Holistic Fantasy

~: 1869 There is no one left (a monthly tic

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"Hey!"

It was another bang, and the floor of the stadium, which was covered with cracks, was finally blown up by a powerful punch, which blasted a pothole and stirred up the debris of the wood, like gravel and rubble. The entire venue.

Noah and Serraog retired and opened each other, pulling a distance from each other and reverting to the confrontation with the hole in the explosion.

Then, Noah slowly opened his eyes, facing the terrible storm, the whole body was not a trace of damage.

Serraog stared at Noah tightly, his expression was full of dignified color, and he closed his hand and moved his feet. His eyes did not move away from Noah's body.

Immediately, Serraog was open.

"I don't think it's the existence of God. It hasn't launched an attack so far. It doesn't use the power once. Even the legendary gods are not used. Just relying on magic to strengthen the foot will make me all. The attacks are all escaping, you are much stronger than I thought."

Wen Ya, Noah smiled slightly.

By relying on the inductive ability of the fascinating and comparable to the five-digit top level of the gods, Noah is thoroughly grasping the rhythm and trajectory of Selaog.

It is not difficult to avoid all attacks.

"You are also much stronger than I thought." Noah glanced at Selaog.

"And, haven't you come up with all your strength?"

In a word, let everyone in the place look like a shock.

"Oh?" Serraog said with a smile.

“Why do you think I have not come up with all my strength?”

"Isn't that obvious?" Noah shrugged.

"It’s been a long time since the storm. You still have a look that is not blushing. If you have already done your best, how much should you feel tired now?"

It was said by Noah that Liyas and other talents discovered such a thing.

Suddenly, Selaog smiled and touched his head.

"Really, it was exposed so soon, I still want to wait at least to give you a surprise."

With that said, Serra's eyes suddenly condensed.

"Hey!"

On the four limbs of Serraog, a strange pattern began to flash out.

"This is a technique that can increase the load and let my body bear the weight all the time." Serra's voice echoed clearly.

"Let you see it, my full strength."

The strange patterns suddenly disappeared as if they were dissipated, and gradually disappeared.

"Boom!"

At the next moment, with Serra Ogg as the center, a violent wave of turbulence rushed out and turned into a whirlwind of whistling.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became disorderly.

The entire stadium began to shake.

In the condition that the scorpion squadrons were shrunk, the volatility of the surge from Selaog was a misty glow that covered the whole body.

"That... that is?!" The kitten was shocked.

"Is that gas?!"

"Qi?" The crowd followed with a big start.

"Qi?" Liyas also got a little wrong.

"Selaog can use gas? Did he learn the magic?"

"No, Selaog did not learn the magic." Sazeks suddenly spoke.

"However, after a long period of exercise, Selaog has occasionally ignited the gas hidden in his body, and can control his own qi to a certain extent, which can cause great damage to the human body and greatly enhance Attack and defense."

"...that is, he can use the gas freely without learning how to control the gas." The kitten couldn't help but shudder.

"That kind of thing, I have never heard of it."

Qi is the root of life. It can also be called vitality, life energy and so on.

As a force that can control the flow of life, Xianshu can make people free to use gas.

However, Selaog is able to use his own temperament to a certain extent without learning the fairy tales.

So beyond the common sense, how can you be the most powerful race among the cats, and how can you use the cats of the fairy tales to be shocked?

In this regard, Sazekes shook his head.

"It's just that you can create vindictiveness to improve your attack and defense. Compared with the real fairy, it is still a lot worse."

The role of Xianshu is very wide, that is, it can be used to judge the flow of gas between the heavens and the earth. It can also strengthen the inside and outside of the body by manipulating the flow of gas in the body, and even interfere with the natural gas, allowing the trees to bloom or wither.

If you practice the fairy sorcerer to the superb realm, the user of the celestial sorcerer can also disturb and block the absolute gas, directly causing damage to the opponent's vitality and the internal body.

Serraog did not learn the magic, so he could not use the gas so widely.

Selaog is only able to inspire his own spirit, strengthen the inside and outside of the body, and enhance his physical ability.

However, even then, it is horrible.

"Original, Selaog's physical ability is so strong that it can cause damage to this reinforced stadium." Liaz's eyes flashed.

"Plus, you can strengthen your own vindictiveness, his strength, has it already..."

"Yes, hey." Sazeks confirmed Liz's guess.

"Although I haven't seen Serra's realism yet, the upper class thinks that if Serra Og is doing his best, he can already match some of the most superior demons. Now, this speculation is confirmed in front of my eyes. ”

Surrounded by the temperament of the whole body of Selaog, the surrounding airflow began to produce riots.

In this way, Serraog raised his fists with vindictiveness and his mouth slowly picked up.

"I haven’t used vindictiveness for a long time, and it’s good to be able to feel full."

"You are really much stronger than I thought." Noah looked at Selaog, but his face was calmer than it was at first.

"You are already stronger than Diorola who used Orpheus's snake, and he has also provoked vindictiveness. Even if you face the most superior demons, do you have a fight?"

"Unfortunately, my goal is not the top demon, but the devil." Serrao's voice sounded.

"I want to be the devil, not the top devil. It is not enough to just be the top devil."

"Yes." Noah smiled indifferently.

"In this case, I have a little bit of real ability."

Serra's expression condensed, but the eyes were full of expectations.

"What kind of power will you show me? Is it the power of God? Or the power of God's destruction? I am looking forward to it!"

"Reassured." Noah looked straight at Selaog, and his body began to show great magic.

"will not disappoint you."

However, the victory and defeat of Noah and Selaog is destined to be separated.

In the next moment, Noah and Sazex face a condensate and speak loudly.

"Be careful!"

Everyone present at the scene suddenly stopped.

Before the people reacted, the vision was a sudden birth.

I saw that around the stadium, a white mist began to infiltrate and gradually filled the space.

"Fog?" Sazeks seemed to think of something and was startled.

"Not good, everyone is leaving here!"

After that, Sazex immediately launched the transfer magic array.

However, almost at the same time, the white mist filled the entire space, covering everyone's body shape.

"Hey!"

A flash of true red blooms from the mist of white enamel.

That is the destructive magic released from Sazekes.

The mist that touched the magic of destruction was suddenly dispelled.

However, most of the fog still surrounds the entire stadium, covering everyone.

Then, Sazekes felt it.

At their own side, the familiar atmosphere began to disappear.

Sazex’s face suddenly sank.

Not long after, the white mist began to dissipate.

The whole picture of the stadium, once again printed into the eyes of Sazekesi, also printed the eyes of Selaog.

Serraog was screaming.

"It seems that something has happened."

"Yeah." Sazekes nodded and nodded.

"Sorry, Selaog, I have to start working."

Serraog will naturally not have an opinion and look around the stadium.

Looking around this stadium, except for himself and Sazez, there is no one left. (To be continued.)