Online game rebirth Sword God

Chapter 321 Demon Transformation
With the end of the countdown, the first match of single-player eight-to-four officially began.

Chacha, the chief summoner of the gods of the North Continent, the leader of the unicorn team, a level 87 summoner, and the summoner Prometheus, the necromantic knight.

Praise of Death, the chief priest of the Praise of Death guild in the Southern Continent, his specific position in the guild is unknown, and his skills are unknown.

One of the top four will soon be born between these two people...

Facing Praise of Death, Chacha kept Ding Qiang's teaching in mind, and immediately summoned Prometheus as soon as he entered the field, and then suppressed him until the first half, but he retreated quickly, always staying within the magic range of the opponent .

Faced with Chacha's way of coping, Praise of Death was obviously very uncomfortable. He kept trying to get close to Chacha by moving, dodging and other skills, but every time Prometheus blocked his way with his huge body.

"Damn it..." Praise of Death felt depressed.

The facts are no different from what Ding Qiang guessed. As a priest, he can go all the way from the single-player to the quarter-finals. Compared with the attack methods of other priests, Praise of Death indeed has a very powerful skill .

[Devil Transformation]: You become a demon, lose all long-range spells and attack methods, and at the same time increase physical attack by 300%, defense life by 150%, last for 1 minute, and cool down for 10 minutes.

According to his understanding of the opponent named Chacha in front of him, even if he became a demon and his attack power increased by 300%, it would still be quite difficult to kill the opponent within 1 minute.

Therefore, if he wants to win this match, there is only one way, and that is to make full use of this 1 minute and firmly lock on the opponent during the transformation stage. Only in this way can he win this difficult opponent...

"How can a girl be so powerful..." Looking at the beautiful and flowery Summoner opposite, Praise of Death couldn't help but said depressedly.

And in the stalemate between the two sides, under the continuous attack of Prometheus, the life of Hymn of Death also began to drop rapidly, and soon fell to about 60%, although he occasionally used some curse-like Magic launched a counterattack, but under the professional positioning of both sides, Chacha's life only dropped by 10%...

"Damn it, I can't go on like this." He cursed angrily, and Death Praise gritted his teeth, not caring about what to do with the other party once transformed. With a slight movement of his mind, accompanied by a gray-black breath, the whole body The man immediately turned into a demon with wings on his back.

After transforming, Praise of Death's blood volume and defense increased by a large amount, and immediately braced against Prometheus' attack, striding towards Chacha.

"So it's this skill..." Ding Qiang saw a smile on Ding Qiang's face when he saw the greatly changed Death Praise on the field.

"You can still laugh..." Yue Yingming on the side thought: "This skill is so powerful, Chacha is so dangerous, and you still laugh so heartlessly."

"Ha..." Ding Qiang said: "If he has such a little ability, then I dare say that Chacha has already won this game..."

"Are you so sure?" Yueying Ming squinted at Ding Qiang with disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, let's bet..." Ding Qiang said.

Thinking of the last bet, Yueying Mingxin smiled slightly: "What? Didn't you see enough last time?"

"Damn, this female hooligan!" Shaking his head speechlessly, Ding Qiang turned around and began to pay attention to the form on the field again.

As Death Praise transformed into a demon, the whole match quickly became fierce. Holding a big knife in his hand, Death Praise strode after Chacha.

However, what makes him a little depressed is that although he has tried his best to catch up, the summoner in front of him is erratic, especially his summoned beast, the heavy knight has a chance of knocking back every hit, causing considerable trouble for his pursuit...

"Do it!" After finally getting close to the target with great difficulty, and then preparing to output a good meal, but was interrupted by the opponent, the death praise finally couldn't help it.

Abandoning Chacha not far away, he directly locked the target on Prometheus behind him, and slashed at him with a single knife.

Cut down this summoned beast, what tricks can I do if I cut you down... Praise of Death said to himself depressedly.

However, it is a pity that although Praise of Death wanted to understand this, it was too late. After more than ten seconds, as a puff of black smoke cleared, Praise of Death became a priest again.

"I know how to fight now!" Hehe laughed, Death Praise didn't take much time, and quit the game cleanly.

Chacha leads one to zero.

However, although Praise of Death knows how to deal with Chacha, why doesn't Chacha know how to deal with him?
As soon as the second match started, Chacha immediately controlled Prometheus and rushed over with a slight movement of his mind.

clap clap clap!
Under that sharp steel gun, because of the instant, Death Praise had not even had time to transform, and was directly killed in the priest's coma state.

Chacha [-]-[-], took the lead to get the ticket to the semi-finals.

"Hee hee!" Withdrew from the arena, Chacha looked at Ding Qiang proudly and said, "How is my fight?"

"Good!" Ding Qiang laughed

"You...huh!" Chacha gave Ding Qiang a blank look, and said with a blushing face, "There are so many people, you are not serious..."

