Apparently, relieved?

Midi speculated in her mind.

Being able to tell the truth about his past fiascos in public without hesitation only shows that Mason has come out of his past failures and has not left any shadow.

Midi still vaguely remembers that the former Mason was a ruthless and arrogant fellow, and he was annoying everywhere he put it.

But now, judging by his attitude towards himself, it is clear that he has matured a lot.

It seems that not everyone can only taste the bitter fruits of failure, and some people have successfully learned from experience.

Although I don't know why Mason became a slave fighter, judging from the current dialogue, it seems that there is no irreconcilable contradiction between Midi and Mason.

But even so, Midi saw a fierce battle intent in the eyes of the Dark Elf roaming gunman.

"Midi Asrex, you are not my enemy, on the contrary, I want to thank you for cutting off my arms, which made me see the real enemy. Mason raised the corners of his mouth and showed a cold smile, "It's just that since we have met each other, let's let it go, because in my opinion, you seem to be an undead from the past!"

"If you want to fight, then you will fight, but if you use me as a whetstone, be careful to sharpen your own sword. Midi replied-for-tat.

Mason didn't answer, and the sound of gunfire was the best answer.

Two silver pistols leaped into Mason's hands on their own like butterflies, and the next moment, bullets rained down like a rainstorm.

After awakening, the Roaming Gunslinger no longer uses physical bullets, but bullets condensed with their own magical power.

The palm of the roaming gunner is injected directly into the body of the gun, turning into bullets and then **** out.

This magic bullet is much more powerful than a physical bullet, and it is extremely convenient to carry ammunition without carrying it.

The most important thing is that this way, the roaming gunner can change the bullet type and attributes at will, so that people can be caught off guard.

Maybe the first one is still a flame bomb, and when the latter one arrives, it becomes an ice bomb.

When the target tried to defend against the blooming bullets with heavy armor, the Roaming Gunner replaced them with the dreaded armor-piercing bullets.

All kinds of tactics have become possible.

However, in the face of the now reborn Mason, Midi is no longer the Midi he used to be.

Just glancing at the bullets that were shooting at him from all directions, Midi snorted coldly, and a golden-red sword swirled around him, like a meat grinder, enveloping all the bullets in it.

In a whispering sound of grinding gold and iron, these bullets were all shattered by the sword, and they couldn't even get close to Midi's side.

Occasionally, a few flame bombs mixed in there, and the shock wave of their explosion could not shake the dragon's blood purified at all.

Not only that, but Midi actually rushed directly towards Mason like a siege vehicle in the face of a hail of bullets.

He was so fast that Mason couldn't get away several times, even with a burst of explosions, and the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer.

Finally, the distance between the two sides was pulled to within an arm's length, and the twin swords in Midi's hands slammed out like two brilliant red giant axes.

Ghost swordsman skill, mountain collapse strike.

At the last moment, Mason suddenly jumped backwards and jerked away from Midi.

Midi's twin swords slashed to the ground, causing a large cobweb-like crack in the rock-made ring, and a huge crater in the center.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, is that all you can do?" said Midi deliberately defiantly.

In the face of his old opponent from a few years ago, he didn't take any special way to deal with it, and it was still the same as before-winning by brute force!

No matter how fierce your attack is, my attack will be more fierce than yours!

In fact, Mason's seemingly powerful attack was useless in front of Midi's golden-red sword, and he couldn't even break through the defense.

And Midi simply issued a skill, forcing Mason to be interrupted from the attack, and could only temporarily avoid the edge.

"Well, since you want to be real, let's get a taste of it, human. In the face of Midi's provocation, Mason's eyes also showed real fire.

The next moment, he snapped his fingers lightly.

In an instant, the entire ring and even the surrounding area were shrouded in darkness that could not be seen through!

Dark Elf Talent Skill, Dark Enchantment!

Of course, although this skill seems to work wonders for humans from the surface, it can't help but be difficult for viewers in the dark regions.

As soon as the members of the tarantula tribe saw the darkness, they didn't even think about it, and directly and naturally activated their own night vision.

It's just that when this night vision ability was activated, they were also taken aback.

The infrared vision, which has always been able to penetrate the darkness, is not very effective, and in the ring shrouded by the dark enchantment, there seems to be multiple Masons at the same time.

