Chapter 587

Name:Death Notice Author:Gluttonous Monk
In the ancient civilization of the union of the earth, there was a slave struggle. The upper middle class of human beings let the bankrupt and the prisoners in the war fight with each other in the arena and make fun of each other. One of these patterns is called the death struggle.

The slaveholders in the arena tie a chain to the necks or ankles of two gladiators, so that they can't escape the battle and can only fight face to face. This kind of fighting is very popular among the audience because it limits the range of activities of the gladiators, the fighting process is extremely bloody, and the death rate is very high.

Ganluo's death wrestling shackle is a similar skill of imitating this kind of wrestling chain.

However, the ability to restrain another apostle by attacking is taboo. It not only has great limitation, but also brings heavy burden to users. Light will cause permanent reduction of body attributes, while heavy will cause the collapse of the law body.

Most of the apostles who can step into the higher level have one or two taboo skills as the base card. For example, Wolff used a similar forbidden move in the face of the death gun fired by Qin Lun during the world Octopus surface War I. As a result, he fell into extreme weakness and was defeated by Ganluo, who arrived later.

A long and thin silver chain, not knowing the different dimensions, bound Qin Lun's apostolic soul seal.

"Imprison skills?" Qin Lun looked at the opponent behind him, his heart was shocked, and he had a new understanding of the ability of the high-ranking apostles.

Although they are only a few minutes away, they are also hundreds of kilometers away. Using a certain skill to limit yourself at such a distance is almost the same as the divine means.

"I can't get to the next destination!" Feeling the heavy drag from the chain, Qin Lun knew that the battle was inevitable.

With the help of the Parento map in his memory, he had set up an escape route, along which there were several nests of powerful creatures, enough to delay his return to the starry sky.

But the stronger the life is, the larger the territory is. His next destination is at least half an hour away from Sanyan village. According to the present situation, he can't hold off until then.

Upon reading this, Qin Lun slowed down his flight speed a little bit and looked back with all his eyes.

"He seems to be struggling, too?" When the initial surprise subsided, Qin Lun's strong perception immediately realized that Ganluo's breath was slightly weaker than before.

There is no limit to such powerful skills. Qin Lun's eyes flash a fine light, and his back wings spread, and even drag Ganluo forward.

"Still running?" Ganluo was dragged to his body, and was immediately shocked, "he is not afraid of physical exhaustion, which will affect the later battles?"

No matter ganluoli doesn't understand, he has no choice but to pull the shackles again and again to shorten the distance between them.

After more than ten times, Ganluo finally realized that his opponent would not hesitate to drag him forward at the expense of physical strength. Obviously, he saw through the wrestling shackles would cause huge burden to the users, and has been delaying the use of the shackles.

To understand this point, Ganluo instead calmed down and felt sorry. He used to use the forbidden skill of wrestling shackle, which never happened.

There are many reasons for this. The main reason is that when his body is the law body, although the ability of wrestling shackles belongs to forbidden skill, it is far less powerful than it is now, and can only confine opponents within 100 meters at most.

Within this distance, he can catch up with the enemy with only a few leaps or a single charge skill, even if the whole fighting process is included, it will not exceed a few minutes.

But now Ganluo's body is the king of the Zerg's knife and Mantis. With the help of his body, which is countless times stronger than before, he can confine enemies hundreds of kilometers away. Of course, if it's in space, hundreds of kilometers are also fleeting.

However, they are not in space at present, but in the palanto plane with atmosphere. The distance that shackles can be used is not shortened, but their movement speed is different from that of space.

Two people in each other feel tangled state slowly away, and finally left the village where the three eyes live.

Shortly after the two left, a strong wind suddenly blew over the village of Sanyan nationality. A light smoke with great spirit gathered into three figures at the entrance of the village, including two women and one man, Qin Mei and her two subordinates, pure sons, and the bald man.

At this time, in front of the gate of Sanyan village, more than ten Sanyan giants who had stopped Ganluo were not dead, but their legs were seriously injured and they were groaning with pain.

In order to save time, Ganluo just broke their legs and didn't choose to kill them. Otherwise, when he killed the three eyed giants, Qin Lun would have run away.

"Hee hee, I knew that my brother would have a way to get rid of that ugly insect!" Qin Mei looked at the giant with three eyes. A smile flashed in her eyes. She thought happily, "I don't need to hurry to meet my brother!"

