The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Alleria, who was lying peacefully on the bed, suddenly lifted the quilt, and two powerful snow arms hugged Ye Ting's neck tightly on the spot.

Ye Ting was caught off guard and staggered, and then, two straight and beautiful thighs tightly wrapped around his waist, and then she was firmly controlled by the elf ranger.

The next moment, everything was spinning.

Ye Ting was pushed down on the bed, and the high elf pounced on him like a female leopard, looking down at him.

At this moment, the two people's faces were extremely close, and they were looking directly into each other's eyes. Ye Ting could even clearly smell the sweet smell of alcohol on the other person's breath.

"Brother Sander... finally let me catch you." Like a declaration of conquering prey, Alleria said in an unprecedentedly arrogant and proud tone, "That Hillvanas. .....That stinky girl still wants to... compete with me, now I have to... hiccup... to take advantage of her."

As we all know, in the world of Azeroth, although magicians are recognized as the most powerful profession and have the ability to manipulate arcane magic to create various miracles, their physical ability is very weak. Without defense, if you are approached by a physical profession like the Ranger, which is suitable for both distance and distance, there is basically no ability to resist.

Therefore, as a great magician, Ye Ting was caught off guard and was put down on the bed by the high elf ranger Alleria...

What a fart!

It was obvious that this magician was undefended and looked like he was enjoying himself, so he was easily subdued.

At the moment, Ye Ting was pressed on the bed, resisting Alleria's "tyranny" with his mouth, but without any struggle with his body.

"Sister Alleria, you...you must be drunk. Be obedient, stop making trouble, let me go, and go to sleep."

"I'm not drunk!" Like a rebellious little girl, Alleria twisted her body and said, "I hiccup...I'm very sober now, hiccup...Brother Sander... .......You should be .......be good to me and let my sister take you into the world of adults."

"I have already entered the world of adults, okay?"

Just when Ye Ting was complaining in his heart, the drunken Alleria suddenly couldn't hold on any longer and fell limply on Ye Ting's body, hugging him with her arms.

Due to his position, Ye Ting, who was at the bottom, watched helplessly as the two peaks hit him in the face.

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-Is this the world of adults? I am too young...

However, this seems to be just the beginning for Alleria.

The tall elf ranger's slim and strong body seemed to trigger some special switch, wrapping around Ye Ting's body like a snake. The touch was different from Hermione's soft bodies, but a kind of strength and softness. Feel.

If I had to use one animal to describe it, it would be the leopard.

Not as thick as a bear, not as strong as a lion or tiger, but it can be strong or soft, giving people a wild beauty.

Wrapped in such a body, Ye Ting's heart seemed to be filled with two villains fighting between heaven and man.

One said to him: "So what about my sister? She is just a sworn sister. She takes action when it's time to take action. This is a real man."

Another person retorted: "Yes, yes, let's take action!"

Then Ye Ting made a decision.

fte......

Neither taking the initiative nor struggling, he just looked at Alleria to see how far she could go when she was drunk.

Then he regretted it.

Drunk Alleria almost forgot about the ranger's agility and dexterity, or her brain state at the moment could not support that kind of dexterity, so she started acting recklessly.

It's as if she is no longer a ranger, but a barbarian in DND.

In her clumsy attack, Ye Ting's armor was simply torn to pieces, revealing the strong but not knotty muscles in the armor.

Then, she hurriedly tore up her armor and tried to launch a frontal attack regardless of the mess.

Unfortunately, it was too difficult for such a barbarian who lacked skills to take the initiative. She made several mistakes in a row, but she still couldn't get the point.

In desperation, Ye Ting had no choice but to no longer be a magician. Instead, he relied on his ability to become a gun warrior. He took the initiative and used his superb spear skills to hit the undefended vital points of the barbarians.

The vital part that has never been hit before is attacked for the first time, and the process is very painful.

However, the barbarians have strong endurance after all, and they can actually endure the attacks of the gun warriors with gritted teeth.

Then, with superb fighting instincts, the barbarians launched a counterattack.

She once again turned against the enemy and used her recklessness to overpower the gun warriors. However, the gun warriors caught in the fight seemed to have difficulty getting out of the fight. She had to use her experienced skills and long-lasting endurance to consume the barbarian's physical strength with a defensive posture. .

At the same time, he also used secondary weapons from time to time to attack the barbarian's defenseless upper body vitals.

Under the pincer attack, the barbarians, who were severely inexperienced in combat, were almost unable to resist, and their health points were greatly reduced.

However, savages are savages after all.

As her vitality continued to decrease, she became more and more violent, and the frequency and intensity of her attacks also increased greatly.

Unfortunately, mere violence cannot break through the perfect defense of the experienced gun warriors. No matter what kind of attack they face, the gun warriors still maintain their own rhythm and remain unchanged in response to changes.

Finally, under constant consumption, the barbarian's vitality bottomed out.

And her violent ability was finally activated to its maximum.

At such a moment, she activated the battle cry of her ability, and at the same time used all her strength to deliver the final blow to the spear warrior - a death toll.

In the end, her attempt to die together failed.

The Gun Warrior's endurance was far beyond her imagination.

When she fell to the ground helplessly, she could still see that the spear warrior was still in high spirits and showed no signs of being defeated.

"What a formidable opponent!"

She thought excitedly that the savage's wild nature made her never give up, and his strong physique gave her the ability to recover quickly.

"Wait, Gunslinger, I will not admit defeat! On this duel night, I will definitely defeat you!"

Soon, the barbarian, who had regained his strength slightly, challenged his opponent again.

The devil-like spear warrior was not afraid of anyone who came and happily accepted her second challenge.

After learning from the first experience, the barbarian understood that she could not win with brute force. This time she did not try her best from the beginning, but launched a tentative attack in order to fight for a long time.

However, again, barbarians are barbarians after all.

As the battle continued, the barbarian's instinctive wildness and recklessness took over her consciousness, and she began to fight more and more wildly, and fight harder and harder.

In the end, after using the final rage again, the barbarian was defeated again.

Faced with this situation, the barbarians made their own oath.

"Tonight, I must win at least once."

With this belief, the barbarians once again launched a suicidal attack on the gun warriors.

The battle lasted most of the night.

In the end, the barbarian fell with a smile, because in the last battle, she relied on her own strength to die together with the gun warrior.

It's really gratifying.

A duel between DND professions.

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