Shaman from Afar

"Kill me? Your arrogance is really striking me day by day ... in terms of strangers who are not worth mentioning."

The sneered Serior, the shabby robe on his body, has no wind since: "It even makes me curious ... kill me and destroy the Holy Grail of the Nine Stars; how can you maintain this imperative, and go to destruction world?!"

Withered fingers arbitrarily fiddle with the dark mist, chasing the hunter and the dark-haired wizard who desperately escapes like a hunting game.

"Sacrifice yourself to protect the world ... intact and wait for destruction ... Or replace me and put everything in your palm?"

"Nothing has anything to do with you!"

The expressionless Loren carried the "Dawn" sword with one hand, desperately evading the black mist that came again from all directions, while looking for a chance to fight back.

The black mist behind him bite like a swarm of snakes, and did not give him a chance to get close at all. As long as he entered Serel ’s thirty steps, he lost enough of the roundabout space and he may not even dodge, rubbing by Will be surrounded by all sides.

But this is probably just a deliberate illusion made by Serel ... With the power of the Black Cross, just opening the second valve, even if he opened the dream world, it is definitely not enough to suppress him.

Not to mention the thirty steps, even ten or thirty steps to grab yourself is just a blink of an eye ... Serior now does not use his full strength at all, and it is very likely that most of his attention is not on himself.

Complete control of the Holy Grail and opening the barriers of the two realms as quickly as possible are the most important things for him right now.

So the key to making a comeback is to take away the second holy grail of the Nine Stars in the short moment when the opponent is "distracted".

Glancing at Serior's cold smile and reaching towards his left hand, the dark-haired wizard showed an unknown trace in his heart.

Withered palms clenched tightly.

At about the same time, a huge sense of oppression came to the face; there was no room for resistance, and it was instantly suppressed.

The crackling loud noise exploded in the ear, the cold touch swept the body, the blood coagulated, and the heart stopped beating ...

Suddenly, the dark-haired wizard with blank consciousness stood indifferently, watching the black mist rolling against him like a beast.

In an instant, it was torn apart!

"boom!"

The moment before the touch, a translucent "light wall" shattered.

Magic spell, perseverance like ice.

The black fog that collided with the "light wall" was blocked for just a moment.

The stunned color flashed through Serior's eyes.

Suddenly, the consciousness of the dark-haired wizard recovered.

Magic spell, beyond perception.

The gray-blue pattern emerged in the bottom of my eyes, and the stunned Loren stood up sharply, sprinting with one hand to Serior, ten steps away.

"Snapped"

The stepping pace rippled like water droplets, putting Serel's every move into the lock, and the slightest changes were all slowed down and magnified indefinitely.

Curse, spiritual horizon.

Finally, with the help of "Beyond Perception", the pre-judgment of all attack routes was completed in advance ... Lorren rushed to Serel in desperation, and the "Dawn" sword was laid on the right with one hand.

"May the void ... be with you!"

One person's bright silver sword, three times the length of gray-blue swordmans.

The black mist that was thrown behind began to rush like crazy, and at the same time scrolling up and down from both sides and directly in front of him, surrounded the dark-haired wizards and stopped him.

In the more peripheral areas, the black mist that has almost covered the entire dream world is also rising from all corners and even the abyss on the edge of the dream, joining the siege.

Running, evading, swiftly turning, stopping suddenly ... The short thirty-step distance, the moment of breathing for a few seconds, the non-stop black-haired wizard is like a charge in a crowded melee battlefield, like entering an unmanned land.

Pieces of black mist were assimilated, obliterated, and torn into pieces in front of the tyrannical and pure void power;

The endless stream of smoke disappeared in front of the sword dance of the wheel dance.

Thirty steps, twenty steps, fifteen steps ...

The black cross standing still stared at the approaching figure coldly, without changing his face.

The indifferent expression looks like a ants overlooking the sky.

Fun, curiosity, contempt, ridicule, and fun.

"Bah!"

The surging black mist condensed into a sharp blade of real form, and collided with the sword to create a string of sparks; while the smoke disappeared, it also stopped the pace of the black-haired wizard.

Ten steps, no longer close.

Standing in place, Loren held the sword handle with both hands behind him.

Sword collection, sword extraction;

then……

"cut!!!!"

With an unmatched momentum, the gray-blue sword awn swept the spot.

The turbulent black mist like sea water disappeared while colliding with the sword sword.

Jianmang dispersed, and everything that was between Loren and Serel had disappeared; under the dark night of the burning nine-mang star, only two figures remained.

"clang!!!!"

The moment the big sword fell, it was blocked by the black mist pouring from Serel, and was blocked from the top of the head by less than a palm wide.

"I said ..."

The dark black pupils and gray-blue eyes stared at each other, and the dark-haired wizard one step away looked at the Black Cross with his eyes: "I will use this sword to knock you into a rotten ... I'll do it."

"Is it?"

Serel is frosty: "But the premise of threats. Only when you can do it, you have strength."

"And I also advise you that the best threat ... just don't threaten."

The dark-haired wizard sniffed.

The enemy who was just threatened refuted in his own words ... This is really the first time.

Clenching the hilt with both hands, the body of the icy big sword suddenly began to smoke, and gradually turned into golden red.

Curse, the fire of Turin.

"boom!!!!"

The fire burst, and the black mist disappeared; while in the middle of the exploding sea of ​​fire, the Black Cross Cerior ... still stood in place.

Intact.

"With this sword, knock me into a rotten ..." The Black Cross didn't even bother to make an expression: "Lorren Turin ... is far inferior to me in the power of the void, and you can't even really hurt me. How do you do this? "

"Reluctantly open this ridiculous dream world, blocking part of my power can only make you reluctant to survive. But power is power, the power in the void is absolute, and if you do n’t transfer your ideas, even if there is only a line The strong still surpasses the weak, and this ... no doubt! "

"No amount of tricks or tricks can change this cold and cruel fact;"

"Even if the rules of this world cannot restrict you as a stranger, even if your ridiculous trick can cause me a little damage, it is still not as fast as my strength recovers;"

"Because, I ... above you!"

