I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

After speaking, Connor glanced at Gu Tianqing, who was still shuffling the cards quietly, and then set his eyes on Yi Rin again: "I think you are more suitable for 'death' than him. Sorry, friend", Connor said in the second half of the sentence It was to Gu Tianqing: "I trust my intuition."

Gu Tianqing seemed indifferent, with that fake smirk still on his face, but his shuffling action stopped abruptly, he neatly pressed the deck between his palms, and smiled: "Actually, I think so too. It's a pity that there are too many 'chips' on him, right, my president."

Yi Rin narrowed her eyes: "I won the prize."

Although Yi Rin's expression was calm at the moment, he quietly raised Connor's danger level to MAX.

An enemy, Yi Rin can not be afraid of his strength, he can not be afraid of his cunning, let alone that he is fearless, the only thing he is afraid of is... he is ruthless.

A person who can kill even his own brother with a smile on his face, what else can't do something crazy?

have to say.

The eyes of the "Knight" selected above are indeed unique. .

Gu Tianqing, a pervert.

Connor is cruel.

The skinny black old man is not a good thing at first glance.

Really have a vision.

"Huh... 'Above' cheating so blatantly, is it really okay?"

Irene asked.

"That's why the mythical props - [Babylon] are used here," Gu Tianqing explained with a smile: "Everything that happens here, for the other 'gamblers' above, will only produce results, they will not know the process. Of course. , for them, as long as the result is enough, it doesn't matter how the process is."

Irene was silent.

Gu Tianqing sighed softly: "President, I really... really want to live with you. Really, that rotten world will be more fun with you around. You know, I have seen an undead with my own eyes, After exhausting the number of deaths, he came back to life again. He lost all the memory of the 100 deaths, he thought he had just stepped into this undead resurrection game, that feeling... It was like being 'refreshed' ."

"Human beings are so small that they can't even taste their own 'death'."

Irene nodded: "I agree."

He agrees with Gu Tianqing's statement, but cannot empathize.

Only one "knight" will be born from each tower.

They are the default candidates.

They were chosen long ago, at the moment of their death.

Therefore, when Gu Tianqing escaped from his 'death', he led out the "supervisor" and sent him here by himself. It is to make the birth of the "Death Knight" a given reality, and to make Gu Tianqing's "destined death" a reality.

No matter what Yilin did, no matter what step he took, at the end of the day, he was still being played with and applauded by the superior rulers.

Rumble.

Rumble.

At this time.

A violent vibration came from under his feet.

is below.

Irene's face changed.

The black and thin old man laughed and said, "It's started."

Gu Tianqing shrugged: "It belongs to God's evil taste."

Connor smiled indifferently: "The last one should be able to catch up, right?"

Irene felt release.

He felt that the lower layer was collapsing rapidly.

Down the ninth floor, it is collapsing into dust, and the surrounding becomes a void of "mortal death".

The undead who did not have time to reach the ninth floor died completely under this wave of collapse.

Brutal stage, need a little uplifting special effects.

Undoubtedly, for them at the top, this can bring some fun to their long and boring lives.

"Let me have some fun while I still have time."

Conor D. Solomon smiled heartily, like a sunny and handsome boy next door, with a giant sword in his hand, he walked towards Yilin step by step.

Facing Connor, Yi Rin had the illusion that he was facing a high mountain, which was difficult to shake.

legend!

Irene's heart sank.

There is no doubt that the Conor D. Solomon in front of him gave Irin the feeling that he was an out-and-out legend!

Moreover, he is standing at the peak, and he is only one step away from entering the next realm... Legend of the peak!

Whoa!

In the blink of an eye, Connor slowly slashed a sword towards Yi Rin across a distance of dozens of meters.

When he swings the sword, it feels like he is holding a mountain in his hand and falling down easily.

"die!"

Connor didn't speak.

But between the electric light and flint, the mediocre giant sword seemed to absorb the surrounding light, making the scene on this layer bleak.

The distorted light and shadow formed a word in front of Yi Rin's eyes.

-【die】!

[Analysis of the horizon]!

Irene's eyes shone with light.

Without hesitation, he entered the state of [Analytical Horizon].

From the end of the great sword, extended "trajectory lines", and without exception, passed through Irin's head.

Deduce, calculate, try.

Under the [Analysis Horizon], Yi Rin has enough "time" to analyze the opponent's attack routines and respond accordingly.

Do not…

But soon, Yi Rin was surprised to find that Connor's sword did not have any fancy trajectory, let alone any "skill" effect hidden in it.

Just a sword!

The lead has faded away, a sword that is as simple as possible!

This sword even reminded Yi Rin of Mo Rendi's fist!

not good!

He and Mo Rendi... are the same type of person!

The kind of person who breaks physical limitations with pure force!

"Tsk, you're the type I hate too."

In Irin's "Vision", Connor's great sword suddenly accelerated. At that moment, Yi Rin's pupils shrank suddenly. When all the surrounding things flowed at a "slow speed", Connor's giant sword suddenly became a normal flow speed, giving him a kind of "his sword splitting time" "Illusion!

The giant sword passed through Yi Rin's body and split him in half, but Connor frowned, smiled instead of startled, and swept again. Irene".

"call-"

Yi Rin let out a breath, and in a hurry, the halo on his wrists lit up, and [Zi Zi Zi Mirage] created countless phantoms, avoiding Connor's two swords.

The brief contact left a deep impression on Yi Rin.

Conor D. Solomon is a typical melee apostle, no, it should be said to be the ultimate melee type. His control of his own power has reached an incredible state. With the sword just now, when the giant sword shattered Yi Rin's phantom, the tip of his sword stopped accurately at a distance of less than one centimeter from the ground, and then he quickly swung out the second sword.

The connection of these two swords is smooth and smooth, without the slightest extra movement. Even the "inertia" thing seems to have been "eliminated" by Connor. His two swords did not cause any damage to the surrounding environment or the ground, and the highly condensed power brought Iraq. Rin's heart palpitated.

Thousands of phantoms jumped repeatedly around the three candidate knights.

In Yi Rin's "Mirage", every phantom is equal to the real, with a heartbeat and breathing, enough to make the fake real.

After looking around, Connor quickly set his eyes on a phantom not far away, and smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, it seems that our relationship is not very good."

Irene's face sank.

Connor was right.

Even though Irene didn't admit it.

But after the brief contact, Yi Rin understood one thing in the shortest time.

Carrying a giant sword and using pure melee combat ability, this man who has reached the pinnacle of the legendary level and will become a conquering knight in the future - Conor D. Solomon,

Is his "natural enemy"!

Natural nemesis!

Not to mention the dead.

In the circle of the apostles, there has always been a saying of "amenity".

The evolutionary direction of each apostle cannot cover every aspect.

Everyone has natural enemies.

Just like Yilin himself, all "curse" abilities are ineffective against him, and he is the natural enemy of this type of apostle.

At this moment, UU reading www.uukanshu. When com faced Connor, Yi Rin intuitively told him that this person's evolutionary direction was completely opposite to his.

This is the taste of "natural enemies".

The relationship between the two of them is extremely poor.

"Hopefully we can have a good time."

Connor smiled politely, and accurately judged Yi Rin's true body, with the unremarkable New Year's swordsmanship, and slashed towards Yi Rin.

"cold!"

A figure from far to near, the speed is fast, like a golden meteor, dazzling and dazzling.

A familiar golden knight sword stabbed Irin's eyes and blocked Connor's sword.

Milian arrived in time to protect the cook.

And listen to the next decomposition.

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