Magic Item Master

Chapter 1157
These arms look soft like ribbons, but they are actually extremely powerful. They can easily lift objects weighing tens of tons. Their grip strength is even more terrifying. They can hold iron into mud and easily crush many alloys whose hardness is far beyond that of diamonds.

One arm may not be a big deal, but when the number reaches a certain level, the attacks of these arms are extremely terrifying. He has torn his opponents to pieces in this arena more than once, which is also the origin of his title of Dark Lord.

"There are all kinds of things!"

Zhang Sen saw the dense black hands reaching out, his eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately used his ability.

The space around him instantly became blurred, and then countless arms sprung out like mushrooms after a rain, directly colliding with the incoming black hands.

There are densely packed arms on both sides, and the arms are constantly torn between the arms. Although the black arms are stronger, their number is far inferior to the arms made of flesh and blood.

After the black arm is destroyed, it will turn into black air and dissipate, and the flesh and blood arm will gradually disappear if it is torn apart.

The entire arena was full of arm-to-arm collisions. The audience fell silent, and many people turned pale. With this level of attack, many people thought to themselves that it was impossible to have the slightest chance of winning, and even the chance of surviving was low. Very slim.

"This guy has strong magic power." Zhang Sen thought to himself when he saw a new black arm appeared after part of the black arm disappeared.

In fact, strictly speaking, the power in the Dark Lord's body should be magic power instead of magic power. The difference is not small, but Zhang Sen has already passed the period of worrying about such boring things. In the past, he would stubbornly call each power by the correct name. But now he is rarely confused, he can call it whatever he wants.

Because on the floating battleship, all the women called mana magic power, and he didn't bother to correct it, so he called it easy.

The Dark Lord is a wizard, almost equivalent to a ninth-level wizard. The mana in his body is very huge, and his mental power is also very terrifying. He has passed the stage of destroying heaven and earth when casting spells, and prefers to concentrate the power in a small area. , these arms are one of his masterpieces.

But he didn't expect Zhang Sen to have a similar move. Those arms were obviously the arms of a living person. How many people would have to be sacrificed to form such a huge group of arms?
He felt that he was not qualified to be called the devil king in front of Zhang Sen, and he was simply a good boy.

"I don't believe it, his arm has an endless source of energy." He was ruthless in his heart, and kept converting mana into his arm, hoping to persist until Zhang Sen used up all his arms.

After all, his arms are only composed of mana, and Zhang Sen's arms are all flesh and blood, so he must win in the end.

It was with this belief that he then crazily output his own mana, while Zhang Sen turned on everything, allowing the arms to exert their own abilities. After all, these arms had instincts in life and did not require his careful manipulation.

"Our Mr. [-] Points and the Dark Lord are evenly matched, who will win in the end?" The man with the scar stared at the audience, as if he was talking to himself or to the audience.

The Dark Lord is already the third strongest in the Arena of Powers, otherwise he wouldn't be named the Devil King.

If even the Dark Lord loses to Zhang Sen, then he can only invite those two to make a move. The question is whether the arena can bear the aftermath of the two battles, and the man with the scar is a little worried.

He is one of the few people here who first followed the Taizheng Tenmu, and he is different from these people. These people are forced to participate first and then subdue them. But there is not much loyalty to speak of.

Just like the Dark Lord, he actually has his own little calculations, and now he is willing to sacrifice his life because the benefits given by the Tianmu Emperor are large enough.

Emperor Tianmu's policy is very simple, that is, the ants at the bottom directly oppress with force, the middle-level gives both kindness and power, and the high-level combines interests.

But now Zhang Sen's appearance may break the current balance, because Zhang Sen's current strength is unfathomable. Once he really defeats the remaining two, then Tianmu Emperor will have to personally suppress Zhang Sen.

It's fine if you win, but once you lose, all plans of Emperor Tianmu will be wiped out.

The man with the scar constantly stirs up the atmosphere and encourages these people to fight Zhang Sen. In fact, the purpose is to consume Zhang Sen. He hopes to weaken Zhang Sen through this method and test Zhang Sen's true strength. At least the Emperor Tianmu has no choice but to act Sometimes it helps too.

In fact, Zhang Sen's score is constantly increasing, the purpose is to lure these strong men to make a move, the Dark Lord can't bear it anymore, and if he wants to impress those two next, he will probably need even higher scores.

Zhang Sen knew the scar man's thoughts like the palm of his hand, but he didn't care. After all, everyone else had already arrived, so could Emperor Tianmu escape?

Moreover, he hasn't met such an interesting opponent for a long time. Although these people are not strong, they all have their own ideas. Occasionally fighting against these people will also benefit him.

Half an hour later, the Dark Lord gradually began to run out of support. After all, he had hundreds of arms and needed constant replenishment. On the other hand, the arms still needed to be manipulated by himself with mental power, not like Zhang Sen who let the arms move by themselves.

It's okay for a short time, but it's hard to support it for a long time.

How many people did this guy kill?

