonial dagger, he raised his bloody left arm and drew it in the air. Suddenly, scarlet lines were solidified in the air, and a huge black vortex appeared in front of the dwarf warlock. Between him and the opponent not far away who was telling him about the approaching opponent, a thick and powerful arm with dark purple patterns on its skin slowly poked out from inside.
“Successful! Player Wilford successfully completed the summons at a very low cost in a desperate situation. Yes, the blood just now is considered a very low price.”
While flying around the field at high speed, Noyce said loudly in his clear and highly inciting tone: "Judging from the energy escaping from the dimensional rift, player Wilford has completed An extremely wonderful transcending summons, yes, an impeccable ceremony, worthy of his name as the Lord of Hell! We have enough reasons to believe that the existence that is about to come to this world is very powerful, at least for us! It is very powerful in the fourth-level arena, so now, the pressure is on War Bear Garcia!”
"He actually tried to control the power that he couldn't control..."
The brown-haired man with a naked upper body and an altitude of nearly 210 centimeters paused and moved his wrist slightly. He grinned amidst the sound of "Kaba Kaba" and said: "Fortunately this is not a real battlefield, otherwise you would have been killed by your teammates the moment you chose to do this."
Then, after whispering these words that the other party could not hear at all, Garcia suddenly focused his eyes. Although there was no significant change in his appearance, his whole aura suddenly became dangerous. When he stood up, if he had to describe it, just now he was like a beast king taking a nap in the sun, and now...
The wild hunter, aroused by the smell of blood, has opened his eyes. eyes.
"Appeared! Only the top servants who have experienced hundreds of battles and survived countless Shura fields... Well, I'm not talking about the kind of Shura fields that mess with men and women. In short, they are the top servants who have survived countless Shura fields. Mastering the skills of soldiers, you can double your combat power with just your momentum and turn yourself into a "war-mad stance" of killing weapons! ”
Noyes turned somersaults on the spot excitedly and screamed: "The background is a mystery. Garcia, who was born in the Savage Highlands, did not flinch. On the contrary, he showed formidable strength and fighting spirit. As a player in the past five years, For the first time, he has penetrated the fourth-level arena with a record of victory in 100 battles, and is currently ranked first. A strong player, can he continue to maintain his undefeated record?"
"Stop dreaming-"
Wilford, who was all hair and beard, let out a scream! Yelled, after using blood to outline the last stroke, and completely completing the summoning ceremony, he roared loudly: "Witness it! Witness the power of Wilford Rachel! Follow my orders, devil!”
The next moment, the black vortex collapsed, and a figure shrouded in darkness appeared. In front of Garcia, there was a man nearly seven meters tall with dark purple lines on his body. A creature with a pair of green pupils surging with evil energy. Two black horns burning with blazing flames stick to both sides of its forehead like guillotines. Under its thick and powerful ankles, there are two eyes that are also covered with green evil flames. He has sheep's hooves, and looks powerful and muscular. No matter how you look at it, he is a ruthless character with no blind spots!
“The Great Lord Level Demon!!”
Noyce immediately let out an exclamation, flapped his wings and said in a loud voice: "And it is an ultra-rare monarch-level demon that evolved from the line of hateful demons! Not only does it have extremely high occult resistance, but its physical strength is also completely Impeccable, notice that it has none of its stunningly handsome black horns. The lines on it mean that Mr. Devil has completed more than five transformations. Oh my god, This is not something that a normal epic level player can handle. Player Garcia is in danger!"
As a result, Garcia did show a ferocious smile and licked his lips subconsciously. The scent on his body was almost affecting! The fighting spirit in the audience became more and more fierce, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Although I don't know what a monarch level is... but this thing It seems to make me happy."
This time he did not lower his voice, so Wilford, who felt offended, immediately jumped up with his eyes wide open and said sternly: "You will stop laughing soon! Now listen to my orders, powerful servant, kill... tsk, defeat my enemies!"
The result is The moment he finished speaking, the demon king, who was extremely oppressive in terms of momentum and size, slowly turned his head to look at the tiny figure behind him that kept hopping, and after roaring, he used a rather standard expression. "What did you... just... call me? Despicable warlock?"
"Hey!"
Alford, who suddenly realized that there was no temporary contract between himself and the other party, froze. He subconsciously took a step back and said dryly: "I...I will let you defeat my enemy! My demon partner!"< br>
"Partner?"
The demon army repeated it in a deep voice. After looking down at the opponent, the evil energy in his eyes suddenly jumped, and then sneered: "No, Warlock, you You just called me a servant, and you called the great King Kilik a servant!"
