August 26, 2110 22:00 "Disillusionment" Dragon City

One hit kills, nothing can be seen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

announced that all his efforts in the past two days have been in vain.

Walking out of the resurrection point in disbelief, the players next to him all looked up to the sky and yelled wqnmlgb, and then walked away with their waiting partners as if nothing had happened, and he was the only one over there.

After a while, the other players who didn't wait for anyone began to wonder how the player looked lost. There is a buddy with a lot of imagination who has begun to push on love and hate. As soon as the teasing voice was louder, I saw the stone statue move.

Seeing that it was coming towards him, this guy thought he was here to seek revenge, so he hurriedly put on a smiling face of "I'll just say this, brother, don't go to my heart", but he was left by mistake and did not leave a word.

Did he hear that?

Word.

But what makes Yang Xingming more sad than the gossip is the equipment, the level, and the butterfly effect of the system's CAO egg again!

Snowy General, lv45 (Violet Class)!

This mood can no longer be contained, Yang Xingming buried his head, ignored the strange eyes of passers-by, and ran wildly towards the western district.

Panting for breath, in front of the stall of the red-capped snow rock.

"You're here, here's today's payment." The red-capped snow rock threw Yang Xingming's application for a transaction.

"Snow Rock." He didn't accept it, and clicked 'cancel', "Is there a mage wand, level 25 is fine, after deducting today's payment, it is not enough for me to make up for it." ”

Only then did Red-Capped Snow Rock notice that the jade-grade staff that had been by his side was gone.

It has been turned into a tuition fee, and Yang Xingming has given a practical lesson called "The Butterfly Effect".

22:15 "Disillusionment" Dragon City, Frozen Snow Front Station (Lv30)

Still need a challenge?

The crusade against hidden professions has become a trend in the world of "Disillusionment", and the conversation between ordinary players and those who don't know is: have you found those arrogant hidden professions today?

As a result, Yang Xingming could not appear in the leveling ground of this level, so none of the tasks related to this could be carried out.

The solid expert level of the copy "War Song of Serbia" is too inefficient for a level 25 death meteor, and the high-risk and high-reward Nightmare level and Purgatory level have no score because they have no team.

It seems that he only has this last path left: skipping the level of monster farming.

But! The damn system doesn't even give him this last way to live now.,Level 45 Snow General,Once he appears, he will patrol in front of the Snow Domain.,Unless you kill it.,And it's unknown if it's level 35 next time it's refreshed.。

Deeper in the snowy plateau, not only the monster level is too high, but also the accompanying skill is a very haunting frostbite deceleration technique, he is a crispy mage relying on the demon emperor's essence blood Although it can be gnawed down, but at most two waves, then he must retreat, not to retreat to the safety zone, but to go back to the city directly, repair equipment and supplies.

There is no other choice, this snowy general is already the biggest obstacle between him and the emperor (leng) diagram (xiao) hegemony, if you don't kill him now, one will lose the other, the snowball will roll big, and everything will be ruined!

He must die, now, immediately, immediately!

To sum up, the answer is yes.

But how to kill? Yang Xingming has a strategy to know that the weakness of the Snow General is true, but the strategy will always play an auxiliary role, and cannot be used as the main force of output, in the face of the absolute strength gap, it can only ensure that you can run or die gracefully.

There's nothing you can do, this is a space mage, a hidden profession.

Even the system personally acknowledges the extension system of the seven professions with unlimited potential.

If you lose, you will lose in a tendon, if you change the angle, won't this be solved? Congratulations, Xiao Ming, you ~ are very lucky, standing in front of you, Uncle Ben, I am a textbook exquisite heart, let me show you a bright road. He stood up and made a turn that he thought was handsome, trying to add some strength to his grand remarks, but he sat on the top of the lone star opposite with a skeptical expression.

The unlucky moment reminds me of the unlucky person.

Unlucky quadratic.

Yang Xingming gave him who likes 'exaggerated' aesthetics in his heart and the tree that didn't give him a good life, which didn't have much weight, but actually just comforted his middle finger, and physically strategized his hands and feet to climb to a high place.

