"Silent dream... Yes, Loren Turin uses all his ridiculous and shallow imagination to devise the most effective means against relying on the power of nothingness... Effective, but costly;"
"You''re not a freak like him. Just the counterattack of void forces is enough to kill you. Needless to say, you have to fight the enemy on the premise of completely closing your vision and closing all magic spells;
A little better than suicide... Most people would rather run for their lives or commit suicide. "
"So if you really intend to give up other high-level magic spells with higher cost performance and fill your narrow spiritual palace with the semi-finished products'' transformed ''by this obviously different magic spell, of course I won''t object, but..."
"... answer me truthfully. How determined are you?"
The recruits who fell into the darkness and quickly adapted themselves to the feeling of being excluded by the power of the void rushed to the position where the supreme king stood in their memory without expression; The sharp blades of both hands cut through the air without a sound.
Yes, it''s just master Dalton kand''s instruction.
"This spell is regional and will have an effect on everyone; so the first problem you have to solve is not to lose the power of emptiness, but how to face the darkness;"
"You will be afraid, you will want to escape, you will lose your mind, your heart will beat faster, you will have shortness of breath, your muscles will tremble, your limbs will be cold, and you will faint briefly - the only thing you have to do is restrain it."
"The best way to restrain fear is to have deeper fear - recall someone you deeply fear, recall his voice and expression, imagine that he is right behind you; use trembling to keep you sane and a steady beating heart."
In the bleak darkness, the recruits'' backs cooled, and the cold touch pierced into their minds from behind; It was dark in front of me, but my consciousness was as sober as if I had just been stabbed.
The consciousness that runs wildly with the body seems to have returned to the training time of "darkness" - no thinking, no preparation.
Close combat, in the next moment.
"Puff --!"
The silver sword in the recruits'' hands was cut, and in the dark without light, it accurately split the corrupting devil in front of them; As soon as he turned around, he bypassed the enemies on both sides through the obstacles formed by the corrosion of the devil''s body.
The next second, the recruits who kept walking pulled out the sharp blade with both hands and broke straight in the direction of the dwarf "front" supreme king!
A steady stream of corrupting demons are still pouring into the king''s Hall - they may fight on their own, they may be irrational, they may not have any order and discipline;
But their number is the biggest obstacle.
"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"
The roaring recruits showed no sign of stopping and even quickened their pace; Waving the sword blade in your hand to split the "obstacles" in the way; But in the face of the enemy, there was no sign of evasion and charged at any cost.
The shoulder was cut off, the arm was bitten, the chest was badly hurt, and the foot nearly fell... The recruits who had been black and blue in just a few seconds, but with the advantage of darkness, they managed to fight a way out of the corrupting demons!
Closer and closer... Even if the eyes can''t see, the recruits can instinctively feel... The distance between themselves and the supreme king is getting closer and closer!
"Then, if you overcome the simplest and most direct fear of solitude, the next thing you have to face is another problem that can never be avoided."
"Inherent... Strength gap."
The recruits, covered in blood, broke through the enemy like ants, smashed a corrosive devil''s jaw with one elbow of their backhand, raised their silver sword and aimed at the position of the supreme king in their impression.
Ten, eight, five... Three.
Cut!
"Dang --!"
The sound of metal collision.
In the darkness, the tip of the silver sword was stopped by the Tomahawk again; Just a millimetre away, the sharp blade can penetrate the head of the supreme king once again.
But the difference is... This time, no second "recruit" raided from the back to cover for him and strive for opportunities; The recruits who are in the dark and surrounded by countless enemies have no room to retreat.
In front of us is an unknown enemy; Behind him was a monster that could tear him to pieces.
There is no... Any way back!
"Do you think... With the light closed and the power of emptiness... I can be easily defeated as an old and useless guy?" the supreme king said faintly, and his voice became very strange because my throat was pierced by the secret silver sleeve sword:
"Like that fool just now... You underestimate me and the Lord of Yunling!"
