Vol 2 Chapter 18: Fate

Ahan laughed again. I took advantage of this moment to wink at the Tiger King. The Tiger King immediately knew, gathered, and charged! With a loud bang, the Tiger King hit the wall of the hall, flying a large amount of dust, Ahan's body had already flashed to the side, the red light in his eyes became fiery.
The soldier's "charge" is dedicated to dealing with low-sensitivity or unguarded opponents. It is definitely a nightmare for mages and priests, but it is not so effective for archers, but Ahan has been distracted by me just now, but still If you can flash, you can see that his level is quite terrible.
I shouted to everyone, "This man is dominated by Yu Wang and enters another door. Now that he is controlled by the of cattle, everyone controls him!"
I didn't leave the line and Hemuhe immediately rushed up, and specially hurriedly added various spells to everyone, and the archers also attacked together. The King of Tiger patted his head that was hit a little by the wall, and his mouth was spitting sand and stones, and he rushed towards Ahan quickly.
The old patriarch looked at his old friend with sad eyes. I didn't tell everyone to kill Ahan, I just said that I should stop it, that is, considering the feelings of the patriarch, it seems that his heart is really uncomfortable.
The old patriarch trembled and shouted, "Ahan, your strength has become stronger, did you really enter the other door? Did you seal the enchantment of the cow head god, too?"
While avoiding the attack of everyone at an alarming speed, Ahan laughed with grief and indignation: "I have been laughed at by my clan since I was a child, and my body is weak. No matter how hard I practice my martial arts, others can easily step on my feet. So I dreamed of strength in my dreams, and the Bullhead God gave me strength. I am grateful to him, and I am willing to be his servant for life! And, as long as I can liberate the Bullhead God, my power will become stronger, hahaha! "
The old patriarch closed his eyes in pain, and the tears slipped down: "Yes? You get strength just to make the people suffer more. Do you think so? Would you rather be hated by the people than want to be scorned?" , I believe you found your destiny ... "
When I heard the word "destiny", I somehow felt a sudden sadness, not being infected by the patriarch, but thinking of myself.
Actually, isn't this Ahan the same as me? Because of Yu Wang's drive, he made a lifelong decision to regret it, and fell into an involuntary situation. Who can blame all this?
If it wasn't after graduation, because I was tired of abandoning work, low wages, and unwilling to be angry with the boss, how would I choose a professional player like this that I think is easy.
If it wasn't for my 50,000 yuan game bonus, when I saw Xueke, I quit the game and reported it to the computer management center. How could I end up today?
"Destiny" is not born, what kind of character a person has, to a large extent determines what kind of fate?
Although Ahan was faster than all of us, it was not easy to dodge under the siege of three soldiers. He had no time to open the bow in his hand, so he simply pulled out the long knife on his waist and countered the three soldiers with a knife he was not good at. Because Mumuhe didn't have good boots, the speed was the slowest. He hit a knife, and immediately lost more than 100 blood. The knife still carried dead venom. Unexpectedly, an archer has such a strong melee ability, and so far, everyone's attacks have not hit Ahan once. In particular, he shuttled between the three fighters. The arrows of the archers often hit their own people. Although the people in the same group would not lose blood, they also affected them to some extent.
My fireball technique was also issued, but he was too fast, and the fireball flew over him several times.
Ahan has hit three of our fighters many times, but they were all cured by the wind. Soon Ahan understood that he must kill this guy who can add blood and detoxify. A few of his speeded up and turned away, and he flung off three entanglements. His soldiers flew towards the special wind, and the speed was extremely fast. I was closest, and I hurriedly took a step, holding my shield in front of the special wind-fighting body. At this moment, the patriarch finally shot.
The patriarch sent his soil magic "muddy" to Ahan, and Ahan's feet were suddenly caught in the mud, and his speed was greatly reduced. With a sigh, I was hit by the power of Ahan's knife and flew out. I lost 100 points of blood. I was also blown by my body when the wind was released, but there was no harm between the players. He was fine. Ahan was blocked by me and caught up with me without a line. He severely cut a knife, -50.
Due to the sludge stagnation, Ahan finally lost his advantage and was continuously injured under the attack of the crowd. His counterattack, that is, his opponent in the mission, was meaningless. We have priests, we have plenty of blood medicine, and we have no suspense about the outcome.
Ahan's eyes started to go crazy, but the expression on his face seemed extremely firm, which suddenly made me feel shocked.
