Among the three humans, this young alchemist is obviously the leader. Whether it is in costumes or performances in battle, it proves that he should be a human aristocrat. The other two are more like his entourage and follower.

So, kill this first, make the two minions desperate? Or kill two minions to make the alchemist desperate? The two options seem difficult to choose. However, the speed of the dissipation of the divine power made the Rakshasa demon know that he didn't have much time to think carefully.

The killing must be completed before the power of Erwei completely disappears and His attention is completely removed from here. Otherwise, the killing will no longer be part of the sacrifice and will lose its special meaning.

After his eyes turned around the three preys, he was sure. If he killed the minion, then there was no doubt that the alchemist would choose to escape. It would be okay to escape, but they would not be able to escape in the end. However, it would be bad if they escaped from the scope of the sacrificial place, and it would be bad to delay more time because of the escape.

On the contrary, if he killed the alchemist, the entourage might choose to fight to the death. Because he knew that according to the human class concept, if these people escaped, they would easily be considered to be fleeing by the Lord after returning, and their fate would be very bad.

The human nobles will never give up on those guys who betray their masters in battle.

His eyes began to focus on Zhang Cheng and slowly approached his prey. Although he was 90% sure that Zhang Cheng's power was not strong, this judgment was not 100% accurate. If Zhang Cheng had a force beyond his imagination, it would be impossible to capsize in the gutter. In short, although he was very confident in himself, he still had to be cautious.

"Zhang Cheng, I'll give you a suggestion," Xiao Xiong suddenly said in his mind. "This is the only way." The battle has begun, and Hu Fang has even set his sights on Zhang Cheng. Now it's useless to say what to escape.

"What method?" Zhang Cheng asked.

"Call your master for help, okay, it's your employer." said the bear. "As long as I hand me over, he can't ignore it."

"My master is the only one!" Zhang Cheng replied. As soon as he spoke, he released the strongest spell he could cast.

The entire ground turned black, as if shadows were instantly dominating the earth. Under the earth, illusory and strange tentacles surged out, wriggling and trying to entangle all the objects on it. The power of this magic is powerful. As long as the flesh and blood body is entangled by these tentacles, the fracture will be light, and it is possible to hang and crush a person alive.

As Hu Fang's body was entangled with several thick tentacles, Zhang Cheng released another fireball technique and smashed it firmly on Hu Fang's body. Now we can see that these tentacles are a semi-real and semi-illusory product. The power of flames and explosions cannot affect these tentacles. The power of the two magics is combined without any gap.

Xia An next to him looked at this scene with fear. A commoner like him (although he called himself Xia, he was a scholar, but he knew what was going on in fact) Although the merchant had known the power of the Hu Fang for a long time, he had seen someone resisting the power of the alchemist for the first time. He understood the power of this. If this attack fell on him, he would probably be done. Of course, he told himself deep in his heart that if he faced this situation himself, he would never be so dodged or avoided. He would have a way to dodge at least part of the power.

The illusory black tentacles disappeared, and the smoke and dust caused by the fireball slowly dissipated. Now, Hu Fang stood there, using his intact body to make silent mockery at those who tried to hurt him.

Hu Fang shook his body and threw a few pieces of broken soil off his body. These pieces of broken soil were the only damage caused by the magic just now.

It should be particularly noted that since he appeared, the Rakshasa demon did nothing. He did not act any attacking, but was simply being beaten.

A terrible smile appeared on the tiger's head of the Rakshasa demon, revealing the jagged teeth that looked like sharp blades.

Futile attack! These humans are always so stupid.

As a spellcaster, Rakshasa demons cannot understand human ideas. In fact, many spellcasters of humans (or other lower races) will have this first reaction when they encounter this situation. Because when they see that their magic attacks are invalid, they will think that this is the effect of a certain defensive spell.

Defensive spells that resist enemy attacks basically have a limit, either the number of resistances has an upper limit, the total amount of damage absorbed has an upper limit, or the duration is limited, and of course it is more likely to have both. This is why this human alchemist repeatedly launches meaningless attacks.