A different perspective? If I had to break the mold, the only thing I could do right now was ......

Sure enough, the Snow General walked around below with a blood-colored spear, surrounded by snow monsters that didn't care about him and hung high. But it is foreseeable that once the common enemy Yang Xingming appears on the scene, not only will they not turn a blind eye, but they will immediately unite with the outside world.

After checking his condition, Yang Xingming took a deep breath, took out a bottle of dark blue potion from his bag, and pulled out the oak cork.

Take a gamble, you can, Yang Xingming!

Although there are still three questions that remain unanswered.

Take it, the blood of the Demon Emperor.

Chanting, spatial awareness

Wow, it looks like the front is high-energy, I'm so nervous, I want to listen to music when I'm nervous, let me go and change a CD, what to change, let me think, the piano piece "Clotian Fantasia" is good.

The music begins, and the first act, is called the introductory phrase of the Spatial Vortex.

"Four images survive, eight directions to build...... Its name is called the space vortex. ”

With the Snow General as the center, three circular spatial planes are distorted, like a palette of three primary colors. The affected snow monsters fur up, and each could see the blood-red eyes of their companions, searching for the master of the killing feast that was about to begin, and slashing the snow in front of them with their claws as if to vent their anger, not knowing that he was already on high ground, quietly admiring.

The first problem is solved: space vortices can be cast in different planes.

The Snow General who was superimposed by the three spatial vortices had a fearless face, and the keen perception given by the Violet level made him sense that the culprit was above and looked up mechanically, if it was not 180 degrees in front of him, then he turned around with a little difficulty, and sure enough, he found it.

"Spotted offenders in the snowy region."

In his ears, the words of torture were clearly audible, and the head of the gun was only a foot away from his neck.

"Kill no ......" spear made a blasting sound of breaking the wind, and the snowflakes that were too late to dodge when stepped on, and directly took the head of the enemy.

Only this time, I won't repeat the same mistakes.

Musical, Act II, titled Spatial Shock.

"Announce! Spatial Element ...... The space opened up here is called "Space Shock Field". ”

I only felt a thrust from behind me that pressed my spine, like a surging tide, slamming Yang Xingming out, and suddenly rushed out of the high ground, without the support of Mother Earth, anyone would feel the crisis of instinct, and the impact had not yet dissipated, Yang Xingming reluctantly turned around and saw the Snow General who chased to the edge and the snow monster who heard the explosion and raised his head below.

Sure enough, this is the same as the strategy, the Snowy General's instantaneous slash has a cooling limit, so I don't know if it's still 1 minute.

After jumping into the sky, the fear of falling finally sprouted in his heart, Yang Xingming closed his eyes tightly, pressed the staff below his waist, and regardless of whether the target was in the crosshairs, he opened his mouth and chanted: "Announce!" The power of the earths and spaces...... The agglutination materialized into a ripple, repelling the pagan religion and praising the name of God, this Dharma name is called the Dimensional Split. ”

With a bang, the snow on the surface was blasted out of a two-person high snow curtain, enveloping Yang Xingming, who was in free fall.

Because the reverse shock wave of the dimensional crack slowed down Yang Xingming's fall, he was able to land with his feet slightly decently, but immediately fell to his knees unsteadily, Yang Xingming, who was not yet mentally prepared, subconsciously straightened his hands and pressed the thinned snow, but because he couldn't buffer, he immediately bent his arms, and his face had a close contact with Bai Xue.

Oops, cramps in the limbs!

It's not a negative state given by the system, but a natural response from the body.

He was now facing the snow, with his back to the air, unable to move, only his mind running at high speed.

Based on the fact that the space vortex did not send a hint of hitting the target, it was determined that the snow monsters happened to all die in the dimensional rift.

According to the fact that he can be shocked into the air, it is judged that the space shock can be used on himself, and only the shock effect is affected, and the second problem is solved.

