Diablo Destruction

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When the airflow in my fist was compressed and expanded to the extreme, even I felt palpitated by the explosive force brewing inside, as if I was holding an activated nuclear bomb in my hand, and I wanted to throw it far away immediately to prevent it from being affected. It's better for you.

This is enough. If it is compressed any further, people will die. In any aspect...

I thought silently in my heart, and suddenly stretched and twisted my fist that was rubbing and vibrating in the airflow at high speed.

Double strike - air compression punch! Infinite Feather of Fire's Willas' pan, explode for me! ! !

The next moment, high-frequency vibrations spread from the fists to the body, brain, eyes, and the world seen in the eyes can also vibrate infinitely. The violent airflow suddenly becomes chaotic and chaotic, like a human pupil, shrinking slightly. However, it suddenly enlarged in the next moment.

"Well--"

This feeling of not being in control is...

It's like catching a ball in your hand and suddenly falling out of your hand, which is the legendary slippage of the hand.

Sixty percent probability.

At this moment, tears of sadness welled up in my eyes again. It turned out that I was wrong. The so-called conclusion of the protagonist is indeed that no matter how low the probability is, it will definitely succeed.

But as a protagonist with a tragic aura, it needs to be slightly modified, which is the so-called tragic protagonist conclusion - at the critical moment, the result will always be biased towards the side with a lower probability.

The current probability is: the success rate is 60%, the failure rate is 40%...

"hiss--"

The entire fist, including the flames and lava on the arm, exploded, revealing the body of blood-red fluff, and then sprayed mist-like blood arrows onto it. This was double the damage to the body after the failed double strike.

However, this is just the beginning. Now it is not the second flame fist, but the second air compression fist. The more powerful it is, the greater the backlash will be if it fails.

Seeing the extremely compressed air flow on the fist spraying blood mist, and the tens of thousands of fire feathers around me, I was silent for a moment and looked up at the sky.

In the current situation, if the compressed air flow group is compared to a high-explosive flame bomb, then the surrounding fire plumes are grenades, tens of thousands of grenades.

"..."

Wu Fan, I wish you rest in peace! !

Wiping away the blood and tears in my heart, I prayed silently to myself.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom -"

The next moment, uncontrollable terrifying airflow filled the entire arena, just like a super sandstorm blowing from the edge of the dead center of the Lugaoyin Desert that no one had ever dared to set foot in. The black storm roared like a handful. The sharp sword scraped the arena into pieces.

Even the adventurers watching from the outside saw the black storm inside roaring like black dragons, and the domain-level protective cover shivering in the bursting airflow, like fragile glass, with network-like cracks cracking on it. , their bodies trembled involuntarily, creating the illusion that they were about to be swept into the black storm and torn into pieces in an instant.

Then, countless explosions resounded from the center of the storm, and red rays of light flowed around with the storm. Six angel judges, including five pseudo-domain-level quasi-two-winged angels, suddenly turned into five in the black storm. A white light passed through the protective cover and came to the outside of the ring, standing at the five corners of the five-pointed star position of the ring.

Then, a holy white magic array stretched out from them. The defensive cover on the arena seemed to be echoing them, emitting bursts of soft white light. The cracks on it gradually disappeared in the white light, and the constantly trembling energy cover also When it is quiet, the white light flows from it, giving people a sense of stability that is as heavy as Mount Tai and inviolable.

Obviously, the original domain-level defensive shield finally could no longer bear it, so these five quasi-two-winged angels came on the stage in person to stabilize the defensive shield.

There is no doubt that this indeed broke the previous record and was the most violent blow since the entire martial arts competition. However, what happened inside made everyone look at each other and didn't know how to describe it.

In this case, these uncontrolled energy flows look like indiscriminate coverage attacks.

If there hadn't been the previous crazy profligate behavior, then the adventurers would definitely be able to guess the truth - this was definitely an energy explosion caused by the failure of the skill to be used. However, after the last experience, they guessed that it was actually thousands of people. This giant bear is capable of such crazy and wasteful behavior as one-third of its energy utilization, so the indiscriminate and crazy attack like now, in which he is also involved, seems to be in line with the other party's character.

"The second strike...failed."

Dikasha, the truth, revealed the doubts in the minds of tens of thousands of adventurers with one word.

"Yes, it failed." Sarah showed an expression that she couldn't bear to witness.

"It's all because Xiaofan is too complacent." Little Ghost said with certainty.

"I think it's because the name of the move is so tasteless."

Vilas sighed and covered her face helplessly, still feeling brooding about the cow roar that made her instantly famous among tens of thousands of adventurers when the Infinite Fire Feather was first used.

It's all because the stupid master didn't accept my book. This is retribution. Moissa's expression is indifferent, which seems natural.

"Brother Wu shouldn't lose like this." Fortunately, there is another person with a relatively normal mind, Linya, sighing with some regret.