The extremely cold words echoed in the mind of the dark-haired wizard.

"Ah ... I started talking again, how much do you have no friends."

Heartlessly, he continued to risk his life, and the dark-haired wizard with a dignified expression clutched the hilt of the "Dawn" sword with both hands.

The black mist blocking the sword front has begun to wrap up the entire sword body; the black mist that has just disappeared has once again covered all the visible corners of the entire dream world, and it has continuously poured out of the abyss on the edge of the dream.

Ruined towers, empty courtyards, castles outside the large library, dilapidated walls ... all covered with black fog; the "fog", which is full of strong void power, even began to erode the area covered by it, all Everything is breaking down at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Even the flaming nine-pointed star above the head is much dimmer than it was at the beginning.

Even if there are already dream worlds separated, it is still impossible to stop the penetration of Serel's power; it is only a matter of time before the entire dream world is corroded, collapsed or even assimilated.

What a terrible power ...

Even so, this is not even the real power of Serel ... If the dream world is completely corroded and collapsed, I am afraid that I really have no room for changing hands. One face is wiped out, and it ends like Eckhart.

Of course, it could be worse ...

The expressionless Sériel narrowed his eyes gently and raised his right hand; the black mist rolling around stretched out two "tentacles", one left and one right protruding behind Loren.

That's right, the poor ants have realized the gap between each other, and began to fall into despair.

This is the end of the entertainment program, and it is impossible to have any fun to continue it; of course, the ants will always resist the corner before they die, but that is not a problem.

When the two holy grails become one, the barriers of the two realms are opened, and the power of the void completely controls the entire physical world, and everything is under their own control ...

He can try to make this stranger resist, let him challenge the obstacles that stand in front of him again and again in his palm world, climb step by step, have the highest authority in the world, and even further overstep the gods, defeating angels and demons, Evil gods and saints have become the so-called "successors", "winners", "conquerors" ... the achievement of all indifferent titles.

By then ... um?

Looking at the magic circle that suddenly opened at his feet, Serel frowned slightly.

Have not given up struggling yet?

"Of course not."

Clenching the back molars, the dark-haired wizard smiled in the corner of his mouth: "I said it, I threatened it ... I did it!"

The words fell, and the magic circle underneath opened completely to the entire dream world.

"boom!!!!"

The violent roar came, the floor tiles underneath fell apart, and the whole dream fell into endless darkness.

It looks like a pool of standing water that can't see the bottom, eating both figures at the same time.

Sound, light, airflow, warmth and coldness ... Everything that can be felt from the outside world is swallowed up by this endless darkness.

Curse, the dream of solitude.

Looking around the darkness, a smile of disdain left the corner of the dark-haired wizard's mouth.

"This ridiculous trick is your hole card?" Serel said with a smile: "Change the objective rules and revise them ... good ideas, but still too much rough, and at a glance, I learned a lot from others. Runes, temporary scratches, are nothing new except ideas. "

Despite this, the alert Serel rolled up the black mist and backed away slightly from the previous position.

"Yes, as you said, this is just nothing new, temporary scratch emergency thing." Loren's voice came from the darkness:

"I have always had an inertial thinking. The ultimate principle of the mantra is to rely on the power of the void to deceive the material world. Then, to maximize the effect of the mantra, using the power of the material world itself is the best choice."

"But since it is all using the power of the natural world, why must we use the most direct way? Since earth walls, air waves, flames and explosions can appear out of nothing ... then refract light, perceive flips, create hallucinations ..."

"It even distorts the laws within a certain range, allowing the earth to melt, the shadows to become entities, and the water to burn ... even to set new laws ... just like games, guessing punches, wooden men, blackjack ... are possible. "

"So I thought about it. Is there a spell that can isolate all spells?"

"Is it possible to use the principle of the power of the void to create a new rule that isolates all the power of the void not just the enemy, but everyone, within a certain range and time, can no longer use the slightest force of the void , Can only rely on its unexpected strength to fight. "

"In the darkness where you can't hear sound, can't see the light, and have an unbalanced sense of body ... fighting with life."

In the dark, Loren with a sword stepped forward: "So, I called it the" Dream of Solitude ". For me, who has a difficult name, this is already the most appropriate one I can think of. Now. "

"Ridiculous, don't you think I don't know all this? For me, your pale and boring memory has no secrets at all, as long as I want to know, I can read it at any time; I have already seen you through the arrogant strangers!"

"Really, what are you waiting for now?"

With a light breath, Loren smiled disapprovingly: "Why can I still stand here alive?"

"It seems that it is because of my kindness that you have lost your awe and become so ignorant." Slowly speaking, the black cross with a cold expression raised his right hand:

"Maybe I should have experienced the same pain as some holy cross dregs before you died, so that you can understand how you are ..."

The voice came to an abrupt stop ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The expression flashed a little surprised.

"Ah, it seems that you have discovered it?"

The voice of Loren echoed in the darkness, which was a deep mocking.

"Lorren Turin, you ..."

"Yes, with the power I don't mention at all in front of you, it's a fantasy to want to seal your void reaction." The dark-haired wizard said coldly:

"But I can block the power of the void that infiltrated into the dream world and keep them out of the" dream of solitude "At least until I thoroughly drained my last energy, you ... the great and invincible Black Cross ... will never Have endless power! "

"Now you ... are just a more powerful evil spirit."

"And for things like hunting evil gods, I am a stranger who is not worth mentioning ..."

"Specially good!"