This judgment cannot be said to be wrong, it is indeed the case in most cases. However, only those who truly understand this mystery know that the Tiger Side is an exception. This race has the ability to invalidate the spells of others, which is a ability that does not require additional power to maintain. It has no limit unless the force above defense is used to force it to break it.

Now, this Rakshasa demon has correctly judged the strength of these opponents from the battle just now. This is a battle without any suspense - if it is hit by a few pieces of splashed pieces of soil, it is also called a battle.

The Rakshasa demon suddenly looked up and sniffed the air. He noticed an unusual clue: the speed of the dissipation of the divine power slowed down?

Just now, the divine power was still dissipating. But now, without the new sacrifices being held or the old sacrifices being continued, this dissipation has stopped. In other words, Is Erwei interested in this place?

This shows that the God of Killing is looking forward to... looking forward to the upcoming killing here?

Wait! He had heard of such things. In fact, there were more than one or two gods who loved killing and blood among the gods. Many ancient gods liked this tone. At least two warriors used life and death battles to please the gods in the arena chosen by the gods.

There is a popular name for this kind of thing: a pre-God martial arts competition. This is the use of believers to use their skills, blood, fanaticism and life to show their loyalty and faith to the gods. The loser will lose his life, and the winner will receive the reward from the gods.

This situation...This situation... His eyes were wide open on his tiger's head. What's going on? How is this possible? Or is his luck coming? Is there really such good luck?

Zhang Cheng looked at the Rakshasa demon in front of him and suddenly stopped, and stretched out a finger to point Zhang Cheng's face. The other party's strange behavior made him stunned.

"Did you feel it, human!" said the Rakshasa demon. "Now, Erfu is watching us. He is looking forward to a killing." He grinned. This is not a disguise. He is really laughing. "You can try to kill me." He said contemptuously. "The strong can kill the weak, and the weak can also have a chance to kill the strong." His eyes remained at Zhang Cheng's waist. There was an undrawn sword hanging here. No matter how stupid humans are, there is no reason to face the enemy who does not draw out their weapons, and the alchemist is no exception. This situation shows that there must be something wrong with the sword. But he does not intend to say this, just give them some sweetness and give them a glimmer of hope before they die. "This is what He expects, the real killing."

When he said this, he felt the divine power vibrate slightly. Now, the battle before the gods has been established. He only needs to kill these opponents who cannot be called opponents, and he will get an additional reward of 2000.

It was like a pie that fell from the sky. Not only the pie that fell from the sky, but the pie that hit his head directly.

Zhang Cheng wanted to chant the spell again, but strange tones that he didn't understand came out of his throat and combined them into a spell. His most powerful attack spell had just been used, and now he can only use relatively low-level spells.

"Interesting, humans, let me teach you what real power is!"

The Rakshasa demon clasped his fist at Zhang Chengyaoyao and made a strange gesture. Zhang Zhike felt that the energy from the magic net was forcibly distorted. They could no longer be combined into spells. He used all his strength to barely dissipate the unformed spell energy. Although he did not cause any real damage, his whole body was weak, and his mouth began to breathe uncontrollably.

Damn it! Because of the spells he had attacked in two consecutive ranges just now, both Jia and Xia An avoided them far away to avoid being affected. At this time, he could really be said to be facing this powerful monster alone.

For some reason, he remembered the scene in the game when he was defeated by the Rakshasa demon.

He forgot how many times he passed the level. In short, he did not complete various small tasks to improve the level according to the game process, but wanted to rush straight to the dungeon to kill the Rakshasa demon who was blocking the way to get a few good equipment for himself. The result of the battle was self-evident. In fact, it was not a battle. He repeatedly saved the disk and read the disk many times before he realized that this Rakshasa demon was really different from the first lich. He could not use bugs such as game card perspective to get tricks.

