MTL - Light Spirit Epic-Chapter 3086 The Last Storm (28)

At the same time(?), inside [大空孔].

Albert walked slowly towards the Abyss Arena.

"Are you here to challenge the second duel so soon?" The black tiger shadow endorsing the abyss blocked the main entrance of the arena and asked: "I don't need to rest for a day or two, wait until I have enough preparations?"

"No. I have had enough rest." Albert said: "And I was almost uninjured in the last battle, so I don't want to watch a little trouble. I hope the next battle will be more interesting. "

"Understood." Sombra stepped aside: "Then come in, Mr. Albert."

"May I ask a question?" The tiger young man didn't walk into the arena directly, but stopped at the door and asked: "You said I [will never die in the arena], how come back? Matter? How did you do that?"

"It's very simple." The black tiger man's shadow replied: "Using the influence of [Abyss Time Realm], it is enough to freeze your time just before you die. In this way, no matter how destructive the attack is I can’t make you wiped out. No matter how many injuries you have, you can be treated in time. Then we stop the battle and send you to the arena for treatment."

"Then no matter the multiple injuries, the medical cabin can repair it and save me... That's what I mean." Albert snorted.

"Exactly. So please fight as much as you want, without worrying about life or death."

"Then let me ask again," Albert stared at the tiger shadow and asked: "Why do you in the abyss allow such excessive rules to exist? With such unfair rules, am I invincible? Meow? The ancients would not object to it?"

"No. Even if you have [Undead] in the arena, you are still not invincible. The battle that you can't win is that you can't win it. If you do this, you will continue to cycle in endless defeats, and the more you consume The more time comes—"

"Then a month passed, and it was the victory of the ancients." The tiger young man replied, "Well, it is reasonable."

The other party did not answer, just groaned.

"But you are not afraid of the procrastination tactics used by the ancients? Just like last time?" Albert asked again: "It is not the boredom that your abyss forces fear the most. The opponent uses that in the arena. The extremely boring delaying tactics, it seems that you are not willing to see it?"

"This matter is open to question." The Sombra who spoke of the abyss said: "Tactics are tactics. Just like combat, what exists is meaningful. No matter how dirty, mean, or even boring, as long as it can repel the enemy... Or at least let the opponent helpless, it will be recognized. Because this is the crystallization of wisdom, the proof of thinking, maybe it is better than the sword and sword [information entropy]. And the abyss...only for this [ Entropy] is interested in the quality."

So it was Albert's turn to pause. He knows that the abyss hates "boring", so he has been watching the duel between Albert and the ancients. But he did not expect that the abyss's definition of "boring" is different from their real people. Sure enough, the idea of ​​the abyss cannot be understood and grasped by normal people, and the abyss is synonymous with chaos and madness.

"Furthermore," the black tiger said again: "Isn't it interesting to see your face flushed with anger by the opponent's delaying tactics and helpless?"

Alberta longed his face, left the guy, and walked into the Abyss Arena.

His opponent is already waiting in the arena.

"The creator race, the tracer, Ram Dan Padala, ask for advice here." said the insect-human metal geek standing in front of Albert.

Except for the six pairs of slender wings that looked like dragonflies, the black metal weird was a slender metal body with beautiful curves like a human woman, and had hands and feet, and was almost the same as a human except for the head. Those hands and feet are all sharp blades, which should be her main weapon. And that head was very strange, it looked like a completely inorganic metal diamond cone, which made people...confusing.

"The fierce tooth warrior, the hunter of warcraft, Albert Robert, is here to ask for advice." Albert also replied, adding: "Unexpectedly, the ancients would also use this posture to challenge. You are not. Look down on humans, the [slave race] meow in your mouth?"

"What are you talking about?" Ram grinned, and the slender voice really resembled a woman's voice: "It's not that we are imitating them, but they are imitating us. [Slave race] Human beings are all based on us. The most basic parts of the creatures made for the model are naturally similar to the appearance of our distant ancestors. This is the battle outfit I made after imitating the appearance of my distant ancestors. Although there are some changes, I still retain that share. The most primitive beauty."

"Don't you want to beat me by that beauty?"

"No, it's the opposite." Ram said with a smile, "A battle that loses beauty is not called a battle. Whether I win or lose, I will pursue the beauty that I will pursue. Either I will defeat you with this beautiful battle outfit. Either you defeat me and let me keep this beauty and pass away. Anyway, it will be a magnificent battle!"

(She is crazy.)

"...The ancient people who slept in the abyss were a little crazy?" Albert asked angrily: "Because I slept for too long, so I slept stupid?"

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——Or to say, being contaminated by the madness of the abyss, can't keep the original self?

