Teacher Xia: "Brother Yang? ”

"Damn, I seem to have understood......"

Wrapped in the holy light, the sheep was suddenly slashed at the ballista.

The golden light flashed on the bone chopper.

It was twice the size of a bone cleaver!

The ballista shattered and broke in two.

But the Bone Cutter's range isn't that long at all......

Teacher Xia: "Damn, Holy Strike?" ”

Catching sheep: "More than that, definitely more than that!" ”

He slashed at the ballista, and with each slash, the pale golden mist on his body thickened.

This somewhat scorching temperature made Mr. Xia take a few steps back.

"See, it can trigger the Holy Light Protection, this is a holy combo."

Teacher Xia was puzzled: "How do I feel a little similar to the Dark Strike and Shadow Technique?" ”

Catch the sheep: "Possibly, I suspect that this place is a parsing table, Heine gave me a whole set after analyzing your skills, and then I learned it!" ”

Teacher Xia: "Damn, is it possible that the skills of each profession are really universal?" Just a change of skin? ”

Catching sheep: "There's nothing wrong with thinking like this, in addition to the 'big skills' tailored because of the energy characteristics, the basic skills should be standardized and templated."

"From the perspective of gameplay, it is convenient to plan a unified model and balance the intensity by assigning weights, which is also in line with the development of things from a realistic point of view."

Teacher Xia: "Then what else can we communicate with?" ”

Catching sheep: "...... I can't teach you to step on giving, can I? ”

The two of them combined, and it was really gone.

So the enthusiasm that had just risen was instantly extinguished.

It's miserable.

Seeing that they were gradually regaining their composure, Heine led them out of the battlefield.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Teacher Xia for the first time.

Fortunately, his soul fire is a normal color.

So it's really just a simulation in the gladiatorial arena.

He then walks up to the sheep and uses spiritism to communicate with it.

"Did you just master a new combat technique?"

"Yes."

Very good!

After completing the process, Heine asked the sheep catcher to swing a sword at the mountain wall.

Twice as light as the Boneclay Knife burst from the blade.

A deep dent was left in the mountain wall.

"Wonderful!"

Heine couldn't help but applaud.

The guard kite was also shocked.

"Holy Strike? Where did you learn the skills? How many levels? ”

"Seventh-level divine combo, output-oriented tank skills, our team doesn't need me to make up for damage, so we use it less."

Catching sheep then briefly introduced the history of the gladiatorial arena.

"So, if you think about something that the brothers can communicate with, maybe it will help you unlock a few more skills."

However, the Northeast Warlock pondered for a long time, and couldn't think of anything that he could communicate with the two in close combat.

"Alas, it would be nice if you could give me the entire legal system remote, according to what you say, the principle of the shadow arrow should be similar to that of the fireball and the ice arrow, and now it's just this layer of window paper, why don't you teach me in this game, teach me and I'll be there soon."

Teacher Xia joked: "Brother Wei, you think about the benefits, maybe the game company is afraid that you will also rub your skills in reality." ”

Wei Diankite: "That can't be, I keep to myself in reality, a group of ...... of good people"

…

yes, can you find a spellcaster to go into?

Heine couldn't help but think.

There is also no rule that the only thing that can be pulled into the gladiatorial arena is his summons......

Moreover, the sense of déjà vu when he first saw this group of Yuanling soldiers was still vivid.

The killing aura was still fresh in his memory.

Naga was contaminated by this group of primordial spirits at that time.

Silver dots of light first appeared on his body, and the second bottle of Lost Soul Water became bait.

Heine immediately walked out of the cave, beckoned to Todd, and arranged for him to go to Jones and ask for a captive.

It wasn't long before the only caster of the five captives was carried over.

Heine remembered him, who was kicked by Mr. Xia and fell to the ground and fainted.

This guy has learned a lot of things, and he has unleashed at least three attacks with different energies in his hands.

Water, fire, shadows.

And there are balls, arrows, cones, all kinds of shapes.

To some extent, it also illustrates the interoperability of low-level spells.

And the threshold is very low, but Heine's skeletons are poor at this step into the door.

Placing the man on the circle, Heine had the Kite of the Guardian stand opposite him.

In order to prevent accidents, he asked the other two to stand behind him, staring at the elf in front of him.

Only then did he activate the circle with confidence.

Sure enough, he was stopped by the Yuan Ling soldiers.

Because he only brought the soul of the Guardian Kite.

However, Heine soon made a new discovery.

