"Do you think you've won? Even if you can win the battle, you still have to die!"
Seeing that the battle was about to be decided...in the night sky not far away, a cold snort resounded through the battlefield, suppressing the roar of tanks and machines and rolling in.
As soon as this voice appeared, the entire battlefield fell into silence, just like a group of fighting wolves hearing the roar of the king of the mountains, with a majestic and domineering power.
This unique momentum Qin Changfeng is very familiar with the tester, and he is also a strong and extremely confident tester!
Except for trialists, in this world dominated by technology, it is difficult for indigenous people to do it.
He looked up and saw a figure in a white cloak with the unique appearance of the Star Spirit tribe floating in the air and flying towards him quickly. His blue eyes were as sharp as cold lightning, and his whole body exuded the feeling of "I'm not easy to mess with".
the breath.
"The abyss of the soul!"
When Qin Changfeng raised his head and stared, the man looked at Qin Changfeng from a distance of more than a hundred meters, and then his eyes suddenly became extremely deep, like a black hole, and a strange suction force moved towards Qin Changfeng.
The wind came instantly.
With a bang, Qin Changfeng felt his mind explode, and the soul in the sea of consciousness went dark, as if he was about to be buried in the cemetery of eternal darkness, and his body was also shaking violently at the same time, like a candle in the wind, giving people a feeling.
A feeling of being extinguished at any moment.
"Holy shit, what kind of skill is this?!"
When Qin Changfeng was shocked, he quickly checked the log, and a bright red prompt appeared.
"Tip: Trialist No. 333, you are attacked by the mental abyss of the general-level trialist's spiritual skill from Trial Tower No. 20. The two sides engage in a basic mental confrontation. The side with the lower basic mental strength will be defeated in thirty seconds.
The soul is pulled into the bottomless abyss of the spiritual realm. Once it falls completely, the soul will be lost in it and it will be extremely difficult to return!"
"Tip: Trialist No. 333, your basic spirit is 276 points, and the opponent's basic spirit is 310 points. You have temporarily lost the confrontation and will fall into the spiritual abyss within thirty seconds. Please find a way out of the predicament as soon as possible!
Within thirty seconds, there will be a basic mental confrontation every second. If you can reverse it, you will in turn pull the opponent into the abyss!"
Is there such an operation?
Directly destroyed!
Qin Changfeng took a breath of cold air. This was the first time he saw a skill that did not cause specific damage, but directly put people into a state of death.
You don't need to think about it to know that once he is really pulled into the bottomless abyss of some kind of spiritual state, with his current ability, it is just a dream to come back. If he keeps wandering in it, what is the difference between that and death?
The opponent's basic spirit is so high that it is scary. Even if he originally has 230 basic spirit points, plus the 20% increase of the Holy Light Scepter, it reaches 276 points, a number that almost all captain-level trialists have to look up to.
, but compared to the opponent's 310 points, it is still 34 points behind.
And in the judgment of the skill of Soul Abyss, let alone 34 points, even if it is just a little short, it is the difference between who lives and who dies!
Fortunately, there were still thirty seconds to get out of the predicament, and Qin Changfeng had two choices at this time.
The first is to directly eliminate the opponent physically, thereby directly dissolving this spiritual skill.
The second is to be tough with the opponent on a basic level, and this is the simplest and most direct way.
At this moment, Qin Changfeng showed a hehe sneer, holding the Holy Light Scepter in his left hand, and the blood-red Underworld mask appeared in his right hand. He gently put it on his face, and his eyes instantly turned into pitch black. Underworld possessed him, and the ghost appeared.
Let the messenger come!
With a buzzing sound, his body calmed down, and his soul instantly stabilized like a big mountain. An unprecedented strange momentum suddenly broke out, sweeping towards the Star Spirit Race trialer who was suspended in mid-air with an unknown skill.
, the latter’s expression changed dramatically.
"432 points of basic spirit, how is this possible!" He hissed in disbelief.
It's really hard to believe.
After transforming into the underworld ghost state, Qin Changfeng's basic spirit surged to 360 points. With the 20% increase in the Holy Light Scepter, it finally reached 432 points, a horrifying number.
One thing that needs to be mentioned here is that among the props that improve basic attributes, some only obtain additional related attributes based on a certain proportion of the basic attributes, but the improved part is not counted as basic attributes, it is just ordinary attributes.
Some can be regarded as basic attributes, but they cannot help break through the limits of basic attributes, and the gold-level Holy Light Scepter falls into this category.
boom!
The trialist from the Star Spirit Tribe fell from mid-air, as if his mentality had been greatly shocked, and his whole person was in an extremely crazy state.
Qin Changfeng could understand his mood at the moment. All this was indeed a bit too exaggerated.
If it were Qin Changfeng, he would also have a feeling of being a fool. A general-level trialist with enhanced mental direction would actually lose to a captain-level trialist in basic spirit, and he was still naughty.
