Vol 3 Chapter 1607: The Tyrannian Counterattack

"We have to find you a more valuable opponent." The Witch King Saruman frowned and looked at the efficiency curve on the screen like jumping from a building. It seemed that the whole person was uncomfortable. He stroked his beard: "According to the experience value data you provided, we will wait for you to be promoted to Legend. It will take at least nine months. This world doesn't have that much time for you.
　　 Three years from scratch to create a legendary character, is it enough to shock the world? Sima Qing felt a little dazed. The more he understood the world, the more he realized how terrifying the concept of legend is.
　　 But as the Witch King said, no matter which world it is, I can't wait for nine months.
　　 Although all kinds of news about chaos are being widely spread to the public, all living beings are also realizing that unprecedented challenges and crises are approaching. However, the real countdown to the end is still kept secret in the relevant departments and the Academy of Sciences.
In the real world, the curtain from outer space is like a declaration of extinction written in the universe. The science officials in the Academy of Sciences are very sure that in case it is a visual effect with no entity, the energy contained is enough The entire solar system is rounded and flattened.
　　 In the game world, the blood mist that just broke out is just an appetizer. Anyone who knows the real situation knows that Chaos’s next counterattack will be more suffocating.
　　 There is not much time left for mankind.
"In three days, I'm going to play the second round of roulette with those who disagree. Before I set off, I have to solve your problem." The virtual screen in front of the Witch King Saruman scrolls fast, every second All the data in gigabytes swiped past: "Well, that's it. Although it's a pity, it's useless to keep it."
Witch King Saruman seems to have found something in the database that satisfies him: "I will take you to dominate the nest sealed under Isengard. According to the definition of humans, that nest owner is at least Legendary monsters can provide you with a lot of experience."
It seems that the evil from the Witch King has been sensed. A harsh scream that only psionicists can hear echoes in the sea of ​​psychic energy. All the bugs trapped in place on the metal platform instantly regained their freedom, rushing towards Xu Yichen. attack.
　　 It's a pity that Xu Yichen's knowledge of these bugs has surpassed his knowledge of steaks. It is somewhat inaccurate to use Pao Ding Jie Niu to describe the slaughter that occurred on the platform.
　　 No insect can get close to Xu Yichen's half-meter range. On this less than 8,000 square meter platform, there are more than 5,000 insects crowded, but this is meaningless.
Xu Yichen knows the fastest reaction speed of each insect, and can counterattack leisurely, dodge, and stroll around the insect swarm to find the safest position and the most comfortable starting angle according to the different attack speed and size of different insects. , Create the greatest damage.
　　 Here, the number of insects’ strongest weapons has become their biggest weakness.
Sima Qing was taken aback by the sudden riots. Over this period of time, he has become accustomed to these worms being continuously slaughtered by Xu Yichen like models. Now, when these worms moved, he realized for the first time that this ethnic group had What a powerful opponent for humans.
　　 "These witch kings are all lunatics. I hope that this kind of thing will not happen in reality. We have enough trouble." Sima Qing sighed while recording the scene before him.
As the number of Zerg individuals on the metal platform decreases, the zerg nest owners who are suppressed at the bottom of Isengard continue to set off rounds of storms in the sea of ​​psychic energy, and the harsh psychic screams even make Isengard’s The staff all had symptoms of dizziness, tinnitus and bleeding from the seven orifices.
　　 But Saruman, the Witch King, didn't notice, sitting on his huge chair with his staff in both hands, watching Xu Yichen's deworming performance with great interest.
　　 When the efficiency of the art of killing has reached its limit, and it has been maintained at this limit, it is more like an art.
Every step taken, every start, every turn of NuoTeng, is the optimal solution obtained through careful calculation. Although many times this choice has become subconscious feedback of muscles and nerves, but this is empirical science. The charm lies.
　　 warriors can see the extreme charm of skills, and the witch kings taste the crystallization of mathematics and wisdom in it.
When Xu Yichen completed the last rotation, the [War Disaster] was just right when the sword was retracted into the sheath, so that the continuously rotating blade passed through the nerve core of the last samurai insect, looking like the samurai insect took the initiative to meet It's the same as committing suicide.
　　 When its huge body fell, it was also the time when the [War Disaster] was returned to the sheath.
If you have good spatial memory skills, you will find that when Xu Yichen stands firm, his feet stand exactly where he stood when the swarms of insects broke out. After an hour and eight minutes of killing , Xu Yichen perfectly returned to the position where he started with the hand.
　　 bang, bang, bang, bang...
　　 Witch King Saruman applauded: "A wonderful performance, this is the idea I have been trying to instill in other extraordinary people~EbookFREE.me~ It is a pity that they will never understand the mystery of this."
Celestine also applauded. She witnessed all of this and brought herself in, only to find that she couldn't last three minutes at all, her attributes couldn't keep up, and her brain couldn't reach Xu Yichen. That kind of calculation.
　　 This is not just a difference in strength, Xu Yichen has already begun to assume the power of a legendary powerhouse.
　　 Sima Qing was already unconscious on the ground at this time. Except for a few Witch Kings, Xu Yichen, and Celestine, all the intelligent creatures in Isengard had fallen into a coma at this time.
　　 The long-term psychic scream of the nest owner caused serious mental damage to these non-psychic sensitive people.
　　 Outside the city of Isengard, a large number of insect swarms are rolling in, packing the city that has been under siege all the year round more tightly.
The Swarm is launching a fierce attack on the city, but its guards are unable to respond. Only the magic equipment that automatically responds to the Swarm is launching a counterattack against the Swarm, and countless combinations of spells fall like rain. In the swarm, it can only cause negligible damage. The swarms that have been fighting against the Witch King for a long time have evolved extra magic resistance, but they have hidden this fact so deeply before that, even the witch The kings have not found any magic resistance type individual.
　　 And now, these alienated swarms are flocking to Isengard under the mad call of the nest owner.
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