His spiritual power is depleting, and the Yuan Spirit is spontaneously assembling.

They resemble ants that have found traces of food.

- So I'm calling them together?

Heine's perception approached the gathered primordial spirits, and he immediately felt a longing.

They are eager to fight!

Heine no longer hesitated.

"Let's go!"

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

The familiar Yuan Ling is in a hurry, and the familiar surging Yuan Ling tide.

Heine withdrew from the circle and stared at the elf.

Under the pupils of the dead, silver threads protruded from the circle, connecting to the elf's body.

However, the imaginary hunting picture did not appear.

The elves who had passed out did not tremble, and their mouths and noses did not gush out of materialized gelatinous souls.

Heine watched as his body was covered with silver spots, which finally joined together.

Later, instead of bait, he got a silver soul.

An illusory silver soul.

It was almost identical to the geist he had seen summoned by others under the pupils of the dead......

It was as if the primordial spirits had been stripped from this body.

Heine's heart was shocked, and he inexplicably had an idea:

The Lost Soul Water is a poor imitation of this perfect process.

As he had previously thought, the bait itself was the product of the Yuan Spirit's tainted soul.

But bait was not the original purpose.

Because the primordial spirit does not pollute the soul, but replaces it.

Or stripping.

Only a failed stripping would turn into contamination, so a large amount of soul matter was expelled from the body, and in the end, only a silver bait remained.

Could it be that this is also a more specific use of this circle?

Heine didn't care much, and hurriedly re-entered the circle.

This time it was unimpeded.

He has two souls!

…

In the gladiatorial arena, the previously created scenes are still preserved.

Standing opposite the Guardian Kite was a dazed soul.

Moreover, he is alive.

When he appears, he shows a different kind of panic than the player:

He was yelling.

"Who are you? Where am I? What have you done to me, you damned humans!? ”

It's good that he still retains his sanity.

The elves' words can obviously be heard by the Weidian Kite, but the northeasterners can't understand it.

So he didn't answer.

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Heine transmitted the sense of battle to the two and then fashioned a staff for them.

As the most basic style of staff, it is just a piece of wood with two basic circuits carved on the head and tail respectively for absorption and release.

Heine had learned this in the bones, and it was as basic as a multiplication formula, and it didn't affect his construction in the slightest.

- Next, it's up to Brother Wei's own creation.

He thought so, and looked at the two people on the field who were casting spells.

He had already flooded the battlefield with shadow energy, so the two of them would subconsciously use spells that best suited the environment.

Although the elves were nervous, they still followed their instincts under the inspiration of the belligerent factor.

Whatever it is, hit it first!

Shadow energy converged into a ball at the tip of his staff, and then flung it out with ease.

The spherical energy dragged the tail in the air, outlining a V-shaped arrow.

Bang!

It was shattered in mid-air by a cloud of shadow flames.

Judging by the location of the smash, the Shadow Bolt travels at least twice as fast as the Shadow Blaze.

The Northeast Warlock did not rush to attack, but stood in place and waited.

He also understood Heine's intentions.

The two fought back and forth several times, but no imaginary "force field" appeared.

Heine took the initiative to approach a shadow arrow that was forming with her senses.

Summoning energy, building, and releasing ......

What do you have to learn here?

Heine learned it at a glance.

"the ???"

Wei Diankite suddenly muttered to herself.

He sideways dodged his opponent's Shadow Arrow, even giving up the Shadow Flame that was converging.

Then, with a swing of his staff, he saw a pitch-black V-dart dragging two flaming tails straight towards the elf.

Its arrows are sharp and solid, faintly refracting a metallic sheen.

Shadow Arrows with Elves are two things entirely!

"What is this??"

The elf was stunned...... Stood stunned.

His body was pierced directly.

But the next second it reconverges.

So repeatedly, the battle has turned into a one-sided killing.

The two sides are not on the same level at all.

Moreover, the elves have also lost the will to fight, and like a repeater, they repeatedly ask what this is.

But every time the words were not finished, they were scattered.

The Guardian Kite is like playing some racing game, leaving less and less time for the opponent to speak......

Heine kicked the northeasterners out of the battlefield and told him to share the joy with the two of them.

Then he decided to talk to the guy personally.

"What's your name?" He asked.

His voice seemed to come from heaven, like a burst of thunder.

The elf's legs weakened and he knelt directly on the ground.

"O gods, please forgive me for my offense......"

Thanks to [Belham] for the tip, I didn't see it yesterday. Confused, boss, confused!

(End of chapter)