"Crazy?" The dragonfly woman continued to hum, "Bet on your own life, bet on the fate of the whole clan, and fight with you a child of the law enforcement race. This may be really crazy. If it is, then There is no cure for us. What despair and madness is to surrender and do such a foolish thing in order to survive."

"So, we can't reconcile Meow?" Albert drew out his weapon and asked, "Does it really have to fight you to die? Can't you take a step back and continue to sleep and let the people in our world go? There is no other way to achieve coexistence, one must always sacrifice one side?"

"It's a pity, there is no other way." Rahm raised his right arm, and the sharp blade formed by the arm pointed at the young tiger man: "Don't think we haven't fumbled, but if we didn't, we didn't. Our creator race is younger than you. The race is much older and wiser. Even we can't find a way to coexist. Do you think you can find it? Don't make me laugh!"

She turned into a phantom in an instant and disappeared from Albert's vision.

Sure enough, the tracker "Ram Dan Padala" is a fighter with speed. And her speed was faster than any ancient warrior Albert had ever seen, so much faster that she left a shadow in the air when she moved. Albert simply couldn't capture Ram's real posture, even if he focused on observing, all he saw were the afterimages of the opponent in mid-air. There have been thousands of afterimages dancing around the tiger youth like phantoms, appearing one by one and disappearing one by one, just like Albert's [Clone Technique]!

Boom! Albert noticed that there was danger behind him, and suddenly raised his sword backhand to block, the opponent's sword collided with his Luna Steel Scimitar, sparking!

"Intuition is good." Ram's voice is almost all over the entire space, but it's not because she can be a clone, but because she moves fast, and the sound source also moves at high speed.

"However, intuition alone is not enough."

Two more storms struck, Albert moved his posture subconsciously, barely avoiding the two blows that were about to cut his lower abdomen and thigh. However, the blade still made two shallow blood marks on his body.

Ram's offense was actually very simple, it was all about rushing over at high speed and slashing Albert with a sword, which should be easy to see through. However, such a simple attack is paired with such an astonishing speed, and even an attack that is easy to see through becomes extremely difficult to dodge, because Albert's body can't keep up with that speed!

This is a bit troublesome. If Ram the Tracker's offense were several times more violent, Albert might be exhausted, and he would not have time to dodge so many attacks. Then it will be hit hard.

He promptly took out the Moon God Steel Great Shield. He even used a partial body technique to conjure four arms holding a large shield, forming a shield formation that was fully protected in all directions.

"Huh?" Ram let out a sullen hum, looking shocked. She didn't know that Albert had this tactic. In this abyss arena, the ancients were not allowed to watch the previous duels, so the ancient warriors who appeared in front of Albert did not know what happened in the previous battles. It's probably the first time that Ram saw Albert use this shield to protect himself.

"There is no sense of beauty." Ram the Tracer pointed out: "Hidden behind your shield, like a coward. This is a way of fighting without beauty."

"Are you embarrassed to call me a cat?" Albert vomited: "In the last battle, your 　[Guardian Jean] 　 fought like this? It almost made me helpless!"

"That guy...so I can't get along with him." Ram snorted, "It's great that you can kill the guy who has no sense of beauty in battle."

(Sure enough, crazy.)

"And now, you should be killed by me!"

Ram the tracker’s offensive has become even more fierce. Albert can't even see what's in the surrounding space. He can only see black tracks, and then countless attacks on the Moon God Steel shield. The sound of Ding Dong is endless. He could roughly judge from the voice that there might be at least ten combos from Ram in one second, and they came from different directions. Without this shield formation to protect Albert, the young tiger man would have died hundreds of times.

No, he won't die in this arena, probably just being chopped hundreds of times and turned into fine pieces of meat. ...But that is by no means a pleasant experience!

Albert once again used the partial body technique to conjure more arms, holding the frozen hand Ray that Othello gave him before. He copied at least twenty or thirty of that thing, threw it from the gap in the shield, rolled out ten yards, and detonated. For a while, the frost was filled with frost.

Originally, Albert didn't plan to use this kind of trick to deal with his opponent until the last one, because the ice mist would seriously affect his vision. However, the speed of the tracker Ram was so amazing that Albert could not trace Ram's figure with the naked eye. In this case, it is meaningless whether the vision is affected. It's better to freeze the enemy with frost, hoping that the speed of Ram the Tracker can be slowed down a bit!

"That's it." The other party's voice still echoed around, like her afterimage that never stopped, filling the entire space: "Did you use this method to defeat Gulian Hor? That guy once Boasting to be more agile than anyone else, no one can catch his shadow. However—"

Whoosh! ——　The sound of the air being torn gradually intensified.

"Only speaking of flying speed, I am much faster than him!"

Ram's flight speed accelerated further. She flies so fast that her body makes a sound like a storm when rubbing the air. So violent, so fast, her speed almost broke the sound barrier!