"It's okay, it's okay, we didn't hear it..." Nangong Xiaoyue and the girls covered their mouths and smiled.

"... "

Although he lost Praise of Death, he has nothing to say. Because of the Devil Transformation skill, his bonus points are actually very abnormal. For other priests, adding points to the force sensitivity attribute is basically a crippled bonus point. If he If you can't solve your opponent within that 1 minute, then there is no hope of winning in the future.

Soon, the second game began.

The two sides in the second game were Red Dust Flames and Short Knife. No matter which side wins, it has nothing to do with the Goddess Guild. However, everyone still hopes that the dagger will win.

If you win the Red Dust Flame, plus Chacha who has already won, and Ding Qiang and Linlang who can win no matter who wins, there will be three players belonging to the Northern Continent among the top four places in the single-player.

But it's a pity that although the dagger that the entire Northern Continent has been looking forward to is extremely brave, the red dust flames that have been soaked in the arena for a long time are also quite impressive. eliminated.

"Damn, it's really for the trash, or the chacha of the descendant of the gods and the undead Xiaoqiang..."

"That's right, you're so stupid, you can't even beat Hongchen Lieyan..."

"... "

Listening to the complaints from everyone on the integrated channel, Dian Dao was really aggrieved and couldn't tell.

Who is Hongchen Lieyan?People outside may not know it, but it is well-known in the arena.

Why did it become "that's for a rookie" in the mouths of those guys...

"Tie Nan, I..." Looking at the complaints in the general channel, he said shortly.

"It's okay, just ignore them." Compared to other people's similarly unreasonable complaints, Tie Nan is more reasonable: "It's no surprise that there are no rookies who can enter the quarterfinals, no matter whether they win or lose."

"Thank you, Boss..." Dagger was immediately moved.

"Let's go." Tie Nan said.

Seeing Tie Nan turn around to leave, Dagger said in a daze, "Boss, where are you going?"

"Where else are you going, let's go to leveling." Tie Nan smiled wryly: "It's useless to stay here, the rest of the game has nothing to do with us..."

"Uh…"

...

Tetsuo and his group left in despair with a dagger, and soon the third wave of the singles competition began.

Zhanmang vs My Heart Flying.

Compared with the previous competition, this competition is far superior both in terms of the fame and strength of the participants, so in an instant, there are crowds of people around the arena. Higher, or my heart is flying to be able to qualify.

Soon, as the two players entered the arena, the entire crowd gradually became quiet, and everyone was afraid of missing any wonderful moment.

"Are you Zhanmang?" Through the iron fence, I asked with disdain on my face.

"It's none of your business." Zhan Mang said.

"Hmph, it's just a reputation." I said with a high heart.

"It's none of your business." Zhan Mang said.

"You..." I said heartily, "Today, I will let you see my true strength."

"It's none of my business." Zhan Mang said.

"Wow ha ha ha ha..." In an instant, the crowd of onlookers in the entire arena burst into laughter.

"Don't talk about it..." Looking at my heart that was almost blown out on the spot, the Blood Flame Dragon Monster shouted: "This cutting mang is interesting, this cheap look is comparable to Xiaoqiang..."

"That's right!"

"This is top..."

"... "

"Do it!" Ding Qiang was speechless for a while.

"Grandpa's..." My heart was pounding like a toad, and it took me a while before I recovered.

And just when he was about to say something to get Yicheng back, accompanied by the sound of dense drums, the competition finally started.

"Call you arrogant, let's see how I deal with you..." Looking at Zhan Mang rushing towards me in front of me, my heart sneered slightly, and my eyes locked on the opponent from afar. Slashing down, he quickly blasted towards Zhanmang on the opposite side...

Whoa!
Seeing this lightning bolt, everyone on the field gasped.

According to the strength shown by my heart flying in the past, this bolt of lightning can kill at least [-] HP of the opponent. Although Zhanmang is powerful, but after deducting the [-] HP, if he wants to deal with the opponent, then It's really difficult...

"What will he do?" Everyone outside the court, including Ding Qiang, asked with some expectation.

But the next moment, after seeing Zhan Mang's response, everyone was stunned.

At some point, there was an extra shield in Zhanmang's hand, holding this shiny golden shield, he just went up to it brazenly.

And the next moment...

Bang!
Accompanied by lightning falling in the sky, a... shocking injury emerged from his head.

-615!

"How is it possible?" My eyes almost jumped out of my heart.

But the next moment, after seeing the shield in the opponent's hand, his expression suddenly changed.

"Lightning resistance?"

"That's right!" Waving the shield in his hand, Zhanmang said with a chuckle, "I spent a lot of effort to get this shield."

"What the hell..." My heart was flying, and my whole body suddenly became cold from the forehead to the asshole.

(End of this chapter)