The Dark Lord's heart was trembling, and at the same time he knew that if he continued to persist, he might be consumed to death by Zhang Sen.

We can't continue like this, we must break the game!

"Dark True Body!"

The Dark Lord roared, and instantly all the black arms shrank suddenly, and then with him as the center, the dark power twisted like a whirlpool, and then a huge dark giant rushed out of the darkness.

This dark giant has no face and is made of pure black, just like the suspect in the anime Detective Conan.

However, it was close to 50 meters high. Although it was only half-length, its arms were very long. The moment it came out, it shredded all the arms in Zhang Sen's direction with its hands.

The Dark Lord is in the body of the black giant, and his spiritual power is inextricably linked to the black giant. He stared at Zhang Sen, who was among the countless broken limbs, raised his staff and shouted: "Darkness suppresses!"

At the same time, the black giant raised his hands, and a huge dark energy ball was instantly formed between his hands, and then the black giant smashed the black energy ball at Zhang Sen violently.

"It's too much, too much!" Zhang Sen watched the dark energy ball falling from the sky, occupying almost two-thirds of the entire arena, and couldn't help talking to himself.

This arena is as big as five or six football fields. You can imagine how huge this energy ball is.

After Zhang Sen complained, the next moment he opened another function of the myriad of things.

A huge arm sprang out from the ground in an instant, and punched the dark energy ball. Suddenly, the entire dark energy ball was blown up like a balloon, and the dark energy scattered in all directions.

But it's not over yet. After the arm blasted the dark energy ball, it hit the yellow dragon directly, and punched the dark giant's chest. The Dark Lord inside the chest immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Whose arm is this?"

The Dark Lord's eyes were dizzy, and his internal organs were in severe pain. He was shocked to the extreme. This arm was completely different from the previous arm. This was definitely not the arm of an ordinary giant, but the arm of a strong man.

"It's not over yet!"

Zhang Sen's voice drifted over at this moment.

Then the huge arm turned into a fist, and suddenly slapped the dark giant's chest.

Zhang Sen knew that this battle was over, because the Dark Lord couldn't bear the power of this palm. Although the Dark Lord's physical strength was not weak, his internal organs were injured by the punch just now, and this palm was the detonation. .

Sure enough, after one palm, the Dark Lord was unable to suppress the injuries in his body, and he screamed, and the dark giant dissipated immediately. Like a bird hit by a shotgun, he fell powerlessly to the ground, and then his body quickly turned into ashes .

At this time, Zhang Sen noticed a small detail, that is, the color of ashes of different people was different, and the amount of ashes was also different.

"The Dark Lord lost, and the Dark Lord also lost to Mr. [-] points, so how much will Mr. [-] points be raised to?" the man with the scar yelled at this time.

But this time, no one continued to follow suit. After all, Zhang Sen's strength was too strong. No one knew whether this was Zhang Sen's limit.

The scarred man didn't care about the atmosphere at all, and said to himself: "The result is out. From now on, Mr. 30 points is officially promoted to 30, [-]. Can someone take it away?"

30, the atmosphere was detonated instantly, and countless people's eyes were red.

It was only 30 before, and it became [-] in a blink of an eye. The span is too big, and the money is touching!

The man with the scar looked in the direction of the two masters. Neither the man nor the woman changed their expressions. They were sitting in two different positions. There was no emotion on their faces, and it seemed that they had no intention of doing anything.

"They want Emperor Tianmu to make a move?" the man with the scar was thinking suspiciously.

It's normal to wait for the price to sell, but now that Tianmu Emperor has raised the price to 30, these two people still seem not to be tempted, this is to force Tianmu Emperor.

Once they know the bottom line of Tianmu Emperor, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to deal with in the future.

At this time, a half-human, half-mechanical man stepped out, this is a strong man under the Dark Lord, named Alpha.

"Alpha decided to make a move, but the Dark Lord has already been defeated. Can he defeat Mr. 30?" The man with the scar didn't continue to think, and quickly opened his mouth to stir up the atmosphere.

He knew very well that Alpha couldn't beat Zhang Sen, but now he could delay if he could, and consume if he could. After all, if those two didn't make a move, the Emperor Tianmu couldn't make a move.

Alpha's body structure is very special, half of his body is human, and the other half is made of pink crystals and metal machinery.

The pink crystal is probably equivalent to the shell, and it is a translucent shell. Zhang Sen can clearly see the internal mechanical operation, but those machines are obviously wrong.

First of all, most of the people were replaced by machines. Theoretically, to keep the other half of the body alive, the machines must be extremely fine, but Zhang Sen only saw a lot of gears and some inexplicable pipes.

This thing is rough like a child's toy, not like a fine high-tech product at all.

"My name is Alpha. I probably used to be alone. Please advise me." Alpha looked at Zhang Sen and said at this moment.

He has no expression on his face, and his voice has no ups and downs. He feels like a robot. The problem is that he has desires, otherwise he would not be tempted by 30.

(End of this chapter)