"Compared with you races living in the sun, darkness... Is as familiar to me as at home!"
"Dang --!"
There was another sound of sharp blade rubbing, and the battle axe crossed the ridge of the silver sword; At the moment when he was about to hit the recruits'' neck, the Mithril dagger in front of his throat stopped the axe blade at the last moment.
It''s only a millimetre away.
"I absolutely don''t mean to belittle you... The running dog of the evil god." the recruit trembled with a deep breath and a crying voice:
"That''s right... Alchemy bombs, secret silver weapons, high-level spells... These are not enough to defeat you; I''m not the Duke of Loren Turin, what I can do... Is too limited."
"But now, under the power of the silent dream, your Majesty the supreme King... You are no different from our physical foetuses." even if you can''t see anything, the recruits with tears still stare:
"You who have lost the power of emptiness can be killed."
"And I... Will kill you!"
In response to him, the supreme king gave a cold hum:
"Arrogance."
"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"
With endless hatred in his eyes, the hysterical and roaring recruits swing their battle axes, pour their swords into their whole body and stab them straight forward.
Pooh!
Pus splashed, and the sword tip was stopped by the stabbed tentacle again and passed the target; Almost at the same time, a strange sound came from the chest of the most high king again; In the dark, the battle axe wrapped by the tentacle cleaved head-on with great strength!
"... even if you can really master this high-level magic spell with powerful effects and equally powerful side effects, the gap in strength is still obvious."
At the moment of death, the recruits with the axe blade sliding across their cheeks heard Dalton kand''s voice again:
"The force of the void... Different from the material world, follows the absolute principle of the law of the jungle - a strong force can absolutely suppress the weak side, and the probability of resistance is very small."
"Even if you can distort the law, your weak and pitiful empty power is not worth mentioning in front of monsters and evil gods and Apostles... Similarly, the suppression of your ''dumb dream'' is extremely limited."
"Therefore, even if everything goes well, the probability that you can beat them should be..."
"... less than one in ten thousand."
With the "silent dream", the energy is rapidly consumed, and the body is more and more obviously swallowed by the power of emptiness... I''m afraid I can''t leave alive even if I''m not killed by the supreme king.
But... It doesn''t matter.
As long as you can kill it, as long as you can end the war, as long as you can revenge... It doesn''t matter if you can''t go back.
Even if you break to pieces and drain the last drop of blood, you will die... And drag you to hell!
"Dang --!"
The silver sword that cut off the tentacle was stopped by the axe blade, but the supreme king in the dark also couldn''t judge the exact position of the recruits, so he had to stop it by instinct.
But the recruit''s left hand has another Mithril dagger!
At the moment before the tentacle climbed to the right arm, the recruits decisively loosened the hilt of the sword, squatted down and clenched the last sharp blade in their hands; The silver sword entangled by the tentacle has been waved to him from left to right with the battle axe.
Both sides had no time to dodge or parry, and both placed their hopes on the next attack.
This is the moment.
"Die for me!!!!!"
The roaring recruits did not dodge, but rushed to the chest of the supreme king without hesitation.
"Go to hell --!!!"
The dagger pierced the neck of the supreme king.
At that moment, the supreme king who lost the power of emptiness was trembling in pain.
At that moment, it was like experiencing the pain before death.
But... Only for a moment.
"Poof --!"
The bright silver sword, together with the tentacle, pierced the recruits'' chest; Between the torn flesh and skin, there was the sound of metal rubbing against bones.
The surprised smile solidified on the recruits'' faces.
"I warned you... Don''t underestimate me." a voice like a fierce ghost came from behind the recruits:
"Think you can beat me as long as you have the courage to die together?"
"Who gave you the courage to be so arrogant?"
The voice fell, and the battle axe wrapped by the tentacle squeezed the cold axe blade into the recruits'' chest bit by bit - the squeezed and smashed ribs made a harsh and disturbing sound.
