Chapter 255 Ancient Paradise Projection!

Swish, swish, swish!

The battle is still going on fiercely!

The crazy weird meat balls collided with Tongyu's bloody elves!

Great axes and spiked hammers stir up dust!

Psychic energy oscillates during the period!

The duel fields are all matched according to the same sequence level.

After all, the gap between sequences is too big, and PVP is often not conducted across sequences, and the most important factor is psychic ability.

Psionics represent condensed energy.

Every move performed is not only related to physical attributes, but also inextricably linked to the spiritual energy contained in it. Therefore, in addition to different skills, many people have also conducted various research and data testing on pure spiritual energy.

The strength of the sequence burst is judged simply based on the numerical value of the psychic energy.

Previously.

The set of spiritual destruction levels promoted by the Abyss Organization - the strength of Sequence Eight, can destroy a small village with a population of less than a hundred.

Sequence Seven can easily kill an entire town.

It is a more direct explanation of strength and weakness that is slightly dehumanized.

And now.

There are already two people present. Their strength exceeds the normal level of Sequence Eight.

A large number of silk threads spread densely from all directions!

"Death!" He moved his fingers lightly! He spat out one word with a sneer on his face!

Countless ripples flash! A large number of floating shadows emerged! Like wind blades, they were killing Bai Yilin in dense numbers!

And Bai Yilin is naturally not simple.

He put his hands together gently, and his pupils flashed purple! !

"Thunder Feather!"

There is a projection manifesting behind him!

A large number of feathers flashing with astonishing electric light exploded! With his whole body, he approached the man with glasses at lightning speed!

Thunder wraps around the wind blade!

While moving around, countless electric lights with harsh and sharp sounds spread from a large number of silk threads! And the target is also the man with glasses!

"boom!"

The silk thread danced between the bespectacled man's fingers, instantly triggering a violent air explosion in the middle!

Wave after wave of explosions!

The great thing about his ability is that he perfectly matches his characteristic abilities with various skills and equipment. He uses the invisible thread of ability from beginning to end, but in fact, various skills explode in it!

The battle between the man with glasses and Bai Yilin has reached a fever pitch!

Horrible battle!

Turning a thirty-meter radius into scorched earth and ruins, their spiritual power is already the best in Sequence Eight. Bai Yilin also dropped Sequence Eight due to death penalty, with a spiritual power value of 12,000.

The number of men with glasses is around 14,000.

at the same time.

What they fight for is not the numerical value, but the terrifying consciousness and calculation during battle, as well as the skill game, and the instant flaw grabbing! Of course, the movement is obviously louder than others!

but.

In this regard.

Bai Yilin is even better. The height he once stood at was already a tall building for geniuses. Even if he falls now, the consciousness he possesses is extremely terrifying. Every attack is perfectly coordinated with the body, and the ever-changing attacks are unpredictable. It seems messy, and every move has its own meaning.

Instead, the man with glasses was suppressed and at a disadvantage.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Although his method was single and he had already been caught with the cracking method, his expression was extremely calm, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough. With this level alone, it is still difficult to win over you, Your Excellency Bai Yilin."

"Next, let me show you my power."

"My most powerful ability is not my attack, but my use."

He stretched out his palm, and the ability characteristics were activated. A large number of threads spread crazily and gathered loudly.

Various equipment and weapons are emerging!

And it assembles quickly!

Bai Yilin's eyes narrowed!

An ugly-looking, five-meter-tall giant puppet was wrapped in a large number of silk threads and crashed to the ground!

At the same time, a lot of hands and feet stretched out from behind it!

Every arm is shrunk behind the back, but it has all kinds of coldness!

"This is... a phase!"

next moment!

A giant puppet rises from the ground! Under the control of a large number of silk threads! Kill Bai Yilin with a terrifying attitude!

Bai Yilin also shouted low. Although he was passive, his expression was not panic at all. He was extremely calm and also killed him!

"Boom boom boom!"

An astonishing explosion is shaking! There are a large number of closed cold weapons with cold light shooting out from the huge puppet at various tricky angles in an instant!

"Tsk tsk tsk"

The man with glasses held his chin, controlled the huge skeleton with his fingers, and squinted his eyes.

