Dimensional Eroders

When leaving the building, Bailang's basic attributes changed again.

[Strength 6.2, Dexterity 6, Physical Fitness 6.6, Spirit 6, Perception 4.9, Charm 3.5]

The feeling that the basic attribute has broken 6 is really 666! Although it is not clear how strong the three new abilities are? But the improvement of physical hardware made his mentality explode, and he felt that he could hit ten at a time!

It wasn't until now that he realized that this was the correct way to open the 'main quest'. If you don't solidify a bunch of abilities and push your own attributes up, why should you compete with elite monsters? With this power, he had already blown up those monsters.

The tactic of exchanging human heads in the form of human beings before risking their lives was the wrong way. How many lives would be wasted for other testers?

"I'm really...really, really..." Looking back now, Brother Lang looked proud, "...too strong! I have singled out so many elite monsters with a mortal body, and I have been slow to upgrade. What am I now? How powerful? Even I feel terrible!"

Bailang is not ashamed of being stupid at all, but is extremely satisfied with his record, brother is so strong.

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After strengthening, naturally I can't wait to try it. So instead of returning to the hotel, he went outside the camp.

At this time, it was still early in the night, Bailang bent his knees and squatted slightly, and suddenly started to run. He ran all the way, like a wild horse, rushing into the safe zone. The body crisscrossed the streets, and the speed was getting faster and faster, leaving behind the sound of howling wind.

With a strong step on his right foot, he flattened the front of the car and flew three meters away. He took two steps on the high wall with his strength, changed direction and went straight up, and grabbed the eaves of the low building with his left hand. With both arms exerting force, the body twisted, and easily rolled up the stairs. Then, Bailang continued galloping between cities.

While running, the 'Frostwolf Totem' was activated, like a passive ability, assisting him to further coordinate his limbs. Bailang felt that the faster he ran, the more enjoyable he was. He made various difficult movements between the walls, and he was easy to control, steady like an old dog, and unhurried.

He even has the instinct of a beast, and his subtle way of exerting force and moving style keeps getting closer to the 'Frostwolf'.

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[6.6]'s physical strength keeps him full of energy, and he doesn't feel tired after running for two kilometers in a short time. Instead, they tore apart and exploded all kinds of walking corpses along the way, and they had no chance to resist or even react.

Seeing a group of zombies moving aimlessly from a distance, Bai Lang stopped abruptly, drew a mark on the roof, then took a deep breath, his chest began to swell, and then raised his head and roared like a howling wolf.

"Roar!"

The invisible sound wave spread in the empty street, and I suddenly felt hearty, and my heart was full of fighting spirit.

Then he leaped into the air and ejected from the three-meter-high roof. A flying kick broke the zombie on the ground, and at the same time unloaded and rolled, and picked up a steel pipe from the ground.

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After the 'Howling' is solidified, it is no longer a simple 'inflexible skill', but more like an ability that can be learned and used flexibly, which can be continuously developed in depth. At this moment, he just finished roaring, and he felt refreshed, grasping the effect of this ability.

The first is for oneself. Vent negative emotions through roaring, elevate the mental state, similar to self-hypnosis to enter the best state; in addition, through the vocal vibration of shouting, micro-adjust and integrate various parts of the body, vibrate skeletal muscles, and achieve the effect of strength increase, similar to the so-called "tiger" Leopard Thunder Tone'.

Externally, it can mix negative emotions with spiritual power and turn it into a mental shock to deter the opponent. There are already some prototypes of "mental attack". Bailang even felt that the essence of howling was more like a model, he could inject different 'spiritual emotions' into it by shouting, deriving provocation, ridicule, intimidation...

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"Do it! Li! Liang! Dear!"

He yelled at the zombie again, and a force gushed out of his body in an instant. He felt that he had become the righteous side, won the power of heaven, and was invincible. The iron rod in his hand turned into an afterimage; Bang bang... was pumped.

Attracted by the roaring and provocative sound, two shriveled, thin, perverted demons appeared at the intersection. Seeing Brother Lang killing him with one step, the snake skin wrapping around his back, and exploding a zombie skeleton in a blink of an eye, his scalp became numb, and he turned around and fled.

"Where to? Lok'tar_ogar!"

In the excitement of killing, Bailang even roared out the orc language, the sound shook the whole field, it was extremely pure. This is a gift left to him by 'Snowflake Face. Frost'. Bailang's orc language has already become popular in elementary school, and it is an authentic dialect version.

He could feel that this voice was not just a roar, but consumed mental and physical energy. Immediately afterwards, the body was temporarily blessed with a layer of special power, and the two fallen demon roars trembled again and again, with no fighting spirit.

It's really 'howling for a while, it's always fun for howling. '

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Stepping forward to catch up, he raised his foot and kicked one of them flying. There was a brittle feeling from the soles of his feet, and he swung the steel pipe and knocked the other one to the ground.