Ma's was a crushing defeat.
There is a full 122 points difference between 310 and 432!
You must know that the total basic spiritual value of some captain-level trialists is only this much.
There is a gap of 122 points. Even if he has some means to temporarily increase the basic spirit, it cannot make up for such a big hole.
Thirty seconds is almost a blink of an eye.
But at this moment, this trialist, who was so confident just a few seconds ago, only hopes that the seconds will feel like years.
Although his spiritual abyss skill is unparalleled and unreasonably powerful, its flaws are also very obvious. Once he loses in the basic spiritual confrontation, he will simply dig his own grave.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out how a captain-level trialist could possess so much basic spirit, and he was obviously not a trialist specializing in spiritual strengthening.
"Scissor Hell!"
Qin Changfeng shouted with a finger, preparing to take advantage of his illness to kill him without giving him any chance to struggle.
It is best to kill immediately to avoid accidents.
After all, the opponent is a general-level trialer. It is hard to say that he will not have some trump cards. It will be funny if Yaozi makes another comeback.
puff!
This Star Spirit Trialist spurted out a mouthful of blue blood. As long as he had a soul, he would be attacked by hell phantoms. He was tortured by imps, and his soul was injured, and it was not serious.
And he was really unlucky. The three consecutive hits triggered by 10% were hit by him all at once.
For a time, in the hellish environment, his hands and one foot were all grabbed by a kid and cut with scissors. No matter how strong his will was, he could not resist the severe pain from his soul.
"Flying Arrow!"
Qin Changfeng shouted, concentrated for three seconds, and delivered the final fatal blow. A white light arrow more than one meter long shot forward with a whooshing sound. How terrifying is the flying arrow attack in single mode?
With a pop, a big hole appeared in the chest, blue blood spurted out, and the weak Star Spirit Trial practitioner was almost blown into two pieces in the chest!
Qin Changfeng let out a sigh of relief when he saw a bloody key appearing in the storage space.
This sudden battle was tortuous and thrilling, but in fact it only lasted about ten seconds from beginning to end, and it could be said that the dust settled in an instant.
Seeing the body of the Protoss Tribe trialist falling limply, the battlefield was filled with deathly silence.
Including the usually calm and indifferent Star Spirit warriors were shocked. They naturally knew the existence of their own powerful Holy Envoy. They originally placed their last hope for victory, but now they only saw this powerful life and death being surrendered by the opponent in the blink of an eye.
The feeling of being bombarded and killed is simply indescribable.
"What are you doing standing still? Shoot!"
Seeing all the imperial soldiers standing dumbly, Qin Changfeng roared angrily and pointed forward with the Holy Light Scepter, and the nine formless true dragons gathered into a torrent and rushed towards the fanatics under the wall.
Now is the time when the opponent's morale is at its lowest, so we should take advantage of this opportunity to defeat them completely.
There is no suspense about the outcome of the ensuing battle. From the moment the Protoss Empire army believed Yue Shan's intelligence and embarked on the charge, destruction was inevitable... Although they were prepared for the unexpected, they did not
Without complete preparations, a hundred siege tanks set up in the base caused them huge casualties.
Of course, with their superb combat skills, they had created opportunities to win, but they were eliminated by Qin Changfeng Shengsheng.
This battle, let alone in the history of the Fengling Empire, even in this battle, seems small. Compared with the magnificent scene on the center line where both sides gathered nearly 100,000 troops, this battle of less than 10,000 people is really
Some pale in comparison.
However, no one knew at this time that victory in this battle would become a turning point that changed the outcome of the entire battle.
Because two hours later, the command room in the base received the bad news that the imperial army was defeated on the central and eastern fronts and completely retreated!
There is no way to know the specific process. The news that came intermittently was a battle report that sealed the defeat. In fact, the situation on the eastern and central fronts was completely corrupted. All the 11th Army's 50,000 infantry and various armored units were completely destroyed.
A dispersed rat is running around in all directions.
There is no doubt that if there is no new position to reorganize and resist the Zhanguang tribe's subsequent pursuit, all the imperial armies on this planet will have no choice but to die.
At this time, Qin Changfeng, Ruo Yushi and the officers including Lu Yifu were all sitting at the conference table in the command house with serious expressions.
Everyone knew that although they had just won a victory, the situation before them was extremely dangerous.
A staff officer hurriedly rushed in and announced the bad news he had just received, "Holy Envoy, the other two central fortresses on the Western Front have also fallen. Now... we are the only one on the planet that still has the ability to form an organized body to resist."
Imperial Base."
The atmosphere in the conference room became even lower, and Qin Changfeng couldn't help but sigh secretly. The current situation made him feel as if the hope of the whole village was on him... If the empire still had a chance to make a comeback.
