Diablo Destruction

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At this time, the audience was silent. Even the fox people who were hoping that the werewolf Hess would lose soon forgot to cheer for the moment. Instead, they stared blankly at the stage, and some of them were still rubbing their eyes desperately.

How long did it take for the two of them to start fighting?

The fixed-point magma column is almost instantaneous. Then, while approaching at the speed of the phantom, it condenses the polar storm and releases the palm. The whole process seems to have been tempered thousands of times, completed in one go, without any extra movement, so the time does not exceed One second.

The moment the werewolf Hess turned into a lump of ice and flew out, multiple fire storms also condensed. Fire Storm is the first-level skill that has been used the most and has the most improved forms. I have long been able to cast it instantly, and it has a cooldown time. It is also less than two seconds. It can be said that even those advanced adventurers of level 70 or 80 are not much better than me in the fire storm skill.

Therefore, the time it takes to cast the triple fire storm will not exceed 4 seconds, and when it hits the opponent and produces a violent explosion, the total process of all the processes will not exceed 5 seconds.

How much time is 5 seconds? Perhaps it means a lot to a master. They can perform hundreds of moves in these five seconds.

However, for most civilians off the court, five seconds is just a matter of yawning, looking back, and chatting for one or two words. Is that all?

Previously, the werewolf Hess chattered for several minutes, causing the foxmen in the audience to boo, subconsciously thinking that this was another long battle, but the battle suddenly started and ended in just 5 seconds. Such a huge contrast, for a moment, no one could react. In the square with tens of thousands of people, it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could hardly be heard.

"Elder Fan really doesn't give me any face."

On the high platform, Prince Chris looked blankly at the werewolf Hess who was charred and smoking on the ring, and someone squatting on the ground who was still stabbing Hess in the head with the hilt of his sword and carrying out additional attacks, and smiled bitterly.

"The Mainland Gemini is indeed well-deserved. It seems that it has not yet used its true strength. I am old, I am old. This world belongs to young people like you, hehehe~~~"

The elder Mamaga next to him was just stunned for a short moment, then he came to his senses and said with a cheerful smile.

"Of course, that bad guy likes nothing more than to hide, huh~~"

The little fox hugged Mamaga's neck affectionately from behind and said in a high-spirited manner, not forgetting to glance at Chris triumphantly, as if to say: Who said he didn't give you face? That bad guy has already given you enough face. .

"Your Highness Lucia, you seem to be very happy!" Chris did not accept Lucia's provocation. Instead, he smiled calmly, took a sip of tea, and then said meaningfully.

"What's none of your business?"

Lucia immediately glared at him fiercely, and then returned to her position angrily, waving her beautiful brown furry tail. However, after carrying everyone on her back, her face was a little hot, and she always felt that annoying prince with a fake smile. Chris and Mamaga, who regarded her as their own, looked a little weird and sharp, which made her feel depressed that her thoughts had been seen through.

Who is Lucia? The clever little princess of the fox tribe, even she herself couldn't figure out her thoughts as a little woman, was actually seen through by others. How could she, the arrogant woman, bear this breath? She returned to the chair and told all the women She also envied the perfect body, curled up on it, with only a tail hanging down from the back of the chair, swaying unconsciously following her confused thoughts.

After thinking about it, she clenched her two little tiger teeth in frustration, and decided to continue to charge the debt to the bad guy. If it weren't for him, how could she be upset? No, no, who is worried about him? It seems that I like him. If I can spend one second every day thinking about him, he will burn incense. Hum~~~, it should be him missing me. I should spend at least one second every day. Minutes, no... think about it for an hour.

Seeing Lucia getting into the chair alone and getting into a tangled state, Prince Chris seemed a little bored. His smiling eyes fell on Linya again. Looking at Linya who kept a calm smile from beginning to end, he looked at her. asked with a pun.

"Ms. Linya doesn't seem to be worried about Elder Fan at all?"

"Really? I didn't expect His Highness Chris to see it." Linya turned around, the smile on her face became brighter and kinder, and she replied with a pun: "Brother Wu is my husband. I know him and believe him." he."

"It's incredible, it's incredible. The Alliance thinks so highly of us that it sent such a powerful envoy. It seems we have to wake up and deal with it." Chris turned to Mamaga and said with a smile.

"As long as everything is based on sincerity, I believe the alliance will definitely give us a satisfactory result, right? Ms. Linya?" Mamaga turned her smiling face to Linya.

