The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

v1 Chapter 532: trap

Juggernaut is not common in the world of Aich, he is not even a rank, but just a title of glory.

The Elf Juggernaut, the Human Juggernaut, and the Orc Juggernaut, the title of this honor has crossed the ranks, and is given to the swordsmen who specialize in martial arts practice, and their mark is the ability to freely release the sword from the body.

Ai Xi is not a fantasy world in which all the temperament and the shock wave are tangled. The exercise of the martial artists is based on honing the flesh and gradually improving the strength of the **. If there is no contact with the elemental power or it has supernatural blood, it will be practiced. To the top, it is still only a powerful melee unit.

In other words, they can’t be a melee unit. So, for high-ranking casters, it’s still a harder sandbag, so don’t look at the swordsman’s appearance, but it’s a pure warrior. In many cases, it is the difference between life and death.

Only the Juggernauts knew that entering the Juggernaut realm actually broke the gap between themselves and the outside world, and established a special connection. The will and the killing were turned into real power. The power can be turned into a sword and hurt people. The swordsmanship of a wide range of killings also has the possibility of mastering, and it is impossible to become possible.

Is it sound familiar? Ai Xi world also has the so-called holy level existence, the realm above the legend, the superb sacred strong, their characteristics are also able to communicate outside, transforming the will into the power of interference.

Everything comes from the soul, and the obsession with a strong enough soul is enough to distort the rules and interfere with the world. To do this, what is wrong with being called the extraordinary saints.

Only the Juggernauts themselves know that the Juggernaut Realm is just the beginning...

"The gap is too big."

The flat performance field has been lying, and the mercenaries are lying helplessly on the ground. Roland's spiritual copy is standing there and bored.

This is not the result of three days and three nights after the war, but only a ten-minute ending. The mercenaries follow the instructions of Timiret to consume the opponent's physical strength. I found that if I fall down in an instant, I am afraid I can't even consume physical strength.

Eventually it was forced to rush. Everyone is still together...

"Twelve seconds? Or eleven seconds? Forget it, it makes no sense. It is simply an adult bullying a child. He is not serious at all."

The mercenaries finally saw what kind of existence of the Great Juggernaut with full force. Even if the arm is powerless enough to pick up the stick, the sword storm that swings at hand is enough to compare the tornado in reality. First the sword, only to find his sword pulling action.

Twelve people went up. Twelve swords sent down, did not shake the righteousness, because the opponent in front of the eyes does not match.

This is the contempt on the bright side, the avatar and the poison tongue are saved, but the boring yawning, and then watching the children play with the water gun wars, let the soldiers who have been **** in this life are very hurt.

However, they are also secretly glad that if this trial site has no restrictions on the incarnation of the spiritual body, I am afraid there is no living person here.

In the midst of a mess, Barton himself is the heaviest. Every time he rushed up, he was dragged by his opponent and was hurt by his own strength.

Even if the setting is not malicious, it will hurt people. In the face of another Juggernaut, Roland's incarnation is not likely to be too much, and the result of not keeping hands is that the injury is heavier.

But he did not slack off, slightly bandaging the wound, he rushed up again, and then flew back at a faster speed.

This is not his sudden awakening of some special hobbies, but the responsibility of being the leader. At this time, he can't back down. Timiret silently gave him a praise behind him...

"You are stupid. A big sword holy to accompany you to practice the sword, don't worry about accidentally dying. Where is such a good thing to find!"

Ok, it seems that he didn't think so much. Is it just a simple mentality of the military? But Timierett looked at the strange arc of the man's mouth that looks like a rough man, perhaps he is not as simple as his appearance.

Please be as good as a radical, voluntary labor is not as good as wages, the leader's roar has received results, with Barton the sword saint, others have renewed their strength, at least this is indeed a rare opportunity.

On the other side, Timiert was busy in front of the instrument.

"....... The situation is wrong. The theater is locked up in the starting state."

"Of course not right. It will not be activated here, and since that Roland stopped us, Taling could not take time to take action."

Compared with before, the color of Catalina's eyes has been a lot less, but her tone and temperament have gone farther and farther than the simple bar girl of that year.

"This calm is not right, we have to break through here immediately. Winner sister.... brother, trouble you..."

"I don't know what martial arts, can magic be?"

"There is no way, so it takes more than one minute for each minute."

I was worried that the use of magic in the martial arts field would cause new troubles. The dragon lich Winle has never shot, and when he just gathered the magic and locked the avatar Roland, there was a strange sound in the air. Reverberating.

"Detecting malicious magical responses, judging the presence of intruders, alerting self-defense mode to automatically replace it with counterattack mode, canceling the inability to injure people, canceling the upper limit of replication, entering free mode, and starting to clear intruders."

Timiert's simultaneous translation was timely, but it made everyone fool themselves.

At this moment, Timiert wanted to clear the ins and outs of the matter. This area is probably a special independent area. Since it does not belong to the jurisdiction of Taling, naturally it does not need to take into account the constraints of the masters and slaves, so Taling intends Killing people by knife.

"Be careful, step back! Don't let it copy more trouble."

The mercenaries had not had time to retreat. In the center of the venue, suddenly there was a black shadow. The owner here could not satisfy the strongest rookie in the minds of these outsiders.

"Stupid carbon-based creatures, your last days are coming, see the most powerful warriors of our civilization!"

The function of the performance field was restarted, and the scan was repeated for the virtual shadow that just appeared, and a new spiritual warrior was born.

"Flying Sophie, flesh butcher Gilville... Damn, all epic heroes of that era!"

At first glance, Timiret is also somewhat desperate, and those spiritual life is actually a powerful warrior in the glory of the sage civilization! ——

When Timirett and Barton’s squad were in crisis, the frontal battlefield was in a strange calm.

The new reinforcements of the Undead Scourge are still on the road, and Heng is trying to recover from the power of death. At this time, she finds that the scene around her has changed again, and the strange scene reappears in front of herself.

Even after being attacked by a terrible explosion, this dark world still survives, but the ground has collapsed a lot. There are still crystallized ores in the deep pits that have been blown up, and many areas have a slow flow. The lava and flames, the smoke in the sky, the high-temperature oven on the ground, is obviously not a good place to treat people.

But such an environment is meaningless to constant, and she knows that the world cannot stop people from coming in and out.

"Want to hinder my vision to take the opportunity to play tricks? Or take the opportunity to dispel the power of death?"

She just wanted to leave the area, but suddenly stopped. She found that the death of her surroundings became more intense and more delicious.

"This should not be natural. It may be more suitable for the dead soul than the dead plane. Is this the place where the servant is kept in the night? This time he is miscalculated, there is such a place of death, my recovery will be Soon......." (to be continued)