"That's it..." Angelet stopped flying, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.
This method can more evenly distribute the core fragments to all wizards, which is obviously much fairer to those wizards who are not good at speed. However, it will definitely intensify the battle to snatch the fragments.
A piece of debris sliced across the right side of his face with a screeching sound.
Angele stretched out his hand like lightning and caught the fragment with a snap.
He glanced at the fragment in his hand. It was black, diamond-shaped, and flashed with a faint black light. There was a faint feeling of freedom when he held it in his hand. It seemed that once he let go of the fragment, it would fly away automatically.
"The automatic pulling of the core fragments? Will it be pulled in the direction where the fragments exist?" Angelet completely understood the method of fighting for the fragments this time.
He scanned all the surrounding areas.
"Then, let's start collecting the fragments while it's still early."
laugh!!
His figure instantly disappeared into the air.
When he appeared again, he was already standing on the top of a hill below. He lowered his head and looked down at an old man in black robe with a gloomy face by the river below. The old man's right hand had just been withdrawn from the chest of another woman in white armor. The woman in white armor was weak.
He fell to the ground, leaving a huge circular hole in his chest that penetrated his entire body.
"Hand over the fragments." Angelet grabbed it with his right hand, and a large amount of black and silver-gray gravel on the ground around him gathered into his hand, quickly forming a huge gray-black rock sword.
The old man in black robe looked at Angelet coldly, his green eyes suddenly flashed with a red light, and he suddenly grabbed Angelet from a distance with one claw.
boom!!!
A silver shield instantly appeared in front of Angele. It easily blocked a huge translucent claw. A white shock wave opened between the two and slowly dispersed.
The claws seemed to be made of air, more than one meter wide and three meters long, and they gripped the huge silver shield fiercely. Amidst the creaking sound, the claws and the shield were constantly locked in a stalemate.
Angelet held the huge stone sword in his right hand and slashed downwards. The front half of the stone sword suddenly flew out and turned into countless gravels, hitting the old man in black robe like raindrops.
Bang bang bang bang!!!
A large amount of gravel hit the ground one by one, and the flat land beside the river suddenly exploded like a bomb, shaking up a large amount of soil and grass clippings.
Angelet didn't care. He continued to focus his sword and slashed out again. Another large amount of gravel flew out.
The ground shook slightly, and soon the open space by the lake was completely changed beyond recognition.
Amidst the splashing of countless soil and gravel, you could still vaguely see a flash of black light at first. Later, the black light completely disappeared. There was no movement inside.
Angelet then casually threw away the giant stone sword in his hand.
"I didn't expect that the metal content of the soil and stones here is so high, and so much metal can be collected at any time." He jumped slightly, surrounded by green smoke, and slowly fell into the open space beside the lake below.
The woman in white armor and the old man in black robe had been smashed beyond recognition, but they still seemed to have extremely strong vitality.
The old man in black robe was vomiting blood from his mouth, his face was pale, and he was staring at Angelet.
"Although I feel sorry, it's safer to leave your fragments to me." Angelet smiled slightly and reached out to grab the head and eyes of the old man in black robe. The tips of his two fingers slowly turned into silver spikes.
Suddenly, the bodies of the old man in black robes and the woman in white armor suddenly turned into two black lights, flying into the sky instantly like lightning. Three black fragments slowly flew out of the black light and landed in Angelet's hands.
"Oh?" Angelet was slightly surprised, "You really don't care about life and death." He grabbed the fragments and put them together with the previous fragments into a small metal ball and put them away.
"Then, it's time for the next one." He glanced at the river and strode towards the direction of the debris.
Under the river, a vague figure was slowly suspended, with one or two bubbles popping out of his mouth from time to time. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
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One day later....
A large green river is slowly surging with water, and there is a white line across the middle of the river. It is the white line formed by the river water flowing down from high places to low places.
Angelet stood on the right side of the river, holding two silver cross swords in his hands and scanning the opposite bank with a calm expression.
The emerald green mountain wall on the opposite side exudes a faint silence like death. A thin layer of white water vapor floats slowly on the river.
On several hills not far away, there are several figures lurking faintly, looking here from a distance.
"Swordsman and Night Demon face off...who do you think will win?" a figure asked in a low voice.
"Although I don't know the level, the swordsman kills whoever he sees these days, and no one can resist his advance. Even Thunderbird Xino fell into his hands. Against the fierce and bloody Night Demon, the outcome is really hard to say.
." Another figure replied in a low voice.
"The talisman array arranged by the Night Demon here has swallowed up more than twenty guys who came to grab the fragments. Without exception, these people are strong men who are confident in their own strength. I think the swordsman is probably in danger this time."
The last person added. "Okay, don't worry about them. We just need to keep the fragments in our hands now. The swordsman discovered us just now, but he just doesn't care about the single-digit fragments in our hands, so he doesn't bother."
Pay attention to us. In comparison, the two complete cores in Night Demon's hands are much more tempting."
