Blue Sword

"There are so many people." Asik sighed as he faced a large number of Norman knights around him alone.

In the daily training of professional players, there is a test called "stress resistance adaptation training", which refers to persisting for 30 minutes under endless enemy attacks... Both the players' physical fitness and concentration are extremely stringent. test.

Of course, for Aske today, such training is nothing but nostalgia.

In this world, except for the artificial intelligence of the Holy See, there is no effective method that can reproduce that kind of stress resistance training. Peggy's Immortal Phantom Sword may be a feasible way out in the future, but a dozen clones that can be defeated in one strike are too crude.

The concretization of the laws of war requires understanding in constant high-intensity battles. Asker has no interest in those novice enemies who are not even at the law level. As for using girls for sparring, it is okay, but everyone is very resistant to this, so that most of the time he lacks suitable training objects, so he can only water skiing.

Asik has waited too long for this opportunity to fight happily.

He swung his sword to cut off the battle ax coming from the right, and a Norman knight took the opportunity to bully him from the left and went berserk!

The opponent's muscles suddenly swelled, and the battle ax hit hard with overwhelming force. Ask just stretched out his left arm and pulled out a shield from the air.

A layer of ice suddenly condensed on the shield, which suddenly shattered under the powerful hammer blow of the battle axe. However, the ice itself also slid the ax away. Asik stepped to the right, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into The muscles of the battle ax in both hands also swelled.

violent! Full Moon Slash!

With the power of the violent ability, the battle ax swept across and immediately chopped countless things into pieces - to be precise, four battle axes, three breastplates, and the spines of three Norman knights. After all, professional players have very good eyesight.

Killing the three enemies on the right at once, Asik once again stepped towards the empty space that appeared on the right, and the enemies around him quickly pressed in densely, and a fierce white air hit the sky and the earth.

Frost formation.

The so-called frost formation refers to the Normans launching saturated frost attacks to the surroundings at the same time. Since the frost sequence itself gives them the ability to be immune to cold, they can lower the temperature of the entire environment to an extremely low level, and then use their own cold resistance to crush the enemy.

Of course, if the opponent also has a frost sequence, then this tactic is meaningless.

By plundering the skills of the Normans, Asker is naturally not afraid of low-temperature environments at this moment. He faced the ice and snow and swept his battle ax around again, cutting off countless weapons that came up to attack. Then, two heavy machine guns suddenly appeared in his hand.

Da da da da da da da!

He held a minigun in each hand and squeezed the trigger with all his strength like a Terminator. The metal storm spun along with the muzzle of his gun and poured violently in all directions.

Norman knights of level 6 and above have strong physical strength and can withstand assault rifle fire head-on. However, this time the metal storm tore apart their armor smoothly, and then penetrated the strong bodies directly, and countless pieces of flesh and blood flew up along with the metal fragments.

A large number of Norman knights were swept to the ground like wheat under a scythe. Seeing the hell-like scene in the front row, the knights in the back row finally couldn't help but start to retreat.

After all, the scene in front of him was too weird. Even a high-level knight whose bloodline was about to mature was torn into pieces like paper in front of machine gun bullets. The machine gun in their impression should not be able to fire continuously for such a long time, nor should it have such powerful killing power.

Looking at the enemies around him who were beginning to retreat, Asker still squeezed the trigger with an expressionless expression, carrying the twin mini-machine guns and firing continuously around him, beating all the Norman knights in his field of vision into a honeycomb. Naturally, he would not bother to explain to the other party that his current fighting method is actually based on three rare conditions:

1. Use the plundered violent ability to strengthen your physical strength in a short period of time, so that it can withstand the terrifying recoil caused by dual-wielding miniguns firing at full force.

2. Using the plundered speed law (Shirley:???), the "acceleration" skill is solidified near the muzzle, so that the speed and kinetic energy of all machine gun bullets are greatly increased the moment they escape. Amplified, making it enough to penetrate the strong physical defense of the Norman knights.

3. Use the low-temperature environment created by the Normans and the ability to continuously cast ice to cool down the overheating of the barrel caused by the full-force firing of the minigun.

Enemies, companions and the environment, every factor was cleverly used to achieve such a perverted "Terminator" lawn-mowing tactic. This is the basic ability that any professional player must have: to select the current limited conditions, arrange them, and create a combat mode that is most beneficial to him.

I don’t know how long they have been firing with all their strength, but a huge blank circle has been swept out around Asker, as if it was a forbidden area designated by the God of Death. No Norman dared to set foot here.

Only the layers of knight corpses lying on the ground hinted at the brutal meat-grinding battle that took place here just a few minutes ago.

Suddenly Asik lifted the summons and used the law of speed to quickly raise his body and fly up. William's iron skill passed from the original position below him, and was directly hit.

William, who was rushing to attack, did not expect that the opponent, with his back turned to him and focused on firing, and his hearing was completely obscured by the sound of machine gunfire, could miraculously detect and even dodge his sneak attack at the critical moment.

I guess he has some kind of "intuition" ability. This young man... is really troublesome. I have to find an opportunity to get rid of him!

He once again manipulated the gathered rust and pushed himself forward quickly. The Siren Banshee floating on the periphery of the front field quickly ducked to both sides, while a certain figure rushed in regardless.

It was Roger, William's designated heir.

William frowned and turned sharply to avoid Roger's charging route, feeling increasingly irritated... The reason why Roger rushed towards him without saying a word was obviously because he was controlled by the corpse witch demigod opposite.

The Puppet Law is different from the Manipulation Law: the latter belongs to the rarer upper law, but the control target must rely on the thread of the soul, and this thread will be rusted as long as it enters William's rust field. The former plants a puppet seed in the target's body, so that if William wants to remove Roger's interference, he can only restrain him first, and then use refined law skills to slowly deal with it.

This is of course unrealistic in the high-pressure one-on-two situation William faces today.

So he could only cast the law skill again, and a large amount of rust spread from Roger's feet, wrapping him tightly.

Then he moved quickly to try to dodge, but the high-speed stone shot from Shirley happened to pass through his left chest.

Relying on the function of the conceptualized body, William was not injured at all. However, due to the interruption of the concepts that constituted himself, his skill mobilization was somewhat delayed. The sound of rust and friction echoing around him was slightly lower, and the song of the Siren Banshee resumed. It started to shine loudly and went straight into his ears.

"Damn it..." William cursed in his heart for a moment, and could only mobilize his spirituality to make noise again, and couldn't help but focus on the mountain road in the distance.

It would be great if Robert could solve the trouble there as soon as possible and come back with the artifact to support...

I will accompany my wife to the hospital in the afternoon and ask for a day off!