Chapter 675 My talent is too strong, it must be sealed
A torrent of spells!
Endless spells, magic-like spells, and various supernatural abilities are happening all around, colliding, and being annihilated. Everything will return to its most primitive state amidst this terrifying destructive power.
This is the ninth battlefield that Wang Yuanheng has experienced in this sub-training.
Being highly concentrated for a long time made him, the master of the power of time and space, also become time insensitive.
However, even in this high-level battlefield that takes place in the sea of stars, legendary spells with a large range will appear from time to time, and he has been able to deal with them with ease.
But there wasn't much joy on his face, and his brows slowly wrinkled.
He is progressing very quickly. Although this battlefield should be the last training place provided by this sub-training association, except that there are no targeted point-to-point legendary spells in this place, it can be said that it has completely reached the intensity of the legendary battlefield.
Moreover, it has just begun, and Wang Yuanheng estimates that this kind of single-target legendary spell that specifically eliminates targets may appear in the future.
According to the phenomenon, he has fully met the [Anti-Mage] advancement requirements.
In this torrent of spells, he can easily avoid, deconstruct and even counter any force that would cause harm to him, just like a butterfly flying through the flowers, dancing gracefully and elegantly without touching a leaf.
But in fact, he didn't achieve it.
Although being connected to the Internet at this moment would not hinder him in this assessment, he knew clearly that he had not reached that step yet.
What the real [Anti-Mage] requires is that the hero professional can feel the essence of the incoming power at the snap of a finger, handle these powers calmly like an inspired artist, and even turn them into their own use to help.
However.
"My talent is too strong."
"The powerful defense allows me to not worry about a lot of damage at all, especially the [Source of Life] that continuously provides vitality, which magnifies this advantage infinitely. Fortunately, the [Source of Life] also makes my perception more
Being keen is not a loss at all."
"The key is the sense of time."
After entering the legendary level and having a legendary body, there is another point that is not obvious but absolutely important, and that is the sense of time.
Each of the legends is equivalent to having a super-enhanced version of [Lightning Thinking] and [Lightning Reflex] expertise. Their brain calculation speed and reaction speed are ten times or even a hundred times faster than that of mortals. It can be said that each of them has
In front of all things, they are "The Flash", and ordinary people are like slow motion in their eyes.
You can ambush, but nothing can ever sneak up on a legend.
And this sense of time, which is far beyond ordinary things, is vaguely reflected in the golden level, because its foundation is the [Golden Soul].
The Nio Sutra says that there are sixty moments in a snap of a finger.
Therefore, in such a short period of time, if the anti-mages want to dance on the endless knife tips and dance gracefully, it will be in vain no matter how strong their instincts are and their bodies cannot keep up. However, in the normal process, every step on the
Professionals on the path of heroes are standing at the doorstep of reaching the golden level. With some treasures or special training environment, it is not particularly difficult to gain a slightly stronger sense of time.
After all, for a character to reach the stage of becoming an Enemy Mage, talent, strength and hard work are basically indispensable. As for those who are really bad, they will naturally fail in becoming an Enemy Mage. There is nothing to say.
But Wang Yuanheng's problem is exactly the opposite. His talent is too strong.
Others worry that their sense of timing is poor and that they are too strong.
As the pressure on the battlefield increased, the talents that he had not fully utilized began to show their power. His sense of time now is stronger than that of ordinary legends. These torrent of spells are airtight in the eyes of other examiners, but he can still use them.
For fancy swimming, I have time to study after doing 108 poses.
For other trainers, they might only have less than a second to react when a spell hits their face, but he didn't panic at all. He felt like he could smoke a cigarette, straighten his hair, and flick off his clothes without any trouble.
The existing dust, let's consider how to solve it with this spell.
Therefore, he now has a rich knowledge of various spells, spells, and other powers. From the perspective of outsiders, he can handle these situations with ease like a real anti-mage. However, in fact, he has not acquired that kind of intuition-like instinct.
Of course, the power of talent is his own power. To this extent, it will not affect his ability to meet the job requirements in this aspect.
However, Wang Yuanheng felt the need to pursue perfection, especially since he felt that he was also capable of achieving perfection.
"seal!"