One, two, three... Left arm, right arm, thigh, waist, abdomen, clavicle... Countless tentacles run through the recruits'' bodies from the front and back; Again and again, fragments of broken organs mixed with plasma emerged from his nostrils, mouth and eyes.
"It''s not... Who gave the courage..."
Trembling to support his body, the bleeding recruit turned his head hard - even if he couldn''t see anything in the dark, he still tried to open his eyes.
It seems that the other party is also looking at himself.
"But from the beginning... I was ready to die with you..."
"Your Majesty the supreme King... Go to hell with me... Under the witness of the dumb dream!"
Huh?!
what?!
Yes... I''m too weak
So weak that even if you bet your life, you are still not the opponent of the monster; If you are weak enough to do your best, you can only play one tenth of the effect of "silent dream", and you can''t even completely suppress the enemy''s empty power.
But one thing is confirmed.
That is, under the "silent dream", monsters, evil gods and Apostles... Can be killed!
Pooh!
The silver sword pierced into the body completely penetrated the recruits'' chest; While sticking out from behind, he accurately hit the heart of the supreme king.
"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"
The ferocious and ferocious supreme King screamed for the first time.
With all his strength, the trembling recruits clenched the handle of the Tomahawk that went into the abdominal cavity and stabbed it out directly from the back waist.
The supreme king with a big mouth raised his head fiercely. The severe pain made no more sound in his throat, and his body trembled as violently as the recruits.
And... The last blow.
The right hand holding the dagger raised bit by bit, and the bloody blade pointed at the face door of the supreme king and his eyebrows.
But it didn''t fall.
The trembling fingers relaxed slightly, and the dagger slipped from the palm, leaving only a blood mark on the supreme King''s cheek.
Almost at the same time, the darkness around gradually dissipated, and the bright sun once again shone into the king''s hall filled with smoke and bones.
When the tentacles were released, the recruits'' bodies collapsed uncontrollably in a pool of blood, twitching and twitching; The angry pupils are cooling down rapidly.
Is it over?
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... Dead, dead! All dead! Sure enough... They are not my opponents, and I am invincible! Ha ha ha ha..."
The surviving supreme King laughed wildly in an almost hysterical voice.
Until there was a cold behind him.
"Poof --!"
The cold blade pierced his heart from behind again!
"That''s why... I hate recruits... They told him to run away and have to stay on their own..."
A very weak voice sounded behind the supreme King:
"Don''t listen to the command, blood on the brain, no soldier''s consciousness... Is it special... Always like to be self righteous..."
The stunned supreme king turned his head and looked at Carl Colin who had risen from the pool of blood in disbelief. He even forgot that there was a long sword in his heart.
"Are you still alive?"
"Almost died." the demon hunter looked at him indifferently and pressed the rune on the back neck with his left arm: "for some... Special reasons, the rune I engraved on the back neck is not beyond the perception like other companions, but a more unpopular one..."
"The high-level magic spell is dead right now - it''s very strange. What no one wants to use is especially useful at the most critical time.
Of course, because a recruit who left on his own initiative opened the "silent dream" to shield all the forces of vanity, I almost couldn''t wait for it to work. "
"But now..." Carl Colin''s cold eyes rested on the scarred figure in the pool of blood, weakly raised the remaining Mithril sleeve sword in his right hand and aimed at the face door of the supreme King:
"Sorry, could you go down and be his companion... I can''t let my soldiers go on the road alone."
The demon hunter''s voice trembled and desperately restrained his anger.
"By you, by you?!" the supreme King smiled grimly:
"Who is always going to hell?"
"Of course you go to hell, your Majesty the supreme king."
The demon hunter suddenly opened his eyes, raised his mouth and pointed to the sky outside the king''s Hall: "Alas, what''s that?"
"Ha! This old-fashioned trick can''t be more old-fashioned, even to our upright Yunling people... Huh?!"
"That''s... UFO -?!"