"What Elder Mamaga said is true. I believe that the alliance will definitely unite with all the races that love this continent to drive away the hell clan and support a common peaceful sky." Linya said with full expression. With sincere blue eyes, she met Mamaga's gaze and said.

The three of them laughed in unison, and a harmonious atmosphere suddenly filled the high platform. However, if someone were here, they would definitely mutter: "Three old foxes."

"Hey, hey, why don't you say a few words, brother?"

In the ring, I kept poking the werewolf Hess in the head with the hilt of the sword, and then I realized, Damn, how did I learn the trick of the old drunkard? Could it be that I have been abused like this too much, and I subconsciously vented it on others?

How can it be! ! A pure and kind person like me.

I poked him a few more times with unfinished thoughts, and then I stopped and looked at Hess. Well, he's very good. His eyes are still open, which means he's not unconscious. His eyeballs are still moving around, yo! ! Still staring at me, I'll stab you again!

"Well, ahem, Lord Fan, do you think you want me to announce the result of the competition first?"

It seemed that even the fox referee on the stage couldn't stand my atrocity of "whipping the corpse" and quickly interrupted and asked. Then, the werewolf Hess, who had a swollen head stabbed, was carried off the stage by several fox girls. , It’s so good, I also want to lean on the soft arms of the fox sisters and be carried down by them. Is it better to lose the next game on purpose?

Forget it, if you do this, I'm afraid you will immediately lie in the little fox's arms - she will strangle her neck from behind and strangle her to death...

"I declare that this battle is won by the human race representative, Druid Wu Fan."

After Hess was carried off, the fox-human referee raised his hands high and shouted in his loud voice that he had honed over time. The word "victory" that echoed across the sky was like a catalyst, causing the original victory to break. The fox man in silence became excited, and the referee was also sweating. If the werewolf was allowed to win again, he, the referee who announced the result, might be punished by his wife to kneel down and do laundry when he got home, let alone the referee. It’s crazy...

"Handsome boy, step on those wolf cubs. If Your Highness Lucia doesn't accept you by then, I will be your girlfriend."

A fierce fox girl who was close to the ring shouted at me loudly with her little mouth raised. Looking at me, this petite fox girl with "rich" connotations could score 80 points for her appearance and temperament. See me. Looking at her, she immediately straightened her beautifully contoured chest and gave me a flirtatious look.

As expected of the naturally charming fox people, I wiped my nose and thought, it’s a pity that we already have Willas and the others. Let’s just be friends and talk about what’s going on in life. Further development is prohibited.

Feeling the enthusiasm of these fox people, it was as if their own tribe had won. Tens of thousands of fox people were rejoicing, but it was not impossible to understand their mood. In the first two games, they were suppressed by the werewolves. , the God of Luck was not on his side in the first game, and in the second game he was clearly about to win, but the situation was suddenly reversed, leaving this group of fox people still unable to figure out the reason.

The fox tribe and the werewolf tribe live next to each other. It is precisely because of their close relationship that they pay special attention to their own face. Now that I have lost the face of the werewolf tribe, the fox tribe will feel comfortable. Otherwise, how can I be a mere outsider? With the support of so many fox people, is this a mistake? As long as he wins one more game and wins the favor of these fox people, Linya's negotiations will definitely go much smoother.

Just as I was waiting for the fourth werewolf berserker to come on stage with great momentum, preparing to send him back to the tribe to get married like Hess in one fell swoop, the fox referee smiled bitterly and blinked at me desperately.

Um? Uncle fox man, are your eyes blurred by the wind and sand?

Seeing that the hint was fruitless, the referee smiled bitterly and said clearly: "Well, Master Fan, do you think you should temporarily leave the field now and let the fourth group of battles begin?"

There was a burst of good-natured laughter from the audience.

Dizzy, I forgot that the competition was a group stage instead of a round battle. I stood in the middle of the ring full of energy and waited for the next opponent. In the eyes of others, I looked as stupid as I could.

"Handsome boy, you are so cute. If Your Highness Lucia doesn't accept you, why don't I become your lover." The speaker was still the tough and beautiful fox girl, who was directly promoted from girlfriend to lover? This is...ahem, I still can't think about it.

However, it would be shameful to be asked to step down by the referee like this. After coughing a few times, I did not move away, but said to the referee: "I'm sorry, actually I have already been with Chris for this game." The prince has agreed that I will handle the remaining two werewolf berserkers."

