Disaster Border

Chapter 189 Hand of Demigod

Unknowingly, time passed quickly, and more than a week of time passed quickly in Qiao Yu’s practice.

On this day, Qiao Yu went to the tavern routinely after some practice.

At this time, the sky had just dimmed, and the tavern was already a bit noisy.

“Are you? Qiao Yu?” Qiao Yu just sat down and suddenly a strange cry rang.

Qiao Yu looked sideways, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was looking at him with a surprised look.

“Hello Brother Joe!”

At this time, many disaster fighters greeted Qiao Yu one after another.

Qiao Yu has spent a lot of time here, and naturally many people know Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu gently waved his hand to beckon to hear.

At this time, the young man suddenly came back to his senses, and said quickly: “Hello Brother Joe!”

“Boy, are you here?” At this time, a big bald man beside the boy slapped the boy on the shoulder.

“Yeah, I just came here half a month ago.” The young man looked at the big man and said, at the same time, his eyes slightly cast Qiao Yu and then quickly retracted. “Unexpectedly, during this period of time, Qiao Yu, the rumored’Hand of the Demigod,’ was actually here.”

“But then again, this Dage, what does this ‘hand of a demigod’ mean?” the young man looked at the bald man and asked softly.

Hand of the demigod!

This is the nickname given to Qiao Yu’s rise in fame during this period.

The hand of the demigod-Qiao Yu.

Those who can get a nickname are all strong, but those people are all A-level, AA-level, and even S-level.

There are very few nicknames that can be obtained in DD.

“Is the god powerful?” the bald man asked.

“Strong.” The boy nodded.

In the disaster world, young people are very clear that the gods are powerful and terrifying.

“The gods ignore the common people and regard everything as ants. They are not restricted by human ethics and morals, and are not restricted by human feelings.” At this point, the bald man lowered his voice.

“And that Qiao Yu, Blacken, has a disposition that is completely different from that of ordinary people, and some people say that the disposition of the gods is like this, indifferent to the common people, so Qiao Yu’s disposition is close to God.”

“The combination of powerful strength and that incredible character is the so-called hand of a demigod.”

The bald man slowly expounded in a low voice.

“It turned out to be such a meaning.” The young man nodded and suddenly realized.

“You have to remember that when you encounter him in the disaster mission world, you have to stay away. That guy never speaks a little truth or morality.”

“Hmm!” The young man nodded hurriedly.

“The hand of a demigod?”

Qiao Yu shook his head slightly.

Although the big man lowered his voice, in Qiao Yu’s ears, it was all heard without a word.

During this period of time, the hand of the demigod gradually spread, and Qiao Yu naturally knew it.

In the face of this situation, Qiao Yu just looked at it faintly.

While drinking “Blood Night Flower”, Qiao Yu listened to various news that many people talked about, and at the same time, through the communication panel, he checked various information released by many disaster castles.

Among the many disaster castles, the communication channels between each other are not few, but the information published on the main page of the castle is the most widely circulated.

During this period of time, a lot of things happened, and I gradually learned about it by getting to know Qiao Yu.

There are a lot of disaster castles, and there are also many warriors who enter the disaster world after Death in each parallel world.

With this huge base, plus the projection of the game on many parallel worlds, there is never a shortage of masters in the world of disasters.

At the same time, Qiao Yu gradually understood.

On the side of the Legion Warriors, it is indeed terrifyingly powerful.

Compared with disaster warriors, there are fewer strong people in the upper ranks. Legionnaires seem to be the opposite, the higher they are, the more powerful they are.

After all, many soldiers of the Legion have entered the world of missions once, and they will practice in the magic capital for a long time, and some will even practice for a year or two before entering the world of disaster missions again. Every time before entering the mission world, their strength is completely Ascension to a world that can adapt well to that level. And they can completely avoid disaster warriors, choose low-difficulty, high-yield mission worlds, and complete missions smoothly by themselves.