The dual cultivation of Rakshasa demons and martial arts is both a powerful spell caster and a powerful melee warrior. In fact, it is okay if you are defeated by the rakshasa demon spell. If you are killed by his melee, then you will see the character you control turning into pieces, your limbs and torso flying all over the sky, and then the picture turns black, and a window will jump out to tell you that you have unfortunately died. You only have two options below, read the disk and start again after exiting the game, or start a new game again.

Although this guy is average in shape, he just tore his opponent apart. Moreover, he doesn't need any special weapons, just use his sharp claws that are no different from tigers.

Zhang Cheng began to retreat step by step, while the Rakshasa demon began to approach step by step.

During this process of advancing and retreating, neither of them was idle and began to compete face-to-face with magic. Well, in fact, this is not a contest, but it is more precisely a one-sided bullying. Zhang Cheng is just a level 7 mage. I don’t know how much level this Rakshasa demon is, but it is more than a little bit higher than Zhang Cheng anyway.

From the game alone, it is normal for low-level players to defeat advanced NPCs. This is not to say that the level is useless, but it is entirely because the players are using the human brain to bully computer AI that do not know how to adapt, plus save disk reading techniques to guarantee the bottom. But in reality, there is no such thing. Zhang Cheng was completely suppressed and beaten - he applied three defensive spells to himself, and then removed three by the other party without hesitation. In fact, the reason why he has not been knocked down yet is not because he is tough enough, but because he has two helpers. Two terrible attacks have been endured by others.

Xia An was hit by a spell that didn't know what kind of magic, and his whole body was twitching, foaming at his mouth, unable to move. And Jia was even worse. He was hit by a lightning ball, and now his whole body was charred, lying on the ground without knowing his life and death.

The Rakshasa demon cleanly cleaned up the two pieces of trouble. This was a waste of his chance to attack twice. In fact, if he had fought in the hand, everything would have ended long ago. However, if he could, he would not want to fight with his body at all. After all, among his clans, fighting in the hand is a very indecent behavior. Unless he had to, he would be more willing to use spells to solve the problem.

He had been worried that the other party would run away, but now the distance is too close, so this human would not have the chance to escape. He began to think about how to end this far-reaching battle. This human was no longer protective, and it was as fragile as meat on the chopping board, and there was only one last step left.

Is it a straightforward blow to kill? Or is it knocked down first, then blew the belly and killed by sacrifice?

When he turned this thought, his heel suddenly hurt.

It was not that severe pain, it could only be called light pain. He looked down and saw a light green figure creeping through the grass under his feet. Before he could come back to his senses, the human opposite suddenly drew out his sword and rushed up. He had to focus his attention on the enemy again.

As he expected, this was the opponent's ace. It was a magical light that shone with an unusual weapon at a glance. If it were this sword, it would be possible to break his defensive field.

Unfortunately, no matter how good the weapon is, it must hit the opponent to be effective.

The Rakshasa demon raised his hand and a spell that had been ready for a long time. The indescribable force bound Zhang Cheng's body, making it feel as if he fell into a bucket of glue. Although Zhang Cheng was charging with all his might, his speed was as ridiculous as a snail.

Slow technique? Damn it! Zhang Cheng knew this spell, but he knew that he could not stop all of this from happening. The Rakshasa demon calmly used his leisurely posture to start casting a fatal attack spell. Zhang Cheng could not recognize what spell it was, but he could be sure that this spell could definitely kill him.

So far, Zhang Cheng doesn't know what the talent of "tolerating death" looks like when he is activated, but if he can, he thinks it's better that he still doesn't know.

The body of the Rakshasa demon suddenly shook for a moment, and Zhang Cheng clearly saw that there was a look of surprise on the tiger's face. The fatal magic stopped, and the magic backlash caused by the unfinished casting caused the Rakshasa demon to hurt the Rakshasa demon and its body shaking.

Zhang Cheng stopped and watched the Rakshasa demon's body sway from shaking to finally falling to the ground. The delicately textured dress fell helplessly on the weeds.
Chapter completed!