"Meida, are we going to continue to catch up?" The bald man said feebly, "if those two guys find out that there are pursuers behind them, they will unite to deal with us first. If so, it's better to kill several other weak second-order guys."In addition to Qin Mei and ChunZi, the bald man did not know the relationship between Qin Lun and Qin Mei. Because they were afraid of following too closely, they entered the perception range of the two in front, so they didn't know that Ganluo used the "shackles of death struggle" to force Qin Lun to fight with him.

"Well, you're right. This time I'll listen to you!" Qin Mei's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and she smiled and patted the big man on the shoulder.

"Oh..." Seeing Qin Mei talking so well, the bald man felt a thrill instead and closed his mouth tightly.

With the passage of time, Ganluo also shortened the distance between him and Qin Lun to within a kilometer. However, at this time, he only felt that his body was heavy and abnormal, his whole body was itchy, and his spirit was extremely tired. The huge consumption of wrestling shackles, even with the strong body of the king of blasphenes, is almost at the limit.

Just at this time, Ganluo was in a dilemma, and the shackles of death struggle could not be lifted easily once they were used. If you want to release the shackle rule, do you want to kill the opponent, or let the opponent completely open his mind. Only in this way, the opponent's Apostle number will be known to ganlo.

Another way is to cut the chain, but the side effect of this method is greater. Actively cutting the chain will not only make Ganluo lose this skill forever, but also reduce his maximum life soul.

"It's more than ten minutes. We can't put it off any longer!" Ganluo bit his teeth, and then he joined his hands again, pulling the invisible chain of rules.

As soon as Ganluo pulled it, Qin Lun in front of him immediately responded, and the momentum of the flight stalled again. However, this time, instead of going backwards, it was Ganluo who stumbled and almost couldn't maintain his flying posture.

"Oh, he should be close to the limit!" Qin Lun smiled a little, but at this time he was not very well, sweating and panting.

Qin Lun closed his eyes and recalled the landform he had seen on the projection. Looking at the cliff in front of him, his face finally showed a glimmer of joy.

"Almost. It should have entered the territory of that creature!"

Qin Lun takes a deep breath, fans the dark wings behind him, turns around and hovers in the air, waiting for Ganluo to arrive.

Seeing Qin Lun no longer running away, Ganluo also slowed down his flight speed and cautiously stopped in the air about 300 meters away from him. This distance is coming to them in a flash, and they have entered the attack range of both parties.

"No escape?" Ganluo's eyelids jumped violently, and he stared at his opponent with complex expression.

"What can't escape?" Qin Lun said with a chuckle.

You know you can't escape. It takes so much effort! Hearing Qin Lun's words, Ganluo's face couldn't help but smoke, "I don't know what promise and reward loss gives you. However, your mind is more suitable for chaos alliance. Sooner or later, you are going to turn around. Why should you deceive yourself? "

Qin Lun was silent. Ganluo was very honest, but he couldn't cheat for a while.

Seeing Qin Lun speechless, Ganluo's eyes flashed, taking advantage of the hot iron. "Join my team, I promise to give you the identity of the main member, as long as you go through the running in period, you will become the core member. What do you think?"

"You?" Qin Lun sensitively heard that there was something in Ganluo's words, "how many of my companions have you solicited?"

"It's not me. It's the other high-ranking apostles of chaos. They've been exposed to mercenaries and masks." Ganluo nodded and said in a deep voice, "it's just that they're all pushing on your commander."

"Mercenaries and masks?" As soon as Qin Lun thought about it, he immediately understood that "mercenary" refers to Hansen, the disciple, and "Mask" is naturally the code name of the clown grant.

"Those two guys pushed me?" Qin Lun's wry smile on his face made him feel that his disciples and others had contributed their efforts and owed them a favor. Now it seems that those guys owe their own favor.

It's no wonder that Ganluo would rather use the forbidden skill with great side effects than pursue himself. He was not alone.

"If I win, I will accept your invitation. As for the other guys, I can't give you any guarantee. Everything depends on their own choice. " Qin Lun said earnestly.

He didn't immediately refuse Ganluo. In fact, Qin Lun didn't dare to refuse. He dragged Ganluo for such a long time in a way equivalent to playing. If the other side felt that all the efforts were fruitless, he might really die.

Although Qin Lun had a later move, his opponent was a high-ranking apostle after all. Even if at this time by the shackles of wrestling, physical and mental fatigue, but his victory is still smaller than the other side.

"Good!" Ganluo also no longer talks nonsense, body shape a flash, drag out a series of shadows, towards Qin Lun.