Alcatraz

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"Wang Lin, you surprised me. I think you should be given a fair chance!"

Snooker suffered a big loss, but his face was still very happy. He gently supported his newly recovered head, and slowly spit out a nearly transparent blade from his palm.

"The exclusive weapon of the undead! One of the eight arsenals, the holy sword Double Moon Asura! You should feel very honored to see such a weapon!"

When I saw the sword in Snooker's palm in its complete form, I really had the idea of ​​going berserk, because this change completely broke my understanding of the core spells of the undead. It seems that the Tunguska magic rune syntax for creating the undead, There is also potential for deeper exploration. But this is just adding insult to injury for me.

The sword of Shuangyue Asura is slightly curved, like a sword or a knife. Its shape is very strange. It is more than two meters long, which is longer than the height of an ordinary adult. However, the sword is extremely narrow, only two meters at most. Finger-width, the entire sword body is like a pool of autumn water, cold and desolate, with only the blade and no hilt, with a charming and demonic look.

Snooker directly grasped the sharp tail end of the Double Moon Asura with both hands, and seemed not to be afraid of being hurt by the long sword without a handle. With a slight wave, the cold sword light moved from the sword to the edge, and finally separated from the sword body, turning into a waning moon and slashing out. This cold sword light was like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating all over the place. It seemed unpleasant, but in fact, its speed had reached its limit, three minutes faster than the bullets of any psychic gun.

In the midst of my busy schedule, I hurriedly fired the Undead Yellow Dragon Cannon. This psychic gun, which is famous for its hardness, was as vulnerable as tofu under the light of the waning moon sword, and was slashed in two sections. Fortunately, the Undead Yellow Dragon Cannon blocked me. I turned around in time and dodged the cold sword light. If I didn't have the ability to foresee the time and space as a lawman and know the danger earlier, this trick would definitely be too much.

"Double Moon Asura, Eight Arsenals...Did the Locke Group create eight top-level undead just to use these eight weapons in conjunction?"

Snooker seemed to enjoy my embarrassment very much, and he explained this problem very kindly: "The Eight Arsenals are not eight weapons, but eight different attributes of the undead. The attributes of Double Moon Asura are moonlight, speed First, after I accepted the magic circle promotion, this divine sword naturally condensed in my body. It can be said that it is me, and I am Shuangyue Asura. I think you don't understand such a complicated thing."

I was proud of Snooker and made a contemptuous gesture, pointing my little finger down to the ground. Snooker laughed loudly, as if he had seen something interesting, and then without answering, he waved the strange long sword in his hand again.

"This sword is a little weird, so you can't fight it forcefully!"

I had a lot of doubts in my heart, so before the cold light of the Waning Moon Sword reached my body, the Netherworld Sword's supernatural power was activated, and it transformed into a mass of tangible and insubstantial ghosts, and disappeared in an instant.

I know the weaknesses of the undead very well. Although Snooker's immortal body is a bit stronger than expected, some weaknesses still cannot disappear immediately.

For example - insufficient induction!

After transforming into a tangible and insubstantial ghost, he can disappear at any time. Snooker can't predict where my next attack will appear. He can only increase the speed to the limit. The double-moon Asura transforms into a cold and cold world. The light curtain, the sword light like water, firmly defended itself.

We both have our own strengths, and we have exchanged sixty or seventy moves in the blink of an eye. Snooker's weakness of not knowing any swordsmanship is slowly revealed. Every time he cannot change his swordsmanship, I will suddenly show up. , the Vesuvian Flame Mountain in his hand was close to the place closest to him, he opened the trigger, and fired at such a close range. No matter how fast he was, he had no time to react, and he could only be riddled with holes by my bombardment.

By the time he made a bold counterattack, I had long since disappeared again. As long as I caught the flaw in his moves, no matter how fast Snooker was, or how sharp the Double Moon Asura was, they could only catch the wind and shadows, and there was nothing they could do to defeat me. .

