"You can! Playing alone, you can almost show yourself to death! Looking at the rising sun on the sea of souls, No. 7 let out a sigh of relief, and then scolded Xia Wushuang angrily.

"............" Xia Wushuang hummed a small tune while grinding his nails with a dagger, looking indifferent.

Just kidding, now that he's an awakened member of the Rising Sun Tier, this proves that this path is completely feasible except for a little danger. In other words, his thoughts were not wrong from the beginning, and Seven's accusation was not justified at all.

"What do you mean you don't speak?" No. 7 pointed at Xia Wushuang with a trembling hand. After the big wave of crises just now, Xia Wushuang felt that No. 7's whole person was abnormal.

"You're taunting me?" Seven said with great grief and indignation.

"I didn't!" Xia Wushuang, who was lying on the gun, felt inexplicable.

"Do you believe that I will die to you?!" Seven's whole body is broken.

"Hey! Feed! Xia Wushuang couldn't calm down.

"You just say do you believe it or not?!"

"I believe it! I believe it! Xia Wushuang stood up and grabbed No. 7, and hurriedly comforted: "Seventh Master, our lives are precious, but don't think about it!" ”

"But 1,200 dust crystals, that's it! I'm in pain, I'm unwilling! "Seven, who was comforted by others, sat on the ground and wept bitterly like a child, as if he had suffered an unbearable weight for the first time in his life.

"Seventh Master, don't be like this, cheer up. With the dust crystal gone, we can fight again, and our lives are gone, but there is nothing. Xia Wushuang still couldn't coax him when he saw it, so he simply gritted his teeth and took out all the dust crystals hidden in the small vault: "Seventh Master, I still have more than a hundred black iron dust crystals here, which are worth more than a thousand when they add up, you take it first, let's not cry, stand up and masturbate." ”

"That's right." No. 7 took the dust crystal, and his face changed in an instant. Not only did he not cry or make trouble, but he even put on an expression of "you are right", and then looked at Xia Wushuang seriously.

"How do I feel like I've been tricked?" Xia Wushuang grew his mouth. He suddenly discovered that No. 7 was actually the same as him, and he was also a person with the potential of an actor!

"Is there one?" Seven glanced around. "Who is it?"

"Get out, if you seek death again in the future, I will definitely help you hand the knife!"

"We'll talk about it later!" No. 7 patted his bulging pocket, and with a wave of his hand, a wheel-sized roulette wheel fell in front of Xia Wushuang.

This is the system reward for each advancement, one specialization, one skill, no more, only less.

"Huh? Why don't you use electronic music this time? Looking at the specialized roulette wheel that suddenly appeared in front of him, Xia Wushuang turned his head and asked curiously.

"I told you earlier, the higher my authority, the lower the control of the super god host, if you don't want to hear that cold voice again, you'd better get stronger quickly.!"

"Or ...... One more time? Xia Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and he was suddenly full of interest.

"Do you believe it or not, I'll die for you right away?!"

"......" Xia Wushuang found that No. 7 had really learned badly, and he began to threaten death at every turn.

Turning the roulette, the hands of fate began to decide the path Xia Wushuang would take next according to his own preferences.

…… In fact, there is nothing that is not decided. Because the unscrupulous No. 7 actually outrageously stole all the other two specializations into extremely dark powers, making the entire roulette wheel like the bottom of an old pot, blackened.

Now, unless the pointer on the roulette wheel is suddenly blown away by something, no matter how Xia Wushuang turns, the specialization he can get can only be extremely dark power.

Regarding No. 7's bad taste, Xia Wushuang was too lazy to complain. What he was more concerned about now was the black orb that suddenly rose in his soul.

It is different from the coldness of the blue flame, the sharpness of the wind of shattered bodies, and the treacherous power of the god of death; Dark and heavy, it was the first impression that the power of extreme darkness gave to Xia Wushuang.

Still, there's nothing surprising about it. The six kinds of magic power of the dark elementalist are all extremely special, they are not like fire, life is not like life, even if the wind of broken bodies seems to be a little more reliable, it is still out of the category of normal wind elements.

However, when he tried to use this magic power, Xia Wushuang realized that he was wrong. This thing was far more weird than he thought, not only could it not attach to the Blade of Sanhua to increase damage, but it was also like a piece of kraft candy stained with water, sticking to his soul, no matter how he urged it with his spiritual power, it was just pulling it still.

"What are you going to do with this Nima?" Xia Wushuang gritted his teeth and glared at No. Seven with resentment on his face.

"Be content. Unlike other elements, the power of darkness is an element that is detached from space and has mass. In other words, as long as you use this element to the fullest, you can even use it to carve out your own independent space. Looking at Xia Wushuang's resentful look, No. 7 could only explain to him.

"So powerful?!" Xia Wushuang, who had already been pitted once, expressed disbelief.

"It's not amazing, you can try this skill and you'll know it." As is customary, the seven throws a second wheel for selecting skills.

It's still that death-damning look, the whole roulette wheel is pitch black, and there is no choice at all.

Just when Xia Wushuang looked unhappy and was about to turn the compass, he suddenly glanced at the roulette wheel, then stopped his hand and exclaimed, "What?!" What is the Ghost Blade?! I'm not a ghost, how can I walk in the dark?! ”

"Although you are not a soul creature, due to the special spatial attribute of the Extreme Dark Power, this skill is just right for you." The roulette wheel spun automatically, and No. 7 ignored Xia Wushuang's protests and directly sent the skill runes of the Ghost Blade to his magic ball of extremely dark power.

"Spectre Blade: Throws a deadly dagger.

Skill Effect 1: The dagger deals damage to slashing enemy units, leaving a path of darkness in its wake.

Skill Effect 2: Creatures hit by daggers move within a certain time frame, extending the Path of Darkness.

Skill Effect 3: The user enters a state of phase movement on the Dark Path, ignoring all terrain and attacks.

Skill Effect 4: Walking on the Dark Path increases the user's movement speed and reduces the magic resistance of other creatures. ”

I have to say that just looking at the panel attributes of this skill, anyone can see that it is a magic skill of chasing and killing. But the problem was that Xia Wushuang was not a soul creature, and it was impossible for him to walk on the dark path dragged out by the dagger.

I can only pin my hope on the spatial attributes that No. 7 said. Thinking like this, Xia Wushuang reluctantly cut out of the soul state.

But when he returned to reality, he found that the flat ground he was sitting on was like a wild hailstorm all of a sudden, with hard ice and sharp ice ballast everywhere.

It's all my own masterpiece. Xia Wushuang smiled dumbly, facing the already faint blood light in the sky, and threw out the blade of joy that was already eager to try in his left hand.

As the dagger was thrown in a straight line, the extremely dark power in Xia Wushuang's soul that had been standing firm suddenly surged, dragging out a long black path in the direction of the Blade of Joy's flight.

Xia Wushuang hurriedly followed. However, the moment he stepped onto the dark path, his entire body seemed to have disappeared into this space, and suddenly became blurred.

Walking more than ten meters on the dark path, Xia Wushuang still felt an inexplicable heartbeat at this time. Because he found that not only did he lose the collision volume, but even his entire body was integrated into the phase space created by the power of extreme darkness, which could not only walk in defiance of the terrain, but even avoid the damage of those impenetrable spaces!

God! Xia Wushuang sorted out all the skills he had now, and found that among these dazzling skills, there was no skill more divine than the Ghost Blade.

With the Blade of Joy back in his hand, the Path of Darkness had reached the end of the Frost Lands, and Xia Wushuang walked out of the darkness quickly, leaving the dead rice ridge where he didn't know how many lives had been buried.