Chapter 1,261 The Destruction of the Origin - Only Now Does It Begin to Take Action!

Chapter 1,261 The Destruction of the Origin - Only now does it begin to take action!

The black shadow storm lasted for about ten seconds on the entire training ground and shocked many people for ten seconds.

Those countless shadows, as well as the powerful sense of oppression and shock, made the time that normally passes in just a few breaths seem to be stretched dozens of thousands of times. Carlos and Seattle, who were among them, were in these In people's eyes, they have been trapped for a long time and have retreated to the point where they can no longer retreat.

Suddenly, the black storm disappeared.

It stops and stops, making it hard for people to keep up with their eyes for a while, and the dark shadow of the storm from the previous moment still remains in the pupils.

The rapid changes in the field-level battlefield cannot keep up with the rhythm of weaker audiences. If you watch too much, even an adventurer with strong nerves will feel a deep sense of dizziness.

At the moment when the black storm retreated, Seatik and Carlos dodged, retreated in a figure eight direction, and spread out. Only after they stood firm on their heels did they have time to exhale.

Originally, according to previous training battles, during the few tenths of a second when the Hell Fighting Bear withdrew its shadowless tui attack and regained its breath, these two people would definitely seize the opportunity and fight back fiercely, but this time , they chose to retreat. ,

I still looked down on the opponent a little. At first I thought that using the same move would be much less stressful in front of me who had gone from the peak of the pseudo-field to the intermediate level of the field now. However, I didn't have the energy to deal with it. When I realized it, the pressure had not decreased at all. By the time, the formation of the two people had been disrupted and they were too busy to take care of themselves.

As a result, a few bear paw prints were inevitably left on the shining armor.

Look at the location where we just exited. It is just over a hundred meters away from the place where Hell Fighting Bear Wuying Tui performed. In other words, the two of them struggled to resist and kept retreating under the pressure of Wuying Tui. So much distance.

Coincidentally, the two of them joined forces to push back the Hell Fighting Bear's blocking mode by about the same distance.

This guy is really petty and fussy.

After noticing this coincidental data, Seatik and Carlos couldn't help laughing. Rogge's reputation as the third stingiest person was indeed not in vain.

"Carlos, what should you do if you are smart? This kid is like a candy. We are stronger, but he is stronger."

Seattlek lowered the two weapons in his hands, turned his head, gestured to Carlos and asked.

"Fortunately, I listened to Mr. Akara's advice, otherwise I would have to be ugly this time." Carlos smiled lightly, then lowered his face, his expression was calm, and he said solemnly.

"What else can you do? Don't think I don't know. Isn't this situation just to your liking?"

"What I said is true, but I have an appetite for this, and I feel bitter in my heart. I didn't expect that I thought I had broken through the bottleneck and could be proud of myself, but in the end I still had to cooperate with you." Seike smacked his mouth. Feeling unwilling.

The two of them just talked to themselves, not worrying that this was a battlefield and their opponents would suddenly attack.

Both of them knew that the bear couldn't be his mother-in-law, but he was very interested in other people's mothers-in-law. At this time, he probably wanted to pull out a chair and sit down, with a bucket of popcorn in his arms, and raised his eyebrows to watch the two of them discuss it. Countermeasures.

Of course, assuming that he is not angered, generally speaking, in fact, probably, maybe, maybe, although this hell fighting bear has a scary name, his temper is quite honest and gentle.

The onlookers, however, seemed quite uncomfortable with such a scene. They were fighting to the death just a moment ago with extreme ferocity. They suddenly withdrew. Suddenly the two of them began to whisper to each other, and the stuffed bear opposite didn't seem to mind. It was as motionless as a toy placed on the bed.

If the black bear eyes hadn't blinked occasionally, the brown bear's nose, which was just at the junction of the brown bear fur and a ring of white bear mouth, would have trembled from time to time.

It's like a professional showing off his cuteness.

Although these people were extremely curious, even the elves with the sharpest ears couldn't hear what Seattlek and Carlos were discussing. They could only blink and wait patiently.

"What should I do? Don't tell me, after a round of testing, it will end like this." Half of the face was shrouded in a helmet with a powerful and cold shape, and the exposed mouth showed a rare gentleness, but With a sharp smile.

"That's right. According to Junior Brother Wu, we are not here to fight soy sauce this time." Seattle squeezed the dry and cracked chun, exuding an extremely bloodthirsty fighting spirit.

"Although it's earlier than expected, the warm-up ends here."

If those soldiers on the sidelines heard their conversation, especially the last sentence, they would definitely sit on the ground in shock.

They had always thought that as soon as the battle started, they had already tried their best to bring the battle to a fever pitch, but for the three people on the field... no, two and one bear, it was indeed just a warm-up battle.

"I don't know why, but now I feel very angry when I see that silly bear face." Said Seattle.

