Although it is a game, cutting off one's arm also requires huge psychological endurance, not everyone will do it, if it is usual, Wang Mo will hesitate somewhat, but this time, he did not hesitate and did it categorically.

Because if he doesn't do it again, it will be irreparable!

Wang Mo gasped heavily, the red in his eyes gradually faded, and it was only then that he felt that his back was already all soaked with sweat.

At this time, Wang Mo was standing above the sky, his left arm disappeared shoulder to shoulder, and a large stream of blood was oozing out, Wang Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, and then took out a bottle of powerful Arcanognomic Elixir from his backpack, drank it, and the surging blue light continued to gush out, quickly stopping Wang Mo's bleeding effect.

After advancing to the epic level, like the Ember who has completely turned into a flame element and is immune to physical attacks, Wang Mo has also become an arcane element construct, no longer a simple physical body, although he is not immune to physical attacks, but he has received a new benefit.

That is, he no longer distinguishes between health and mana, for Wang Mo, life is mana, and mana is also health, he can consume any of these two values when he casts spells, and the same is true for blood loss, so others have to drink blood medicine when they have no blood, and Wang Mo has no blood as long as he drinks blue medicine.

Powerful Arcane Elixir, a powerful potion worth 10,000 gold to an arcane mage, a potion that can temporarily increase a mage's combat power several times, was eaten by Wang Mo as a blood vial.

At this time, the entire Dark City was completely silent, countless players looked at Wang Mo in amazement, and many felt dizzy.

Good and decent, why do you want to harm yourself for the magic melody?

Directly cut off his arm, in the legend of Carlando, although there is no such thing as disability, but if there is an injury such as amputation. It's not so easy to recover, it affects the combat effectiveness too much!

Many people's eyes were staring straight ahead, and with the colorful light that accompanied the broken arm quickly falling towards the ring, they could vaguely guess something, what was the reason that forced Wang Mo to throw away the ring, but it seemed that it was difficult to throw it away, and in a hurry, Wang Mo made such a choice.

Madera's silver ring fell to the ground, fell off Wang Mo's fingers, and rolled on the ground a few times. Gradually, the light subsided, and it regained its inconspicuous silvery white.

Wang Mo in the air watched the ring lose its light, exhaled a big breath, waved his palm, and retracted the silver ring belonging to his Madera back into his backpack, and the ring that lost its strength stayed in Wang Mo's backpack calmly as usual.

Wang Mo was silent for a moment, but still gave up his plan to continue studying it, the hidden energy in this thing. It was beyond his imagination, far from what he could touch now.

But it was also a blessing in disguise, and two prophets were seriously injured because of the ring. The Great Map Prophet was hit so hard that I am afraid that he will not be able to slow down for a long time, and the Soul Guardian Prophet was first attacked by Landnaru and then by the ring. It has temporarily lost its combat effectiveness.

Wang Mo won a precious respite.

His gaze fell on his severed arm, and he had to restore the severed left hand, otherwise it would affect his combat effectiveness too much.

The entire game world was shocked by Wang Mo's sudden move. I don't understand why Wang Mo suddenly harmed himself, only a very small number of smart and capable players vaguely guessed something from some channels.

Wang Mo in the sky has taken advantage of the rare opportunity of these three prophets to take a break and begin to recover from his injuries, the tide of blue light poured out from Wang Mo's body, and the arcane elves hidden in Wang Mo's heart continuously provided magical energy, repairing Wang Mo's body, and in the shocked eyes of the players, Wang Mo's broken arm began to regenerate little by little.

At this rate, I'm afraid that in less than a minute, Wang Mo will be able to fully recover.

However, this is not the point, Wang Mo took such a big risk and cut off his arm, wouldn't he charge some interest.

While healing, Wang Mo raised his head and looked around, the Minotaur Chief and the Queen of the Undead had already stood still, at this time, they couldn't intervene again, there were three legendary dragons in the sky, but the three prophets were weakened in an instant, how could this be fought?

Wang Mo's gaze looked around and fell on the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet in the middle, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth-

"Barak, Landnaru, kill him!"

Wang Mo's cold voice fell, causing the earthy yellow pupils of the Beast Soul Shaman Shaman to constrict in an instant, and with a turn of his gaze, the Sea Lord Barak had already roared angrily, and the inverted snake pupils glowing with cold light stared at him in horror and hideous, and the huge figure of Landnaru in the sky had also fallen.

They only have a short time and must take advantage of this time to solve a prophet!

The entire legend of Kalando, after the silence, and under Wang Mo's order, was completely boiling, and countless tribal players watched in horror as the two giant beasts pressed towards the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet, covering the sky and the sun, squeezing the Beast Soul Shaman's Beamon in the middle.

And countless alliance players are full of excitement, when the last natural wild prophet died, they were all shocked, and to be honest, the death of the natural wild prophet is a bit unclear, but now, there are two more demigod beasts under the banner of Flying Feather, which is about to kill a tribal prophet!

