Chapter 112 Don’t Panic, I’m Here to Stop the Fight!

The Hell Form skill, which could only be entered after death, has become freely accessible.

And the time limit is eliminated directly.

There are only energy limitations.

"Paired with the Axiom Arc, this is another insanely killing skill."

Although the skill damage is not increased, the skill status is changed, and the actual combat ability is greatly improved!

Zheng Yu took a look at the bond effects he currently had.

[(4) VIP Deacon]: Goblin General·Heavy Cavalry Regiment, Wild Bloodline·War Bull Head, Burning Flame·Dragon, Hell Executioner.

[(2) Fighter]: Savage Blood·War Bullhead, Goblin General·Heavy Cavalry Regiment

[(2) Lord Shenlong]: Wild Bloodline·War Bull Head

【(2)Golden Scale Dragon】

【(2) Red Moon】

"Lack of offensive bonds..."

"There should be some battle bonds such as swordsmen, archers, rangers, polar regions, etc. There are still few heraldry."

Zheng Yu aimed his gaze at the upper left corner of his vision.

There is a list that pops up from the system, which contains the list of professionals who have entered the abyss of the Apostle Island.

There is no name, just some numbers, occupations, levels... and survival status.

[No. 1028367; Warrior; Level 27; Status: Dead]

[No. 1028368; Ranger; Level 23; Status: Dead]

【serial number……】

The names of five professionals have turned gray.

And mark the death information.

"fine."

Zheng Yu was relieved when he saw that only five professionals died.

He was afraid that other professionals would die too quickly.

Well... to be precise, he was afraid that other professionals would die in his own hands.

Killing other space professionals is the fastest way for him to improve his strength.

Not only are there a lot of experience and equipment drops, but there are also loot chests that produce emblems and replicators.

Even more, Zheng Yu still doesn’t know how to use the “kill points”.

Even if he didn't know what "kill points" did, he could tell that it was definitely the most useful thing.

[The apostle's mark has been refreshed! 】

[You can find the coordinates of the apostle's mark on the map! 】

[The number of Apostle Marks refreshed this time is: 12! 】

[Please be careful, there will be energy guardians around the Apostle Mark this time. Please defeat the energy guardian first, and then seize the Apostle Mark. 】

It was only less than 30 minutes apart.

The second wave of apostle marks is refreshed.

"12 pieces..."

Zheng Yu found that the marks were reduced.

The fewer the imprints, the more collisions.

In the last round, Zheng Yu had "very good luck". Only he and the masked captain's team of professionals met.

The other professional teams probably didn't meet or collide, so only the masked captain's team died.

Zheng Yu did not open the map immediately.

Instead, all the summoned beasts except the giant-winged spirit butterfly were withdrawn into the space.

Sitting on the giant winged spirit butterfly, it flew into the air.

The seal of the apostle is of course important.

But grabbing the apostle's mark is just to win.

Killing all the competitors, wouldn’t all the apostle’s marks belong to him?

As the giant-winged spirit butterfly flew higher and higher, Zheng Yu's field of vision became wider and wider. Looking around, he could see almost half of the island.

The island is actually not big.

The light emitted by the 12 apostle's marks was all caught in Zheng Yu's eyes.

"found it!"

Zheng Yu instantly discovered a group of professionals, about three apostle marks away from him.

"Um?"

Zheng Yu was surprised to find that there was actually a team of professionals running towards the mark.

And the goal is very clear.

Not the seal of the apostles!

But a professional!

Zheng Yu frowned, "Good guy, are you trying to steal my business?"

It was obvious that the purpose of this team of professionals was the same as his own, and they came for killing.

"It seems they are very confident."

Zheng Yu looked at the team of professionals in the air and said to himself.

In the abyss, the best way is to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. If you have no choice, you will choose to fight. After all, every loss of a team member and every loss of a resurrection cross is a loss of combat power.

Unless you are a professional who is extremely confident in your own strength.

Professional killers, with experience, equipment, and kill points, naturally cannot avoid this kind of competition.

"Psychic butterfly, fly over quickly."

"They are fighting, let's break up the fight!"

Zheng Yu, who is eager to help others and loves peace, urged.

"Ling——"

The giant-winged spirit butterfly sensed its master's eagerness to "rescue people" and directly sang its butterfly cry. With 600 agility added, it rushed towards the battlefield like a gust of wind!

…

"Brother, someone is following us!"

The team that reached the Apostle's Mark area first sensed the surrounding situation.

A short girl, holding a green staff in her hand, said to the young warrior beside her.

The young warrior's skin was dark gray, his muscles were strong, and he carried an exaggerated heavy sword on his back.

"Druids set up formation."

"Shield battle protects the mage."

The young warrior gave instructions quickly, and then asked the girl next to him, "Sister, which direction are they coming from?"

"Heaven!"

"?"

The young warrior suddenly looked towards the sky, and saw a very beautiful butterfly swooping towards them at an alarming speed.

The young warrior dodged quickly.

However, the butterfly did not deal any damage as fast as it flew. Instead, it flapped its wings and landed gracefully when it was about to land.

"Hey, am I early?"

A puzzled voice came from behind the butterfly.

The warrior youth looked at this person cautiously.

No teammates, no support, only one person... This means that this is the team of professionals with only one person, the so-called lone wolf!

"..."

Zheng Yu felt the hostility, and showed his head from behind the wings of the giant-winged spirit butterfly, and said with a smile: "Don't panic, I'm here to persuade you to stop fighting."

"Push you to stop fighting?"

"Ah, but I seem to be early, you haven't started fighting yet."

"..."

As soon as Zheng Yu finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps came from a distance.

A warrior holding a double axe jumped out of the woods and shouted loudly: "The mark is mine! The head is mine! The equipment is all mine!"

Then, four warriors with double axes rushed out from behind him.

They rushed out screaming.

Zheng Yu: "..."

Warrior Youth: "..."

Well... I thought it was a strong and confident hunter team, but I didn't expect... it was just a bunch of reckless men.

Double-axe warrior, a typical berserker warrior.

"A team of five berserker warriors is rare, even more outrageous than me and two assassins."

Zheng Yu complained.

He found that the skin of the warrior youth's team was all black and gray, which did not belong to any race Zheng Yu knew.

And this team of all berserkers was very tall, with an average height of more than two meters, which was also abnormal.

"Why are there 6 of you!?"

The berserker asked.

Zheng Yu took the initiative to answer: "I am not with them, I am just here to persuade them to stop fighting."

"Putting them to stop fighting?"

The berserker asked the same question as the warrior youth.

Zheng Yu explained: "As long as you are all dead, this fight will not be fought."

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Thanks to the great god certification of "Moruo who loves to eat hot noodles and oil cakes", thank you!!!