"Don't worry, that kid is very determined. How could he lose like this?"

Kasha gave up and smiled. While everyone was attracted by this energy turbulence, her eyes were on Carlos.

Perhaps, this is your only chance to win, Carlos! !

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough"

After finally waiting for the explosion to stop and the black storm to blow over, I ran out of the dust, coughing and rolling, dragging my scorched fur all over.

The power of an air compression punch is like being hit by a giant dragon at full speed. So, I have no way to describe the power of a double air compression punch, although this power is not condensed into a ball. It is emitted in one direction but explodes in all directions, but the power is still three to four times greater than that of ordinary air compression punches. This is an undoubted fact.

There are still tens of thousands of fire feathers. Now I have a profound understanding of what it means to shoot myself in the foot. Although the explosive power of a fire feather is infinitely close to zero for me, it is gathered around me. At least half of the tens of thousands of fire feathers exploded in the out-of-control black storm, and the power of the activated fire feathers cannot be underestimated. They blew up my old bones to the point where they were about to fall apart.

Moreover, the house leaked and it rained all night. What made me most unlucky was that when I failed to use the double attack, not only was my right arm injured, but the lava layer on my body was also shattered due to the backlash, causing the black storm and fire The power of the feather explosion, to paraphrase a microwave oven advertising slogan, is that the heat reaches the inner layer directly, making me charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Is there anything more unfortunate than this? I think it’s gone. Should I be grateful that I finally got through the most tragic experience in my life?

So, when I raised my head, a heartfelt and unreasonable omen of danger came to my mind.

I said no, brother Carlos, are you still coming? As the saying goes, only three things come true. I have already experienced a trio of bad luck. Can you please stop pushing me to the throne of the tragedy emperor? When the current owner Feini is called by the Lord one day, it won’t be too late for me to take over.

Complaints are complaints, and the necessary death struggle still needs to be done. The moment the danger signs arise, I follow the body's instinct of self-protection and put the flames on my back that were also blown to pieces in the explosion. The wings wrap around the body.

"Chichi——"

Almost at the moment the wings fell, white light flashed across them. Then, the positions where the two pairs of flame wings were scratched by the white light looked like they had been cut by lasers, revealing an extremely neat straight line. With a swish sound, It broke away and turned into countless balls of flames falling to the ground.

At the same time, the exposed body, which was no longer protected by the lava layer, opened a gap after the flame wings were cut off, and blood spurted out from inside, just like breaking a water tank with a hole. , the ground was dyed red in an instant.

"Cough cough cough——"

A few mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and I looked in disbelief at the huge crack that was still spurting out blood. What kind of move was this? Even when I was fighting Gamorro, I had never been hit by such a heavy attack all at once.

This senior brother is really ruthless.

The large amount of blood loss made the body become heavy instantly. The body trembled slightly, and the posture that finally stood up from the explosion was shaky. He landed on one knee again, with a snap, as if he was in a puddle, and there was a splashing sound.

When I opened my eyelids, I saw that it was not water, but blood spurting from the wound. It had formed a blood puddle on the ground. Even I felt shocked when I saw it. With so much blood, no wonder I felt dizzy. .

"Roar--!!!!"

The anger in my heart turned into a wave of air and surged out from my throat. I roared angrily and slammed my fists on the pool of blood on the ground. Suddenly, a large amount of blood turned into round, bright red beads. Blood beads splashed in the air, and time seemed to pause for a moment. At the moment when it started flowing again, each blood bead exploded into huge fireworks that could turn a stone house into flames in an instant. Hundreds of thousands of blood beads , the flames that burst out instantly swallowed up everything within a kilometer radius, turning it into a huge fireball that was a kilometer in diameter and hundreds of meters high.

"It's a pity that we don't even have the last chance."

Seeing this scene, Kasha just said to himself in a voice that no one could hear, and then looked at him with a worried expression. He wanted to fly off the ring immediately to greet Vilas and the others, and gave them a faint smile to comfort them. road.

"Don't worry, that kid will be fine. Even if he is attacked three or two times like this, I'm afraid he won't be defeated, and Carlos has no chance now..."

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The huge fireball, a thousand meters in diameter, shone with a heart-stopping red light. The sea of ​​​​fire on the ground, which had become dimmed in the black storm just now, started to burn like firewood again. The crimson flames, which were more than one meter high, were even more intense than before.

With the fireball as the center, a lava zone with a diameter of several kilometers was formed again. Each time the lava bubbles burst, a group of dark black flames flashed out, which was horrifying.

After a while, the giant fireball gradually concentrated and shrank, first revealing a pair of flame wings tens of meters long, and then gradually formed into the shape of a giant bear more than ten meters high.

The familiar flame bear makes its grand appearance again.

"Carlos, have you given up?"

