"Dwarven true blood, it's really a terrifying thing."

Rochester had an ugly smile on his face and sighed sincerely, "You two, I don't know if you have noticed that the state of this triangular land I have built is actually a bit special at this time. ”

Durand was silent.

The Knife Soul looked down and frowned and asked, "Do you mean this annoying black?" ”

"Oh, it's not enough." Rochester smiled.

The land was originally covered with a thick fog, but as Rochester's mind moved, the fog slowly dispersed.

Durand and the Knife Soul shook at the same time, only to find that in the entire heart space, there were black clouds above, and black magma below. And between the dark clouds and the magma, the triangular black land mass suspended is actually not a horizontal land, but a ...... Erected!

The two horns, representing the "Capable Body" and the "True Eye", are raised high, while the Horn of the Self, where Rochester himself is located, sinks to the bottom, aiming at the black magma below.

Durand and Knife Soul are still standing on the erect face, face down! From the perspective of Durand and the Knife Soul, you can see that not far behind Rochester is black magma.

Duland's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked solemnly: "Rochester, is this land you built all the time sinking?" ”

Rochester smiled, "Sure enough, you can see it." ”

Duland's face became even more grim, and he asked again: "What happens when the horn of the self you represent sinks into that black magma?" ”

"I ...... will disappear. ”

"Wait!" The sword soul shouted, "Black land, erected land, sinking land—what does this have to do with the dwarven war?" Didn't you talk about the real purpose of this war before? ”

Durand sighed and said to the sword soul, "Don't you understand? Du, you should remember that the triangulation system in my body is horizontal, right? ”

"yes."

"The level of the triangular system means that the power distribution of the triangle of 'energy body', 'true eye' and 'self' is balanced. Actually, a slight tilt is nothing. But the black land under our feet is completely crooked. Becoming erect, can't you figure out why? ”

The sword soul glanced at Rochester, and his eyes flickered: "You mean, the corner of the self where this guy Rochester is located is too heavy, so the triangle system is completely crooked, so that the other two corners are warped?" And the land keeps sinking, also because the horns of the self are too heavy? ”

Durand said: "That's how it should be. The black land, the erected land, and the sinking land, all because the angle of the self is so heavy that the whole triangular system is out of balance. ”

The sword soul said in disbelief: "The horn of the self is so heavy that it can actually the 'horn of the capable body' and the 'horn of the true eye' at the same time?" This...... Is it because of the dwarven true blood? ”

The reason why Rochester in the corner of the self is not a ghost or a ghost. It's because it's integrated with the dwarven black blood.

The sword soul was shocked in his heart, what the hell is that true blood?

Durand stepped forward and stared at Rochester: "Aren't you going to make it clear?" What is your dwarven blood? And where did it come from? ”

Rochester didn't answer Duland's question directly, but just smiled and said, "The strength of the dwarven true blood lies in its purity. I start a war to separate some of the dwarven black blood and inject it into the bodies of other creatures, and they will become dwarves. Then I recycle the blood. This one is in between. The black blood of the dwarves will be mixed with the blood of a small amount of creatures of various races. I call this process: dilution. ”

"Dilution?" Durand's eyes flashed with anger.

Rochester said that the power of dwarven blood lies in its purity. Dilution, then, means mixing in impurities so that they are no longer pure.

This "dilution". That's what Snell calls "weakening."

I only heard Rochester continue: "Since the Dwarven War, how many creatures have been transformed by me?" Hmm, let me count...... Well, too much. There are so many that I can't even count them. And the meaning of these creatures is to let me dilute the dwarven true blood in my body. ”

"Dilution represents weakening. Weaken my dwarven true blood, weaken my horns. Nerfed to ...... I have control over the black blood. Instead of being controlled by the black blood. ”

Hearing this, Durand already understood.

Rochester didn't know where to get that terrible black blood and integrated it into his own horns, but he couldn't control that powerful power at all.

As a result, the triangular system in the body was out of balance, the two corners of the energy body and the true eye were completely deserted, and the remaining horns of the self were only left with the power of the dwarves, and the original strength of the battle mage was very little.

Being strong is good, but being too strong can be a disaster.

Rochester turned his gaze to the sword soul: "Duland's sword, your strength is very interesting, even the dwarven true blood can't withstand your judgment." That's why I've always wanted to get you, turn you into a dwarf, and then reap the harvest. Once your judgment power is incorporated into my body, perhaps my problem will be solved. ”

The sword soul remembered that he had fallen into Rochester's hands for a short time, and he couldn't help but be afraid for a while, gritted his teeth and laughed fiercely: "Do your daydreaming!" Duland, it seems that you have made the right decision to strictly forbid me to devour the black blood of the dwarves to strengthen myself. ”

And Durand seemed to think of something, looked at Rochester, and asked in a low voice: "So, the knife I pierced your heart before actually didn't kill you, but helped you weaken the dwarven true blood in disguise?" ”

Durand made this speculation, mainly because Rochester seemed to be killed and no longer took on the form of a dwarf, but instead changed back to the form of a battle mage.

Rochester didn't hide it either, nodding: "Yes." To be honest, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect your knife to kill me completely, but instead helped me solve a big problem...... The overstrength of the dwarven blood has completely imbalanced the power in my body, and since the war I have only fought you with the power of my own horn. And now, the power of my horn of self has weakened a little, but the whole triangle has been reawakened! ”

The black land mass beneath his feet gradually made a dull sound, getting louder and louder, until finally it turned into a violent roar!

