Chapter 1065 The Ultimate Melee Type... Yi Lin's Natural Enemy!

After finishing speaking, Connor glanced at Gu Tianqing, who was still shuffling the cards quietly, and then turned his gaze back on Yi Lin: "I think you are more suitable to be 'death' than him. Sorry, friend", Connor said in the second half of the sentence It was to Gu Tianqing: "I trust my intuition."

Gu Tianqing seemed indifferent, with the fake smile still on his face, but his movement of shuffling the cards stopped abruptly, he pressed the cards neatly between his palms, and smiled: "Actually, I think so too .Unfortunately, there are too many 'chips' on him, right, my lord president."

Yi Lin narrowed her eyes: "Thank you."

Although Yi Lin's expression was very calm at the moment, he quietly raised Connor's danger level to MAX.

An enemy, Yi Lin may not be afraid of his strength, his cunning, let alone his fearlessness, the only thing she fears is... his ruthlessness.

A person who can kill his own brother with a smile on his face, is there anything insane that he can't do?

have to say.

The above selection of "knight" is indeed unique. .

Gu Tianqing, a pervert.

Connor is ruthless.

The skinny black old man is not a good thing at first sight.

Really discerning.

"Phew... is it really okay for 'above' to cheat so blatantly?"

Yi Lin asked.

"That's why mythical props are used here - [Babylon]," Gu Tianqing explained with a smile: "Everything that happens here, for the other 'gamblers' above, will only produce results, and they will not know the process. Of course, for them, as long as the result is enough, the process is not important."

Yi Lin was silent.

Gu Tianqing sighed softly: "President, I really... really want to live with you. Really, that decadent world will be more fun with you in it. Do you know that I once saw an undead with my own eyes? , After exhausting the number of deaths, he came back to life again. He lost all the memory of dying 100 times. He thought he had just stepped into this resurrection game of the undead. The feeling...was like being 'refreshed' same."

"Humans, so small,

He couldn't even taste his own 'death'. "

Yi Lin nodded: "I agree."

He agrees with Gu Tianqing's statement, but cannot empathize.

Only one "knight" will be born in each tower.

They are default candidates.

They were chosen long ago, at the moment of their death.

Therefore, the moment Gu Tianqing escaped from his 'death', the "supervisor" was brought out and sent him here with his own hands. It is to make the birth of the "Death Knight" an established reality, and to make Gu Tianqing's "destined death" a reality.

No matter what Yi Lin does, no matter which step he takes, at the end, he will still be played by the superior masters in the applause.

Rumble.

Rumble.

At this time.

A violent shock came from under his feet.

is below.

Yi Lin's expression changed.

The black and thin old man chuckled and said, "It's started."

Gu Tianqing shrugged: "It belongs to the bad taste of God."

Connor smiled indifferently: "The last one should be able to catch up, right?"

Yi Lin sensed letting go.

He felt that the lower floor was collapsing rapidly.

The ninth floor is going down, it is collapsing into dust, and the surroundings have become a "mortal" void.

The undead who did not have time to reach the ninth floor died completely under this wave of collapse.

Cruel stage, need a little exciting special effects.

Undoubtedly, for them on top, this can bring some fun to their long and boring life.

"Let me have some fun while I still have time."

Connor D. Solomon smiled heartily, like a sunny and handsome boy next door, he held a giant sword, and walked towards Yi Lin step by step.

Facing Connor, Yi Lin had the illusion that she was facing a high mountain, which was hard to shake.

legend!

Yi Lin's heart sank.

There is no doubt that Connor D. Solomon in front of him gave Yi Lin the feeling that he was truly legendary!

Moreover, standing at the pinnacle, only one step away from stepping into the next realm...Legend of the pinnacle!

Wow!

In the blink of an eye, Connor slashed at Yi Lin slowly with a distance of tens of meters.

When he swung his sword, it felt like he was holding a mountain in his hand, and it fell easily.

"die!"

Connor didn't speak.

But between the lightning and the flint, the ordinary giant sword seems to have absorbed the surrounding light, making the scene on this floor dim.

The distorted light and shadow formed a word in front of Yi Lin's eyes.

--【die】!

【Analysis horizon】!

Yi Lin's eyes were covered with streamers.

Without hesitation, he entered the state of [Analytic Vision].

From the end of the giant sword, "trajectories" stretched out one after another, passing through Yi Lin's head without exception.

Deduce, calculate, try.

Under the [Analytic Vision], Yi Lin has enough "time" to analyze the opponent's attack routines and make corresponding responses.

No……

But soon, Yi Lin was surprised to find that Connor's sword didn't have any fancy trajectory, let alone any "skill" effect hidden in it.

It's just a sword!

The lead has faded away, and the sword is as simple as possible!

This sword even reminded Yi Lin of Mo Rendi's fist!

not good!

He and Mo Rendi... are the same kind of people!

The kind of person who broke the limitations of his body with pure force!

"Tsk, you're also the type I hate."

In Yi Lin's "Vision", Connor's giant sword suddenly accelerated. At that moment, Yi Lin's pupils shrank suddenly. When everything around him was flowing at a "slow speed", Connor's giant sword suddenly changed to a normal flow speed, making him feel like "his sword splits time" "The illusion!

The giant sword passed through Yi Lin's body, splitting him in half, but Connor frowned, smiled instead of being startled, and swiped again. Yi Lin".

"call--"

Yi Lin breathed out a breath, and in a hurry, the halos on his wrists lit up, and [Freedom Mirage] created countless phantoms, avoiding the two swords of Connor.

The brief contact left a deep impression on Yi Lin.

Connor D. Solomon is a typical melee apostle, no, it should be said to be the ultimate melee apostle. His control over his power has reached an unimaginable level. With that sword strike just now, when the giant sword shattered Yi Lin's phantom, his sword tip accurately stopped less than one centimeter from the ground, and then quickly swung the second sword.

The connection between these two swords is smooth and smooth, without any unnecessary movements. Even things like "inertia" seemed to be "eliminated" by Connor. His two swords did not bring any damage to the surrounding environment or the ground, and the highly concentrated power brought Yi Rin felt extremely palpitating.

Thousands of phantoms repeatedly jumped around the three alternate knights.

In Yilin's "mirage", each phantom is as real as it is, with heartbeat and breathing, enough to confuse the real with the real.

After Connor looked around, he quickly set his eyes on a phantom not far away, and smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, it seems that our compatibility is not very good."

Yi Lin's face darkened.

Connor was right.

Yi Lin didn't even admit it.

But after a brief contact, Yi Lin understood one thing in the shortest time.

Carrying a huge sword and using pure melee ability, this man who has reached the peak of the legendary level and will soon become a conquering knight in the future—Connor D. Solomon,

It is his "natural enemy"!

Natural nemesis!

Not to mention the undead.

In the circle of the apostles, there has always been the saying of "correlation".

The evolution direction of each apostle cannot cover all aspects.

Everyone has natural enemies.

Just like Yi Lin himself, all "curse-type" abilities are ineffective against him, and he is the natural enemy of this type of apostle.

But at this moment, facing Connor, Yi Lin intuitively told him that this person's evolution direction was completely opposite to his.

This is the taste of "natural enemies".

The compatibility between the two of them is extremely different.

"Hopefully we can have a good time."

Connor smiled politely, accurately judged Yi Lin's real body, and slashed at Yi Lin with the ordinary New Year's greeting swordsmanship.

"cold!"

A figure approached from far away with such a fast speed that it was like a golden shooting star, bright and eye-catching.

A familiar golden knight sword hurt Yi Lin's eyes and blocked Connor's sword.

Milian arrived in time to protect the cook.

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