"That's my original skill, psychedelic projectiles, what do you think of it?" Mason's voice came into Midi's ears from all directions.

"It's a compound skill that is alone, I underestimate you. In the darkness, Midi finally gave up the brute and brainless charge, and stopped for the first time.

Psychedelic projectiles, as Midi said, are a composite skill and one of Mason's trump cards.

In dark areas, in addition to the most basic normal vision, that is, photosensitive vision, there are other three types of night vision vision that are more mainstream.

One is infrared vision, which is the natural power of the dark elves, which can form a visual effect through the temperature difference, and then outline a lifelike world where different temperature differences determine the color.

The second is sonic vision, which is an innate power possessed by bats, vampires, etc., as well as some xenomorph creatures. They can use the guò to emit ultrasonic waves and receive bounces, sketching a black-and-white picture of the world, like an efficient "radar".

The third type is smell vision, which, to put it bluntly, is not really much vision, because most of them cannot form images, but only have a particularly powerful sense of smell tracking. In the dark region, a large number of demonic beasts are good at this.

And Mason's "psychedelic projectile array" is to block all these three night vision abilities!

When a variety of high-temperature bullets are fired, infrared vision loses its effect, and everything you see is the same color.

When a variety of sonic booms are fired, the sonic vision will also lose its effect, and all the sound you see is a fake sound source, while the real footsteps will be neutralized.

Tong guò shoots all kinds of scent bombs, and even the most sensitive nose will lose the direction of tracking, and if you don't do it, you will inhale poison gas and die suddenly.

As for the Dark Barrier used to restrain Midi, this is actually secondary, because in the wild, in most environments, there is no light in the first place.

It's only because he is in the ring that Mason has to release such a dark barrier to shield the magic lighting in the cave.

Based on Mason's understanding of Midi, although he didn't know the purpose of the other party's coming to the Dark Realm, since he came, he would definitely be fully prepared.

If he despised Midi because "humans cannot see in the dark", Mason felt that he would die a terrible death in the end.

Therefore, he didn't simply throw out a dark enchantment, but directly sacrificed a psychedelic projectile array.

This is a composite skill that can block the perception ability of more than ninety percent of the races in the dark region, and Mason doesn't believe it, Midi is well prepared to be able to see in it.

As for Mason himself, although his infrared vision has also been affected, all the bullets were fired by his own hands, and he naturally knows very well whether the images in each position are true or false.

Relying on the identity of this "Phantom Array Creator", Mason himself is like a fish in water in this psychedelic array, and can easily find the target and launch an attack.

"I don't hate you, Midi, on the contrary, I am grateful that you made me realize my arrogance and thus my true enemy. Mason's voice echoed in the ring again, "However, since I have encountered the undead of the past, and I have used my trump card skills, then, you can die for me here!"

Is that human going to be killed?

There was an uproar in the stands.

Since they couldn't see the situation in the psychedelic projectile array, the audience was already in a commotion at the moment.

Even Golantis stood up straight, stamping her feet incessantly, and the anxiety on her face was undisguised—Midi couldn't see her anyway, and the priestess simply stopped pretending.

Originally, she had always maintained a noble and cold posture, and at that time, Midi was a continuous winning streak, and the priestess thought that she could not show any joy, otherwise she would definitely be kicked in the face by this bastard human.

Or is the slave status so disobedient, in case this guy becomes a tribal warrior and doesn't go to the top of the cave presumptuously, who can cure him at that time?

With this mentality, the priestess always watched Midi win the next battle with a poker face, and tried to keep the turbulent waves in her heart.

But this time, she couldn't help it, because she couldn't see the human she cared about, and even worse, where she couldn't see, the human was going to die!

"Don't lose to Mason, Midi Asrex......" the priestess whispered the name, "I've always remembered your name, at least, long enough for me to call you by that name!"

Amid the commotion of the audience, the speculation of the people, the murmur of the priestess, and the ubiquitous provocation of Mason, Mason himself, who was hiding somewhere in the psychedelic projectile array, finally attacked.

From the muzzle of the muffler, two high-speed armor-piercing bullets condensed by magic power shot silently at Midi's back!