The three of them also sighed. They were all strangers to each other. When they were in their own place, they thought they were very powerful. Only when they really collided with other strong men of the same level did they realize how weak they were.
In the end, in order to keep the fragment in their hands, they had no choice but to get together. The three of them knew some inside stories. For people who didn't even have a fragment, the consequences would not be as simple as just erasing their memories...
In this area, a total of more than sixty people were teleported in, and now at least half of them have left here because they failed in the battle. Most of the remaining wizards have figured out the approximate strength of the others.
There are three strongest among them: Swordsman, Night Demon, and Dead Man.
These three nicknames are private names given by others to the three strongest people. They represent the three strongest people in this area.
The swordsman has at least two cores in his hand, and the night devil is almost the same. In the end, the dead man only has one complete core because his movement speed is very slow.
Now it's up to the swordsman and the night demon to determine the number one core owner in this area.
Standing on the bank of the river, Angelet looked calm, and the two silver metal thin swords in his hands rotated gently from time to time, making a crisp sound.
He walked step by step along the river ridge towards the other side. The river water covered the insteps of his silver boots under his feet, with little white splashes coming from time to time.
"Night Devil? I heard those people called you that?" Angelet spoke lightly as he walked. His long dark red hair swayed slowly from the hem of his black robe. He raised his chin slightly, his eyes filled with laughter.
Flashing blue dotted line.
He cannot use the lava ball. Although it is very powerful, its characteristics are too typical. As soon as he uses it, people will immediately recognize his identity. What he can use is the metal talent and the one-time witchcraft stored in the chip.
Explosive ball of fire.
On the first day, he didn't have any rest at all. He just followed the pull of the fragments and grabbed them one by one. No wizard could stop his progress.
Only one of the guys, known as Thunderbird, left a small black scar on his right shoulder. This was the final result of that guy's hard work.
There are a total of five cores in this area, and what Angelet has to face now is a guy stronger than the Thunderbird in front of him. A wizard known as the Night Demon.
He could feel the huge core pulling force coming from the front.
What made him a little afraid was the identity of Night Demon.
He learned about Night Demon's background from another guy who was defeated by him. Night Demon was originally a core member of the Black Witch Tower, and he only joined the competition this time to inherit the witch formation.
Thinking of this, Angelet walked to the other side step by step.
The boots lightly stepped on the solid mud on the shore. A flock of white birds suddenly flew out from the vines on the mountain wall.
Pu Chi Pu Chi....
The birds flew away quickly.
Angelet raised his head and watched the birds spreading their wings and flying towards the distance. The shadows of the bird's body crossed his face one by one. A white feather slowly fell down, and he gently pinched it and rubbed it casually.
Become a pile of fragments.
With a hiss, countless spider web-like red lines instantly appeared on the ground, and they were densely packed and instantly glowed with a faint red light.
The red light slowly wrapped around Angelet's feet, as if trying to completely fix him in place.
Ripples of water suddenly appeared on the surface of the mountain wall, and then a beautiful girl with a pale face slowly walked out. The girl was wearing black armor. The upper body only barely covered her chest, and the lower body was covered with thick black pants like a mecha.
The snow-white and delicate skin around her waist was exposed.
"Swordsman... How dare you enter my stagnation like this? It seems that I won this battle." The girl's long dark golden hair was spread over her shoulders, like the most luxurious silk and tassels. She
Looking at Angele, he looked like a dead man.
"Now every step you move, you must bring all the gravity of the entire land. Hand over the core, you have no chance."
Angelet raised his hands, only to find that his hands were wrapped in thick sluggish power.
"Are you a night devil?" He looked at the girl opposite with interest.
The girl was full of heroic spirit, her eyes were dark, and she held a huge and slender weapon in the shape of a Guandao in her right hand, with a trace of black energy lingering at the top of the weapon.
"Do you still want to struggle?" The girl sneered, turned the weapon slightly, brought out an afterimage at will, and silently struck Angelet's waist.
Angelet smiled, stretched out his hand gently, and slowly grabbed the girl. Three metal traces slowly appeared on his face.
As he grabbed it with his hand, the mountain walls around the girl quickly rose up with large rocks and soil, and suddenly wrapped around the girl.
Bang!! Boom!!
Both sides hit each other at the same time.
Angelet was hit directly in the waist, but there was no sound of cutting flesh. Instead, it was as if he was hitting metal. Only a little white mark was left.
"Is this your power? It disappoints me so much..." Angelet shook his head gently, "It's too weak... It's a waste that I'm still a little afraid of you."
The girl was surrounded by countless clods of soil and rocks, and her whole body was shaken. First, a red light flashed. Then a black face slowly appeared behind her. Finally, a pair of blue wings spread out gently.
boom!
After trying three trump card methods in succession, the Night Demon finally knocked all the debris away.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she stared at Angelet fiercely.
"You guy..." (To be continued...)
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