The fox referee was stunned for a moment, and his doubtful eyes fell on the high platform opposite. Then he apologized and walked towards the stage. It seemed that he was going to confirm what I said. After all, such a game connected the three clans. He didn't dare to be careless in the game. He couldn't change the way he played just by listening to my words. I understand, I can understand.

As for whether Chris and I had such an agreement? Stupid, of course not, but I vaguely feel that this Chris is not really here for victory, maybe he just can't defeat his four lustful men, and the little fox will definitely be there Linya would definitely not let me suffer the embarrassment of being a pusher, so I was 100% confident that Chris would never say "no".

After a while, the fox referee came back. When he left, because everyone was watching, he made way for him, but no one saw him coming from behind, so he gave way to him.

Just as I was speculating with great interest on how his slightly fat figure could pass through the dense circle of tens of thousands of people, the figure of this fox-man referee came to the periphery of the crowd, but suddenly disappeared from my sight.

I looked around in astonishment for a while, and then out of the corner of my eye I spotted a silent black shadow passing through the crowd. That fleeting figure looked like a fish swimming in the sea, looking extremely relaxed. The civilians who were passed by didn't even notice his presence. They only felt a hissing cold wind blowing on their waists, and then looked confused. How could their waists feel so cold in such a crowded place? Could it be that Is it a ghost?

And in this moment, the black shadow had passed through most of the crowd and reached the edge of the ring.

Unexpectedly, this referee is also a master. It seems that he will not be lower than level 50 at least. But think about it, as a referee, you have to prevent unpredictable things from happening in the ring at any time. How can you do it without two hands?

The ghostly figure of the referee just emerged from the crowd, like a martial arts master turned into a slow old man. His movements became slower and slower. He probably thought that he was doing it unnoticed, but he just emerged from the crowd. , he came into contact with my smiling gaze, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed across his expression, but it only happened for a moment.

"Sir Fan, I have confirmed what you said. Just proceed as the adults said." The referee bowed slightly with an apology, took a few steps forward and said in a very low voice.

"Lord Fan, please don't tell others about my identity."

"No problem, but Elder Mamajia should know. I have to tell her. What if you are a spy?" I said jokingly. Unexpectedly, the referee showed a very serious expression. The nodded.

"Lord Fan is really thoughtful, please do this. Elder Mamaga and several other elders all know my identity."

After he finished speaking, in order not to attract attention, without waiting for my answer, he announced the temporary change of the competition method to the fox people in the audience. Naturally, the fox people in the audience were excited again.

"Elder Fan is really good at it. In this way, my last subordinate will definitely not be able to escape his bullying." Prince Chris on the stage looked at the cheers below and shrugged helplessly.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. Who can blame me if I'm not as good as others?" Lucia said with disdain, her tail raised.

"Yes, but I think this time, even Elder Fan, who is known as the Twin Star, may not be able to win easily." Chris put down the teacup in his hand steadily, like a general in chess, with confidence. smile.

"Your Highness Lucia, haven't you noticed? There is the fourth contestant on our side."

Lucia was stunned for a moment, showing an expression of reminiscence, and then gradually became surprised: "Could it be Hadamas?"

Chris smiled slightly. Although he didn't speak, the expression on his face was obvious. At this moment, even Mamaga showed a look of surprise.

"Hadamas, is that the child?"

Decades ago, Hadamas was a recognized genius among the werewolves, and his reputation even spread throughout the Arreat Mountains. Along with his reputation, he was known for his two great idiots, one was a martial artist, and the other was an idiot. It's obvious, what else could it be but Lucia Madness? Otherwise he wouldn't be here.

Long before Lucia ran away, he left the werewolf tribe and went out to experience deep in the vast snowy mountains. He vowed to develop a strong body and come back to win Lucia's heart. After leaving for decades, Lucia and others It is only natural that this person be forgotten magnificently.

"He just came back from outside a few days ago. He has been gone for more than 20 years. His parents almost didn't recognize him. The only thing that hasn't changed is his infatuation for you, Your Highness Lucia. When he heard about the competition to recruit a bride, he He immediately shouted to me that he was coming." After Lucia gradually digested her inner surprise, Chris said with a leisurely smile.

"After years of hard training in the Snowy Mountains, Hadamas has reached the fifth level and the 49th level werewolf berserker. Even Elder Fan may make a mistake if he takes it lightly."