"Same feeling." Carlos followed.

Then, the fields of the two people exploded at the same time! !

Yes, it's not a rise, nor a big rise, but a surge, just like a dry balloon that was blown up in a moment.

Bright red energy and light blue energy, these two colors, like the black and white yin-yang fish in the Tai Chi diagram, fill the entire circular training ground, constantly swimming and rotating, bringing about turbulent winds and clouds, even the blue sky in the sky. The sunny day was also covered by dark clouds rolling over.

Dust was billowing on the ground, and no one could be seen at all. The light dimmed in an instant, which further highlighted the power of the two huge energy fields on the field. Even the strengthened defensive magic array could not block this wave of squeezing the entire field. The momentum, some of the wind leaked out, blowing the clothes of everyone outside the venue.

This scene of heaven and earth changing color made the audience who saw the power of a master in the field for the first time, and a word suddenly came to their mind.

Swallowing the sky and eating the earth.

This is the power of a domain-level master. It can be said that a strong man in this realm already represents the ultimate in power.

Going one step further is the realm of world power, which is another different and brand-new concept.

Two domain-level masters united to unleash their full power. The intertwined power of these two domain forces caused huge commotion. I am afraid that except for the third world, in the first and second worlds, it cannot be said that there has been no such thing in the past few hundred years. But it is definitely a rare scene in a century.

Just when dark clouds were rolling in the sky, sand was blowing all over the earth, and the whole world seemed to be filled with only the skyrocketing colors of red and green.

Another force suddenly surged.

You don't need to guess, it must be the Hell Fighting Bear. Facing the situation where the intermediate masters in the two fields are erupting with all their strength, if they continue to leisurely and leisurely, as a warm-up exercise, then it is really, as Seattlek and Carlos said, too bad. Think of yourself as a bear...no, as a human being.

As if looking up at a statue of a god standing high on a mountain thousands of feet high, everyone raised their chins, opened their mouths, and their minds went blank.

It was a deep red color.

It was deeper than Seattle's bright red color, so deep that it looked like it could bleed.

If we say bright red, it represents fighting spirit and war.

Then this deep red color is more inclined to the essence of the world-destruction.

Everything has symmetry, if there is right, there will be wrong, if there is good, there will be evil, if there is light, there will be darkness, if there are angels, there will be demons.

In the same way, as the origin of the world, creation, its opposite is destruction, and both are the roots of the world.

Coming here transcends right, wrong, good, evil, light, darkness, even time and space, and all tangible and intangible things in the world.

The source of all things is creation, and the end is destruction.

People who have seen the color of the Blood Bear's pseudo-field have an extra understanding of the crimson field in front of them.

Although the color has not changed much, the essence has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The pseudo-realm of the blood bear is the aura of violence, destruction, and darkness. Although it is pure, it is not pure, because without this power, there is no theme. Is it violence, destruction, or darkness?

But in front of the hell fighting bear's field, some impurities have been removed. What can really be seen is its progress, which is the destruction that comes from the source of power other than creation.

Without rage and darkness, these things are unnecessary for destruction.

Destruction is always purely material. Some people say it is evil, but sometimes destruction also represents justice. When an old man is about to die, it means destruction. Can you say that this is violent, dark, and evil power at work?

At this moment, this aura of destruction, although not perfect yet, has tended towards pure crimson color, comes to the world, and in just a short moment, with one against two, the bright red and light blue colors are overwhelmed. Defeated steadily.

On the battlefield, the black tornado connecting the sky and the earth, which was originally raging in the realm of Carlos and Seattle, twisting the dark clouds and wild sand into one line, formed in the crimson field, suddenly, from the black tornado Stripes of deep red light penetrated the inside of the tornado.

More and more light penetrated from inside, and in a few blinks, the huge black tornado burst open, bursting out with endless red lotus light symbolizing destruction.

The dark clouds in the sky were blown away, and the wild sand on the ground stopped blowing. Between the sky and the earth, the crimson flame replaced the bright red and light blue masters and became the only protagonist of this battle.

The dark clouds dispersed, the wind and sand subsided, and the battlefield became bright and dazzling again. The realms of the three colors were still in constant friction and confrontation. Although the crimson realm was powerful, it came to the battlefield with unrivaled power and became the protagonist.

But in a book or a battle, not only the protagonist exists, but the supporting characters cannot be ignored. If one is not good, it will overwhelm the protagonist and steal the limelight from the protagonist.

This is the case for the bright red and light cyan realms. Although they are oppressed and plundered by the more original and more powerful crimson realm, and are in danger, it does not mean that they have lost their ability to fight.

In the end, the bright red field occupied more than half of the entire training ground, while the bright red and light cyan fields worked together to divide the remaining territory, and finally achieved a delicate balance.

