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Chapter 70 What kind of bicycle do you want when you just wake up (there are two easter egg chapters)
a few minutes ago.

The card box had already stopped trembling, and Omer's eyes fell on the moment when the fragments flew together with the broken rocks, which were dark and unchanged.

That premonition was clear.

Narita Shirahito's explosive skill [Shadow Break] can accelerate the speed with monster-like power and even explode in a big way when catching up at the final bend. At the same time, the darkness that blooms in an instant will also be broken by her steps——

——This is common sense for Homa, who knows most of the written materials of horse racing girls.

Especially when Narita Shirahito was active in the arena, it was when he first thought about betting on horses.

Of course, at that time, Omer’s success rate in betting on horses was still worrying, and predictions with insufficient basic data were doomed to be unreliable.

Although Omer didn't want to make a judgment so quickly, the schedule did not slow down with the speed of his data investigation.

Judgment should be judged, even if the grasp is not enough.

So send a lot.

And betting on Narita Shirahito was the main source of winning percentage at that time.

Unfortunately, this is not something to be proud of.

Because Narita Shirahito's excellent grades are an open fact, so that the odds can only be described as tragedy - betting on her win can only make some pocket money, but many people expect her to lose,

Homa did not join that ranks, after all, he had just started to bet on horses at that time, and he still had enough respect for the players because he had longed for the appearance of a horse girl earlier.

Coupled with his consistent prudence and relative conservatism, he felt that earning a little bit of pocket money was more stable than the sudden surprise of winning the big prize.

The steps should be taken step by step. Those few days in Tianmen City were his first big strides in his life.

Although it's not convenient to see people temporarily because the trousers have been pulled apart, but fortunately, it's not a big deal.

But then again, even though Narita Bairen showed a stable strength, Aomer still collected a lot of information about Narita Bairen in order to strengthen his self-confidence.

Not even let go of some short-lived gossip.

Those things are difficult to distinguish between true and false, and even now, there are not many that can be proved from various information over the past few years.

But only for that 'shadow', Homa can tentatively summarize what can be called a sure cognition.

[The energy aggregate constructed by negative emotions does not possess intelligence, but there is an instinct-like stress response due to the ingredients]

After all, it is composed of emotions, and it will naturally act in accordance with those emotions itself. The reason why they first entangled Narita Bairen is unknown, but Narita Bairen's own emotions and the emotions of others who have been in contact with her undoubtedly contributed to its existence. , the emotional composition it includes has been unclear.

Very familiar, Omer is very familiar, as if he has returned to the examination room.

It is also familiar as if it belonged to the body of the giant beast.

Complex and diverse, intertwined black emotions, a collection of black emotions suppressed by will.

Narita Bairen may have the same potential as him to control the power of monsters, of course, the premise is that she can be recognized by the beta system.

Otherwise, the best thing to do is to take the next step, and the potential to be a venom owner may also be there (crossed out).

As for why the moment of eruption can cause my heart palpitations and even the vibration of the card box.
Omer's fingers in his trouser pocket rubbed the card box, as if he felt the cold metal texture, and seemed to comfort the silent card.

As for that?
He asked from the bottom of his heart.

A king in the water, an Ultraman killer, what a fierce flame your darkness and frenzy are, why should you care about the roar of that little beast?
There is no will, only instinct is this little trouble, just like the ancient machinery, which lacks flexibility.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment. I have to pay extra attention to this kind of negative energy product. Aomo thought to himself, and what he saw was also the conversation between the two racehorse girls in the distance.

Seeing that Narita Bairen seemed to be a little restless and looked back to this side, Homa greeted Bize and David beside him.

"Don't look, it's over there, let's go to the other side."

In order to avoid being suspicious in person, he even deliberately said that after Narita Bairen turned around, he pulled the brim of his hat and walked first.

But Bize still said angrily at the same place:

"how do you know!"

"I think the two of them will still fight, the horse race girl's physical strength is not so mediocre!"

Many passers-by also cast approving glances, but their approval was meaningless. When Pipa Chenguang stepped forward, everyone could see that the duel was over.

The reporters in the crowd were already gearing up, ready to be the first to seize the opportunity.

Bize, who was walking on the road and didn't concentrate on looking back, saw that David and Omer had gone a long way when he turned his head, and had to hurry to keep up.

Follow up and start trying to coax back:
"I said it's okay for David to follow you. You don't plan to seize the opportunity to strike up a conversation? Didn't you receive an invitation from Treisen? I heard that Narita Shirahito doesn't have many people in Treisen College." See, haunted all day long."