The disaster warrior only has one month to practice in the disaster castle. And mandatory random tasks.

In a limited time, if it does not rise quickly, it will inevitably fall. Therefore, there will only be fewer and fewer disaster fighters.

As a result, as time goes by, the Legion Warriors will only grow stronger, and the Calamity Warriors will only grow weaker and weaker.

But the one that can rise is undoubtedly not the strongest existence in the same rank.

Soon, more than an hour passed.

After reading the recent events step by step, Qiao Yu drank the bloody night flower in the cup in one gulp.

Then he moved his steps and walked out of the tavern.

When Qiao Yu left the tavern, a middle-aged man who was 15 or 16 years old, wearing a casual suit, followed Qiao Yu out of the tavern when he moved.

All the way down the quiet path, Qiao Yu came to the forest bench after a while.

After sitting down, Qiao Yu lightly lit a cigarette.

At this time, the three 15 or 16 years old man in casual clothes walked over slowly.

Qiao Yu raised his head, and the man in casual clothes also raised his head, his eyes facing each other, they were all calm as water.

Qiao Yu knew that there were many strong men in the disaster world, and the man in front of him was obviously a top-notch strong man.

At least this man’s strength, Qiao Yu can feel, is stronger than himself.

Obviously this man is a real senior, like a dangerous, powerful black fish lurking in the deep water.

“Can you have one?” The man walked over to Qiao Yu and sat down.

Qiao Yu handed one over.

The man lightly lit himself, and then took a deep sip.

Then they both smoked quietly without talking.

Soon the night became deeper and deeper, and the two of them were completely submerged.

Until the man finished smoking, at this time, the man slowly spoke. “Jieyang Night, have you ever heard of it?”

“Jieyang Night?”

Qiao Yu’s expression condensed slightly, then nodded slightly.

Of course, Qiao Yu had heard of the famous “Jieyang Night”.

In the disaster and disaster world, various small teams are generally the mainstream form.

Of course, the larger guild is more viable, but in many cases, large guilds are brutally suppressed by the legion.

After all, a small team is not a big threat, and a guild with hundreds of people is a threat to the legion.

Therefore, in the disaster world, facing the suppression of Legion B, the guilds of the disaster fighters are often ill-conditioned, and the larger ones are also the gathering place for the lackeys of the Legion fighters.

But are there any guilds that dare to fight against legion fighters?

Obviously there are still some, “Jieyang Night” is a gathering place for such strong people, the main force of rebellion against Legion fighters.

As far as Qiao Yu knows, Jieyang Zhiye is a very special and very powerful organization. If you want to get in, you are at least B-level masters, and even some of them are S-level masters.

Once, the three major legions had three wars against the night of the goat.

But all three wars ended in failure. Since then, Jieyang Night has stood up.

Even in many mission worlds, the Night of Jieyang has counterattacked Legionnaires.

In the world of disaster warriors, Jieyang Night, that is the gathering place for the top powerhouses.

“Are you interested?” the man asked immediately.

“I am very interested, but I think I personally prefer to act alone.” Qiao Yu slowly shook his head.

Although he was interested in this Jieyang Night, Qiao Yu was not interested in joining this organization.

“That’s a shame.” The man shook his head gently.

Immediately, the man stood up and paused, the man still spoke slowly.

“In a few days, there will be a vision, and then, more than a month after the vision, if there are no accidents, some wonderful changes will occur in the world. At that time, it may be an opportunity to change the status quo. The world will remain This status quo has been too long, it’s time to change a little. If you are interested, you might as well look at the situation and act at that time. Maybe it will have a lot of gains. Perhaps, with your participation, you can make the world change. More.”

When the man left, this voice fell directly into Qiao Yu’s ears through the sound transmission props.

“In a few days, there will be a vision? After more than a month, there will be wonderful changes?” Watching the mysterious man’s departure, Qiao Yu remembered this matter deeply.