Legendary Hero

Luo Lin's killing intent eased, and Netmer was not in a hurry to kill. She knew very well that relying on the confusion of appearance alone could only arouse the opponent's extremely short-lived instinctive reaction. will recover.

She lightly stroked her body with her hand, and the divine power flowed on her body. The originally tight leather armor immediately became fluffy like mist, and then stretched layer by layer. When it opened, there were more flowery skirts, fluffy white collar, and the dagger was also put away. When I got up, my hair style also changed, with long hair falling down, casual and lazy.

In an instant, the fierce and mysterious aura all over Netmer's body faded away, and she turned into a woman with pure aura and indescribable beauty.

"Actually, we are not necessarily enemies, right?" Netmer's voice also changed a bit, soft and soft like an oriole, with a lazy tone, it seems that just this voice alone makes people smell a light and charming smell floral fragrance.

The sword in Luo Lin's hand hangs down a lot, and the vortex brilliance flowing on the sword is also dimmed. Even though he is very clear that the opponent is his life and death enemy, he has to admit that in terms of charming people's hearts, Nightmere can be said to be It's the pinnacle.

At this time, the initial killing intent had already passed. The reason why he didn't do it was because Netmel looked too much like Vianna at this time. Even though he knew it was just an illusion, he still couldn't bear to destroy it immediately.

Of course, his rationality has always understood that this is very dangerous, so he has not let go of the sword in his hand. Once the opponent shows hostility, he will attack immediately.

He said lightly: "Indeed, we don't have to be enemies. If you are willing to join my natural god system, then we are friends."

Nightmere covered his mouth and smiled lightly. This expression was exactly the same as Vianna's, but of course it was a little different. Nightmere was more charming, but Vianna was always fresh and natural.

"This is impossible. If I dare to do this, the Lord of Darkness will destroy me immediately. You also know that your goddess of life is no match for the Lord of Darkness. Facing his anger, she can only retreat Woolen cloth."

"Then there's nothing to say. No matter what you change into, no matter what you say, we are all life and death enemies. Also, I want to tell you, you shouldn't use this face!"

After finishing speaking, Luo Lin let out a long breath, and the killing intent that melted in his heart gathered again, and the brilliance on the sword condensed again: "Only one person can leave here alive. Let's fight!"

Luo Lin is not a mortal, not a weak god, but a powerful god, with concentrated divine thoughts. Nightmere's method can only be regarded as a small technique, and the effect it has played before is already extreme.

Nightmere had expected this situation, and was not disappointed. Before Rowling attacked, she immediately took a step back, with a pitiful begging look on her face: "Wait, wait, let me say something again. Sentence...damn it!"

She originally wanted to use this sentence to gain the initiative to attack, but before she could finish speaking, the opponent had already made a move.

Helpless, Netmel could only accept the move.

This time, the two sides fought back and forth with thousands of strokes, and Luo Lin's arm was cut deeply by the dagger, and Netmere paid the price of being stabbed in the right rib.

The sword penetrated five inches and stayed in her body for a full tenth of a second. A trace of power surged into her body, which caused her great trouble. At least 10% of her divine power was contained in the wound. .

When fighting at their level, the comparison is the loss of divine power. Now Luo Lin is trading a small amount of power in exchange for a 10% reduction in the opponent's power. One goes up and down the other. He has established a firm advantage and firmly controlled the battle. Fight for the upper hand.

At this moment, both Rollin and Nightmere knew that if there were no unexpected variables, Rollin would win the final battle.

The confrontation between powerful gods is long, even if it is just an incarnation. The battle between the two sides is like a rehearsal of their own battles. In each confrontation, Luo Lin has established a slight advantage. Then, this trace of advantage continued to accumulate and accumulate, and finally became the power of an avalanche, which contributed to Netmer's failure.

As for mistakes? Although Mighty God dare not say that there will never be mistakes, the probability is very, very small, so that it is impossible to happen. If one party bases his victory on the basis of the other party's possible mistakes, then he will definitely lose.

Nightmere was not reconciled to failure. Suddenly, she changed her previous cautious style, and her moves opened and closed, and each move was a desperate move that traded her life for her life.

She doesn't want to win now, she just wants to die with Luo Lin!

If it was an ordinary opponent, if he dared to use this kind of desperate move with Luo Lin, he would think that he didn't die fast enough. But this person is also the goddess of the night with superb skills, and Luo Lin dare not underestimate her desperate fight.

For a moment, Rowling was forced to keep retreating by the desperate Knightmere.