Both Durand and Knife Soul clearly felt that the erected land mass was recovering from slow to fast, to a horizontal state.

Once fully restored, although the strength of the Horn of the Self will be a little smaller, the overall strength of Rochester will skyrocket by a lot!

Localized weakening. In the end, it is for the overall reinforcement.

The speed at which the land regains its balance is not constant and slow, but it is slow at first, but it will get faster and faster as it recovers, and once it is fully restored, Rochester will completely surpass the strongest.

He will become a battlemage who wields the power of the dwarves, not a pathetic puppet controlled by the power of the dwarves.

"Come on, Duland. It's just a good time for you to come, because that's your last chance to stop me. ”

Rochester stood up with such a strong momentum that he seemed to be the master of the world. He is indeed the sole ruler of the world in this heart.

Durand stood firmly on land with a shrinking inclination. Staring at Rochester, his face calm.

Now that the situation has been clarified, Durand is at peace in his heart.

What level of powerhouse is in front of him, it doesn't matter to Durand at all. If you don't really fight, no one knows what the outcome will be or what the result will be.

"Du, come here." Durand whispered.

"It seems that I can't do it if I don't work hard." The sword soul sighed, turned into a streamer, and fell into Duland's palm. "Hey, Duland, you're going to take me and try to survive. I'm still waiting for the final return to the furnace with you! ”

Durand held the judgment in his hand and looked at Rochester, whose breath was getting stronger and stronger. Smiled slightly: "This is natural." ”

……

……

Outside.

Rochester's heartbeat had completely stopped. Duland, Knife Soul, Rochester, all three seem to have become sculptures, not moving at all.

But the truly strong will feel that an incomparably strong aura is emanating from their bodies.

The most dangerous wrestling and confrontation. It's already unfolding out of sight!

"What the hell is going on?" Catherine looked at her father, and then at the two figures in the distance in the fierce battle, and her heart was full of doubt.

The older sister who calls herself "Sendlow". At this time, she was wearing the lady's armor made of ancestral stone slabs, and she was suppressing Shuangtian to the downside. She held a seven-colored stabbing sword, and every time the sword came out, there seemed to be a small world on the tip of the sword.

Catherine had never seen that kind of swordsmanship, and it seemed to be beyond the rules!

Shuangtian, who was suppressed by the downwind, seemed to be depressed, and roared: "Sendlow, what are you doing so desperately? The top priority is to kill Rochester, or we'll all die when he fully recovers! ”

Sendlow was on the offensive, and said lightly: "On the Rochester side, outsiders can't interfere if they want to." Now only Dudu, who is deep inside Rochester's body, has the potential to stop him. ”

Shuangtian wanted to say something, but he retreated under Sendlow's fierce offensive.

Catherine barely bred her spirits, gathered her strength, and prepared to step forward to help.

But he heard Sendroo's gentle and nice voice coming: "Little Catherine, you have a good rest, you don't need to go to war." Shuangtian and I are both the embodiment of the will of the plane, and the only one who can deal with him is me; He is the only one who can deal with me. It doesn't make much sense for others to meddle. ”

Catherine's body shook: "The ...... of the will of the plane Incarnation? ”

It can be seen that Shuangtian, who neither his father Durand nor the prophet Thoreau could kill before, is constantly gushing blood from his body at this time with the battle.

"Sendlaw, do you have to get along with me?" Twin Heavens roared angrily.

Sendro slashed off Shuangtian's left arm with a sword, and said coldly: "Shuangtian, not long after I was born, you noticed my existence and led an army of priests to attack the fortress of Yongzhan, beating me into a child, losing my memory, and having to hide to barely save my life. It's not me who has to get along with people, it's you. ”

The original Learmons sacrificed himself and incarnated into the plane, but I am afraid that he did not expect to give birth to a new plane will, and he was also a woman.

In fact, each plane has a will, but there are only three planes in which the will is incarnated as a human being.

The first is the Twin Heavens of the Twin Heavens.

The second is Sunderlow of Sendlo.

The third is the ancestor of the demon elves of the demon elf plane. Back then, the goblins and elves split and a big war broke out, precisely because the Double Heaven Realm was afraid of the existence of the ancestor of the elves, so they added fuel to the flames behind the scenes.

The life and death of the ancestor of the demon elves are still unknown.

And Shuangtian and Sendro will also be divided between victory and defeat at this moment, and they will be separated from life and death.

"Sendlaw, ahem...... Your strength is even more powerful than before. Among your sword moves, there are actually a lot of Durand's shadows. ”

Shuangtian was covered in blood, and said with a cruel smile, "But you have also noticed, if you want to really kill me, you ...... Death too. ”

"yes, I know."

Sendlow was silent for a moment, and showed a bright smile, "I met Du Du, fought side by side, and slept in Du Du's ancestral stone slab to this day, when I stood up and fought you again, I already had the consciousness of dying in battle." ”

Sendro waved his hand to disperse the long sword in his hand, an action that made Shuangtian slightly stunned.

Then, I saw Sendro put his palms together, and his beautiful long hair suddenly rolled upside down and flew up.

Her eyes suddenly burst into a bright light, as bright as seven-colored stars.

Then, with a bang, Sendlow's whole person exploded, and she turned into a miniature version of Sendlow's plane, enveloping the twin heavens.

"This is—the Great Realm is coming?!" Fear finally surged in Shuangtian's eyes, and he screamed, "After the Demon Elf Ancestor, you have also practiced this move!" (To be continued......)