Chapter 209 Reconstructing the Heart (Part 1)
“Boom!!!”
The huge body with holes all over it fell down, and the black and white corpses were like small hills. The ring was divided into two extreme environments, one side was the hot underground magma river, and the other side was the snow-covered mountain.
Mo Cheng's body has changed back to human form. He walked out of the Banglong's body panting. Just now, he was swallowed by the Banglong directly. After causing crazy damage inside the Banglong, he killed the White Snow God.
After facing Tyrannosaurus, he now faced Collapse Dragon. Even Mo Cheng felt a little overwhelmed. His steps were heavy, his body was weak, and even his brain seemed groggy.
The Benglong and Balong have the most terrifying voices among all dragon beasts. They can even concentrate their dragon roars in a line, forming a roar that can directly blow through the city gate.
After taking several of these roars head-on, even Mo Cheng had to admit that this move was extremely damaging. Even after his entire body had transformed into a dragon, he was still unable to hold on.
But even so, even if he was facing the [Black and White Twins] that made countless people tremble in fear, the final winner was still Mo Cheng.
But the arena didn't seem to give Mo Cheng time to rest. After he killed the two dragon beasts, Tyrannosaurus and Benglong, a third round of enemies appeared.
The third creature that appeared was not a dragon man or a dragon beast, but a human.
He was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, with a cynical smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a kind of malice.
It did not come from hatred, nor was it due to a conflict of interest. It was like a child pouring boiling water on an ant nest. It was an innate malice without any reason.
“Pah, pah, pah!”
The newly appeared man did not directly launch an attack like the enemies in the previous two rounds. Instead, he applauded Mo Cheng and said, "What a wonderful fight. Whether it was your decisiveness in the first round or your strong fighting ability in the second round, you are the best warrior in this trial for hundreds of years."
Mo Cheng didn't say anything. He took the opportunity to recover his strength while the other party seemed to want to give a long speech. The dragon people in the first round were okay, but the Tyrant Dragon and the Collapse Dragon were really thick-skinned and tough, so he expended a lot of energy to kill the two dragon beasts.
He now needs time to recover his strength, so naturally he would not interrupt the enemy's long speech at this time.
And when he appeared, the arena gave Mo Cheng a message: this is the last round and the last enemy.
As we all know, the last enemy to appear is often the strongest. Without knowing the opponent's strength, Mo Cheng tends to recover rather than attack first.
"You don't want to talk. Are you taking a rest to recover your strength?"
The man still had a smile on his face, but his eyes seemed to show a hint of sarcasm. "Don't worry that I will attack you at this time. When facing the final trial, challengers will have half an hour to rest. This is my kindness, William. You can accept it with gratitude."
Kindness? If the emotion expressed in the eyes of the man who called himself William was not so obvious, Mo Cheng might still be willing to believe him.
But seeing the maliciousness that was revealed without any disguise, and after seeing clearly the equipment on the other party, Mo Cheng would never believe a single word that came out of the other party's mouth.
He was wearing a black hooded coat for easy movement, with five or six guns on the chest of his jacket. A large number of small props were hung on the belt around his waist. His wrists were noticeably bulging, apparently equipped with some mechanisms that were easy to trigger.
This kind of attire makes a profession highly recognizable even in [foreign lands].
"Has the Trickster Swordsman actually begun to expect others to believe his words?"
The Trickster Swordsman is a profession that is extremely rare among the natives of the [Foreign Land], but is chosen by many players.
A profession that can be said to be proficient in all fields. In terms of spells, it is good at [Shadow] and [Enchantment] types, and in terms of divine magic, it is to worship a conspiracy evil god who has driven himself crazy. Although it is impossible to obtain divine magic through the gods, the power of gods obtained through faith can also release some related supernatural abilities.
The indigenous people of the continent of Kovare do not have a good opinion of the Trickster Swordsman, because it is a profession that will do anything to complete the task. In order to kill a powerful monster, they will actively lure it to a nearby village to consume its strength.