Ahan's expression showed that he never regretted his choice of ten years ago! I couldn't help wondering why I thought his choice must be wrong. If he followed the clan into the door of death, would it be correct for him? Can he get the power of his dream?
If a person has no hope, how can he have hope? Because Yu hopes, he has embarked on the wrong path; or has no pursuit, stays on the spot, these two ways of survival, who can tell which is better?
However, God, no, it should be said that the master brain of the game, the fate designed for Ahan was originally unfair, so that he still could not catch up with others after hard work, it was the master brain that forced him to enter the door of power. But in real life, there are not many people. After hard work, there are still many battles and defeats, and finally they embark on the evil path? Why, the game should reflect the injustice in real life in the game.
Ahan's body had been filled with the arrows of the clan, and the body controlled by the demon would not bleed, but his vitality was still diminishing.
I did not check the rank of Ahan, but I saw that he used a broken piece of equipment to fight 10 people above 30 for so long, and he used a long knife that he was not good at. It is estimated that his strength was already 50. Suddenly I felt very lucky. When nearly 10,000 Kazaks entered the altar, only one person chose the gate of strength, and it was the weakest one in the clan. If there were a few Ahan, whether we can win today, With the strength of these people, they repeatedly attacked the spar that sealed the cow head god. I am afraid that the cow head has long been out of sleep. However, in fact, I still worry about it, this plot is designed by the game console, if it is too difficult, players will not be happy.
In a long howling, Ahan finally ended his life, not that we didn't want to show mercy, but that he was too crazy to kill him. However, when he died, what I saw on his face was a smile ...
Everyone was immersed in sorrow, and it was only a few years old to let off the wind and I did n’t leave, but it also seemed to feel some kind of sorrow in human nature, and began to cry, and then everyone wept.
My eyes were wet too, but I slowly adjusted it. Ahan's death was not a tragedy. Now, it is important to make up the seal of the devil.
But where is the devil? Although he wasn't awake, what about his ability to control tens of thousands of monsters outside? In any case, this task will not be so simple!
At this time I finally found out what was wrong, that is, the sad, depressed atmosphere that has been shrouded in this room since just now!
I looked at my companions, and I was shocked to find that their crying became more and more uncontrolled, including the strong man like Tiger King, all of whom sat down and wept. From the eyes of the saddest patriarch, it is no longer tears, but blood!
I jumped up, such a great of cattle, terrible!
Judging from the "breath of death" that I felt in the desert just now, the great of cattle is good at controlling the idea of ​​creatures. Now it must have released another "breath"!
Suddenly a voice echoed in the air: "Boy, you can't be affected by my sorrowful breath. Are you a ruthless person?"
Looking down at the sound, a shadow formed by a faint smoke in the air, much like the cow head on the throne. My heart tightened: "Are you the spirit body of the cow head god?"
The voice sounded: "Yes, although I recovered only a small part of my will, I was enough to control these low-level humans, but why are you out of my control? Strange."
I was afraid again, not because of the magic of the cow head god, but because he reminded me of Xueke, the demon king. He also had the same high intelligence, the same evil, and also used spiritual magic. How can I not be afraid, I don't want to go back to that eternal darkness!
The spirit of the cow head seemed to feel my fear, and suddenly changed his tone: "Young man, it's not easy to see that you can bear my little magic. Today I will let you go and sit on my left. Magic Circle, you can leave here. "
My will really shook at this moment. Should I retreat wisely in the face of such an impossible opponent, as I should have done in the face of Xue Ke.
I tentatively asked, "Can I take my friends away?"
The figure of Niuhoushen fluctuated a bit. It seemed that I dared to talk to him about the conditions that violated his dignity, and then the voice hummed coldly: "Impossible, but after they die, you can take their things away This is my most forgiving decision. You should stop thinking about bargaining. I can take it back at any time! "
Suddenly, I laughed high in the sky: "Now the God of Bulls, I was almost fooled by you. This spirit that you are recovering now can't hurt me at all! You have no power except the magic that controls the human heart! And you Magic does not work for me again. Let me return you to the seal! "
I rushed to the huge crystal, holding a magic crystal in my hand. I already thought that the crystal was the crystallization of the vitality of hundreds of magicians of the Haza tribe. They used their magic power to seal the head of the cow, and the magic crystal contained magic power. The composition of this seal is interlinked. With it, you can definitely seal that mouth!
The soul of the ox head issued an angry roar, raised his hands, gathered a ball of purple light, and shot it at my head. At this moment, I knew that I was wrong. Not only could the Bullhead God hurt me, but he also used the same spiritual magic as that of Saint Moxek!
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