Tokyo underground city

Chapter 245 Cutting Flame

His opponent was a werewolf using nunchucks. As soon as it raised the weapon in its hand, it saw the "human hero" in front of it raised his right hand and announced nervously:

"I-I abstain!"

His move caused an uproar in the entire arena, and the boos of a million people, together, were like a thunderous vibration.

Lin Huaien and others sitting in the VIP seats could not help but frown.

"He probably has strong confidence in his teammates..."

Lin Huaien heard Vaskov say.

"Anyway, he and his teammates, one in the first round and one in the eighth round. The werewolf he let go will not face the giant man. If it were me, I would choose to surrender."

Having said this, Vaskov looked at Lin Huaien: "The little girl in your team has the same plan, right?"

Lin Huai'en knew he was talking about Yuan Ximu.

He nodded: "She live-streamed her performance until four o'clock yesterday, and she's not up yet."

After the first round, it was Tanya's turn with a werewolf ranger.

Hunter Girl plays normally.

In terms of long-range weapons, Tanya is confident that she will not lose to any opponent.

Even though the werewolf ranger opposite her used the magical skill of three arrow bursts and even shot a series of tracking arrows while running, Tanya used the existing obstacles in the arena to safely avoid it.

Finally, the werewolf ranger shot all the arrows on his body and was about to replenish the spare arrows when Tanya seized the opportunity and killed him with one shot.

The werewolf ranger who was shot in the forehead fell straight to the ground, and the blood on his body became invisible in the white light of the sky.

But all the werewolf spectators present applauded her without hesitation.

"A very good hunter."

The Saint of the White Wolf Clan sitting next to Lin Huai'en couldn't help but praise: "This is the first time since the Brave Festival that I was able to dodge all twenty-six consecutive arrows from Misaka."

Lin Huaien nodded and replied: "Tanya's fighting skills are very good, it should have a certain influence."

Tanya's battle lasted for fifteen minutes. Lin Wynn estimated that at this rate, the battle between Pavlov and Leonardo would soon end.

Then he said hello to Vaskov and stood up.

"I'll take you there."

Lu followed him and stood up.

Lin Huaien saw that she seemed to have something to say to him, so he nodded: "Okay."

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"Are you satisfied with the repaired equipment?"

Walking in the corridor leading from the VIP seats to the arena, the Saint of the White Wolf Tribe followed Lin Huai'en step by step.

"Fortunately, it did go a lot easier."

Lin Huai'en looked at the martyr's sword in his hand. Together with the Wu Ru Zhi Yu, all his equipment had been polished and cleaned to one side. The unique sense of dustiness of the explorer had faded away, and it was sparkling and very brave.

"General Zhan Yan is the strongest among all the white wolf warriors who have appeared. You must be careful when fighting him."

After the courtesy was over, Lu finally revealed the real reason why she had come.

"...What is its true strength? Is it over level 45?"

Lin Huai'en thought about it and didn't make any excuses.

The Saint of the White Wolf Tribe is willing to remind him, and he is also willing to find out more information.

However, Lu shook her head: "Due to rising suppression, as long as the magic concentration on the ground does not exceed 15.0, we cannot use our true strength. Level 45 is only the lowest limit we can use."

"...So, you will only appear in reality after the magic concentration reaches 15.0..."

Lin Huai'en thought for a while and realized the reason why the White Wolf Legion appeared on the fortress battlefield.

"Yes." Lu nodded: "After the magic concentration reaches 15.0, we have a way to further increase the magic concentration to 20.0, but as a price, once the ritual fails, the magic concentration will not increase but decrease."

"...Can't you wait for the magic power concentration to slowly increase to above 15.0?" Lin Huai'en thought for a while and asked.

However, Lu shook her head: "It's impossible. Just like a dungeon, there will be a transformation every five levels. From 15.0 to 20.0, certain conditions must be met for every five levels of increase in magic concentration."

"Conditions?" Lin Huaien frowned.

"Yes." Lu nodded and replied: "Every time the magic concentration increases by 5.0, the suppression space of the Holy King must undergo an expansion; from 5.0 to 10.0, the Holy King's body needs to come to the ground; from 10.0 to 15.0, it needs The Holy King established the "Kingdom of Eternal Night" in the surface world."

"What about 15.0 to 20.0?"

Lin Huaien frowned and asked subconsciously.

"Five altars." Lu replied without hesitation: "Each altar represents a heart of wilderness. Only by gathering five hearts of wilderness can the entire "Kingdom of Evernight" be transformed into a dungeon."

"Hmm... So in order to unite the heart of the wilderness, we must choose to build an altar in the place where the battle is fiercest..."