And, judging from the numb scalp and the chill in his back, he judged that the Snow General had launched an attack on him.

The snowy general took a few dozen steps back, then accelerated his run, jumped over the edge of the high ground, and found Yang Xingming trapped in the snow when he took off, then held the spear with his right hand and left hand, danced three times in the air, turned sideways, put the spear in the center, and aimed at the target's head.

Move it! He said to himself in his heart. His arms began to tremble irregularly.

He heard, the whirring wind and snow, and the sound of spears hunting to match it.

Move it! He said to himself mentally as his legs began to move in small areas.

He smelled the smell of blood, stained with the heart and lungs that had been killed in seconds not long ago.

Move it! He said to himself in his heart, but his limbs would not listen to him.

He felt it, pure killing intent. So familiar, so painful!

Move, move, fuck the body, if you want to live, do it to Lao Tzu, I don't want to, I really don't want to-

Die again.

He said to himself in his heart, with tears in his voice.

The spears had arrived, raising a curtain of snow that was even higher than before, obscuring out all the scenes that had taken place in it.

For a while, at least the snow had almost fallen, covering the rusty armor of the Snowy General with a thin layer of snowcoat.

Maintaining the previous posture of holding the spear with both hands, although he jumped from a high hill, paralysis is common to everyone, and the snowy general who is based on people is no exception.

Beneath the tip of the spear was a bleeding right leg and a pool of blood the size of a basin.

Ding~ System Prompt: Your right leg is pierced, taking -600 damage, and inflicting -40 bleeding per second (non-healing) and 70% slowing.

"Ahh

Tears and snot covered the whole face, the mouth was wide open, inhaling and panting, and from time to time tears and snowflakes fell in.

He was so painful, this heart-rending pain he wanted the Snow General to give him a good time.

Sting.

The gun was pulled out, and the snowy general resumed the operation.

The blood flowed more, and the screams got louder.

The Snowy General adjusted the head of the gun and pointed at Yang Xingming's resentful eyes.

It won't be crooked this time.

"The two rites are born together, the foundation is built in all directions, and I am blessed by the shadow of the Lord God and given me a call. The rhythm of space, the reversal of cause and effect, in the name of Kronos, through my hands, control the space at this moment - the space door, open it for Lao Tzu! ”

Beneath the bloodstains, the light flashed.

The ants that were struggling there slowly sank.

When the spear stabbed him, he escaped into the vast snow.

Music Jan, the epilogue of Act III, titled Space Gate.

For a moment, he disappeared and disappeared into this world.

The keen perception bestowed by the Violet level told the Snow General that the prey did not escape, but was only quite far away, far, far away.

How is it possible that the prey is rapidly closing the distance with itself?

The Snowy General looked around blankly, there was no sign of high-speed movement, so the answer was only-

He raised his head and looked at the blue sky.

Heavenly!

In the cloudless sky, the sun shone down on the earth, and a small but abrupt black dot flashed into the light of holiness and love, which gradually grew larger, and the oppressive aura actually expanded.

Have you ever experienced bungee jumping?

Dangerous! So says the experience of many years of experience in the battlefield. The Snowy General tried to move, but his body told him that a powerful twist was holding him back.

It's the one who gives your life to a thick rope, and the working guy says it's going to count down to 3, but in fact pushes you out routinely when he counts to 2, and enjoys the thrill of your falling screams.

"Space Vortex, Three-Body Integration!" Three vortices were superimposed at the feet of the Snowy General.

It's easy to escape into the blood-stained soft snow, but set the exit to a thousand yards above the sky.

Realizing that he couldn't move, the Snowy General set his eyes on the high ground he had just jumped on, and a burst of snow wind surged under his feet. Attempting to use the teleportation technique that had just cooled down, he was pulled by the concussion that erupted directly above his head.

--Sure enough, when it was time to put it into practice, I realized the madness in my heart.

"Space Concussion Field!"