The players of the Good and Orderly Alliance, in terms of NPC power and even the entire PVP, have always been a little inferior to the tribe, because the eleven sages of the alliance are only double talents, three talents, and most of them are legendary, and the six prophets of the tribe are all demigod-level dual professionals!

Speaking of PVP, that is, the battle between players and players, the undead of the evil and orderly tribe has the will of the undead against the sky, and can resist or even be immune to many spiritual magics, the orc race has a terrifying talent for madness, and every orc player is born with an explosive ultimate, especially the orc berserker warrior, the double berserk superposition is simply terrifying to be incomparable.

The Minotaur has the terrifying war trampling of group warfare, which can stun a large number of enemies, and even the weakest trolls also have archery bonuses in racial talent, and the hunters of the troll clan are recognized as the first, followed by dwarf hunters and elven hunters.

Because of this. Therefore, when facing the evil order tribe, the players of the alliance have always naturally had a sense of vulnerability, and because of this, when they saw that Fei Yu and the god-level master magic melody who was the number one on the alliance's heavenly list forced the six prophets of the evil order tribe in the middle, they felt a sense of happiness in their hearts!

Who said that our alliance is not good, the prophets of your tribe have all come out, and they are still going to fall under the butcher's knife of our alliance players!

At this time, the people of Flying Feather were jointly controlling the huge Landnaru, and Landnaru's terrifying body caused the Death Blade to not even be able to control it all. So it's not so much that Landnaru is fighting against the Six Great Prophets, it's better that Flying Feather is using the power of the demigod dragon to directly talk to the Six Great Prophets!

The two demigod beasts rushed towards the Great Map Teng Prophet, and the latter's face instantly saw a cold sweat, but he still cheered up, roared angrily, and shook the Beamon giant beast behind him, the hair behind the Beamon giant beast stood on end, and the golden light suddenly lit up. In the blink of an eye, your eyes turn dazzling gold!

Beamon is also mad!

The last time it went berserk, it was the Beast Soul Shaman's Prophet's racial talent madness, and this time it was the Beamon Behemoth's racial talent madness!

Barak, the Lord of the Seas, had swam his massive body to the front. The giant snake's tail pulled a long furrow into the ground, and it raised its fist and smashed it at the beast soul shaman in the center of the Beamon Behemoth, and at the same time shook the fins behind it. A large amount of green venom oozed out, condensing into a water ball in mid-air.

The Beast Soul Shaman Prophet was about to resist, and Landnaru had arrived behind him. The ember manipulating the dragon's head excitedly made Landnaru open his mouth and bit Beamon's back fiercely, and then the entire huge body of the demigod dragon just lay on the back of Beamon's behemoth!

"Whew!"

The Beamon Behemoth and the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet roared at the same time, and were tightly wrapped in Landnaru's huge wings, and before they could resist, the fist of the Frontal Sea Lord Barak had already arrived, bringing a terrifying giant fist of billowing winds, mixed with a dull crashing sound, and slammed into the body of the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet-

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A terrifying damage figure floated up, the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet curled up in pain, and the Beamon Behemoth Beast he transformed also wailed in pain, and then in the shocked eyes of the players, the Beast Soul Shaman opened the law in a hurry, and Landnaru opened his mouth and devoured it all in one gulp, and then the Sea Lord Barak grabbed the neck of the Beamon Behemoth with one hand, and smashed it with a fist with the other!

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The demigod-level Naga Giant Beast, with every punch with a terrifying sound, slammed into the Beamon Giant Beast, one after another huge and terrifying damage numbers rose, and the Beast Soul Shaman Shaman and the Beamon Giant Beast, who were held by Landnaru, had no room to resist at all, and let Barak blast seven or eight punches one after another!

Seven or eight punches down, the players of the evil order tribe were desperate to find that the fangs of the Beamon Behemoth were all broken by Barak, and then the venom behind Barak quickly extended along his arm to his hand, covering the entire fist, and the punch with the venom smashed down, and the poison corroded the air into a layer of white smoke-

"Wow!"

The Beamon Giant Beast Phantom behind the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet, after receiving this punch, did not make the expected loud noise, but dissipated directly, revealing the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet who was holding his body inside, Landnaru fell to the ground, and opened his mouth to be a mouthful of dragon breath!

When the breath of the ice-blue demigod dragon poured out of his mouth, everyone in the entire Undercity felt as if the cold winter of the Far North had arrived in advance, and the rolling blue ice storm mixed with the ice that had not melted for thousands of years, as well as the howling wind and snow, fell from the sky and drowned the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet in an instant!

Wang Mo stood in the air, looking at his two demigod giant beasts, beating a tribal prophet to death, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

This is the amount of strength he wants, and when he is held in his hand, he can be invincible, no matter who he is, it is difficult to stop him!

The Minotaur Chief and the Queen of the Dead below were almost immediately ready to come to their aid, and the figures of the two legendary dragons descended from the sky, and Croclus and Karakostaz instantly landed on the path of the two, grinning at the two.

The meaning is obvious, this way is not going to work!

