Ding Meng leaped over the last 20 meters!

Reaper restricted area!

Ding Meng, who finally reached the death penalty area, spouted another mouthful of blood. The fierce battle just now consumed too much energy on him, and waves of nausea were still coming from his throat.

In the last 100 meters, he has actually reached the end of the crossbow, and the effect of the medication has also been reduced by 70%. If it is not very accidental, the Necromantic Army suddenly discovered infighting, even if the distance of 100 meters is not Ding Meng can't rush over. NS.

Those stubbornly chasing dead spirits stopped one after another as soon as they came outside the restricted area of ​​the **** of death, and none of them dared to take a step forward.

Ding Meng breathed a sigh of relief and barely walked towards the Reaper's restricted area. The injuries he accumulated on his body broke out at the same time. He sat down on the ground with a "plop", and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

"Furious Fighting Million Necromancer Legion, Ding Meng, your name will spread all over the imprisoned world sooner or later." A voice suddenly came.

Looking there, Ding Meng saw the familiar figure again: a black tuxedo with a beautiful bow tie, and the black leather shoes on his feet could not even see any dust.

The combed hair is not messy, and it seems to have applied a lot of wax. The skin is fair, and the white ones are a bit transparent. How handsome and handsome that face is, it's a handsome man at all.

grim Reaper!

Ding Meng saw the **** of death again!

Ding Meng grinned reluctantly, trying to speak, but only opened his mouth and blood gushed out again.

"You took the Judge's determination?" Reaper frowned; "Dracula gave it to you? That idiot, you are just a hunter, forcibly taking the Judge's determination to become an elite judge, although the ability is It skyrocketed within 30 minutes, but the damage to your body is huge..."

There was the power of death in the judge's determination, of course he couldn't be more clear about this.

Ding Meng cursed Count Dracula's family in his heart, but he couldn't say a word. As long as he moved his mouth, blood would spurt out beyond control...

Death shook his head, scolded Count Dracula again, and then stretched out his hand, a white light enveloped Ding Meng's body.

A strange force slowly flowed through Ding Meng's whole body, warm and indescribably comfortable, and the injuries in his body were quickly recovered under the action of this warm current.

"This is the breath of death..."

When Death opened his mouth, Ding Meng was startled. Death breath? This sounds a bit oozing.

The **** of death seemed to see what Ding Meng was thinking: "I am the **** of death. Of course, the abilities I possess sound weird and afraid of people. Is it also called the power of an angel? Don't worry, your injuries will heal all in a while... "

Sure enough, Xiao Ai checked his body: "The vitality is restored to 100%...the poisoned state is lifted..."

Breath of death? good stuff. Ding Meng jumped up, his body no longer felt any discomfort: "Reaper, give me some more."

"Fuck off!" Death said with a smile: "Even if someone kneels in front of me and begs me for three days and three nights, I won't give him a breath of death, and this thing can only be just right, if it's too much, it won't be good... I'll give it to you. The breath of death will stay in your body from now on. Whenever you are seriously injured, you will be able to recover immediately, but there is a cooling time..."

Ding Meng's eyes lit up completely.

The breath of death-the special ability possessed by the **** of death, this is definitely a great thing!

"Do you know why I want to save you, and give you the breath of death?" The **** of death suddenly asked.

"Of course." Ding Meng didn't even think about it, blurted out: "I helped you solve the monster in the bottle, you must know? The monster in the bottle is your worst enemy, I helped you **** him, of course you have to thank you very much. I."

The **** of death stared at him: "Really? You helped me kill the monster in the bottle. I want to thank you very well, but I owe you something. The breath of death is just for some interest..."

Ding Meng was stunned there, the **** of death owed himself something? The **** of death actually owes himself something? Why don't you know? When did you owe it? What do you owe?

"Don't ask me, I owe you by accident, and I just found out that I owed you when you completed the task. Sooner or later I will pay you back." The expression of death flickered, as if not saying Out all: "But now, I should give you a reward. You help me kill the monster in the bottle."

Ding Meng's eyes brightened.

Reaper's reward, this is absolutely good and can't be better!

However, he looked outside the Reaper’s restricted area... Reaper quickly saw what he was thinking: "Although Dracula is an idiot, he sees you enter the restricted area I set, and the task is complete. That's it. The cave has the weird mechanism he set up, and he and your companions can persist in it for a long time..."