I saw him sticking out like a dragon, swinging it seven or eight times without panting. The power of [6.2] is so unreasonable. With the effort of breathing, this little red skin is turned into an abstract performance art. Then Brother Lang turned his head and walked towards the second one with a murderous look.

It was paralyzed on the ground, its legs lost control, and it was struggling to crawl on the ground with both hands. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, the Sinking Demon trembled violently, and Bai Lang's shadow covered the Sinking Demon from behind.

Little Hongpi felt the light around him dim, and then the back of his neck tightened, and Brother Lang pinched his neck and lifted him up without any effort.

Now, regardless of arm strength and reaction ability, they are much stronger, and they are full of confidence in the face of the fallen demon, even if they are surrounded, they will not be afraid.

Originally, he wanted to crush this little bug to death, but Bailang suddenly changed his mind. He threw the Fallen Demon to the side of the road, took out an ordinary pistol from the storage space, and prepared to test his final ability.

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The 'Frostwolf Totem' works very well, passively increasing his physical fitness. Increase coordination in movement and give him 'beast intuition'; offset corrects his movements in combat, making attacks more efficient and concise.

And all of these are subtly uttered, not actively and deliberately correcting errors, but more unconsciously instinctive. There is no need to learn, as long as you continue to fight, over time, it will be transformed into your own instinct. It is the same as the 'instinctive reaction' obtained by those martial arts masters.

And 'howl' is more practical. This ability is like a key, seemingly ordinary, but at the same time involves "temporarily increasing oneself, integrating and stimulating the body; regulating one's own spirit and emotional output", which has great potential. What's even better is that if you are proficient in 'crying', you can shout out the name of the move openly, which is worthy of the name 'battle depends on roaring'.

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"Now, only the magic bullet is left."

Bailang raised his gun to aim at the fallen demon, entering a strange state.

When solidifying this ability, Paradise once reminded that the "magic bullet" has no attributes, and different "energy" can be injected, and different effects can be superimposed on top of the "basic magic damage".

If you don't have bound energy, you can also inject spiritual power, which will eventually be converted into pure 'magic damage'. Bai Lang was supposed to infuse 'spiritual power', but the IBM Particle, whose awakening degree was already 64%, was affected by this 'ability' and could withdraw part of it in advance.

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Aim and shoot.

Ordinary bullets have the effect of 'flame assassination + ambush targeting', which is even stronger.

He felt that the energy bred by the demi-human blood was missing, and there was a big hole in the body of the fallen demon. It's not a pistol, more like a hand cannon. The "magic bullet" property of IBM particle infusion is very fascinating, and it does not show any special effects, so it needs to be explored.

One shot resulted in a monster, and he continued to use different amounts of mental power to launch the 'magic bullet', standing on the roof and shooting while walking, hunting monsters and beasts on the ground, experiencing the feeling of this ability.

In addition to infusing spirit and energy into bullets to enhance destructive power; this ability also gives him a good gun feel. In other words, the adventurers who really mastered the 'magic bullet' were shooting elites who had already honed their powerful spear skills.

Bailang ascended to the sky in one step and obtained the 'Magic Bullet', and also inherited this potential. At this time, continuous shooting practice is to tap this 'shooting instinct' in turn. Quickly improve your own marksmanship, worthy of the ability of 'magic bullet'.

The same goes for 'Totem' and 'Howling'. As long as they are used frequently, they can learn quickly and master the corresponding instincts without deliberate practice.

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The sky darkened, Brother Lang shot too much, he was a little tired, and finally gave up honing his new abilities and chose to return.

On the way back, he was in a great mood, so he took out his mobile phone, put on headphones, and randomly selected songs. Then, in the familiar melody, he swayed the steel pipe in his hand, followed the rhythm, and walked at a pace that would definitely be beaten to death by his mother. Immerse yourself in the world of music, bobbing your head and swaggering through the streets.

On the quiet street, zombies wandering around, attracted by Bai Lang's coquettish dance steps, approached one after another.

At this time, Bailang was already lost in his own BGM. Relying on the instinct brought by the 'Frostwolf Totem', he danced awkwardly all the way, cleverly avoiding the grasp of zombies, and swaggered ahead to lead the dance.

Turning his head suddenly, he turned around and paused, and saw the zombie close at hand, snarling at his mouth. So he pointed a finger on the zombie's chest, stepped on a moonwalk, and slid backwards, calmly, keeping the same distance from the zombie.

As the rhythm of the music changed, he began to swing the steel pipe, frantically beating according to the drum beat, and deliberately missed those lucky zombies outside the 'drum beat'.

In the end, Bailang swayed all the way and returned to the camp, leaving behind a group of zombies who were led astray by him.

Looking at the back of Brother Lang going away, these zombies felt that they couldn't even walk, this guy was poisonous.

Ask for a ticket.