"Hee hee, do you still want to win? I don't want to anymore. What I want is to drag you into the abyss no matter what the price is!" Nightmel still used Vianna's face, his voice was pure and crisp Sweet, without any hostility, but said something that made people feel cold.

Luo Lin's face was flat and his thoughts were like water. He voluntarily gave up the advantage he had won before, and only adopted a new tactic of all-out defense.

Although the upper hand is gone, the advantages he accumulated before are still there. As long as he can block the last wave of madness from Netmer, Netmel will be exhausted before him, and he will be able to win the final victory.

Netmel obviously knew this too, and the attacks became more and more frenzied. While attacking, he desperately harassed with words.

"Rolin, you are a coward. Don't you call yourself the God of War? Does the glory of the God of War make you hide like a turtle?"

"Luo Lin, do you think I'm pretty? If you can let me go, I can serve you once and let you experience the beauty of heaven?"

"Luo Lin, in fact, you can consider joining the dark god system. You are so brave, you will definitely be reused by the Lord of Darkness. Why, are you reluctant to part with the goddess of life? It doesn't matter, there is no shortage of beautiful women in my dark god system. I can't If you are satisfied, there is also the Bloody Queen, she is the rose of the abyss, and she is also the most likely great existence to become the fourth immortal. Her favorite is a brave man like you, don't you feel tempted?"

.........

A sentence rushed over, trying to disturb Luo Lin's mind, but Luo Lin didn't hear it, and just defended with all his strength.

After a desperate attack, Netmer's power was quickly consumed, and the gap between him and Rowling widened.

Finally, ten minutes later, under the nine thousand eight hundred and ninety-ninth confrontation, Netmere felt a burst of irresistible force coming from the main dagger in his right hand, and he couldn't hold it, and flew out .

The dagger was released, and the opponent's attack rushed like a thunderbolt. With a 'swipe', the tip of the sword was looped, and Netmer's right hand was broken at the wrist!

The tide is over.

The dagger in Netmer's left hand was still making a final effort, but the opponent's sword flashed again, and his left arm was broken at the root.

"Peng!" There was a muffled sound, but the opponent suddenly raised his foot and kicked her heart. Her whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string. Twisted smash.

Luo Lin followed closely, and the sword in his hand stabbed out continuously. Because the speed was too fast, the body of the sword was like a silver mist. Unclear and transparent wounds, a large amount of power poured into his body and stirred continuously in his body. After about three seconds, with a 'boom', Netmer's body collapsed into the most basic divine power.

Only then did Luo Lin completely relax, let out a long breath, and put his sword back into its sheath.

He said to Shenli, the Goddess of the Night, who was quickly escaping in the air: "Now, we are not enemies."

This is the divine power of a mighty god, but Luo Lin couldn't hold it back and let it go. However, after all this wear and tear, the divine power of this avatar is less than one-tenth of the original.

After resting for a while, Luo Lin looked around on the cliff, but he still didn't see William, which is normal. If he was nearby and saw the battle here, he would have rushed over to help.

Keeping an eye on the direction, Luo Lin jumped down to the top of the slope and continued to search for crystal runes in this underground space.

This search took a day, and a day later, Luo Lin saw a huge lava lake, standing by the lake, he could vaguely see a small island in the middle of the lake.

There seemed to be something on the small island that was shining with white light at this time. Luo Lin became interested, picked up his strength, and started to run wildly on the surface of the lava lake with big strides.

He soon discovered that the further he ran into the lake, the higher the temperature of the lava, but when he ran a kilometer away from the island in the middle of the lake, the air temperature was already over 1000, not to mention the lava.

In order to move on, Luo Lin had to expend divine power to prop up the divine power shield. He continued walking like this, and when he finally reached the island in the middle of the lake, the temperature was already abnormally high, and his divine power was consumed extremely intensely.

According to this consumption rate, he can last more than half an hour at most.

But Luo Lin was reluctant to leave. He found that there were runes scattered on the ground of the island in the middle of the lake. meaning.

As he walked towards the center of the island in the middle of the lake, the runes on the ground became denser and denser. It seemed to form a magic circle, but it didn't fit the situation of the magic circle. More precisely, the magic circle should be incomplete.

Here, the destructive spirit in the air reached the extreme level, and even Luo Lin was greatly affected.

He walked a few steps forward, and found that various hallucinations appeared in his mind. This hallucination was so strong that even his mighty god could not resist it.

Suddenly, Luo Lin saw a figure appearing in front of him. Looking carefully, it turned out to be Vianna. She was standing there with blood all over her body, just staring at him blankly.

Luo Lin's heart sank suddenly, he didn't care much, and strode up.