At a high altitude, the bloodstains were visible and clear in the line of sight, and the air that had long been accustomed to it around him showed a sense of presence at this moment, turning into a majestic wind pressure across the face, whistling in the ears, filling the nasal passages, and there was no sense of security in the body being supported, only the complete weightlessness of the fall, but I don't know how long it would take to fall.

Fear?

He had forgotten about the bleeding thigh.

Regret it?

When changing from a lying position to a vertical fall.

But the instinct to survive suppresses them all.

Can you feel it? The obsession in his heart prompted him to chant two spells in the air.

Under the combined action of the two skills, this level 45 violet-level boss was fixed on this bloodstain.

The trapped time is only 1 second.

Enough is enough.

He used his strong willpower to urge his arms to hold the staff, his legs crossed and crossed, his breathing was already disordered, and the suffocating prompt turned into a roar of "Weng Weng" constantly echoing in his mind.

The Violet-level perception did not deceive the Snow General: the prey did not escape, but hid in the most dangerous places waiting for the opportunity to turn into a hunter with a gun.

You're going to die.

Every cell in the body says so.

Not death in the game, but death in the real world.

Yes, I know, but can I go back now?

How brave, how reckless the consequences, and at the same time praise should be realized: what is the point of being forced to appear so fearless.

In any case, the form has now been reversed, because of a use of skills, because of a desperate impulse.

Hunter Yang Xingming held the staff tightly with both hands, the sharp head went down, opened his eyes and looked at the snowy general who was getting closer and closer, the look of fear was the most delicious spiritual food in Yang Xingming's eyes, and the mood of revenge was like gasoline sprinkled on the already burning anger.

In this moment, fear, anger, regret, pain, and small expectations all condensed into a cry of destruction.

"Ahh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

Die.

With a roar, he stabbed the staff from the top of his head.

Die, die.

The huge shell let out a scream so sharp that it could shake the snow off the leaves, and his fists slapped on the person standing above him like rain, and he just gritted his teeth and endured, clutching the staff, and pressing it in with the strength of his body, and pressing it in again!

Die, die, die!

You damn shit!

Although it is a wooden Huolin-level staff, it is blessed with the strength of the whole body and the vast kinetic energy converted from the gravitational potential energy, even if it is steel, I can pierce it to show you!

The staff was finally gone, leaving only a bend at the top, which was already stained with blood and filled with blood.

There was no rage, no awakening, and the snowy general, who was based on people, was pierced through the head and fell to the ground with a bang. Then it turned into a flurry of debris, brushed the blood that had not yet dried up, brushed a tearful teenager, and scattered in all directions, to tell the sky about a wonderful duel that broke out here.

Space doors do not have to be placed 90 degrees vertically on the ground, and can exist in different planes, for example, one on the ground and one in the sky. The third problem is solved.

Ding~ System prompt: You are in a coma for 10 minutes

Ding~ System Prompt: Congratulations on killing the Violet boss Snow General (level 45), because you are the first kill, you will get additional rewards.

Ding~ System Prompt: You gain 12000 experience and 25 credits

Serverwide Announcement: Players whose names are hidden (Space Mage) kill the Snowy General for the first time and gain 1 skill point and 400 national reputation points

Ding~ System Prompt: Congratulations on your upgrade, lv26

A string of prompts sounded like a salute next to Yang Xingming's ears, he closed his eyes tightly, lay on his back and fell to the ground, and after the upgrade, his physical condition returned to a full state, so his thighs no longer bleed, and his brain was no longer unconscious.

But the tears didn't stop yet.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

He shouted loudly at the forest, at the snow, at the sky above him, at all the sight in sight, and his voice was torn out to sound like a strange wild monkey.

The limbs and torsos slapped the ground like a demon, splashing white snowflakes on their bodies.

Do you have to be desperate for me, if you have to put all my money on it, will you hear my cry?

Do you just enjoy the thrill that I can either return with a full load or lose with a full plate?

Well, God, I can't help the luck, but the effort is under my control, let's ride a donkey and read a book, and we'll see!

August 26, 2110, a memorable day, was the first time Yang Xingming shed tears after returning from rebirth.