The imposter walked down the stairs of the Shadow Throne, step by step. Scarlet Eyes never left Lotta. Through the other person's eyes, Lotta could not confirm the emotions contained in such eyes.

A lot of cohesive feelings.

And the last seen.

It's in the will to fight.

The imposter stretched out his hand, and the black shadow flowed slowly, with a bewitching red light, condensed in his hand, and turned into a slender little flower umbrella. Spin the spear, shook out two beautiful spear flowers, and assumed an offensive pose.

Lying on the ground all around, the shadows of kneeling and worshipping also retreated.

A range of about 100 meters in diameter was freed up for them.

A battle is inevitable.

Lotta read out what the other party was trying to express, he naturally didn't flinch, stretched out his hand, and the genuine small flower umbrella condensed in his hand. This is a small white umbrella made of overclocking power. After countless times of further strengthening, it has tended to the most perfect form. The pure white gun body is surrounded by black traces, bit by bit, like a reversed galaxy.

"Battle ......"

In a vague way, Lotta seemed to have received such a message in the will of the other party.

action to answer.

Picked up the small flower umbrella and put on a fighting posture.

30 meters away from each other.

At this moment, it was as if the wind was blowing, and the shadows around were swaying.

There's no wind on the Shadow Plane.

The imposter couldn't help but attack first, and the small flower umbrella in his hand drew a trajectory with the red light of the demon, like a meteor crossing the sky, and like a long rainbow through the sun. At this moment, everything around him became dim, except for the red light in front of him, which was bewitching and dazzling.

The opponent's marksmanship is getting better and better.

Lotta didn't have the slightest fear, overclocking energy added, and milky white light flowed on his body, enveloping him. It seems that a layer of transparent snow white is smeared on top of a pure black high point, which looks two more weird.

The crisp sound of collision echoed around us.

The two spears collided.

Subsequently, the shadow of the gun was like a forest.

The sound of dense collisions is particularly harsh in this dead world.

Between the strength of the two sides, no one can help anyone when they fight. Lotta's overclocking energy has a powerful suppressive effect on the impostor, and the impostor uses his superb marksmanship to level it out.

The battle between the two sides has also turned into a contest of endurance.

Whoever runs out of energy first loses.

As the battle progressed, the imposter's strength slowly increased, and its form also changed, changing from the silhouette of a raccoon, strange bones grew from its back, strange shadows, and dark red light soaked his body.

Time lapse.

Lotta's own three energies are depleted, and the biggest hole card is also triggered. Immortality and shadow regrouping, black flames enveloped him, all the energy in his body was rapidly recovering, and his strength was increasing.

"Victory belongs to me after all!"

He sensed that the imposter's strength was weakening, and the energy supply in his body was insufficient.

But something that made him unthinkable.

Just as the imposter was getting weaker and weaker, a black light shot down from the Shadow Throne and injected into the imposter's body. The impostor, who had already become weak, became alive again.

The battle between the two sides became fierce again.

The shadows around him are receding, and the scope of the battle is constantly expanding. They silently watched the two men fighting, waiting for the final victory to appear.

One day, two days, the third day.

The battle has finally come to an end.

With a stabbing blow, Lotta flew the small flower umbrella in the imposter's hand, and the spear was pressed against the opponent's throat, announcing his final victory.

Three days.

After tens of thousands of tricks with the other party, in the baptism of the opponent's marksmanship, his own self is also constantly strengthening learning, and finally integrating his own understanding to create a unique marksmanship of his own.

Lotta stood tall.

Scarlet eyes looked down at the impostor.

The final result is announced in the tone of a victor:

"You lost, winner, it's me."

The imposter did not resist, but only took half a step back. Slowly, he half-knelt on the ground and lowered his head. The vague information gradually became clear, and the meaning of the other party also appeared in Lotta's mind.

"Boss."

"Da Mao, I didn't expect that among the three of you, you have grown the fastest, and you have not wasted your eldest brother's name."

There's nothing wrong with that.

This imposter is one of his former three younger brothers, as the big hair of the three guinea pig brothers.

"Tell me about this time."

Da Mao did not rush to explain his experience, but made a welcoming attitude and asked Lotta to sit on the Shadow Throne.

Lotta did not object and stepped forward.

The moment he sat down, a magical power also poured into his body.

It's as if there's some kind of connection with a shadow world.

A steady stream of energy poured into his body, as if he had gained control of all the world around him. It's like expanding the field. And the object of worship of the surrounding shadows was transferred to him. There is no doubt that he is the new king of these shadows.

"Can you give me this seat?"

"Follow in the Boss's footsteps, anytime, anywhere."

Lotta left the deepest impression on him, since he came to the Shadow World and turned into a muddy shadow creature. Da Mao composed his appearance according to the most impressive Lotta in his memory. Because of this, he took on the appearance of a raccoon, imitating the appearance and behavior of Lotta, and conjured a small flower umbrella as a weapon.

In the process of slowly honing, he practiced the marksmanship that Lotta did not have.

In the Shadow World, heeded the call of the Blood Moon and continued to devour and strengthen itself. As the strength of the gleaner grew, the subconscious that had been sealed slowly awakened. After meeting Lotta, his consciousness was even more stimulated, and his sobriety and growth accelerated.

That's why, after Lotta saw him, his strength increased at a terrifying rate.

He imitated the stratagems of Lotta.

Learn how Lota thinks.

Once in the forest, Lotta, who had no object to talk to, often chattered about the things of her previous life to her younger brother. His strength has increased, his wisdom has continued to rise, and Da Mao has also pointed out that he understands the intrigues and cunning brought by those stories.

And with this cunning, he is invincible in this dark world of shadows, which is pure black and almost acts according to instinct.

Finally came to this point.

"This throne is a center of the Shadow World, and after being recognized by the plane, you can obtain the endless power of the entire Shadow World. Gain the worship and recognition of all shadows. When I found it, it was empty, there was nothing here. The shadows here don't leave their territory. I don't know who his former owner was. ”

Regarding the throne, Da Mao couldn't give more explanations.

Lotta was relieved.

He didn't care.

"Da Mao, come on, meet Ermao and Xiao Ming, everyone misses you."