Following the movements of Lin Fei's fingers, the badge in front of him suddenly bloomed with an extremely powerful light. Moreover, this light, like Diot's seven-color magic door and Urnot's dark black magic door, all appeared in a short time. A clear magic light curtain formed inside.
The power of this light curtain is also impressive. What is worth noting is that this light curtain is actually dark golden.
Looking at this dark golden magic door, Lin Fei secretly beat a drum in his heart.
Through this dark golden magic door, can I really see the unprecedented battle between Diot and Urnot?
At this moment, Lin Fei felt extremely uneasy, but in the end he still took steps towards the magic door.
Just step by step, some people find it extremely difficult.
After walking these few steps, Lin Fei finally clearly felt the touch of his body being torn apart by magical power.
"brush,"
Another flash of light, accompanied by the tearing of the body, the next second, Lin Fei found that he was already in a completely different scene from the fallen wasteland.
There was no strong smell of the undead and no other disturbing monsters. The ground was a very vibrant green, but not even any kind of vegetation grew.
Coupled with the surrounding towering mountains and the winding river in the distance, Lin Fei suddenly realized that this was a vibrant area.
Just when this guy was immersed in admiring it, an extremely sharp light blue sword suddenly flashed in front of Lin Fei's eyes.
"Bang,"
The light blue sword blade seemed to hit something directly, with an extremely powerful aura.
"This is……"
Seeing the light of this sword blade, Lin Fei's heart suddenly moved.
Although he was hesitating in his heart, Lin Fei understood that this light blue sword blade was too familiar to him.
These attacks were exactly the skills Diot used when he instantly killed two ancient monsters, the Werewolf Swordsman and the Demon Blade Girl, in front of him.
Thinking of this, Lin Fei couldn't help but feel worried, and then he exerted force on his feet and ran towards the direction of the light blue sword blade.
Five minutes later, Lin Fei saw the scene he was expecting.
The golden and black armors complement each other, forming a particularly sharp contrast. Wherever you look, the two super NPCs Diot and Urnot have their swords lowered and stand proudly in the air. Their eyes are determined and there is no trace of each other. Staring at each other unwillingly.
After taking a closer look, Lin Fei was speechless.
At this moment, Diot, one of the five heroes, had a deep wound on his shoulder by a sword blade, and red blood slowly dripped on the ground.
The intersection of red and green makes it particularly eye-catching.
The blood continued to flow down, and Lin Fei noticed that Diot's face was pale at this time, his breathing was slightly hurried, and the hero-level original power was passing away bit by bit.
When someone was worried, in the sky, Urnot, a super powerful warrior from hell, laughed loudly:
"What's wrong, Diot, my friend, where has your power gone for so long? As one of the five heroes selected by the continent of Adaloria after the Second War of the Gods, you only have so much ability. Well, if this is true, I think that by the time of the third war of gods, the good days of the five major races may be coming to an end..."
After listening to Urnot's words, Diot, who was still bleeding, had a cold smile on his lips.
"Urnot, do you really think that the ancient dragons and trolls, and even your generals in the depths of purgatory, will have no chance against the increasingly powerful five major races? If so, then you are too underestimated. The inheritance of the Five Great Heroes,"
"Oh, really. In that case, let us finish this fateful battle well,"
Diot smiled. At such a moment of life and death, this handsome swordsman NPC actually looked back at someone.
Feeling such expectant eyes, Lin Fei's heart suddenly shook, and his body trembled slightly: "Diot, you... you are the five heroes of the Adaloria continent, and are the role model and motivation for all swordsmen on our continent. So...you can't lose, you must not lose,"
"Haha... don't worry, just say this to Feifei, I can't even afford to lose this battle,"
After saying that, Diot turned his cold eyes to Urnot, raised the sword in his hand, pointed at the opponent from a distance, and said loudly:
"Urnot, I know better than anyone else that you are now a complete Hell Knight in the true sense. If we only talk about strength, I'm afraid my training is still a step behind you, but...it determines the outcome of the battle. It’s not just strength…”
After the words fell, Diot's eyes turned cold. He swung the long sword in his hand at a very beautiful angle, and the tip of the sword suddenly lifted up.
"Keng,"
The next second, the sound of gold and iron clashed. In front of Lin Fei's eyes, Diot folded his hands, condensing the true power of the hero-level NPC.
In the blink of an eye, cyan wind blades flowed on Diot's sword blade, which was sacred wind energy.