"Tch, so what about level five?"

After a brief surprise, Lucia curled her lips and said disdainfully. She had seen the powerful form of the blood bear. I am afraid that even an adventurer of level 70 or 80 may not be able to win easily, let alone a mere A fifth-level character.

Now, it was Chris's turn to be depressed. Where did the strong confidence in Lucia's eyes come from? Did she really think that a level 38 druid could easily defeat a level 49 werewolf berserker? Looking at Linya next to him again, she still had a calm smile, as if she had never been worried about her husband. Chris couldn't help but become more confused.

No matter how smart he is, he probably can't imagine the meaning of the twin stars. It can't be explained by common sense. Chris can't escape the shackles of this common sense, so he is just a genius and cannot compete with real people like Akala and others. Like an old fox.

At this time, Hadamas, whom they were talking about, slowly stepped onto the ring. From the moment he appeared, everyone felt the difference from the previous three werewolf berserkers. Even the civilians could clearly feel it. The sharp and murderous aura revealed by the werewolf in front of him was like a sharp knife pointed at his throat, making people feel chilly. The green gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts like a sharp sword, with its edge clearly revealed. The cold aura made those fox-men retreat away from him dozens of meters away, lowering their heads, not even having the courage to look at him.

The expressions of other adventurers changed greatly, especially the fox man, who looked at the high platform with questioning expressions, as if to say, this guy has obviously reached level five, why are he allowed to participate in the competition? Isn't this a foul?

Although there are no clear regulations on the qualifications for participating in the competition, everyone has an idea in mind that they must be young and handsome. In the eyes of the fox people, what is young? Anyone between 20-40 years old, or even in their early 40s, can be counted this way. Generally speaking, It is said that it is absolutely impossible for an adventurer in his early 40s to reach the fifth level.

Of course, in addition to this, there is another natural condition, which is that you are not married. If you are married and want to marry His Highness Tianhu, the most noble person in the fox tribe, what else is it if you are not looking for trouble?

What? you said I? These fox civilians don’t know that I am married. Besides, because of the appearance of Chris and defining the nature of this competition as a friendly match, this condition has been relaxed a lot. If there is no Chris, I think Mamaga The Great Elder will definitely use this reason to prevent me from challenging the winner.

Faced with everyone's doubts, Elder Mamaga couldn't sit back and ignore it. He came to the high platform and said loudly to the tens of thousands of people in the audience: "Has everyone forgotten who he is? Hadamas of the werewolf tribe, I I don’t think anyone will question his qualifications to compete.”

Hadamas?

Suddenly, many fox adventurers remembered this former genius. Unexpectedly, it was him. He had reached the fifth level of strength? ! For a moment, these young fox warriors were either shocked or ashamed.

It's disappointing. Why is it that at the same age, I am still hovering in the middle of the fourth level, but my opponent has already reached the fifth level?

The chaotic scene just now calmed down immediately after Mamaga said a word. All eyes were almost focused on this former proud man. The powerful aura emanating from him made these fox people feel deeply. When the gap between himself and the genius was reached, at the same time, he was even more worried. Why can't his family produce such a genius? Is it true that the goddess of my own clan is going to be snatched away by the werewolf clan?

From the very beginning when this werewolf appeared, I also felt something different. Of course, it was not the sharp momentum that others felt. I have also said before that momentum or power, as long as it does not become substantial, Things like domains don't do much for me.

I always feel like someone is calling me a crazy bastard behind my back! !

Therefore, what I pay attention to are other aspects of his strength that can really be seen, such as his steps, which are very stable. People who have lived in Harrogas for a long time have very stable steps. If they are not stable, they will slip on the ice at any time. , but like this, a pace that is as steady as the towering mountains that can be seen everywhere on the Atre Mountains, I can only see it from a few paladins in Harrogas.

Next is the posture, the torso, which is like steel. You can feel the power contained in it with the naked eye, and the eyes. After filtering out those sharp gazes, what is left is the iron will.

All in all, this should be a very difficult opponent to deal with. It should not be inferior to that guy from Oscar. I defined the opponent in front of me.