"Oh~"
Noyce smacked his lips and raised his eyebrows with some gloating: " It seems that our Alford player is in trouble. As I just said, this summoning ritual that has gone through generations is not complete. Although the difficulty of summoning powerful 'servants' is greatly reduced, the process is too simple and crude, and in the end The summoned object can only be forced to appear by detonating a dimensional rift, so the step of signing a temporary contract can easily be omitted. In this way, as long as the summoner does not have overwhelming strength, it can easily cause..." Backlash.”
Garcia snorted coldly, and then walked forward step by step. Note that it was literally 'step by step'. Every time he took a step, the ground beneath his feet would If he is stepped down by a few inches, his momentum will increase by a few points!
On the other side, Wilford, who noticed that the situation had changed, immediately picked up the cane on the ground and threw a silver beam at the Demon Lord Kilik who had already turned around and was slowly approaching him. Mang, that is a spell commonly used by warlocks [Slavery Whipping]. Its principle is to imprint one's own spirit through shadow, evil energy, hellfire and other means. It directly resonates with the energy in the body of demonic creatures, thereby achieving effects similar to mental control. As a demonic warlock who specializes in manipulating evil creatures, Wilford's [Slavery Whip] is extremely powerful. Strong, even a demon that is theoretically stronger than him could easily be controlled for two or three minutes if caught off guard.
From Wilford's point of view, two or three minutes are enough for him to work with the rebellious demon king to deal with Garcia and send him back to his original plane.
Unfortunately, the reality is skinny. The demon king who claimed to be King Kilik actually raised his hand and crushed the [Slavery Whip], and directly flicked out a black thunderbolt with his fingers, blowing up the already consumed Wilford, who was not lighthearted, beat the latter to the point of death with one move.
But the king seemed dissatisfied, so he immediately condensed a negative energy ball filled with evil power out of thin air, preparing to directly bombard this guy who dared to call himself a 'servant'.
"I have to admit that the way this game ended is a bit unexpected, so I announce...huh?"
Noyce smacked his lips and shook his head slightly, However, just when he was about to announce the verdict and save Wilford by the way, he suddenly closed his mouth and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Then, under the stunned gaze of countless spectators, the war bear Garcia jumped up high after a loud roar, raised a fist as big as a casserole and hit the devil king directly on the back of the head.
Immediately afterwards, with a deafening roar, the turbid evil energy suddenly exploded in mid-air, directly engulfing Garcia's body. As a result, before the cold snort of the Demon Lord ended, , that Peng Xieyu's ability was directly blown away!
That was the wind pressure caused by Garcia's original punch to King Kilik's head.
“Although it is also only at an epic level, no matter the power, trajectory or focus, it is infinitely close to a perfect punch. It is obvious that our Garcia player has been hiding his clumsiness. Just with the punch he just made , enough to compete with many players in the fifth-level arena."
Noyce blew a loud whistle and sighed: "It has nothing to do with strength and realm. The most terrifying thing about Garcia's players is. It is his terrifying combat experience. Believe me, audience friends, in the face of this kind of enemy, as long as the power gap between the two sides is not too big, it is difficult for anyone to defeat this war bear. Even a genius, in This kind of person who treats the ghost gate as his own backyard and has survived countless death battles has to be very alert. Does anyone want to bet on the devil who is definitely stronger than Garcia? Jun, how long can you last in the latter's hands? I guess ten minutes~"
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At the same time
Tianzhu Mountain Arena, in a certain room
“Five minutes.”
The girl with long flaming red hair glanced at the magic crystal screen, snorted coldly, and then Turning his head to look at his companion with short light blue hair and a dull expression sitting next to him, He raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you think? Linglan."
The founder of the God-killing Five Beast Body in the past, one of the champions of the fifth-level arena, was called Linglan, and also had The girl wearing the avatar of Chicken Zero of the Food Level Arena shook her head slightly, indicating that she was not interested in such a meaningless gamble.
“It’s boring.”
Chiliu, who has the same identity as the former and is ranked second among the five beasts, curled his lips, and then turned his attention to the handsome black-haired man sitting quietly by the window: "What do you think, Sizi? "
"One minute."
The latter with a gloomy temperament murmured uncertainly.
"Huh? That's not true. Judging from the strength shown by that bear just now..."
"Didn't you notice? That person only knows killing skills, but he doesn't know how to kill people in the arena." He is not used to being able to deliberately kill his opponents."
"Uh, what you mean is..."
"That demon is not his 'opponent', so it doesn't matter even if he kills it."
"Ha~ That's quite interesting. That’s good, he should be promoted after winning this match, so let me be the guest of honor today.”
“No”
“Sir Lu Wei. He just sent me a message to inform us that we can no longer be responsible for the promotion competition in the fourth level arena. He arranged for a test robot to come over."
"What has been arranged?"
"It should be called...test robot."
Chapter 1,485: The End
(End of this chapter)