The resilience of the undead comes from the Tunguska magic runes in the soul fire. As long as the soul is immortal, any damage to the body will be repaired instantly. Every time they fight, the undead's body will remember all the wounds and adjust its physical strength according to the damage it has suffered. Therefore, the undead will become stronger as they fight, and the more injured they are, the stronger they become. This is their way of training.

If I want to improve my undead body to the level of being as powerful as Snooker, I would have to fight at least a thousand times and have my whole body chopped into powder and diced hundreds of times.

I fully understand this, and I am not afraid of Snooker's power to improve in battle. The undead get stronger as they fight, and the more injured they become, the stronger they become. This is unbelievable to ordinary people, and I don't think it is anything special or mysterious. It is scary only to those who know nothing.

The undead become braver as they fight, and get stronger as they get injured. It is impossible to improve indefinitely in a battle. The immortal body also has its limits. As long as it keeps blasting, Snooker will sooner or later reveal its flaws. .

Almost completely caught up in the scene of being beaten, Snooker remained calm and shouted: "Wang Lin, no matter how many methods you have, you can't destroy my immortal body. As long as you show a flaw, Shuangyue will Asura will wipe out your soul."

"I forgot to tell you that I have killed four undead."

In addition to fighting fiercely with each other, Snooker and I also refused to give in verbally and attacked each other, hoping to break the opponent's psychological defense.

Snooker certainly refused to believe it, even though I was telling the truth. He laughed loudly and said, "Maybe you misunderstood. Even if the undead are cut into pieces, they will slowly recover. You don't have the patience to wait. Otherwise, you will see the scene of the opponent you killed recovering. And I am more powerful than the undead you have seen before, so you seem to have little chance of cutting me into pieces."

I smiled coldly, turned from virtual to real again, and shot Snooker in the chest, shaking his body. The Evil-Destroying Spirit-Destroying Sword turned into a rainbow and appeared from another angle, fiercely thrusting into his left eye.

"You got Fooled!"

Snooker and I shouted these words almost at the same time. Snooker's arm holding the Double Moon Asura seemed to have suddenly lost its bones, bending at an incredible angle, and stabbed me hard with a sword. heart. At the same time, his head was pierced by my Evil-Breaking Spirit-Destroying Sword, and he lost the ability to continue pursuing.

The two of us were injured together, and each of us fell away. This tense battle finally relaxed slightly.

Snooker was unable to recover from the wound penetrated by the Evil-Breaking Spirit-Destroying Sword. He was frightened and angry, roared like a tiger, and without stopping, he sank into the dense jungle.

I stood there gasping for breath. Snooker's sword penetrated my heart and I was temporarily incapacitated. Now an ordinary person can easily kill me with his bare hands.

After more than ten minutes, the wound penetrated by Snooker's sword slowly recovered, and his heart resumed beating again. After regaining my ability to move, I stretched out my hand and found that there were no more wounds on my chest, but I knew that Snooker's sword just now had almost shattered this most important human organ.

"The destructive power of Twin Moon Asura is so powerful. Why doesn't my Twin Dragon Asura provide such strong combat power? Is it because the level is too low?"

I put away the broken Undead Yellow Dragon Cannon. This weapon must be repaired before it can be used. With a concentrated move, a white light slid down from the sky. There was no trace of blood on the Evil-Breaking Soul-Destroying Sword. It seemed that Snooker was in panic. I didn't expect to destroy this weapon.

Although the level of the Evil-Breaking Spirit-Destroying Sword is very high, that is because of its manufacturing process. After having a delicate structure, the flying sword itself is quite fragile, so it was shattered by Senrog. I was very worried just now. Snooker also destroyed the flying sword angrily. I don't have many weapons that can destroy evil spirits.

The evil-destroying power of the Alchemy Flying Sword just now restrained Snooker's immortal body, making him feel panic, so he hurriedly retreated, but soon he would learn from the experience and think of dealing with the Alchemy Flying Sword. method, and then make a comeback.