"Bai Yilin, Bai Yilin, really has incredible fighting talent, a former genius, a person who attracts everyone's attention, and has a lot of resources that others can't envy."

"After being stopped and killed, he plummeted."

“Abandoned, left behind, ignored.”

He spoke softly, as if he knew Bai Yilin's past very well, and looked at Bai Yilin with half-smiling eyes.

"But even now, we can still see this side. The dead genius still seems to be unwilling."

Bai Yilin was not moved by this. His hands were joining together quickly, and a large number of spells were emerging!

The man with glasses smiled a little calmly: "Let me reveal a little secret to you."

"The reason why we succeeded in killing you once was partly due to our organization."

Bai Yilin's eyes sank slightly, and there was a bit of coldness in his deep eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

The terrifying spell can only shake the giant puppet! It was quickly filled with new parts.

As long as it doesn't hurt the core.

This giant puppet will not be destroyed.

"Now that you have lost your asylum, you have also lost the resources you once had as a talented newcomer, and you are struggling hard."

The bespectacled man controlled the giant puppet with his fingers and whispered to himself.

He looked into the distance.

"Just like your current team, they scattered and fled. They were all suppressed and at a disadvantage."

"There's no hope."

"There's no decency whatsoever."

——

In the huge pothole in the distance.

Lao Mo lay in it in a miserable state, looking up at the sky blankly.

"Boy Su, why don't you kill me."

You can see how powerful that move was from the huge pothole beside him, and the reason why he is still alive now is just because Su Buxian showed mercy.

"Because I'm a good person."

"How come I don't believe it so much? Who is a good person who would lie to me three times and then be so ruthless?"

He was now in pain all over and unable to get up.

"Of course." Su Qi said calmly: "The other reason is that you are too weak, and there is no point in killing you."

"????"

Lao Mo's eyes widened: "Uncle, help me up and see if I don't kill you with a knife."

"Just kidding." Su Qi smiled: "Actually, the most important thing is that whether you are eliminated or not, it will not affect my purpose and the results here."

"????"

Lao Mo roared: "Is there any difference between this sentence and the one just now?"

He looked around hard.

"Old Mo, what are you looking for? Can I help you look for it?"

"I'm looking for my knife. I can kill myself to avoid being ridiculed by you here."

Su Qi smiled calmly and said: "I really don't mean that. My goal is not you, but the things here."

Hear this sentence.

Lao Mo was a little stunned: "What's here?"

"The projection of Ancient Paradise." Su Qi spat out these words gently while looking at Lao Mo's reaction.

as expected.

Lao Mo's body trembled slightly, and he said in surprise: "Ancient Paradise projection?"

"you know?"

"Nonsense." Old Mo paused, lying on the ground and hoarsely said: "All worlds generated in the duel field have a chance of encountering the projection of the ancient paradise, and the content of the projection is..."

"What is it?"

"It's human."

Su Qi paused slightly.

"Every projection that appears in the duel arena world has extraordinary fighting consciousness and ancient power. As long as you can defeat them, you will receive ancient gifts."

"What does this have to do with Koenakuen?"

"Because these people have never appeared in the history of the world, and their action logic and combat logic are very similar to the players', and they can even use inventory and other powers."

"So there is a theory that they were players in the ancient paradise. Of course, this is just speculation and has not been confirmed."

Suki paused: "That's it."

The previous questions were finally answered.

"Are they strong compared to the current players in the park?"

"Nonsense." Lao Mo rolled his eyes: "Isn't there a big gap between the ancient power and the current power? Just like the college students of forty years ago and the college students of today, the gold content is completely different."

"You know metaphors."

"Now the so-called geniuses, super newcomers, and rising stars in the paradise are all rushing to enter the duel field, firstly, in order to encounter and defeat these projections, and secondly..."

Lao Mo suddenly paused and whispered: "The second point is just hearsay."

"In short, it seems that I want to improve my rank, and then have the opportunity to contact the existence of Koenen."

"I see."

Su Qi whispered to himself.

Lao Mo's words are not just hearsay, he is quite old. According to the trend, this old boy is likely to be the third or even second batch of people to participate in the internal beta.