Ding Meng is now relieved...

"The first reward..." The **** of death looked at the Apollo armor on Ding Meng's body: "This armor has rebound damage, but the chance of triggering is very small. You just fought against the Necromancer Legion, and it didn't trigger once. , Do you know why?"

Ding Meng shook his head in confusion.

He was also feeling strange. When fighting the goblin Sheddink, the rebound damage of this armor made him very embarrassed for a while, but why didn't it have any effect on him?

"Equipment prohibition." The **** of death told him the answer: "Goblins are excellent engineers and master craftsmen. In order to prevent their forged equipment from being stolen by other races, they set an equipment prohibition on them. Some special abilities are restricted..."

Ding Meng suddenly realized that the **** slave Cafro must know this, but he didn't tell him? When I returned to the Baron’s house, I had to clean him up...

The Grim Reaper's hand touched on the Apollo armor...

"Apollo Battlegear, level; level 1; physical defense power +30, magic defense power +40, rebound damage 20. Armor value 100 (5/100); 200 experience points (120/200) are needed for the next upgrade... …The equipment prohibition is lifted, and the rebound damage is activated…"

Rub, that's true... and the armor value of the equipment has fallen to 5, but the experience has risen to 120.

"If the equipment is broken, you can go to the blacksmith Romeo to repair it." Death retracted his hand: "But I suggest you don't use this armor too much."

"Why?" Ding Meng was a little strange.

When dealing with the Necromancer Legion just now, thanks to this pair of armor, now the **** of death actually asked himself not to use it too much?

The **** of death said indifferently: "A real strong person does not need armor protection..."

With just this sentence, Ding Meng's blood boiled instantly!

A true powerhouse does not need armor protection!

Grim Reaper doesn't have any armor, he doesn't need it! But he can also wipe out a million monster races while talking and laughing!

Although Ade, the butcher, had never seen him before, Ding Meng believed that he was also a strong man, and he did not have Apollo armor! With the blade of destruction in his hand, even the World Management Committee was killed and wounded, and he was helpless!

Until he became a legend...

The strong, the real strong!

Ding Meng's mentality is undergoing subtle changes at this moment...

"Every adventurer wants to be a judge, even an elite judge." Death is still in his indifferent tone: "But the real strong man is above this profession and dares to challenge the imprisoned world order. ..."

Ding Meng's heart dazzled.

In the mouth of the **** of death, even the elite judge can't be called a strong one! But not long ago, he had just experienced the power of an elite judge.

What is the strong? What is the strong one in the end?

"You...should be considered a strong one?" Ding Meng asked carefully.

There is no doubt that the **** of death can be regarded as a strong one. The army of millions of monsters is not his opponent, he is not, who else is worthy of this title?

"I am not!" Reaper shook his head unexpectedly: "I am just set up by the brain of the gods, and my power is from the brain of the gods... The real strong, you human adventurers, step by step a little bit. The limit of the highest profession of Judge... But this is too difficult and too difficult. Of all the human adventurers I know, only one person can do this..."

"Ade!" Ding Meng blurted out.

"Ade, butcher Ade." Death nodded: "He surpassed the highest professional limit of the judge, but no one knows how he did it. But he is the strongest I have ever seen, he even has Qualifications to challenge my authority. The guys in the management committee, hehe, if it weren’t for the use of despicable means, they would have nothing to do with Adelaide..."

Ding Meng was stunned when he heard: "What crime did Ade commit? Suddenly lose his mind in the small town and start a murder?"

"He is killing?" Death sneered: "Forget it, you should know less about these things... As for the crimes he committed... His only crime is to break the highest limit of the judge and destroy the imprisoned world. The highest order...He is the smartest and luckiest guy I have ever seen. In more than three years, he has reached the status of a judge from a junior adventurer... and broke through the profession of a judge. He used Five years... do you know what he said when confronted by the management committee?"

The management committee asked him to come up with a way to break through the highest occupational restrictions, but Ade said: "You have established an unfair order, you are like this, God’s brain is like this. In that case, I will break the unfairness. order!"

Ding Meng felt that his blood was burning again.

In that case, it is up to me to break this unfair order!

Ad, dare to challenge the absolute authority of God's Brain and imprison the World Management Committee!

When you see Ade, you must see Ade in your lifetime!

Ade is not dead, Ding Meng is quite sure of his own inexplicable thought: such a strong man cannot be easily killed!