Lin Huai'en remembered that the death of the explorer would catalyze the growth of the Heart of the Wilderness, and then considering the statement revealed by the Saint of the White Wolf Clan that experience value is equal to soul fragments, the raw material of the Heart of the Wilderness, if there are no accidents, should be the human soul. .

By this time, he had become more and more able to accept the truth about the dungeon revealed by Lu.

Perhaps this is what is called numbness.

In other words, he is adapting to this new dungeon world.

"Yes." Lu nodded as expected: "So you have to be careful about General Zhan Yan. He is the most dangerous among all people. He has mastered psychic skills and psychic talents. He is one of the few who can exert his full power in a suppressed state. Ability."

"So, what is its psychic talent?"

Lin Huai'en took a deep breath. By now, he could no longer be excited and surprised——

Perhaps, as he gradually approached the truth of the dungeon, he had become a little aware of this possibility.

"inflammation."

Lu nodded and replied.

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"My psychic gifts are innate."

Even more direct than Lu expected, White Wolf General Zhan Yan showed his abilities to Lin Huai'en without hesitation as soon as he came up.

"After I was born, my wet nurse accidentally dropped me into a brazier. But when she hurriedly knocked over the brazier and rescued me, she found that the hair on her hands was burnt, but I was not injured. No damage!”

"So, for the sake of fairness, I will tell you that my psychic trait is [Fire]!"

General Zhanyan placed the huge scimitar across his chest. The next second, the flames on his body were burning, but from his body to his hair, everything was shrouded in a layer of faint white light, and he was unscathed!

"My psychic skills allow me to not be afraid of any flames, so even if you take out the Forbidden Curse Scroll, I will not be harmed before my mental power is exhausted!"

"In addition, my psionic skills also allow me to control psionic fire. Psychic fire is a rootless fire and can only be extinguished by psionic skills, or wait until my mental power is exhausted. , naturally extinguished.”

Zhan Yan proudly showed off his psychic talent to Lin Huai'en, but Lin Huai'en just nodded:

"What about the temperature?"

"Temperature?" Zhan Yan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh: "You don't understand spiritual energy thoroughly enough."

He lowered his body: "The essence of [fire] is 'burning'! As long as it is a substance that can burn, it will be ignited the moment it touches it! As for the burning temperature, of course it is the same as the ignited substance. Matter matters!”

The next second, Zhan Yan took one step and rushed in front of Lin Huai'en, slashing at him.

Lin Huai'en just frowned and took a step back.

[Superspeed] coupled with [Curse of Loneliness] gave him the confidence to dodge his attacks before he was willing to come into contact with Zhanyan.

""Star Bullet"!"

Since the melee attack was suppressed by the flames, Lin Huai'en took out "Star Deer Forest" without hesitation. The white meteors sprayed across a distance of more than ten meters and hit Zhan Yan, blowing it to pieces!

"Okay! Enough!"

However, Zhan Yan roared and rushed out of the aftermath of "Star Bullet". The wounds on his body were bloody and began to heal visibly to the naked eye.

"My 'power of destiny' includes [copper skin, iron bones] and [regeneration]! If you can't kill me in one breath! Don't blame me for walking over and crushing you!"

Zhan Yan looked at Lin Huai'en and showed a bloody smile.

Lin Huai'en frowned. The werewolf in front of him was different from most of the enemies he encountered——

Except maybe Siegel.

Thinking of this, Lin Huai'en glanced in the direction of the VIP seats and could see nothing but vague white dots.

Opponents who use psychic skills have a vague "Shadow"-like quality. In other words, their bodies have a quasi-spiritual feeling. Lin Huai'en himself is a psyker and is very aware of this semi-spiritual feeling.

"Compared with my [Imitation], both Siegel's [Writing] and Zhanyan's [Fire] are more thorough in their spiritual nature..."

In other words, it is the spiritual base.

Lin Huai'en's [Imitation] is achieved by synchronizing his own spirit with that of others. In other words, the essence of [Imitation] is a simulation of the "Power of Destiny" through spiritual energy and mental power.

However, [Imitation] cannot imitate psychic skills. In other words, [Imitation] cannot help Lin Huaien touch the essence of his own spirit, thereby causing the body to show abilities that are contrary to the physical rules of reality.

"I roughly understand why psychic skills have no 'color'..."

Lin Huai'en closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Because the 'color' of psychic skills is the 'texture' of one's own mental power."

"Sigel's mental quality is [Writing], while Zhan Yan's mental quality is [Fire], and my mental quality is [Imitation]?"

"No, [imitation] is not 'texture', it is just an application..."

"For me, the quality of my spiritual power is..."

At that moment, Lin Huai'en did feel a small change in his spiritual will, but soon it returned to peace.

