Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2985: Sixty Mornings That Never Return

As soon as the moonlight arrow came out, the other party was almost at large.

Of course, although the whole body was "failed" by the current, Guland could still use flash and other teleportation techniques to escape from the place, so that the moonlight arrow could not hit him.

In the absence of any choice, Guland really chose this way, a flash escaped from the spot! And when he fled, he released a lot of black smoke as a cover, flashing to the back of the smoke!

But this step was already anticipated by Albert, so he still has a back stroke.

Of course, he only knew that Gulander would evacuate to a position behind him, but he didn't know where Gulland would teleport. All he has to do is throw out frozen mines, create a wide range of critical strikes, and use ice to slow down Gouland's actions further.

Guland had just used flash to escape somewhere ten yards away, and three frozen mines followed, falling at the first three places on his left and right, at different distances.

The nearest frozen mine was only three yards away. When it burst, it caused a freezing shock composed of liquid nitrogen. Those frozen liquids also naturally splashed the mediator Gulander, freezing most of his tentacles.

Another frozen thunder exploded a little further away, and a cold current rushed toward him, and a lot of frost was produced on his body on the other side!

Although the last frozen mine didn't touch Goland at all, it burst at the same time as it blasted, blowing away the black smoke around, allowing Albert to quickly locate the mediator's position.

He had already built his bow and pulled his string, keeping it ready to fire at any time. The moment he glanced at Gülend, the moonlight arrow was pulled out of the string, pointing directly at Gülend's head.

Most of Gulander's body was frozen, and flashed just after being used up, temporarily unable to use it again. He couldn't dodge this blow, only watched the moonlight arrow hit his head!

Swish swish! The three moonlight arrows roared past and spread out slightly before hitting Goulander's head, and then pierced into the monster's head at the same time, and pierced out from the back, creating three big pits on the monster's head! The destructive power of the Moonlight Arrow is great enough to cut away the upper half of Güland's head!

"Damn ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He made a terrible cry before the monster's head was completely smashed!

"I don't" his brain is gone, and he can continue to struggle like that: "I can still!"

Albert hurriedly fired three moonlight arrows again, nailing Guland to the ground. The mighty arrows destroyed most of the guy's body, making Guland's struggle even more futile.

Then, Guland finally fell.

The upper part of his head has been completely destroyed, and there are several huge craters on his body, which can be described as fragmented everywhere. The wound on his body was so big, and the head that he was destroyed was so broken, it seemed that he couldn't rebuild it with his motivation.

The octopus-like monster twitched while lying on the ground, no more movement. With the black liquid flowing out of his head, it seemed that he was really dead.

To confirm this matter, Albert walked over carefully and kicked the guy's body.

Gulander, the mediator, remained motionless. The octopus monster that was so fierce just now fell silent.

No matter how proud and noble his original creator was, he died the same as ordinary creatures when he died. That cold, inorganic matter, at the same time, is equal to the death of sentient beings.

So far Albert has killed many gods, but this one is not much.

"Hey, wouldn't it be pretending to be dead?" Albert was slightly mocking and at the same time also guarding against the other party's counterattack: "The duel is not allowed to pretend to be dead and attack people? Otherwise, you will Doesn’t deserve to be called the superior race of ancient creators?”

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"It has been confirmed that he was killed." The shadow of the endorsement abruptly appeared behind Albert, scaring the tiger youth.

"So, the winner of this duel is you, Mr. Albert."

"Finally." Albert was relieved. The abyssal forces are watching over everything. If the abyssal forces declare this result, the result of the duel cannot be overturned, regardless of whether Guland is pretending to be dead or really dead.

"But this guy is really cheating." Albert took away his weapon and scratched his head. "Half the head was blown away, he could piece it back together. It would be dead if the whole head was blown away. Such a monster meow."

"Head?" The other person said suddenly: "No. Your understanding of the Namles is not completely accurate."

"That's not a head meow?" Albert asked curiously: "That's not a head, what can it be?"

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"Excuse me for no comment." The shadow was stopped: "Too much disclosure may affect the fairness of the duel."

So the body structure of ancient people is still full of mysteries, and this mystery is helpful for Albert to win this battle. The Tiger Youth vaguely felt the other person's implication.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, stingy." Albert said with his mouth, and then walked over to look at Guland's body casually: "I have the right to search the equipment on this guy, right?"