The entire game world was silent, and everyone watched blankly, the two giant beasts that flew feathers would be supreme. The six great prophets, who seemed to be invincible, attacked frantically in the middle, while the two legendary dragons next to them, as if clearing the field, kept the opponent's legendary powerhouse out, and Teregossa suspended vigilantly in the air.

Countless people gasped, their faces full of horror, such a terrifying battle, they never thought that it could be displayed in Feiyu's hands!

Watch as the one surrounded in the middle frantically attacks. Like a beast soul shaman who was beaten by a group, many players had an inappropriate idea in their minds, Fei Yu was like beating people, however, this beating people was that there were three legendary dragons to clear the field, and two demigod beasts did it themselves!

This world is simply crazy!

Wang Mo's arm had also fully recovered at this time. Moving his arm again, Wang Mo's gaze turned and fell outside the city, there. There was a steady stream of players from the Sunstrider Alliance pouring out of the city, constantly galloping down the plains.

Previously, Wang Mo had not paid attention to them, and the Sunchaser Alliance had restrained Wang Mo as the three great prophets. Just under his nose, the army of nearly a million has not left a small part of it. Their targets are the two Guild player forces that are preparing to attack the Undercity.

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth hooked up a playful smile, this group of people from the Sun Chaser Alliance was really bold and reckless, and they actually marched from under Wang Mo's nose, as if he didn't exist.

If there was still pressure on the field before, Wang Mo would definitely not pay attention to them, but now that the situation has been controlled, how can Wang Mo let them go?

Wang Mo has no enmity with NPCs, and those who have enmity with him are hostile players, but these players are under the protection of powerful NPCs like the Six Great Prophets, and if they want to do something against them, they must pass this level.

This is also for what, cross-faction guild wars have rarely been successful, because to completely destroy the other party, you must have the strength to surpass the NPC, before that, everyone didn't think that Fei Yu could.

But now, they believe!

This is an unparalleled domineering, as if to announce to the Sunseeker Alliance that the strength of the camp is not your reliance, no matter who it is, no matter how big a backer it is, as long as you provoke Feiyu, destruction is the only end!

The Split Dragon Emperor is very strong, the six prophets are very strong, and even the well-defended city used to be a huge challenge for He Feiyu, but now, Wang Mo has gone all the way, passed five levels, killed six generals, and took out the terrifying hole cards one by one, and solved them one by one.

At the end of the day, there was nothing standing between Wang Mo and the Sunseeker Alliance.

The prophet and the beastmaster can't stop it, and Wang Mo crosses camps to carry out this vigorous war of destruction!

Wang Mo's figure flashed, and in the next second, he appeared above the heads of the Sunseeker Alliance Guild troops, and almost instantly, there was a commotion in the neat army below, and a huge uproar broke out, mixed with fearful exclamations, and countless tribal players raised their heads and looked at the black-robed mage standing above their heads as if they saw death.

Wang Mo didn't linger, flashed several times in a row, left the Dark City, and flew towards the battlefield not far away, where the vanguard of the Sunstrider Alliance had already exchanged fire with the two major guilds.

The situation in the Dark City, Wang Mo was fully handed over to the Death Blade, he believed that it could be completely controlled, and all his legendary equipment was also left there, because Landnaru had to rely on more than double-digit legendary equipment before he could exist, and once the legendary items were taken away, Landnaru would also fall apart in an instant.

Now Wang Mo, without legendary equipment, he is just an epic master.

However, the former Wang Mo did not have legendary equipment, so he did countless earth-shattering feats that will be remembered forever in this game, and now that he has advanced to the epic, why is it difficult?

While everyone had started their own battle, or embarked on a journey, no one knew the way, somewhere in this legendary world of Calando.

It was a deserted cemetery, with thick dark clouds covering the sky, the withered branches swaying gently in the breeze, making a little crunch, and two crows standing on the branches, croaking from time to time, turning their dark eyes to look around.

It was already night, and the bright and cold moonlight fell from the sky, as if to clothe the earth with a lonely and desolate silver veil, making this cemetery look more and more strange.

At this moment, a little bit of warm white holy light gradually emerged from the woods not far away, in this white light, the dead branches seemed to see the ashes of the flames, and quickly disappeared into invisibility, and the white light became more and more intense, and after a while, two figures walked out of the woods.

The two men, one tall and one short, the tall one was wearing a cloak of white feathers on a black background, with black priest's robes inside, black hair and black eyes, and the one next to him was a small dwarf, who wore a red and purple sorcerer's cloak, and followed the human, holding a hideous green skull in his hand.

The skull's eye sockets were constantly emitting a rich purple light, and circles of ripples like probes swept around, and at a certain moment, the purple in the skull's eyes suddenly turned into a thick black mist.

"Found it!" The dwarf looked at the skull in his hand in surprise, and then walked forward quickly.

The human priest behind him didn't move, just watched the dwarf walk towards the target location little by little, the expression on his face constantly changing, it was a complex expression mixed with joy, relief, reassurance and urgency.

After a long wait, endless pursuit, finally, here it is, it is coming to an end! (To be continued......)