Of course, such an opponent can't scare me. If you want to shake me, you must at least have the strength of Carlos level. However, I still rely too much on the blood bear transformation. If there is no blood bear transformation, I will be able to do it. In fact, his current strength is not much better than that of a fifth-level adventurer. To deal with such a master, if he doesn't wake up a little bit, he may be capsized in the gutter.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, the expression on the werewolf's face remained unchanged from beginning to end. He did not take the presence of the audience seriously at all. This concentration alone made me feel inferior.

He came to me, two meters tall, and looked at me condescendingly with a sharp knife-like gaze. He stared straight at me for a long time, and only after seeing that I felt nothing, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

By the way, brother, are you a little overconfident?

"Hadamas." He stretched out his hand towards me coldly.

"Wu Fan." I held it with a straight face. I felt that his hand was like an iron plier, hard and powerful. But if you want to compete with me in strength, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person. At least call a fifth-level paladin. Not bad.

We tested each other's strength, and we quickly put down our hands. This werewolf man named Hadamas finally showed a serious look, because he lost in the strength test.

The werewolf berserker and the druid are actually relatively similar professions, except that the werewolf berserker values ​​agility, while the druid values ​​​​physique. In terms of strength, both are about the same, and Hadamas, who is level 49, loses. What does this mean to me who is level 38? Hadamas knew very well that he would not be so stupid as to think that the other party had added the wrong attribute points.

Either they were too well-equipped, or they were relatively rare power-type druids. No matter which type they were, they were very difficult to deal with, so Hadamas finally put aside the mentality of Xiaoqiu, a level 38 druid.

Of course, if I had known that this grip made the other person think so much, I would never have competed with him just now.

"You are very strong, and you are indeed a pretty good opponent."

Madamas looked at me closely and said, with a sharp and cold tone, just like the cold knife wind that rages all year round in the snowy mountains and can even injure adventurers.

I was about to say something modest, but unexpectedly, this guy then said confidently: "However, you are not my opponent, Lucia, you belong to me!!"

I don’t have a common language with people like you, so let’s start a fight! !

I looked at the referee with helpless eyes, and he nodded understandingly and asked us to stand apart. Then he ran to the edge of the ring, waved his big hand and shouted "Let's go", and the person slipped out of the ring like a slippery loach.

The moment the voice fell, Hadamas's eyes narrowed, and his whole body became even colder. The cold light leaking from his narrowed eyes locked me tightly, and his gaze was like that of a hungry beast. Looks like prey.

If I am not strong enough, I will definitely be killed by him. In an instant, I felt this sense of certainty.

At the same time, he activated [Crazy Fighting Power], leaning down like a werewolf, and his upper body began to shake rhythmically, making him look like a spring with full strength, and his strength and speed could be instantaneous at any time. Explodes to the max.

Obviously, this is to prevent my fixed-point volcanic explosion. Sure enough, there are still existences like Saints in this world, who will coolly say, "A move that has been used once is no longer useful to me." "Something like that.

This is the case with Hadamas in front of me. Seeing that his whole body is relaxed and strong, like a sharp arrow in the string. Although the fixed-point volcanic eruption is instantaneous, like a robbery, there is always a moment of aiming. There is no certainty that we can hit him, and even if we hit him, it doesn't mean that we have achieved anything. Do we expect him to be like Hess, who was hit from the front and flew into the air to be eaten by me? It's already pretty good if it can scratch the edges.

Therefore, for a while, I didn't know what skills to use. The druid's skills seemed to have a farther attack range than the volcanic explosion. There were many other professional skills to choose from, but I didn't want to Exposed, although I don't want to play the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, but if I can hide it, there is no need to show it, and I am not a clown.

"Why, won't you use your magic?"

I had set up my posture early, guarding against the instant magic that made him secretly wary, but seeing that I didn't move at all, Hadamas couldn't help but feel strange.

"I'm not sure of hitting it, so I'd better keep it, lest you take advantage of it." I shrugged my shoulders, be honest, there are no more honest people in this world than us, who actually tell the enemy what I really think.

"That means we want to fight Luo in close combat?" Hadamas exuded a strong smell of blood and said with excitement on his lips.

"Yes, close combat is a man's romance!!" My mother told me since I was a child that I should be an honest and good boy.

"If that's the case..."

Saying this, Hadamas' fierce fighting spirit suddenly erupted, forming a fierce storm area within a radius of three meters. His figure gradually blurred in the storm. The next moment, the storm disappeared, and his figure also followed. disappear.

left! !