"Is it necessary? Especially in this bad environment."

Omer's eyes were full of surprise and pity: "If you want to be published in the lace news, I can cheer you up and help you."

"Forget it then," Bize shrank his head, "but what do you want us to see?"

"look at this."

As Omer said, a menu popped up when he swiped his fingers in the air, and then he tapped his fingers, and a throwing knife with light flow appeared in the air. He held it in his hand, and it rotated smoothly. Turned into a silver light.

Straight into the center of the target 15 meters away.

"..." x2.

This move immediately silenced Bize and David together.

It's just that the latter exclaimed in less than three seconds: "Amazing! You still have this hand?!"

During the speech, the distant target has already slid towards the three of them along the track on the ground, almost in an instant.

A mature target will come by itself after the user projects, allowing the user to observe the results.

The distance at this moment was enough for the three of them to observe clearly, seeing that the blade of the flying knife was completely submerged in the sisal target.

"This power" David raised his hand and pulled out the flying knife, observing the three-inch smooth blade surface, and found that the flying knife was collapsing and dissipating, and a warning screen of 'no authority' appeared in front of him.

It was a bit embarrassing, but when he looked at Omer with his normal face, David patted him on the back cheerfully, "No wonder you said you came to be a mercenary, so you are so strong?"

"Recently."

Omer smiled, and had to admit that although pulling his brother over to pretend to be coercive, he did feel quite satisfied, but he didn't intend to continue, but after looking at the crowd in the distance, he continued to move forward and pulled him further. long distance.

There are still a small group of dedicated trainers in the training ground divided into several terrains, and Omer is also moving closer to them.

By the way, he glanced at Bize who had been hesitant to speak: "You can ask them one by one."

"The first movement?" Bize seemed to be waiting for his words, and spoke quickly.

"The gestures set in advance are like the graphic unlocking on the phone, and here is the transfer menu." Omer replied.

"Then the weighing of flying knives just now?" "Weighing of flying knives is okay, I almost didn't understand."

Thanks to the power of "non-existent memory", Omer was able to understand the other party's unique nouns belonging to a certain game, and Bize himself also realized later, and understood more clearly Omer's words in the chat software. The gift of 'traveled' mentioned was indeed delivered.

"I used to have this accuracy, but I can only accurately hit within eight meters, but now you see it?"

"Isn't this too much improvement?" Bize stared at Amo with the gaze of an alien creature, which usually appeared in the scene where Amo stared at Bize in the past.

"That's why." Up to this point, Omer's voice had a dull reverberation-like faulty sound quality.

Bize took two steps back subconsciously, and David was about to activate the special effect of the lumbar neuralgia-like chip acceleration the moment he stopped, staring at the tall figure surrounded by the magic light spots that had not yet completely scattered, and even heard that. The second half of the sentence was gradually lengthened by his perception:
"—Necessary to let you see."

"..."

It doesn't seem to be out of control, is it because I overreacted?

David hurriedly restrained the chip that accelerated nerve transmission and slowed down time in disguise, looked at the tall and hideous figure intertwined with silver and black, and tried to ask, "Omer?"

It looked like a tall demon who was over [-] meters tall even without the horns and tail.

With a metallic luster, the silver cuticle scales all over the upper body, and even the naturally folded and hanging wings, the whole body is gathered around the body like the hem of a silver windbreaker.

But the lower body seemed to be soaked in ink, from the waist down to the heels, it was occupied by pitch black.

Only the rear side of the gap extending like a bone spur in the calf, six symmetrical silver lights flashed like breathing, just like in the irregular crack like a black crescent moon in the chest.The condensed white flowers echo each other with the same rhythm.

A steady flicker of light and dark, like an engine nozzle containing flames.

That's the magic track.

The power of demons all over the body will gather in the heart, and its trajectory turns into a special pattern on the chest. This strangeness also appears on the wings, the long spiked tail behind him, and the pale claws and fingertips.

David and Bizer don't understand these structural details. For them, Omer just walked and talked with them, and suddenly he grew up several times, and his face became completely inhuman.

That face seemed to be covered with a demonic silver visor, a pair of silver horns extending spirally from both sides of the head and protruding upwards had a hollow at the end, a black flame was burning in the hollow, its outline was like candlelight, But it forms a perfect sharp-edged outline with the silver horn itself.

And what overflowed from the blood-colored eyeholes was the black flowing flame that was in line with the tip of the sharp corner, and together with the dents on the edge of the eyeholes, it created a visual impression of 'scrutiny'.