In order to destroy the bandit dens, they would voluntarily become the bandits' spies, leaking intelligence about the village or caravan, and luring both sides into a brutal bloody battle.
And all these actions are not out of kindness or justice. The Trickster Swordsman can improve himself in this kind of capricious fraud and killing. They are absolute lone rangers, and no one is willing to form a team with a Trickster Swordsman.
Because you never know when a crossbow arrow will shoot from behind, or a dagger from a teammate will pierce your heart.
In the continent of Khorvaire, the profession of the Trickster is best started with [Disgust] or [Vigilance] in many towns or organizations, even for organizations in the evil camp.
As for the [Sly Swordsman] that players are happy to work for, it mainly comes from a special school. The Sly Swordsman has an ability called [Verbal Blade], which uses the language that the enemy can hear and understand to launch mental attacks in battle, and this ability is greatly improved, and no special equipment is required.
Therefore, the Trickster, a profession with no obvious characteristics and no special expertise, suddenly became popular among players. To the extent that for a period of time, in the PVP fighting field, once a player was matched with the Trickster profession, he would simply admit defeat.
Because once the battle begins, you have to endure the opponent's fierce greetings to your maternal relatives for more than ten minutes. At the same time, the opponent's insults can really cause HP damage, thus winning the battle.
Even if they lose in the end, the Swordsman will feel happy, but the winner will feel as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.
Originally, [Foreign Land] was intended to be launched simultaneously around the world, but it was stuck on the Chinese server for more than half a year, and the [Speech Blade] ability of the Trickster was a big part of the reason.
For a long time, the player community simply used the word "bastard" to refer to the Weird Swordsman.
"Has it been discovered?"
William shrugged, not paying any attention to Mo Cheng's vigilance, and instead talked about irrelevant topics , "By the way, do you know the rules of this trial?"
"Two warriors of the opposite sex participate in the trial together. If they win, they will be able to obtain [bloodline] under [blessing], and thus be able to have children. After all, it is very difficult for dragonborn to give birth to offspring with high blood purity, and having strong enough power is the basic requirement to prove that they can protect newborns."
This trial is about dragons or dragonborn. Mo Cheng had already seen this in the first two rounds. First it was dragonborn, and then it was dragon beast. This directionality was too clear.
Mo Cheng secretly clenched his fists. In just a short period of time, his physical strength had recovered by more than half, and he could punch out at any time to kill the evil swordsman in front of him miserably.
As if he hadn't noticed Mo Cheng's movements, William continued, "But this trial is to prove the strength of the newborn's parents, to prove that they are capable of protecting a newborn with high blood purity, so the trial is usually conducted in pairs. If one person fails and dies, then it is considered a failure."
"It's not that there weren't a couple of dragonborns who were extremely powerful in one-sided combat , but they all failed. Do you know why?"
Mo Cheng's pupils shrank. He understood what William wanted to do. He took a step and rushed through a distance of dozens of meters in an instant. His fist punched out before the sound.
but……
William took out a card and said, "Activate, [Replace]!"
In an instant, Mo Cheng's eyes blurred and he found himself on the floating platform above the ring, but Misha Si was nowhere to be found.
Without thinking, Mo Cheng jumped forward and quickly descended in the air in an attempt to return to the ring faster.
William's words were very clear. A unilaterally powerful dragonborn team could not pass the trial because William did not need to defeat the powerful dragonborn, he only needed to kill the weak ones.
The trial arena gave William enough authority.
Anxious, Mo Cheng ordered the lightning element and fire element to explode behind him. The shock wave caused by the explosion allowed him to reach the arena faster.
But when he landed on the ring , the scene before him made him shudder.
A sword pierced Misha's chest from behind, and at the same time the long sword twisted to cause secondary damage, ensuring that the princess who had no fighting ability died here.
As if sensing Misha's death, Mo Cheng no longer had a team. William waved provocatively at Mo Cheng not far away, "Sorry, the trial failed. I hope you come again next time."