I asked, looking at Carlos who was kneeling on the ground again.

He just seemed to want to perform that terrifying attack again, but he faced the erupting fireball and was ejected.

The faster the speed, the stronger the attack power, and the greater the load on oneself. The moment Carlos hid this move and didn't use it, it already showed that it was not something that could be used casually. It put a huge load on the body, and even , I am afraid that like my double strike, it will also fail.

Then again, if that's the case, why did my double attack fail, but his one succeeded? Could it be that this kid Carlos is the protagonist? And I just grew up with him, and will become the final villain in the end?

Ahem - the train of thought has gone too far. In short, the current Carlos, after performing those extremely heavy body-loading moves and being injured by the fireball I erupted, now seems to be on the verge of collapse and could fall at any time. It looks like the next one.

Is Carlos really worth fighting like this?

Carlos was breathing heavily, and the hand holding the sword was shaking violently. It seemed that he didn't even have the strength to speak, but he raised his head and told me with his unyielding eyes.

I would rather die than give up!

Looking at Carlos like this, I fell silent again and suddenly asked.

"What was that move just now?"

Carlos looked at me in surprise. I guess according to his idea, I should have taken advantage of his current weakness to launch an attack. Why did we start talking again? Didn't this give him a chance to breathe?

"I don't have a name yet, I just learned it." He was silent for a while and finally answered.

"Did you learn it from an old drunkard?" I asked, tilting my head.

"That's right, combine the three skills of Assault, Revenge and White Heat." Carlos gave a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

Assault + revenge + white heat? I know the previous combination, and have even experienced its power personally. As for White Heat.

I thought about it for a while, and finally remembered that this White Heat is the Paladin's second-level combat skill [White Heat]. The effect is to swing several swords at the same time to attack different enemies. The higher the skill, the more times you swing the sword. , this skill is somewhat like our Druid's transformation-type heavy-hitting skill - Fury, which also makes several attacks in an instant. Of course, as a low-level skill [White Heat], the effect is naturally It cannot be compared with our druid's ultimate skill [Rage].

After thinking about it, I finally understood why this move was so terrifying.

If the attack combination of Assault + Revenge is properly combined with White Heat, then, for example, if Carlos' White Heat can be used five times in an instant, the effect will be equivalent to five times the attack power of Assault + Revenge, which is simply more powerful than the attack power of Assault + Revenge. The second strike is no less generous.

"However, it must be a heavy load on the body." After understanding, I nodded and looked at Carlos again.

In fact, 90% of his current embarrassment is the sequelae of this move. As for the northern flames that bounced off my just-exploded attack, it only made matters worse.

"That's right, it's not what I can learn now. I just learned it in a hurry overnight, and the success rate is less than one-fifth. Coupled with the white-hot hit rate, I was lucky to hit you just once. ."

After a pause, he glanced at me and continued: "Don't blame Teacher Kasha for being partial. This is what I forced her to teach..."

Brother Carlos obviously can't lie. Even I can see the moisture in his words. Hum, are you an old drunkard? Not only did she play tricks on me once, but she also tried to help Carlos with my fighting ability. Very good. The interest rate of one hundred gold coins is indeed too little for her. Next time, I will ask her directly for a thousand gold coins. Gold coins.

Of course, you have to do enough on the surface, and of course you have to show your magnanimous side in front of everyone. Thinking of this, I smiled slightly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. By the way, you just said that this move doesn't have a name yet. Just let me name it. That'll be fine."

"Is this... okay?"

Carlos was stunned for a moment, apparently overwhelmed by my magnanimity, but he didn't know that Kasha in the distance was screaming at him with tears streaming down his face.

"I also have a question." Carlos suddenly asked.

"Why, you want me to rest."

He paused and continued to ask: "Also, why don't you go all out? In fact, if you had gone all out from the beginning, I would have lost by now."

"Yeah?"

I lowered my head and thought, just as Carlos said, if we try our best from the beginning, for example, when the fire feathers surround him, use a full-screen blood bear energy cannon, or take advantage of him when he is weak, There are really many ways to win this game.

Then I looked up and told Carlos the answer.

"Because it's boring."

"What?" Carlos asked again, unsure.

"I mean, this fight is boring. It's not fair to you at all. It's no fun at all."

I raised my hand and looked at the sky above my head. Above the blood-red sky, there was such a clear blue sky, but it was just a mirror.

"For me, dealing with you in this battle is like reaching in to catch the bird in the cage. There is no fighting passion at all."

I looked at Carlos who was dumbfounded and reiterated, then I clapped my hands as if I suddenly remembered something.

"Brother Carlos, can you make a truce for a moment? I have something to do." Then without waiting for his answer, he waved his hand and extinguished the sea of ​​​​fire centered on Carlos.

Now is the intermission, commercial time, please listen to the confession of the giant bear...