I reacted within 0.01 second, and didn't even have time to turn around and fight. I followed my intuition and flicked my fingers. The next moment, a pillar of hot lava suddenly sprayed out less than half a meter away from me. came out, and then there was a tall figure flying up.

Damn it, didn’t you say you wanted to fight in close combat?

Hadamas looked at me with a surprised look in mid-air, as if he felt that it was very inappropriate for an honest child like me to lie.

No one stipulates that magic cannot be used in close combat. I glanced at him innocently, what a poor kid, his brain must have been frozen by the blizzard in the snowy mountains.

Although I succeeded with one blow, I did not continue to attack like I did with Hess. The two were not at the same level of strength. I didn't think that a volcanic explosion could cause much trouble to Hadamas, so I rushed forward rashly. If so, he might be able to catch the flaw.

Sure enough, in just a moment, Hadamas' figure flashed in the air, and he got down on all fours, staring at me with angry and ferocious eyes like a vigorous cheetah.

"Elder Fan is really..."

On the high platform, an energy crystal was relaying the not-so-secret conversation between Hadamas and I. Chris shook his head, as if he was very ashamed of my behavior of deceiving the kind and pure Hadamas.

"Soldiers never tire of deceit. Besides, Hadamas is just stupid. The bad guy never said he didn't use magic." The little fox on the side immediately defended himself.

"However, Druid's magic cannot control the overall situation. How will Elder Fan deal with it? It's really exciting." Chris was not surprised by Lucia's behavior of forgetting her mother when she had a lover, and Chris was not surprised. He continued to look towards the ring with excitement on his face.

As Chris said, there is a cooldown time for magic, and the druid's magic is too little. Even if he reaches the final level of the sixth level, there are only ten of them, and not all of them may be suitable for use in ever-changing combat environments.

Calculated in this way, the magic that the druid can cast in battle is very little, which is not enough to completely suppress the opponent. This is one of the biggest differences between the druid and the wizard who also master the elemental system. The wizard has enough There are thirty magic spells, which can be used in turn to suppress the opponent until all the mana is exhausted. If you want to deal with the druid, with the idea of ​​​​consuming all the magic skills of the wizard, you may even die. Do not know what's going on.

If you are a weakling like Hess who can kill you in a few seconds, you don't have to worry about the amount of magic. But when you encounter an opponent like Hadamas, you can't solve it quickly, and the Druid's weakness in magic will immediately disappear. exposed.

Hadamas also seemed to know the weakness of Druid. He did not intend to give me too much time to cool down his skills. He just stood still slightly and then rushed towards me again like a sharp arrow. He turned his hands around and held the It is a top-notch sword of ordinary swords. It seems that he didn't take out the weapon just now, but he also wanted to get closer and tease me later. Nowadays, there are no honest people anymore.

The Excellent Sword, shining with blue light, fell above my head with a roar that seemed to cut the air. The Werewolf Berserker's third-level skill - three-stage strike was also activated instantly. If he was hit, he might be in danger. My current defense will not be too good, and the worst result may even be a negative state.

Block! !

"Qiang Qiang Qiang——"

Several deafening metal collisions echoed on the large shield I took out instantly. The thick metal brass shield was hit violently three times, with a high-frequency vibration and whine, which shook my left hand holding the shield. Got to be slightly numb.

The next moment, a silent crystal sword poked out from the shield and plunged straight into Hadamas's right rib. The ferocious werewolf's expression flashed with violence, but he didn't even dodge. The sword was held horizontally, and a thousand pounds of force was brewing in the hand and it was swept towards me.

The Werewolf Berserker's second-level skill [Sweep] can attack enemies within a 180-degree range of the weapon's attack. Of course, as a second-level group attack skill, the damage of [Sweep] will not increase too much, and the accuracy will definitely be higher. It has to be reduced, so except for the hidden profession, every profession is very balanced. There are no rubbish professions, only rubbish people.

Khan, you actually fought hard and bullied me for not having melee skills? have no idea……

"bump--"

The strong dark gold eagle armor on his body played a very good protective role, but was thrown away by the powerful force of the sweep. The crystal sword in his hand penetrated Hadamas' armor for several points, and blood immediately gurgled out.

To outsiders, I was knocked out by Hadamas. It seemed that he had an overwhelming upper hand in this hard fight, but only the two of us involved knew that.

, who took advantage of it.

The damage caused by one of my ordinary thrusts is twice as much as Hadamas's sweeping skill.

This is a victory for equipment!