"Yes. Please feel free. Then, please prepare for the next duel. When you think you can fight again, set foot in this fighting arena."

"I will." Albert looked left and right around the body of the gray medalist, trying to scrape away one or two usable weapons. But the guy didn't seem to have any weapons except the tentacles to fight.

As the shadow of the abyss said, the ancients who fought against Albert were also limited in strength, neither strong nor weak. Albert suspected that in the first battle, Guland had displayed all his strength.

But for Albert, it’s the same. He could not use the power of the Holy Spirit White Tiger to fight. So in the matter of limiting power, everyone is a tie.

So the mediator Gulland really did not bring any weapons. Are the only weapons his tentacles?

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correct. Albert's tiger ear moved, and he thought of something wicked.

Guland seems to be [combat exterior] except the head, which is some kind of machinery. Of course, this "machine" also includes those tentacles that can produce a vacuum cut.

Albert is more curious, if the tentacles are cut off and taken away, can they become some kind of usable weapon?

He leaned over and looked at the slender tentacles of Goland before he was cut with a Luna steel scimitar.

He found that it wasn't actually a biological tentacle, but rather a knotty metal arm. Inside it is a chain-shaped metal skeleton that can move softly like a steel chain. And its special helical chain structure makes it not only swing back and forth in one direction, but even extend in a wide range in any direction. The structure is really like a biological tentacle, incredibly ingenious. The outside of this thing is wrapped in another mysterious and soft metal fiber skin, making it look more like a tentacle as a whole. Except for the incision cut by the Luna Steel machete, the rest of it still looks very complete, showing no signs of collapse or destruction.

Now it was held by Albert, and it looked more like a metal short whip, about three feet in length. It stands to reason that this can indeed be used as a weapon. But how much power it can actually exert when used as a weapon is another matter.

The young tiger tried to pick up the short whip and wave to the empty place.

As expected from him, when the whip was swung, it produced a certain kind of magic resonance, and finally radiated a kind of space-cutting vacuum to the outside world.

No, it is not a "vacuum cut", it is a "time and space cut". It is time and space that are distorted and cut, not air.

But the attack power is very small, and the range is only about five yards. The attack doesn't seem to be as powerful as when Glander used tentacle attacks, but it's still worth using. Albert suspected that the short whip needed a system to provide its full power. Now it is cut off from the combat exterior of Goland, the power supply is also cut off, and the power naturally drops significantly.

And just like the impact spear used by another ancient warrior, Sprigan, the "weapons" used by the ancients were all dead and it was extremely inconvenient to wave. Even this short whip has a feeling of wielding an epee, which is simply outrageous. Wouldn't it really be necessary to wave your hands together to dance this small toy?

Although there are many such tentacles left on Guland’s body, Albert does not intend to cut them all down and take them away, but takes away such a space-time chopping whip and stuffs it into his pocket. Anyway, multiple belts are not needed, and when he really wants to use them, he can use the avatar to copy these weapons indefinitely.

After searching all over, Albert looked at the dead and horrible Gland's body in the field, shook his head, and turned away.

"Waiting for your coming again." The shadow said behind him: "Please make a more exciting fight for the abyss."

"Yes until those ancient people know how to give up." Albert replied lightly and walked away.

In this different space where reality and the abyss meet, the flow of time is meaningless. This also means that Albert may need to fight countless times with the ancient people until the challengers of the ancient people die.

Of course, the abyss will not ignore all this. When the abyssal forces believe that the ancients no longer have any fighting power to defeat Albert, this meaningless duel will be stopped.

The abyssal forces tried all means to squeeze the "information entropy" of the world, and the duel here is also a means of squeezing the "information entropy".

In short, the abyssal forces just want to watch the drama on the side, watch Albert and the warriors of the ancient god-human race fight against each other and have fun.

Either way, if Albert wants to stop the ancient people’s resurrection plan and wants the region of Dawn to be freed from the threat of Warcraft and the threat of the abyss, he must always win.

In this world, no matter how the rules change, only the winner has the right to speak.

The defeated person has only one dead end, and is even less qualified to talk about conditions with others.