Every time you run to the point where you are exhausted and feel like you are about to die in the next second, you will feel more and more relaxed, the pain will disappear and you will feel stronger instead. It's often called pushing the limits.

And Zheng Ming felt this way at this time. The body, which was originally exercised in a peaceful daily life, burst out with incredible tenacity and strength under the tremendous pressure and external persecution.

And the way of providing energy to his body has also changed from the human way that he was accustomed to mixed with a slightly consuming way of mana. Forced to convert to a more efficient and powerful pure drain mana.

Low consumption, high returns. Like the most astute businessman, his body is carefully calculated, providing him with the most durable and most durable plan to maintain his combat strength.

Even now, when there is not much left of the serious consumption of mana, after changing a set of functional methods, he also has a terrifying lethality that is not inferior to the previous one. The only difference is that the damage range is reduced and the attack effect is cool.

"Boom."

At this time, he did not have the dragon scale armor that he was capable of composing, nor was there the slightest flame surrounding him. Only one inner armor provides a better defense than nothing. However, when the energy bomb that he dodged exploded not far behind him, he didn't even frown.

The expected slight impact was swept along with the heat wave, and instead of hurting Zheng Ming, who was rushing forward, it pushed him in the back, making him faster and more decisive.

However, as he got closer to the enemy in front of him, the fatigue grew. He could feel his water running away, his energy draining, and his strength decreasing.

The thin figure in a black robe on the opposite side who couldn't see his face clearly, saw Zheng Ming gritting his teeth and rushing forward, and laughed out loud.

"It's useless. Even if you walk in front of me, you won't have much strength left. My field is invincible. ”

Zheng Ming, who had stopped frowning and thinking, ignored the other party's blow, and lowered his head to summarize the information.

"It seems that this ability, which is similar to the withering aura, also has the same effect as the aura of weakness. And it's not that all places within the aura range have the same intensity, but the closer you get to him, the stronger it gets. ”

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming's eyes flashed, and a black needle bearer, Black Flame, broke through the air.

The black needle that shot at the opponent quickly made a "snort" sound, and it was difficult to advance in front of the opponent. However, the black needle, which had greatly reduced its speed, was easily dodged by the other party.

"You think I'm going to take it? Drogo has told us all your information. I wouldn't be careless enough to let you get close. Even if you get close, you won't get close until you're dead, and you'll only get close after a few slashes from afar. ”

Zheng Ming's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard this, to be honest, he did think of a strategy to show weakness and let the other party carelessly take the initiative to approach, but the other party's cautious words in line with his behavior made him dispel this idea.

Zheng Ming paid attention to his mana reserves. According to the little magic power left now, if he wanted to burst out with all his strength like before, it would only take more than ten minutes for his mana to be exhausted.

"If you let him go, it won't be long before the encirclement will be tightened, right? Wasn't my previous countermeasure a useless one? I can't help it. It can only be solved quickly. ”

sighed in a low voice, Zheng Ming's eyes were certain, and he rushed straight to the other party. As he ran, the black flames rose, and the black armor appeared.

"Snort."

When he used the black needle to attack the temptation before, the "snort" sound that Zheng Ming had noticed sounded again. And this time, perhaps because of the large-scale black flame burning, it is even more obvious. As the mana was rapidly consumed, the slightly darker field was distorted by the naked eye under the black flames.

After noticing that it was far easier than before, Zheng Ming immediately understood that Hei Yan was counteracting the ability of the realm, although he didn't know the principle. He clenched the Blood Goose Knife and slashed forward.

A sense of hardship came, and the realm continued to distort under the slash of the blood goose knife wrapped in black smoke, and the slightly darker color on it seemed to be burned into a gaseous state by the black flame, and wisps of black mist drifted out.

"Uh~ahhh

Looking at the Dornite mage who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, holding his head and wailing, Zheng Ming's eyes flashed thoughtfully. However, he quickly put away his flying thoughts, and the loss of mana was far more drastic than expected, and he did not allow him to think too much. Under the guidance of the Blood Goose Knife, Zheng Ming took the tip of the knife as the head and the body as the tail, and stabbed in front of the enemy and into the opponent's body like a sharp arrow.

The Blood Goose Knife fell straight down, piercing the back, thighs, and calves of the Dornish mage. At the same time, it also put an end to the other party's painful howl.

Zheng Ming looked down at the lifeless Dohen mage on the ground. It was the thin Dorn man in a black robe in front of him who was not good-looking, and he fell into a bitter battle.

"Damn, I wasted so much energy and energy."

Gritting his teeth, he complained that Zheng Ming had activated his devouring ability. After devouring the other party's corpse, Zheng Ming got up and looked around.

A bleak and withered scene. The lush leaves turned sallow and withered, falling to the ground, clattering when stepped on. The bare trees are also as dead as if they have lost their moisture. Even though the realm has dissipated, the surrounding scenery has not returned to its original state.

This was the power of the Dornish mage from before, and he was surrounded by a realm like a withered aura, destroying everywhere.

There was even a slime clone on the ground that had been scattered by Zheng Ming and served as a field of vision, which was not completely dead and was shriveled on the ground.

These little things that Zheng Ming used to open up the map vision and delay the encirclement of the Dornes were barely ranked. It only takes a few more shrubs to split itself. They are not in any way threatening, and the only thing that is commendable is that they are numerous.

And now in the face of the aura of the Dorn mage, the ability to disappear in swarms like those weeds. How could Zheng Ming endure the slime clones that had been developed so hard and the vast expanses that were wiped out? So there was a battle in which he came to kill the other party.

"Forget it, this direction will be abandoned. There's nothing to devour anyway. ”

Looking at the lifeless scenery around him, Zheng Ming gave up his plan to fill the place with slime clones again, and instead observed himself. Indeed, as the other party said, a gray robe with Shuofeng Green's face is incompatible. Moreover, the white body and skin color do not match the brown skin of the Dorn.

So he adjusted his mask again, changed into the appearance of the Dornite mage from before, and changed into a black robe. The other party's delicate face is matched with Zheng Ming's young height that has not yet fully developed, which is more credible.

Zheng Ming felt the slime clones that kept dissipating in his mind. It was as clear as a blank sheet of paper stained with ink spots.

"With the energy gained from devouring that mage, there are only four minutes left now."

After calculating the remaining mana, Zheng Ming sighed in a low voice and hurried in the direction of the rapid disappearance of another slime clone.

(End of chapter)