It's a pity that my talent is limited and I don't have the resources to lean on it. I have been muddle along and am incompetent to everyone else.

"If your goal is to project the ancient paradise."

Old Mo sighed: "I advise you to be sensible."

"Young people are very competitive and ambitious."

"Your biggest threat now is our entire team, not the so-called projection. Only the winner is qualified to challenge."

He looked at Su Qi faintly: "And I made it clear that the guy wearing glasses is extremely powerful."

"It was unwise for you to use such a strong move just to play handsome."

"That move just now consumed a lot of cards, right?"

After all, although Lao Mo is not top-notch in strength, he is rich in experience. The big hole in front of him is not a small explosion, and it is also another trump card.

"Young people are impulsive, and their limited spiritual power is now even worse. How can you fight with those few people?"

Su Qi: "??"

When you get older, you will indeed educate people, just like Lao Huang.

He looked at his psychic powers again.

Does it consume a lot?

It's only about two thousand, and I can use this move thirty times with my eyes closed.

but.

Old Mo still looked up at the sky, and his tone became a bit concerned and calm: "Anyway, don't think I talk too much. After all, your identity is coveted by others. It is always a good thing to be careful and calm down. There is no death in the duel field." Punishment, but it’s different in the dungeon.”

"I have seen many so-called geniuses and rising stars with extremely famous names, but after they fell once, they were no longer heard from again."

"And I will keep everything here confidential, and I will not reveal your characteristics or trump cards."

Lao Mo said softly, with a bit of seriousness.

"So Su Buxian"

Lao Mo's words suddenly paused, because after talking for a long time, this guy didn't seem to respond. Did he listen? Or should I take my instructions as a senior seriously?

Lao Mo turned his head and found that there was no one around him, and there was no one.

His eyes widened: "Where is your special person!"

"Can't you just listen to what others say! Where is the venerable person who respects the seniors at least!"

"Su Buxian!"

Su Qi stood on the edge of the pothole and looked behind: "Stop shouting, I'm listening."

"in addition."

His pupils flickered.

"Everything you just said will actually happen inevitably, because..."

"The poisonous circle is refreshing again."

In the reflection of his sight, the endless black rain was approaching from a distance at a faster speed, destroying everything.

Lao Mo also looked at the sky in confusion.

Countless crazy winds are blowing! A large number of fallen leaves are floating in the sky! The rumbling sound of black rain was like thunder striking the ground!

"Where are the people they're still fighting?"

Su Qi looked at the map. Although they were not in sight, they were all nearby.

"At such a speed, if you don't want to die together, you will naturally give up the fight and run away like crazy."

The points on the map are all scattered and running away in a straight line!

There was no time to even join each other first.

Lao Mo also called up his team map and found the same situation. Even the extremely powerful man with glasses was fleeing solemnly at this moment. After all, this black rain cannot be stopped by manpower.

It's really too scary.

and.

He also saw on the map that the trend of black rain was also spreading, shrinking like a wave.

Getting closer and closer to his location!

"Boy Su, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and leave!" Old Mo growled.

Su Qi said: "It's time to go."

He stretched out his hand, and a figure in black robe appeared, quickly fell into the pit, and picked up Lao Mo.

Lao Mo looked at the black-robed figure in surprise.

What ability is this?

Su Qi did not hide anything. He would always encounter various battles, and sooner or later what should be shown would be revealed.

"What are you taking me for?" Lao Mo shook his head and sighed.

Su Qi said seriously: "Of course I will be useful if I bring you with me. When the time comes, I will stuff two suicide bombs into you. They will be detonated directly after you enter the team."

"???" Lao Mo felt that there should be a lower limit for human beings.

"I lied to you."

Su Qi looked into the distance: "This world has a deep connection with Taoist immortals. The four shelters where all of us appear correspond to the four images and the four directions, and the black rain is shrinking, sweeping everyone away. They are all driven to the same place, and they seem to be connected."

"Anyway."

"Old Mo, although you are definitely going to lose points, the surrender button is too quick now. I have to trouble you to hold on for a while."

Lao Mo: "."

tired.

Really tired.