"...Is there someone in your family called Sparta?"

After scrutinizing it for a while, Bize couldn't help saying this.

What's more damning is that Omer can understand it. In fact, he also had such an idea when he was admiring the shape of a demon himself.

Moreover, this kind of human taste is too little, and even the face is closer to a demon than a human head shape, which completely belongs to the type of Dante and Virgil in the fifth generation of true demons in memory, not like Nero There are also exquisite facial features that are roughly the same as human beings.

But I have to say that even Virgil's gas stove head is not as weird as his horns lighting the wax, especially the flame is still black.

"I'm not sure, my family expelled and denied my father a long time ago, let alone me who is of impure blood." He wanted to say bastard, it was just a biological word without insulting meaning, but he wanted to come here The two of them might be comforted by mentioning this word in front of them, so forget it.

The slender and sharp tail like a bone cone behind him also raised slightly and then fell down—this is probably the only characteristic that fits him in the devil image that Aumer made for himself in the online world.

But what he pinched for himself was a pure color, not this black that spread from his waist to halfway, and then turned into a slightly rhythmic glow, densely packed with dizzying silver moon patterns.

The thinking was twisted again.
Omer, who returned to the topic of family, thought for a while and added:
"And my adoptive father said that the demon form of my father's line is indeed this style."

It is different from the crude trash like traditional demons. It looks like an elite monster or even the level of the Four Heavenly Kings, but the quality is mixed.

As a vampire who once beat Omer's relatives, the adoptive father's evaluation is of gold content at the level of the parties involved.

"So what's your state?"

After listening for a while, his eyes changed from being suspicious at the beginning to careful observation, and then David, whose eyes were shining, seemed to feel that Omer's demonization was very in line with his aesthetics of inhuman monsters.

And after looking at the shape, it's time to ask about the ability. David also understands that Omer is here to show them this, so he is naturally looking forward to it.

Then he saw a throwing knife manifested in the opponent's hand, probably for the sake of laziness, it was quite consistent with the shape generated by the system before, and he threw it directly without any tricks, piercing through a target 30 meters away in an instant.

Then, when the two of them stared at the distance and strength that appeared on the light screen next to the target, Omer slid his claws again and connected his fingertips.

A long sword with condensed brilliance was held in his hand and pierced fiercely, piercing through another large target at the same distance with a more fierce momentum, and the pop-up light screen directly showed its speed and strength.

This action was too fast, neither of them had reacted yet, they were still being blown by the strong wind on their cheeks and hair, and Aumer's hands were reunited, as if they were going to perform some kind of magic.

After all, he can't keep throwing things away, like Lv.10 for big lobsters, Lv.20 for armored lobsters, and Lv.30 for big wings and color-changing lobsters.

But when the magic circle was initially outlined, it was suddenly scattered by him, and instead stretched out his arms that were fortunately free of bone spurs to embrace the two of them.

At that moment, the wings stretched out, and hot silver blossoms shot out from the gaps in the scales behind him, distorting the air and bringing a strong thrust.

Before a group of reporters surrounded them, the demon rose up with two people shouting in horror and excitement, and left behind several eager flashing lights.

Omer once commented that it was a pity that his demonization did not have any special abilities except for the upper limit of the blue bar.

That's true, but this form's improvement in strength, speed, and responsiveness is too much for a beast.

Just like his evaluation that was close to complaining at the beginning:
Very Showa reform people.

　Thank you Huaxin Daluobei, book friend 170101072036452, time does not meet il, fellow Taoist, don't come here without any problems, (-.-)! ? , Thousand and One 1101, The Deacon of the Great Collector, AT2001, Heart of Obsidian, Yun Moqing, those who don't bother to name their rewards.

　　thanks, thanks
　　The demonic shape is the same as that of "Universal Wear" in the past, referring to the design of Dante as the main part and Virgil as the supplementary part, and it has the same spray-flame acceleration design of the ancient road. This is the author's private aesthetic. What about Tianhuilong of.

　　At the same time, it is natural to arrange Omer's impression color and personal style.

　　The beginning is the design of the complete body of the real devil. After all, because of the blood arrangement and the accumulation of hair, it has been completely released by external forces after holding back for 18 years, and it is directly finalized. Unless the soul changes drastically, there is no room for design to continue to change.

　　There is no foreshadowing in this regard, that is, pure marginalization is not important, and I will find a time to make up a small piece later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)