Softness and balance are completely different from the spiritual qualities of Sigel and Zhan Yan.

"Sigel's spiritual quality is similar to tissue paper or a blade; while Zhanyan's spiritual quality is flame."

"If you guessed it right, once this kind of mental trait is finalized, it cannot be easily changed, and mental traits will also have a certain impact on psychic skills. Psychic skills that match the mental traits will be strengthened, and vice versa. weaken."

"I already have [Psychic Skill·Imitation], so I shouldn't be able to choose a certain 'elementary' mental trait like Zhanyan - otherwise [Imitation] will only be able to imitate the 'corresponding skill'."

"[Writing] may be possible. I can feel that this kind of mental trait is similar to the mental trait needed for [Imitation], but if you want to obtain the trait of [Writing], it will not be achieved in a short time."

As for now...

Lin Huaien took a deep breath.

"'Will I kill you in one breath'..."

"[Eight Divine Thunders]!"

Howling thunder suddenly exploded in the arena, and the terror of the pseudo-rainbow skill made everyone present subconsciously hold their breath.

The white werewolf hit by the martyr was scorched black and fell straight to the ground.

Lin Huai'en looked at the white sword that was almost melting in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

"Is this the rainbow skill..."

The next second after saying this, he also fell to the ground.

By the time Lin Huaien woke up again, it was already two hours later.

"Hey, you came to the infirmary too."

Leonardo, with his arm bandaged, greeted him carelessly.

He lay down in the infirmary before Lin Huaien.

Although Leonardo's battle was not seen, according to the description of the arena guards, Leonardo's battle was very difficult.

The fight lasted for thirty minutes, and finally ended with Leonardo's hard-fought victory.

As for his own fall, Lin Huai'en had already predicted it. He only chose to be so reckless after understanding the rules beforehand——

As long as the werewolf warriors who come to challenge can be killed, even if both sides die together, the human warriors will win.

After all, the human warriors can be resurrected, but once the werewolf warriors die, there is a high probability that they will really die in battle.

"The Eight Divine Thunders need to consume at least 300 points of magic power, in other words, 600 points of mental power. My current mental power is only 140 points. Even after being strengthened by the Curse of Loneliness, it is only 420 points. The remaining 180 points of mental power are My strength was all overdrawn, so it’s pretty good that I didn’t die suddenly..."

Lin Huai'en rubbed his forehead, which was still aching.

In addition to the attack and defense of [Psychic Skill·Fire], Zhan Yan's strength is still similar to that of ordinary elite monsters. After "Star Bullet" was used, Lin Huai'en realized that the only way to defeat Zhan Yan was [Eight Divine Thunders] One way.

And because of the terrifying skill consumption of [Eight Divine Thunder], he has never used this skill, so even Lin Huai'en does not know what kind of effect will be shown after using [Eight Divine Thunder].

Judging from the results, the effect of this [Pseudo Rainbow Skill] was far beyond his imagination.

It only took one blow to kill Zhanyan, and the afterglow of thunder wrapped around the sword even melted the Martyr's Long Sword, a rare second-level relic!

If Lin Huai'en hadn't realized that the situation was not good and quickly used the [Elemental Cutoff] skill, even if he hadn't died of severe mental overdraft, he would have been electrocuted to death due to the aftermath of the [Eight Divine Thunder]!

"What a terrifying skill... As expected, not everyone can control the rainbow skill..."

Lin Huaien licked his numb fingertips, frowning and realizing that it had completely lost consciousness.

It should be that even with the effect of [Element Cutting], it still could not fully achieve the power of the original [Eight Divine Thunder], so that the nerves at the end of the fingers were scorched.

It will probably take about two days to recover.

Thinking of this, Lin Huaien became a little worried about tomorrow's duel with Vaskov.

At this moment, warm cheers suddenly came from the arena.

"Whose turn is it next?"

Lin Huai'en glanced at the clock in the infirmary and frowned subconsciously: "Why did it take so long?"

"The hooded man and Vaskov's opponents are no less than the flaming werewolf you met."

Leonardo, who had been watching the battle in the arena from the infirmary, explained: "It took them more than half an hour to defeat their opponents. Although it took a long time, they all walked down by themselves. It’s hard to say who is stronger or weaker between you and them.”

However, at this point, Leonardo still showed a relaxed look: "It's the eighth round now, and only Hara Yumu is left. She will probably abstain, and it will be over soon."

Lin Huai'en frowned and looked at Yuan Ximu, who was walking out of the waiting room with her hands raised amidst the cheers of the White Wolf tribe's audience and a look of enjoyment on her face, and suddenly realized something——

"That's not certain."

He slowly drank the juice in front of him:

"Her spirit of serving the audience is very strong..."