Chapter 135: The Tiger King Who Challenges the Empress of Death
Messette, Hua Jingjing and Nuanlunulu were approached by a huge stumbling block - a demi-human Tiger King man who called himself Aleg.
"That Tiger King is a little stronger than the two of us." Hua Jingting, who was sitting on top of Nulu Nuuluo's head, said softly.
"If that's not a transcendent, isn't it super powerful? But his tone is quite humble." Mercette responded in a low voice with her lips pursed.
And Mercette, who realized that her eyes were only staring at her, could only respond: "Oh, hello. Is there anything wrong with Mr. Areg?"
"I would like to challenge you, the Necromancer."
"What?" Mesette suspected that she had heard wrongly. She looked at the big man wearing thick pants and leg armor, with his bare arms revealing a beautiful fur, and a pair of fingerless armor gloves with metallic luster on his tiger paws.
I thought to myself, shouldn’t those of you with well-developed limbs go and challenge warriors who look stronger?
However, although she is not a necromancer, she is indeed a professional identity that hides the public enemy race of the living. Does he want to play with the Knight of the Underworld who performed well before?
She looked around. Well, yes, there was indeed no Knight of Hades who had the luck to escape from there.
"You have become stronger. You were able to break through to this level just after yesterday's battle. Please allow me to feel it for myself. I have already realized that if I die in battle, it will be because I am not as good as others. Please don't worry, I am alone. I
I will never resent you, and there will definitely be no subsequent troubles," Aleg said.
Nilulululu used his tentacles to poke Messette behind her: "Breathing twist."
"Ah..." Messite then suddenly realized. She usually wears magic props to prevent detection, and also restrains her breath to avoid trouble, but last night she just upgraded to the "Death Queen", and it was great to go out and do crazy damage to the open space.
For a moment, the so-called "empress' domineering spirit" has forgotten to restrain itself. Experienced people will feel it.
In fact, what is more obvious is her body shape. Although the normal human race and demihuman race develop slowly according to factors such as time and environment, there are also monsters and alien races that undergo periodic body size mutations, which is the so-called evolution.
Some monsters and alien races have the ability to humanize, but the strength and status of humans in the Central Continent are extremely low, so Mesette, who hides the identity of the race that is the public enemy of mankind, is naturally considered to be the necromancer of that alien race.
But the most obvious change after Messette evolved is her breasts, and it doesn’t feel good to mention it again now.
"Are you aware that I am from 'Ainz Ooal Gown', a disciple of the leader, and yet you still challenge me to a life-and-death level?" Mesette didn't know what her companion was thinking, and after understanding the reason, she responded sternly.
"Yes. It doesn't matter whether the body is thrown away or made into an immortal."
"That's really fearless." Mesette thought that if the other party hadn't done any modifications to extend their lifespan or make their appearance younger, then she must be the older one.
Aleg nodded. As he introduced himself, he was a solitary practitioner. At first, he felt that he was gifted and embarked on this path. However, he still encountered an unbreakable bottleneck at the biological level twice. During this period, he challenged it many times.
Beings who are stronger than him may not be easy to talk to, and they want to kill him, but his initial training is actually focused on survival. He can always successfully retreat with his life. It doesn't matter if he fails. He will challenge again in the future until his strength breaks through to the opponent's.
Just go up.
This gave him the confidence to dare to challenge and come here to participate in this war.
Then, in his eyes, an object whose aura expanded to this level after this battle appeared. If challenged, could he find the possibility of breaking through the bottleneck again?
"I'm not someone who respects warriors. I'm just playing with you, big cat." Mesette's shadow trembled with black aura, condensing into a two-handed broadsword. She pulled the broadsword out of the shadow with one hand and raised it high.
Point to Areg.
Pretending is an interesting thing, but it would be boring if the targets are always idiots who don't understand Taishan. This person in front of her is obviously not an idiot. In addition, she has just evolved and wants to find an opponent who can hit harder.
Give it a try.
The sword in her hand does not belong to equipment. According to the setting, like the clothes on her body, it is a negative energy construct that constitutes her life. It is a product of the skill [Negative Arms]. When used, it is equivalent to increasing the matching equipment parameters by half of her own level.
Although not high, the advantage is that these things do not occupy the equipment slot. However, it is not so easy for players who are not completely time-travelers. After all, her body and hands are indeed occupied by clothing and weapons. It doesn’t matter what equipment only players have.
column.
Therefore, the ability of [Negative Arms] is quite suitable for releasing water. I experimented with it last night, and I just need a knife tester who can withstand cutting.
Aleg felt as if the hairs all over his body were standing on end, and being pointed at the tip of the sword, which was so dark that no trace of reflection could be seen, reminded him of death.
"I can't thank you enough." Facing an opponent who could put him to death, he immediately jumped back to the distance where he would normally fight in the ring, clenched his fists, and raised them flat in front of him to strike violently.
"Boom! Bilibili!"
The striking fists burst out with dazzling blue-white thunder and lightning, wrapping around his arms.
Almost at the same time, Hua Jingling also moved away from Mesette.
"Hey! Brother! Be serious when you come up!" A eagle-headed demi-human not far away shouted to Aleg in surprise.
Mesette: "Hey, Mr. Areg, are you alone as promised?"
Aleg: "We just had a meal together before the battle yesterday. It's not considered acquaintance."
Indeed, the eagle-headed demi-human just spoke and still stood among the onlookers who were attracted by the thunder in twos and threes.
Aleg suddenly opened his mouth, and a ferocious shadow appeared on the outside of his body, which was like his own enlarged body. The shadow roared, and even some of the powerful people who were watching were slightly shocked.
In Mesette's view, this move is a bit sensational. The roar has the magical effect of mental fear, but more of the magic information is used on the tiger shadow that only has a scary appearance. Although it is used in conjunction with mental interference
Deterring the opponent is also a method, but if the mental interference itself is not strong enough and is resisted by the opponent, the deterrent effect of the tiger's phantom will be even greater.
The next moment, the hands that had just struck out the intense lightning suddenly punched forward and shot out two straight lines of lightning.
"It feels similar to the third-level [Lightning]. Although I am surprised that he is a magic caster with this physique and appearance, but such a weak magic can't even hurt me the day before yesterday."
But it was not good to let the attack hit her. Mesette didn't bother to defend properly, and casually swung her broad sword at the lightning, which was quite weak in her eyes.