Spearman’s Growth Story

Separate armor? The method of purification is not without, but it is no different from none.

The execution of Zhao Huang? How could this be possible, Hei Xue Ji couldn’t do anything!

She also disliked Rain’s waywardness just now. When this incident came to her, she realized that she was even more wayward!

What she was thinking in her heart was that at worst, together with the disaster-like Lancer, the acceleration of the world would be a Heaven and Earth turning upside down. Anyway, as long as there is a fight, you can reach lv10 sooner or later. Maybe, after you get there, you can find a way to separate the armor outside the field.

――This will not work.

Hei Xueji knows this herself.

Even if it is the armor of disaster, it is not that absolutely does not have weakness. Once the mind on the armor is used up, then within a period of time, the enhanced exterior itself cannot be regenerated, and various bonus powers will not be used.

So, after eating Zhao Huang, even the level 9 can be half-handicapped, and after accelerating the world’s unprecedented “Transcendence·Certain Kill Skill”, all of my mind is used for defense, and finally exhausted Only then will the armor completely collapse and leave its shape.

The reason for the failure of the armor of disasters in the past is the exhaustion of the mind.

In other words, as long as the wheel fights, you can always defeat it.

Therefore, the black snow girl who can do nothing will be surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness, and then fall into zero.

However, she is her after all. No need for extra preaching from others, as long as you calm down, you can pick up fighting intent again.

Knowing this, Rain will not have any extra words, leaving lotus with silence.

However, Rain did not watch the play dumbly.

She knows how terrifying Lancer’s combat ability is. She just imagines that the power and the power of the armor will make her scalp tingling. Therefore, she simply took the Black Snow Girl and unfolded her enhanced exterior.

Leaving Hei Xueji lying on top of her war chariot, she aimed her main gun in the direction of Hei Mist, ready to use her strongest Certain Kill Skill at any time.

If Hei Xue Ji can’t make a decision late, then Renzi will take advantage of the lack of strength in the new period and kill the sixth generation first.

Even if it is a zeroing phenomenon, with their “king” self-control, the duration is impossible for more than one hour.

After that, even if you use a strong one, he will have to execute the sixth generation.

This brought pain to herself and Hei Xue Ji, and opened the hollow armor in her heart, absolutely can’t keep it anymore!

……

―Swallow, plunder, and become stronger endlessly, until only one person is left in the wilderness of accelerating the world.

Along with the male voice chewing this sentence deeply, Zhao Huang recovered his vision.

――Look at it clearly, this group of people should be killed.

The words of killing intent buried deep in my heart, and put on the last disguise for my piercing madness.

A trace of the sunset’s afterglow projected from the west toward the ground, drawing a long shadow in the shade of the building.

A pure black cross cut out of a huge board, pulling Zhao Huang’s attention like a magnet.

A petite silhouette is being restrained on the cross.

From a distance, the color of the silhouette of the whole body is orange-yellow that is easily associated with sunlight. But when you look closely, her forehead, chest and limbs are clearly shining like mirror-like silver.

The arms spread out to the left and right, the slender feet stretched weakly, and the short hair that bloomed like flower buds pressed against the cheeks, hanging down with the head.

――She passed out from the pain.

For no reason, Zhao Huang understood this.

Experiencing the perspective of God, he who got his vision from in midair is just an audience.

What happened here was a tragedy that accelerated world time seven thousand years ago.

Condense is enough to give birth to the resentment, hatred and anger of the armor of disasters, and the events created by the killing of ominous beasts are staged in front of Zhao Huang.

Just looking at the girly phantom, Zhao Huang can feel the bottomless sadness.

That is the deep emotion that is too much for a human being.

Perhaps, it has inherited several generations and dragged each generation of the host into the abyss of despair, and it has already condensed all the feelings and pure.

Otherwise, it will not be able to fight against Zhao Huang’s determination to reach level b.

Only emotions have nothing to do with strength and are fair to everyone. In front of it, what is the difference between a mortal and a hero, not at all.

On the periphery of the depression with several dozen meters in diameter, there are about thirty imaginary bodies forming a circle, casting their eyes to the center of the depression.

The worm reflecting the metallic color and covered in slime is crawling around on the ground.

However, none of these young public enemies came close to the cross inserted in the center of the depression like a tombstone.

This depression is actually the nest of a monster-level public enemy.

Excluding the “four gods” guarding the imperial city, the beast-level public enemy is the strongest existence that accelerates the world not just in name only, but also in reality.