After Wang Yuanheng figured it out, he immediately shouted and asked Tongwang to seal away part of the power of [Space-Time Mask]. Although Tongwang provides detailed training methods and venues, the final result still requires the efforts of the participants themselves, and there is no guarantee.
It will interfere with any choice made by the participant, and it will naturally go as he wishes immediately.
Therefore, the moment the light of the seal fell, Wang Yuanheng was immediately submerged in the torrent of magic.
A bright light comes down
stand up.
Lie down.
Another light comes down
stand up.
Lying down again.
…
The light flashes from time to time, like raindrops falling on the earth, or like meteors streaking across the sky. There seems to be some kind of truth between life and death.
Ye Modena looked at the light that fell from the sky from time to time, and fell into deep thought for a long time. It was hard to imagine that such a calm and steady look, as if thinking about philosophy, appeared in front of a chaotic, crazy, reckless and violent mad war demon.
On the body.
In this scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the figure who is fully armed and holding a blood-stained mace appears peaceful, like a beautiful oil painting full of contradictions, which makes people feel disgusting, scary and weird.
"Ye Modena...Ye Modena...Ye Modena..."
It was like a sound coming from the distant horizon, spreading to the entire space. At this time, the strong Berserker Demon had already turned around and knelt down on one knee, but his face and eyes were filled with a cruel and ferocious look.
"Great Legion Commander."
"Go, the time has come." The surrounding scenery continued to distort and fluctuate, as if it could not bear the power of the voice, "Set sail immediately, don't let me down again."
"Yes, sir, I will set off immediately. All flesh, blood and soul belong to you, and you will eventually become the only master of chaos."
At this moment, the Middle-earth universe is shrouded in endless light, and a strange aggregation that looks like rotting flesh, flames or bloody mist is slowly approaching. It does not move quickly but appears cautious, because it is worried about accidentally touching it at this moment.
Meet those bright lights.
The Middle-earth universe has the largest space concept in the absolute sense in the entire infinite universe ring. It is by no means a fragmented and illusory space dimension like the nightmare or dream world. Because of such a huge world, because even the commander of this abyssal army
You can't see the whole world in person, especially for legionnaires like them.
What they have to do now is to follow the mysterious connection, follow this force to get as close as possible, and occupy the most advantageous position to wait for the opportunity to appear. After all, in such a huge world, even the commander of the legion is like an ant in comparison.
With towering giant trees, maybe every mark on the tree is a huge ravine to them.
Since the commander of the legion has given instructions, it means that the time is not far away, and they will naturally start to launch the final sprint. However, the power of the card gods is shrouding this place, as if they dare to disobey the rules and touch in advance, whether intentionally or unintentionally,
Destruction is already the best outcome.
Be careful in everything, your life is yours.
"Chikui, what do I want you to do here?" Yemodena looked at the mutated six-armed snake demon that suddenly appeared not far away. The opponent's four palms directly turned into strong and sharp bone spurs, and the arms were like real snakes.
Body, if the remaining two hands are also mutated, I'm afraid it will be a headache for me to fight.
"I got some news. The King of Demonic Eyes has died in a rural place." The ugly and ferocious face of the assassin tried to look relaxed, but his tight body and the faint control of keeping a distance showed a kind of vigilance.
.The six-armed snake demon is originally a melee master in the upper Tanari, but he is still a little afraid of this unique fighting mad demon.
"King of the Demonic Eye? He's just an arrogant fool. He dares to call this title. Have you asked the Purple Blood Eye, Mowgli's Gaze, and the Pilot Tower Observers?"
In addition to his contempt for other demon species, that title really shocked Yemodena. The other person has suffered various inexplicable failures from time to time over the years, and has often become a laughing stock. This title has a lot to do with it, and once the slightest trace of it is revealed,
Weak, those few will definitely tear it into pieces immediately.
Of course, this is not without its benefits. If it weren't for this majestic title, Ye Modena probably wouldn't have known about the existence of such a person. After all, although the legend is great, in the universe ring, it can only be regarded as a local tycoon.
The problem now is that his smart deputy is a little too restless. "I remind you one last time, no matter how many hands you have, please be honest before we enter the Middle-earth universe."