After the Strange Talk Prevails

In the headquarters of this world, everyone watched the White Dragon King go from suppressing the rage demon to being suppressed. It was only a few minutes before the confrontation. There is no doubt that the White Dragon King’s momentum is high enough, and everyone is shocked by his indomitable momentum. .

But I have to admit that in the face of the more primitive and stalwart power of the Fury Demon, this kind of indomitable driving with a praying man’s arm and hitting a rock with a pebbles is the same.

He left huge wounds on the wrath demon's body, and dazzling blood spurted from the wounds into thorn-like red ice edges. He cut off the wrath demon's flesh, and inserted the ice skate in his hand into this end again and again. The body of the monster is like a hunter who tried to kill dinosaurs in ancient times.

At first, those huge wounds were indeed enough to invigorate people, so that everyone had an illusion, as if the White Dragon King alone could inflict severe injuries that the Rage Demon could not bear.

Humans always instinctively associate wounds and bleeding with death, and regard the number of wounds and bleeding as the countdown to death...If the fact is that way, it is really exciting, but the reality is that these wounds are just wounds... Even just decoration.

The human-shaped giant lizard’s calf was chopped off, and the bone on one side of the mouth was exposed. There was a cracked wound from the chest to the waist and abdomen. There were frozen hoarfrost everywhere on the body. It looked like it was scarred. It fate soon, and its anger seemed to be a beast dying to be struggling.

But soon this stereotype was subverted, with faster movements, more powerful and swift attacks, more surging and savage roars and roars, and tons of stone knives suddenly seemed to lose weight, and they were as fast as a toy. Swinging, the huge size does not hinder the swiftness of action at all, and every grasp and punch reminds people of the speed at which humans slap flies and cockroaches.

That kind of speed will only be missed because of a mistake in aiming, and will never be avoided because of the difference in speed. The White Dragon King is like a cockroach in front of it, he was bitten, and then fell.

If it wasn't for the conjurer who rushed out last to save him, the battle would be over now.

In the headquarters room, all contacts were silent, and the huge space echoed the roar of the rage demon in the video. The electronic device could not record the inhuman voice completely, but after the volume was reduced, the voice still made the brain trembling.

In the video, no sound can be heard except the voice of the Rage Demon, although it seems that the White Dragon King is also roaring.

The previous fighting style of sloths gave everyone an overly optimistic evaluation of sins. They didn't even realize that killing sloths was just a coincidence. Sloths were not a collision of forces, so they couldn't give them intuitive feelings.

But if you look back at that battle from the perspective of fighting spirit, then except for the final Jedi counterattack, everyone has become a fish under the knife of the sloth.

"Is there such things in the Shishan space?" A liaison officer smoked dullly, frowning his brows.

In a space that you don’t know how to eliminate, there is a monster of this level hidden, and this monster will not disappear after being killed, and will reappear in front of the next batch of invaders. It is very hopeless to think about it.

It even seems to have broken the rules of weirdness. Weirdness is a collection of emotions, and there should be an upper limit.

Zhang Wei's expression was also very solemn, and he was extremely worried. He did not expect that the evil demon in the corpse mountain space would be such a nonsense thing. What is the upper limit of the monster's injury? Can't see it at all?

"Does the analysis department have any good plans?" someone asked.

"It's just the ones that have been broadcast before, and the analysis on the rage demon is almost done." Another person replied.

This statement is even more desperate, but they have also thought of this result for a long time, there are so many commissioners in, no matter how to match it, there will be no amazing chemical reaction.

It’s like you’re going to the table with a few bits and pieces of cards and want to play, and you’re going to get together, or it’s either three belts, two plus a few pairs, or a straight plus a king, and you sit. The people across from you are full of bombs.

You can make three plus three become three by three, but people themselves are one hundred.

"Wait, someone else has passed by!" someone suddenly said.

In the live broadcast, another person got out of the car and walked towards the battlefield. That person was wearing the uniform of the commissioner and carrying a box behind his back.

Although there was only a back, Zhang Wei could tell at a glance that it was Zhou Ming!

Jiang Hanxun also stood up, tremblingly: "Is that him?"

"Well, it's him."

"Why does he pass now?"

Jiang Hanxun was feeling a little out of control. His hands and feet were cold. He didn't think Zhou Ming would have a chance of winning against that kind of monster. Instead of going to death now, why not escape this level and save Zhu Ying?

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Zhou Ming rushed to the battlefield at an unpleasant speed, all the moves in his mind came to mind one by one.

Ice cut, ice shield, ice fog, ice chain.

He doesn't have many moves. Ice shield and ice fog can almost be eliminated in this battle. The damage effect that the ice cut can cause is temporarily unknown. The ice chain cannot be used to restrain the opponent, but it may be used for his own movement.

The limited power did not give Zhou Ming enough choices, and he did not have much room to play. In the face of the rage demon, all the technical powers were greatly weakened.

In the face of absolute power, any tactics will become useless.

However, skills can be used not only for attacks, but also for assistance!

From this moment, he also joined the battle!

Zhou Ming quickly inspected the Rage Demon's field of vision with a full view, and found that the Rage Demon's field of vision was much larger than that of ordinary humans. If the width of the human field of vision is about 180 degrees, the Rage Demon's field of vision is about two hundred. At seventy degrees, except for the blind spot behind its head, other places will be seen by it.

But fortunately, this guy's field of vision also has a clear point ~ www.readwn.com~ The focus of the field of view can determine the object it is focusing on.

For example, now, it is staring at the White Dragon King.

And if you want to be effective, you must show the courage to use spells regardless of the consequences when facing the black mud!

Zhou Ming took a deep breath and suddenly let out a violent drink. The low temperature spread along the direction of Zhou Ming's wave. The water vapor in the air condensed into tiny ice crystal dust, which was disturbed by the low-temperature airflow and turned into a white mist.

The fog that walked close to the ground quickly enveloped a large area around the White Dragon King. The White Dragon King was taken aback for a moment and guessed that Zhou Ming had joined the battle.

Except for him, the only elemental conjurer was the Musketeer!

"I'll help you!" Zhou Ming shouted.

The fog obscured the Rage Demon's vision, the giant palm pressed down on the ground, but failed to hold down the bug, but it swept across the ground with a wave!

The huge palm swept across the cold mist, and the sharp claws swept past the back of the White Dragon King. A few centimeters away was the distance between life and death.