"Damn Valley, it's sunny!"
Unlike the shocked millian.
Yilin scolded directly in mid air.
He doesn't believe that his charm value can be low enough to attract all monsters to hatred value at a glance.
Gu Tianqing's "Tarot Deck", in addition to greatly reducing luck, must also have other side effects.
Like pull strange or something.
But now it's too late to complain.
Yilin made a random circle in the battlefield area near Urumqi, which attracted 90% of the giant hatred.
What's happening now?
Yilin snake walks in the air, moves and dodges, and walks through the armpits, palms and fist gaps of the black giant.
At this moment, he felt like a little fly avoiding the siege of a fly swatter.
Crowds of giants gathered under him.
"Almost."
In mid air, Yilin took a deep breath.
Strong resentment, over the battlefield, like substance.
When Yilin flew to high altitude, the giants' height and arm length couldn't reach Yilin. They seemed to suddenly grow brains, one by one, base together at the lower side, set up a ladder with the body of giants, and wanted to shoot Yilin who twisted in the air alive.
From a distance, hundreds of giants are scrambling to squeeze and squeeze into one of them. The wriggling flesh and blood seems to converge into a meat mountain, which is extremely frightening.
On the wall.
"Oh? Good ability."
He thought that this large-scale pull monster belonged to some "special skill".
Gilgamesh finally praised irella's ability to hate. He nodded, silently turned into a mud board, and wrote down a heavy pen on the mud board.
Yan Feng, who also shot strange treasures from a distance on the city wall, was stunned.
He couldn't figure out how he could pull the hatred of so many giants by himself.
No!
Wandering in the sea, there have been some scattered records about the Holy Grail War that has been staged all over the world.
All casters are magicians who are proficient in magic.
Or an artist with amazing talent.
Or a craftsman.
But no matter which generation of caster, it should not have the ability to attract hate monsters.
Under normal circumstances, this strange ability should not appear in a caster.
The so-called magician should stand in the distance, talk and laugh, and the monster will disappear.
This is the serious caster!
Everyone's attention was focused on the "meat mountain" twisted and stacked by giants.
The strange scene attracted everyone's attention.
And in front of the battlefield.
"Click."
There seemed to be a sound of gear rotation in Erin's ear.
It seems that some switch has been turned on.
The opposite extreme of luck is bad luck.
When Yilin has bad luck, he will bring the same bad luck to everything.
"The echo of doom!"
"Pain!"
After drawing hundreds of black giants together through walking in the air, Yilin began to move.
The hatred value of Yilin is dense and terrible, and it is firmly locked on Yilin.
With the consumption of magic power, the skill [plagued by disaster] is silent and affects everything in the line of sight.
Whether the opponent's resistance is high or not can be roughly judged from the monster type.
Erin is just trying. It's not bad.
Anyway, the skill of [entangled in misfortune] is not a consumption at all for the maximum magic limit of Yilin.
It's almost full between breaths.
Yilin finally realized why this place would make him feel like a fish in water.
Shindai, an era when even sneezing can exhale magic.
The surrounding magic is so strong that it seems to be immersed in the "magic bath".
However, it is not the concentration of magic around that determines the amount of magic in the spirit, but the spirit itself.
The spirit is like a container, a container for magic.
The air here is like a sea. They are like spoons. How much they can hold and how fast they can hold depends on the size and shape of the spoon.
If we say that melee type apostles such as million, the shape of the container is a small spoon;
Then Yilin is good at spirit. With the strengthening of the constellation of heroes, the basic magic attribute has been strengthened to "a +" level. Yilin is a washbasin! No, to be exact, it's a basin. Don't even want your face!
Ah, this~
The recovery speed of magic is outrageous!
After the skills are in place, every giant affected has a different change in action in an instant.
Some twisted their wide waist in situ;
Some fell back;
Some convulsed in situ;
Some pile in situ and shake the earth and mountains;
Some suddenly went crazy and held down another giant under them, ready to move.
Anyway, it's a mess.
When Yilin's [disaster ridden] changed from single skill to AOE, everything was in chaos.
Far away.
The Uruk soldiers were stunned by the spectacular scene in front of them.
The meat mountain suddenly changed its shape in a strange way, up and down, front and back, overlapping again and again. Because there are many giants, and because of the skill power of Yilin, there are various postures and postures changing among them.