Seeing this power, Urnot's pupils on the opposite side suddenly shrank, and he said with a trembling voice:
"Diot...you...it turns out you are too..."
"That's right, Urnot, you must have seen it. In fact, I am also a perfect body, so... take the move. This is the most powerful secret of the elite swordsman, Splitting Wind Slash."
As he spoke, Diot stepped away in the air, his body flashed, and he suddenly completed the movement through the air. His body paused, and he rushed towards Urnot in front, and the sword blade in his hand fell violently.
"Bang bang bang,"
In an instant, three consecutive extremely sharp winds turned into sharp blades, cutting through Urnot's dark armor.
At the same time, Lin Fei, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was also eye-opening. The blood shed by Urnot was actually black.
At this moment, Lin Fei finally believed that it turned out that Urnot's own power had been completely integrated with the power of the undead.
In the world view of Shenmu, only those who have completely integrated their own power with the power of the undead will bleed black blood.
Just as he was thinking this, Diot spoke in mid-air.
"Urnot, I can't believe it, I can't believe that in order to obtain the most powerful power of hell, you actually sold your body to hell..."
Urnot laughed wildly and seemed to be very disdainful of Diot's words: "As long as we have strong enough power, those of us living in hell can have everything, including the body,"
As the words fell, the surface of the black sword began to glow with dazzling flames.
"Watch the move, Diot. Now I will let you experience the powerful energy from hell. Go ahead, Forbidden Demon Blade."
Along with Urnot's laughter, a black sword blade that was wider than the Splitting Wind Slash suddenly fell.
This powerful blow did not injure Diot, but it was enough to knock the hero-level NPC back.
After taking several steps back in the air, Diot managed to stabilize his body and said coldly: "Urnot, do you think this is all you have? If that's all, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat me.
…”
After saying that, Diot turned his head slightly, glanced at the wound on his shoulder, and shouted:
"Holy power, please listen to my call and completely revive this continent that is not lacking in vitality, Cangmu Spring."
After saying this, a scene that shocked Lin Fei appeared.
I saw springs with green energy suddenly gush out from the green ground. The next moment, Diot made a move, and a clear spring appeared on the injured shoulder.
Miraculously, under the influence of the spring water, Diot, who had been bleeding before, gradually regained some strength. Not only did the bleeding finally stop, but his face also began to turn a little rosy.
Seeing this scene, Urnot, who had always been full of confidence before, finally had a sad look on his face.
"This... Diot... you have actually mastered the ancient revival method,"
As if he felt Urnot's depressed mood, at this second, Diot, who had been concentrating on it before, finally put on his signature indifferent smile on his face.
"That's right, Urnot. It seems that you have improved not only in your condition and combat skills, but also in your vision. This is indeed a magic trick from ancient times. Speaking of which, I also got it accidentally during an expedition...
…”
Hearing this, Urnot's eyes flashed with an imperceptible light, and he smiled and said: "In that case, I would like to congratulate you. More importantly, I don't intend to be merciful now..."
Speaking of this, Lin Fei was completely speechless.
It seems that these two people are really passionate about each other. Not only do they want to reminisce about the past, but they also hold back their hands in various ways. However, looking at the current situation, it is estimated that they have reached the stage where the winner is really decided.
Facts have proved that Urnot is a man who sticks to his word. Before he finished speaking, Urnot was mumbling words, and black cyclones gradually lingered around him. This was already a rhythm that could kill a person.
Lin Fei on the side was stunned, holding the ice and fire blade, he almost rushed out in a rage.
"Bang,"
With all the strength of his body, Lin Fei hit hard. At this moment, Lin Fei discovered that when he tried to rush into the air, he was blocked by an extremely solid barrier.
Upon closer inspection, it was Diot who waved his hand and released a force that locked him within the barrier.
This also meant that even if Lin Fei was furious, he could only stare blankly at this moment.
"Don't worry, Fei Fei, it's not the time for you to take action yet. I have emphasized before that this battle is related to the fate of Urnot, me, and the entire continent. Just like you said, I can't
Lose, or I can lose to anyone, but these people must not include Urnot..."
As he said that, the handsome hero-level warrior gave someone a confident smile, and then turned his attention to Urnot.
In just a few seconds, Lin Fei felt a completely different aura from Diot than before.
This momentum was so oppressive that it even made someone think of a word uncontrollably.
