When he learned the news of the War Paradise All-Star Invitational Tournament, the Grand Arcanist's heart was broken.

He knew very well that with the main tone of this game, the map of the invitational tournament would definitely choose modern warfare or future warfare, and the type of ancient warfare he was good at would not become a competition map at all.

Although he is also a popular anchor, he can only show his skills in ancient maps, and when he arrives on modern maps, he will show his cowardice and can only end up being beaten.

However, the Grand Arcanist is also very aware that this kind of competition may become a meteoric increase in his popularity, and he will become a real "popularity king", if he can win the invitational tournament, he will definitely become famous in a fight, and his income can be directly doubled!

After receiving an invitation from Pulse Entertainment, he decisively tried to arrange several rounds of modern maps, all of which ended in a miserable defeat.

As for the reason for the defeat, it was not so much unskillful as "incompatibility".

As a fan of historical games, the Grand Arcanist joined the game precisely to experience ancient warfare. He has no interest in modern warfare with bullets and bullets at all.

For this reason, every time he enters a modern map, he has a subtle pain in the egg, not only does his reaction speed become sluggish, but even the basic operations go wrong.

Realizing that he would not survive the modern map, the Grand Arcanist did not choose to give up, but instead thought differently.

- If you can get powerful skills or equipment from ancient maps that are suitable for modern maps, you may still have the strength to fight.

Then, the Grand Arcanist also made a decisive change of strategy and began to search for powerful skills and equipment in the ancient map to prepare for the upcoming competition.

In order to maintain secrecy, he did not start the live broadcast as usual in the days before the start of the game.

The Grand Arcanist seized his last moments and photographed almost all the ancient maps, and just as he had begun to play to the point of confusion, he finally found what he needed in the map called "Frozen Savia Valley".

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"No matter how cruel you are, you're just human. When humans come into contact with the gates of hell, their bodies will melt completely......"

The whisper with its own echo sounded again, and the blood blade frowned and walked to the dark red door at the top of the stairs, and said angrily, "Can you stop talking nonsense?" ”

By now, of course, she knew what skills or special equipment the Grand Arcanist was using. But what annoyed her the most was the other party's continuous provocations.

She prefers brutal and fierce battles to pointless mouth cannons. In Bloodblade's opinion, if he had this kind of skill, he wouldn't leave so much time for the other party at all.

As she spoke, she was already standing in front of the bone-strewn door, and was about to reach for the doorknob, when she suddenly retracted like an electric shock.

- His right hand is melting at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Under the astonished gaze of Bloodblade, the skin on the back of her hand began to disappear, revealing scarlet muscles, which were also turning into blood, and the pale bones hidden below began to be exposed to the air.

At the same time, there was a sharp pain. The built-in pain isolation skill seems to have failed, and it can't isolate the terrifying pain even if it is weakened to a third.

"Ah......h

Bloodblade narrowed his eyes at his right hand, which was turning into bone, and tried to move his knuckles, but found that he could still move.

What's going on?

The killer didn't say anything, but grasped the doorknob with her aching right hand, only to hear a click, and her phalanges broke apart and shattered to the ground.

"You told me to open the door, huh? Idiot. ”

Bloodblade looked down at his abandoned right hand, and his left hand, which was also beginning to mutate: "Let me die outside the door, is what you want to see?" ”

"No ......"

The mournful whisper sounded again, and sneered, "You won't die there, you'll just lose your arms." ”

The other party's words were as effective as ever, and with a sharp pain that was unbearable, the arms of the bloody blade turned into mutilated dry bones. With the loss of both hands, you can't even open your backpack.

The killer who had lost his arms stood motionless in front of the door at the end of the stairs, staring at the bone spurs on the door without blinking.

"And then what are you going to do? Idiot. ”

Even though it seemed to be in a desperate situation, the expression on Bloody Blade's face regained its composure again, revealing his usual cruel smile: "I guess, the reason why you went to such great lengths is because you can't kill me directly, right?" ”

The Grand Arcanist didn't answer.

"Your stupid skill, presumably through psychological cues, makes the enemy think that you are injured, and then becomes weak." The bloody blade gritted its sharp teeth and shook the remaining bones in his arm: "That's why you need to induce me by saying those words, if you don't say it, nothing will happen to me at all." Right? ”

The other party remained silent.

"I don't care how you manipulate consciousness, but I'm sorry, this kind of thing is only effective for those cowardly fools, and I didn't know the situation just now, so I fell in your way." Bloodblade snorted contemptuously.

With her hoarse words, the arms that had been turned into dry bones began to grow blood again, and even the clothes that had been corroded together were restored to their original state. And the "Gate of Hell" in front of her, the bone spurs and blood stains on it also disappeared and became an ordinary wooden door.

"What other tricks do you have?" Bloodblade bent down and picked up the pistol that had just been thrown away from his feet, the shiny body of the gun looked like a new product, and there was no trace of rust in the "nightmare".

"Hehe......"

Even when the scene in front of him returned to normal, the demon's whispers did not disappear, and after the echoing laughter of the Grand Arcanist, the door in front of Bloodblade suddenly returned to the appearance of the gate of hell:

"You think this is just some kind of 'psychological suggestion'? Poor worm. The ritual of summoning demons has succeeded, and you ...... It will become a new sacrifice! ”

Before the words fell, a large amount of blood-drenched arms suddenly stretched out from the wall next to the blood blade, and dozens of skinless bodies kept struggling and crawled out of the wall.

The weapons these monsters hold in their hands seem to be made of human bones. At this time, they were looking at each other with the round eyeballs and bloody blades hanging in their eye sockets, completely blocking the way and retreat of the murderer.

"Hah, do you want to play this set......"

Facing the skinless monster that was eyeing him, Bloody Blade suddenly sneered, but instead put down the weapon in his hand and met it defenselessly.

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