Some fell, some stood up again, some were pressed into meat mud
"This huge monster, only that move has the highest cost performance."
Various abilities and treasures flashed in Yilin's heart.
Although his current status has become a hero, and his magic is almost endless, but... It is by no means infinite.
How to control the consumption of magic is a required course for an excellent magician.
"So..."
Yilin calmly held his hands in front of him, rubbed his left hand with his left hand, and rubbed his left hand with his right hand. In an instant, in the hands of Yilin, the space was twisted, and the magic around gathered madly to the place where Yilin was, forming an invisible magic vortex.
After a while.
The giants who were devastated by their own people finally recovered, and the buzzing vibration seemed to be telling their anger.
But before the giants get angry, Yilin has completed the process of "rubbing the ball".
"What happens when infinite annihilation is compressed into a small point?"
Yilin smiled. He had no time to wipe the sweat on his forehead and carefully pushed out the "little dot" the size of candy.
……
When he dropped the "dot" from Yilin, the world seemed to stop.
At that moment, the insignificant "dot" seemed to become the focus of the world.
The only thing.
From a distance, in the dark night, a man, overlooking the world, gently dropped a dark star from his hand and absorbed all the light.
"Free law · black star."
Under the God generation, combined with his own [annihilation grip], Yilin finally completed this move.
He gave the move a pleasant name for the speed of light.
Brain melon seeds are getting better and better.
The black star fell downward.
Bit by bit, drop by drop, like falling petals.
It's like a falling meteor.
Shortly after Yilin threw out the "Black Star", a few seconds later, his face changed, his left hand and right hand moved slowly, opened a circle and came to Milian.
With another quick movement of the right hand, he opened a circle again and returned to the wall together with millian.
"Tut, the glimmer that makes me happy."
The black star fell into the meat mountain.
At this moment, there was no light effect and no movement.
Even, everything was calm and terrible.
At the moment of contact with the giant, the space distortion visible to the naked eye appears with the "Black Star" as the center, and the stacked giants are twisted into a spiral shape. In the blink of an eye, the meat mountain and hundreds of giants disappeared without a trace.
——Annihilation.
Millian looked at the distant scene in surprise, unspeakable.
Yilin was like a little magic trick. In a moment, he lost hundreds of giants.
The shocking scene is not earth shaking, but it is creepy. I don't know how to describe it in words. If you insist on using the pale metaphor, the monster is like a pattern on drawing paper. It is wiped clean by an eraser in the blink of an eye without leaving any trace.
After triggering the "annihilation" effect, the power of the ball even exceeded Yilin's own understanding. Even he didn't understand how that thing was rubbed out. What principle is used to annihilate everything within the scope.
What even Yilin himself could not understand happened so easily.
After rubbing the "Black Star", Yilin felt a sense of emptiness.
It seems to be hollowed out.
Even in the God generation, the consumption of this skill is far beyond Yilin's imagination.
The "Black Star" is made of the "annihilation grip" after the lifting of the ban, which can be said to reproduce the essence of that skill in another way. Then, the consumption of skills cannot be measured by normal consumption.
After Yilin shot, everything stopped.
He attracted all the giants in both directions.
Almost empty.
The remaining few can also be easily solved by the Uruk elite army.
They are not ordinary people.
Each of the Uruk people in God's generation is at least the existence of an extraordinary class.
If they did not come as heroes, according to the strength of the noumenon, it is likely that several Uruk soldiers could beat them to death.
Gu Tianqing hummed a tune and returned to Urumqi with the disabled army.
At this moment, Yilin almost emptied the remaining giants on the side in charge of Milien and Gu Tianqing.
The remaining two sides.
The orthodox magician, Michelle, who is active on the battlefield at the rank of "Rider", is very efficient. Holding a sickle, she intersperses the battlefield at a speed that is difficult for the naked eye. With the army, one giant fell one after another.
Behind her, there was only a continuous sonic boom.
After red hair makes real efforts, the efficiency is much slower than others.
He witnessed the power of the "Black Star" of Yilin with his own eyes, and his heart seemed to set off rough waves and bursts of fear.
If Irene came to Munich like this, his city hall should not be left in ruins, but a hole.
A bottomless hole.