I have always been confident that I can accurately judge Snooker's swordsmanship. Even if his speed and strength are not as good as his, combined with his elusive ghost transformation ability, I am still confident that I can deal with this enemy. I didn't expect Snooker to be able to twist his body at will. I won't be able to use the power of the Netherworld Sword to fight him next time.

"It's really tricky to kill this bastard. The undead commander's strength is not suitable for fighting at all. If the vampire's blazing power can be increased by two levels and he has the power of the vampire marquis, maybe he can fight with him again... "

Thinking of this, I shook my head, looked at the cold bodies on the ground, and hated Snooker even more.

The undead equipment created by the heart of the dead warrior has various abilities. The breath of death can only reach the eighth level at most. The undead commander is not a warrior used to fight alone, but to command the army of the undead. Role. The only undead I know that are more suitable for fighting alone are vampires. It's a pity that my Netherworld Sword and Vampire's Fierce are only at level 6, and the abilities they provide are simply not enough to fight Snoke.

"It would be great if I could obtain the new Tunguska magic rune syntax. The power of death I have accumulated is enough to create any eighth-level undead equipment. But without the relevant knowledge, I can only hope and feel helpless."

With a wave of my hand, I extinguished the bonfire in the camp, and I disappeared into the darkness. The battle between me and Snooker is not over yet. It is time to understand our grudges on Raizo Island. There is absolutely no way I will let him go. Go back.

Either he dies or I die. There is no mercy in this battle. Only by killing Snoke can I take a breath under the heavy pressure and let the huge power of Locke Group no longer pay attention to my small role.

My body skills were deployed, and although I had not yet regained my full strength, it was 30% faster than when I first landed on the island. It seems that it is not only Snooker who has benefited from the battle, I have also made great progress.

Although my inner strength and mental skills have not been able to escape the control of the Book of Demons, a large part of them have been cultivated through my own efforts. I am confident that I will be able to return to my peak state within ten days. This is why I would rather follow He fights to the death and is unwilling to drag the battlefield to the ocean. Snooker's speed is comparable to mine. There is no obstruction on the ocean. Even if I defeat him, it will be difficult to stop this enemy from escaping.

I want to kill him, not defeat him.

There was a faint sound, and I quietly climbed up a big tree. Through the gaps in the branches, I saw a group of people sitting around the campfire. They were talking loudly, and their clothes looked like... gamer.

"Wang Zhong! Go hunt some animals!"

"yes!"

A familiar name suddenly jumped into my ears. A man covered in armor sat up slowly. He had been hiding in the corner just now, and I didn't even notice this man's existence.

"Sure enough, it's this guy. Why did he get into Raizo?"

The warriors brought out by the guide will be managed by the Alcatraz amusement park. However, since he has experience in natural disasters, ordinary players will not use them across theme worlds. Because his ability in natural disasters will not be brought to Raizo.

I quietly slid down the big tree and followed Wang Zhong. After we broke up, I never thought I would see this man again. Wang Zhong changed a lot compared to how he looked during the natural disaster. He looked gentle and polite, but But he is iron-blooded and cold-blooded at heart, and now his movements are always slow. No matter how you look at it, he is aging prematurely. Could it be that he has suffered some huge blow?

Before I could greet him, eight rays of light suddenly appeared on Wang Zhong's hand. He suddenly turned around, and his whole body was like a coffin scoop with a drooping head that suddenly turned into a fierce and fierce warrior. The contrast between Yi Jing and Yi Jing was so great that it was unbelievable.

Seeing Wang Zhong rushing towards me with a flaming fist, I just smiled, showed the kindest expression, and said hello: "How are you, old friend?"

Wang Zhong's fist suddenly stopped when it was almost close to my face, and then his voice sounded salty and gentle: "It turns out to be Wang Lin, why did you come to Lei Zang to be the leader again?"