At this time, only a few dozen seconds had passed before Seattle and Carlos exploded with power. However, in these ten seconds, everyone, as if a year had passed, had witnessed a field-level powerful force with their own eyes. A life and death battle between the two.

Just the struggle and competition between each other's fields is already more intense and shocking than a group battle between pseudo-field-level masters. It is unimaginable what will happen if the three of them really meet in battle. What an earth-shattering scene.

However, when they actually saw it, they were speechless.

The figures of the three people who were really serious about each other, and who were constantly fighting on the training ground, these people... couldn't be seen at all.

Except for the old drunkard, the old man Farah, and perhaps a few shady guys inside who can enjoy this feast of confrontation between the strongest in the field, others, like standing outside the villa at the banquet hall, can only pass through the communication A hint of fragrance comes out, and you feel the grandness and beauty of this banquet like a commoner.

Watching the energy erupting from the confrontation hitting the defensive magic array again and again, these people were dumbfounded.

The gap in realm is too big. It's like primitive people holding a rotten apple in their hands. They don't understand the wonderful things inside and can only treat it like a brick.

Even Artoria could only see countless afterimages intertwined, and feel the terror contained in the energy bursts. It was equivalent to being just one step closer than the others. Standing outside the window, she could see the feast inside through the glass.

In contrast, several people inside the battlefield had a different scene in their minds.

In their hearts, Seattlek and Carlos felt nothing but helplessness.

Damn it, isn't this situation the same as the battle training a few months ago before the start of the Crystal Shard mission? !

The changes in improving the realm from the pseudo-realm cannot be reflected at all now. My own strength has doubled. Just when I thought I could avenge my past, I didn't expect that the other party was also nearly twice as strong. As a result, the strength comparison between them , and returned to the original level.

The blow was too great. Fortunately, he listened to Akara's advice. Otherwise, the behavior of the two people at this moment and the tragic ending they were about to face would have become a textbook explaining the idiom of Yelang's arrogance.

It wasn't that Junior Brother Wu stopped treating himself as a bear when he went out, but that he had been promoted to the realm and began to treat himself less like a human being. While the two sighed, they also didn't forget to complain.

It doesn't matter. The worst outcome right now is to return to the previous situation, isn't it? As long as you cooperate well, it is not impossible to win the battle, and you can also regain a positive image for the conversation before the battle where you don't treat yourself as a human being.

If you lose, you will be humiliated in front of representatives of all ethnic groups, and there will be many loudmouths present...

Thinking of this, Seatik and Carlos' hearts tightened at the same time, and their cooperation with each other became unprecedentedly tacit.

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Outside the field, the students who originally wanted to calm down and figure out what kind of person they became after some hard training, Kasha, were unable to realize their dreams. She was ruthlessly harassed while watching the game.

And she couldn't get angry, because the harassers were representatives of various ethnic groups, as well as those guys she had had a lot of food with. This is the so-called evil will be punished. If you eat someone else's food, sooner or later you will have to pay it back.

The onlookers saw that they could not figure out the battle situation in the field, and their hearts gradually calmed down. After adapting to the shock of the field-level confrontation, their minds began to become active.

We can't figure out the situation of the battle, but there should be someone here who can. Why not let her be the host and explain it to everyone. It is also a good thing to sacrifice the small self and make the big self happy.

As for who was the strongest among the audience present, their eyes all focused on a certain woman after just a few seconds of scanning.

Kasha, who was sensitive to the fact that he had replaced the battlefield and became the focus of attention, was still a little unwilling to give up. He pretended to raise his head to drink, blocking most of his sight with a wine bottle, pretending to be like I didn't see the pleading in your eyes.

Of all the people present, who cares most about the battlefield and who is most frustrated by Kasha, there is no doubt...

There is no doubt that it is Sarah. You have to think about it, apart from everything else, just for the number of meals... how much Elder Kasha owes Sarah.

Therefore, when Sara's crimson gem eyes flashed with pity and pleading, and said: "Lord Kasha, can you tell me how big brother's battle is going now?" Kasha, who was originally calm, Xia, the wine bottle in his hand suddenly trembled.

This debt of gratitude, coupled with the unique skills that Sarah has not used for many years, makes her unable to resist even a thick-faced old man.

"This... I have to look at the situation again before talking."

Taking a sip of wine, Cassie's eyes rolled. She didn't dare to refuse, and she didn't want to agree, so she could only be vague.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, Akara's crutch secretly poked her instep.

If Sarah's intimidation to Kasha is invisible, then Akara's intimidation to her is tangible.

This seemingly careless poke was translated into words that Kasha could understand. It was like saying: Everyone is optimistic about you. If you dare to lose the face of the alliance in front of representatives of all ethnic groups, you will be shoveling the snow in Harrogas in the spring. You have a copy of the task list.

Kasha is really crying now...

Dian Niang is a bit unstable