Chapter 51: Warriors
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This is not a despicable and shameless conspiracy, but a strategy of the fairboard.
On the 98th floor of the Tower of Destiny, the demons who had been dormant for a long time appeared, grabbing the pioneering achievements of mortal adventurers, and the gods who had been mentally prepared for a long time came to their aid, and the entire floor became a battlefield for gods and demons, and there was not even a safe refuge point.
"What are you kidding!? How to find the key in this environment! "The adventurers sensibly retreated to the staircase area from the 97th to the 98th floor.
Although they don't know where the rumor came from that "dying before destruction is an easy way to escape destruction", there is still hope in their chests, and they are resolutely unwilling to die under stray bullets for no reason.
ββ¦β¦ Bell, are you going? The blond swordswoman of the Loki clan looked at the hero.
The hero looked at the exit with a determined look in his eyes and replied, "Ah, with my speed and skills, I should be able to survive." β
The werewolf fighter retorted angrily, "You're looking for death!" How far can you run with a single blow from those guys that makes a hill disappear? β
"Even so, I can't watch the gods fight and do nothing on my own." The hero smiled, took the magic sword created by his companion, and re-entered the 98th floor.
"Damn!" The werewolf fighter slammed down the wall.
Although he is also an adventurer who is known for his agility, he is not a little worse than the hero, and he doesn't think he can survive at all, and he will become a hero's oil bottle.
As the one who inadvertently triggered the curse during the Temple incident, he vows not to repeat the mistakes of the past.
The regiment commander sat down, took out the ointment from his waist bag, applied it to the small wound on his body, and said in a unique and convincing calm tone: "Rest in place, we can't step into this battlefield for the time being, and the end of the war is where we should play our role." β
The adventurers nodded, each looking for a place to sit.
The only thing that still stood in front of ............the exit was the blonde female swordsman.
Her relationship with the hero is not ordinary, in the midst of hatred, helplessness, and worry, she also has other feelings mixed in her heart.
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"Why ββ!?" Eight Keys is a powerful magician who is enough to become a general in this chaotic and dangerous battlefield.
It's a pity that it is still powerless to defeat the Black Demon King, who is more and more like the Dark Star of the year.
Therefore, his brave friend committed suicide with the holy sword.
"Shui Ming, I learned the Demon King's technique from Lord Hermes, and I have already obtained the consent of the other brave men to seize the soul fragments on their bodies...... Now, it's all up to you. The brave man completed the last step of the secret technique, and then reluctantly pulled out the holy sword pierced in his chest and handed it to his friend.
Because of his own magical power, Eight Keys Shui Ming was unable to accept too many soul fragments of the Black Dragon God when he was summoned, but he was still a member of the Brave Group and could fully receive this power.
Eight Keys Shui Ming shouted hoarsely: "If you want to defeat the Demon King, you don't have to take this step!" β
"I ...... In the past, because of my immaturity and irreparable sins, everyone forgave me, and I forced myself to forgive myself. The brave man handed the holy sword over again, and a dead look appeared in his eyes, "But sure enough, 'pay for your sins with your future life' is just everyone's gentleness, I should have paid the price a long time ago, and now is the most suitable result for me." β
"That's why I said at the beginning, don't get involved in this!" Eight Keys Shui Ming took the holy sword, saw the blood on the blade, and couldn't help but cry.
"Ah, Shui Ming...... You're always right, I'm just a ...... who can't even tell the difference between good and evil Hypocrite ......" The brave man smiled helplessly and closed his eyelids forever.
Death is the sign of the activation of the secret art, and the black energy is transferred from the brave to the eight-key Shuiming.
"Even though you have taken a wrong step, you are a true brave man, and I will not allow anyone to insult you." Eight Keys Shui Ming gently put down his friend's corpse, took the holy sword, and rushed to the old enemy who was joining forces with the Red-Eyed Demon King to attack the Eternal Queen, "-Demon King, your opponent is here!" β
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"Wow wow wow~!"
"Help!"
"If I die in a stray bullet, I'll curse you, Miss Lena!"
"Knowing you is the biggest mistake of my life! I'll break up with you today! β
"I want to change back into my old body before I die!"
There is such a group of people, obviously without extraordinary speed and great strength, who rely on snakeskin movement and luck, and run around the chaotic battlefield with a shout, find the key and open the seal on the upper level.
To others, someone may be a walking calamity, but for someone herself, she survives the vast number of catastrophic events, and it seems that she does not lack the favor of God.
"Alive, alive." Lena collapsed to the ground, panting, and secretly thanked her sister for the physical training.
"βIt's amazing, it's been nearly a month since you arrived at the Tower of Destiny tomorrow night, and you're still the first to arrive here." Gerals and Hermes appear in front of the stairs.
Lena gritted her teeth and said, "Geralt, and ...... Hmm, who's that! β
"I'm Hermes, haven't we met a few times before, little sister Lena." Hermes said embarrassedly, although he is not a male beauty god, but he is also a little confident in his appearance, and he didn't expect to be forgotten.
"That's fine!" Lena made an ungodly remark and pointed at Gerals, "Aren't you supposed to be the boss of this layer?" How can you hide behind the seal! β
"No, no, there is no gatekeeper boss on this floor~ We are only responsible for eliminating the existence that went to the 99th floor in a humble way." Gerals smiled and pointed behind the group.
"What!?" Everyone thought that there was another demon stealth hanging behind them, fishing in troubled waters, passing through the seal, and they jumped away one after another and looked back.
Nothing, no one lifted stealth.
Geralth, who deliberately paused for five or six seconds, continued: "I'm just explaining the content of my work, not that someone is following you~"
The anger of the crowd who knew that they had been tricked soared: "Geralt, you guy ......!" β
The beast priest's expression changed, revealing a sharp look: "The person who decides the fate of the world can only be a 'warrior', don't forget this." β
The companions looked dazed, but Lena suddenly realized the subtext: "Do you mean, the final boss is an opponent who will make us desperate?" β
Others would think that the 100th floor is the last layer, but according to her understanding of her own brother, the 100th floor must be her brother's residence and the final cast area, and the 99th floor is the last layer.
Hermes applauded, "Yes, the understanding is awesome, if it weren't for the calamity constitution, I would really like to invite you to join my family." β
"Could it be my brother?" Lena asked cautiously.
Hermes shook his head and said, "No, Lord Lyle needs to be at his best. β
ββ¦β¦ So, is it the other one? Lena received the answer from the silence of Geralth and Hermes, and her face turned pale.