Just on second thought, he turned his head and reasonably speculated that Irene's ability to use this ability should be the result of being strengthened by the "caster" rank of the constellation of heroes. Otherwise, with human power, how can you release that skill?
People can't, at least not!
With this thought, red hair felt comfortable and had a clear mind.
In addition to comfort, red hair is a little lucky in the heart. Fortunately, now their seven heroes are not hostile. As the saying goes, the more God teammates are, the higher the probability of survival. As for the gratitude and resentment in reality, we can go out and talk about it.
At present, there are many giants active on the plain. Red hair clenched his teeth and killed deeper.
……
On the wall.
Yilin sat on the ground panting.
After rubbing a full version of the "Black Star", he felt he couldn't squeeze out at all.
really
Millian stood on her sword and looked out in the wind from the wall.
At this time,
Something suddenly occurred to her.
When Yilin took her away from the battlefield just now?
It's like drawing a circle and it's over?
Since he has this transmission ability, why did he have to make a long journey from the death tower area service to the war tower area service at the beginning!
This is not right!
"Lin! I have something to ask you."
Millian woke up and turned smartly.
Elin was sitting next to millian with her back to her.
He also carries Gu Tianqing's "blessing of the goddess of Doom" luxury package.
In addition, Yilin was located near Gilgamesh. He felt there would be no danger, so he relaxed his vigilance and quietly restored his magic.
When mileen turned around, her fist accidentally knocked on the back of Yilin's head.
"Bang!"
Yilin only felt his head faint and his eyes were black.
The next second,
Erin was killed by millian.
It flew more than ten meters.
Fell in the middle of the crowd.
Millian was where she was, her face full of confusion.
……
On the battlefield.
Michelle emptied the giant and was ready to return.
Red hair went farther and farther, and he was killed by sight.
No one seems to notice that there is too much blood after the melting of the bodies of those black giants, which darkens the battlefield.
Corpses, monsters, red blood, dark water, colorful.
Red and black have become the unique mixed colors of the battlefield.
The black water gradually converged into a small pool, and in the pool, the black water became thicker and thicker.
Finally, the calm black water surged, and a "human" thing stood up from the black water for no reason.
That's really a person.
But not alone.
"It" has slender limbs, thin back, no breathing, no words, like a black statue.
"It" has no eyes, ears, mouth and nose and no facial features on its face.
"It" only grows the form of "human", but there is no human face.
"Hee -"
Suddenly,
The "man", whose face had no facial features, strangely sent out a deep hoarse laughter.
"Poop."
It was like a stone falling into the lake. "It" stood in the shallow black water, suddenly fell directly below like a free fall, burst out a spray on the horizontal plane, left a circle of ripples, and disappeared mysteriously.
The giant attack and defense in the night is coming to an end.
But different from the daytime, Gilgamesh was online all the time and did not leave early as in the first siege.
His eyes, always maintaining the brightness of LED lights, glittering, very dazzling.
The giants around Uruk were almost killed.
A few kilometers away, red hair fought alone, and red curls were as dazzling as fireflies in the night.
Suddenly,
Gilgamesh frowned and used magic to amplify on the battlefield:
"Berserker! Go back to town now!"
Gilgamesh's voice, amplified by magic, swung from the wall of Uruk to the distance.
Red hair was in a high mood, jumped up high and fell heavily. After one punch blew a giant's head into meat mud, he rubbed his ears disdainfully and scolded secretly in his heart.
What's your name? I really think I'm your dog? Hey ~ see I'm almost finished, call me home, right?
But if you scold, you still have to be obedient.
Red hair suffers as soon as she comes in, but she doesn't want to be tied in the chain for the second time.
He clearly felt nothing behind him.
But when red hair turns around,
But he suddenly widened his eyes.
A strange shadow with thin limbs and no facial features almost leaned against the red hair face when the red hair turned around.
From the shadow's face, red hair can't feel any signs of breathing, or other life fluctuations.
It seems that the other party is really just a shadow.
A true shadow.
"Hee -"
The shadow pasted the strange "face" in front of him.
Laughter came inexplicably from behind the face.
The long hand, like a snake, hissed, bent at a strange angle, held a small black knife and stabbed it into the ribs of red hair.
"My grass?"
……
On the wall.
Gilgamesh closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, his pupils had returned to light red.
"Tut, it's too late."
King Gilgamesh shook his head and whispered, I don't know why.