Chapter 2940: The Never Returning Morning (15)

2940-Fifteen
Seeing the wonderful things happening in front of him, Albert should have been shocked.
But after years of fighting, he finally developed the habit of acting first before his brain started. He hadn't figured out what was going on, he knew to avoid this wave of attacks first. And he has long left his hand, there are several anchor points attached to the steel ball shot just hit. Before the enemy's blade hit him, he had swapped positions with one of the steel ball shots and teleported to Kliprip!
Close together, Albert also saw the structure of the weapon master's arm.
That's right, Kliprip is known as a weapon master not only because he can skillfully use all kinds of weapons, but because he has already transformed his body into a weapon.
The arm was covered with implants and countless sub-space pockets. The structure on that arm only worked when Kliprip was using partial madness, releasing the weapon hidden inside. Thousands of sword blades poured out of his ragged arm, making his arm look like a hedgehog!
The orc's body is strong enough to tolerate huge surgical pain, and various implants are added to his body. But few orcs will do this, not because they are afraid of pain, but because the orc culture cannot accept this kind of unnatural transformation surgery from the glorious region.
Many orcs believe that the orcs should be orcs, maintain the beast-like appearance of the sub-ethnic species, and symbiosis with nature, and eventually die in a form that makes them proud.
With the help of human technology, Kiliripov, who transformed his body into such a shape, has long been an alien among the orcs.
Boom! The lunar steel machete in Albert's hand cut through and tried to cut off Kliprip's huge arm. But the arms covered with blades were not only thick and huge, but also very hard. Those blades are not ordinary iron, all are swords with powerful enchants, and the Luna Steel scimitar will be able to bounce on that kind of thing!
Albert was unable to succeed with a blow, and the other party's huge arm had swept in. Weapon master Kliprip does not need to brandish a weapon to attack, his entire arm is a weapon!
Albert slammed his wings and quickly retreated, trying to avoid the opponent's arm rush. But Kliprip's arm spun in an extremely weird posture, and the blades on it flew out in all directions, and sprinkled on Albert like a raindrop!
Because of the large number of blades, and the indiscriminate spilling to every place around, Albert can not block the normal block, even if you use the teleport to avoid it, it is still in danger of being hit, so he uses the round part. Six arms were instantly transformed, and with his own arm, he wielded double knives, slashing everything around quickly.
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Kliprip was also waiting for this moment. He pinched the moment when Albert fell to the ground and kicked a blade from the ground, pointing directly at the face of the young tiger. Albert, who had just landed, could only twist his waist sharply to avoid the blow. The blade brushed over his cheek, leaving a mouth.
The moment Albert evaded the blow and caused stiffness, Kliprip also flew over and punched out. He used partial madness in both hands, and more blades poured out of that arm! He waved those two huge arms covered with swords and hedgehogs, and slammed into Albert.
It seemed that the mountain of swords fell from the sky, ruthlessly crushed! The surroundings are covered with blades, making it extremely difficult to dodge. Folded tiger youth has nowhere to escape!
... but not so!
Albert was shot at the fastest speed, and the large-diameter steel ball shot was distributed in a fan shape, and it was scattered toward the air diagonally upward in front. Then Albert disappeared and the tiger disappeared. He used teleport to escape Kriprip's attack!
Boom! That shot down to the ground, almost collapsed the tower floor! In fact, there are cracks in the surrounding floors, and the ground is already about to shatter and crumbling! If it weren't for the guardian's tower, which was made strong enough and protected by heavy steel bars under the ground, the concrete and marble paved ground might have shattered long ago!
"Where ?!" Kliplipov hit the air, and immediately swept the backhand, throwing out the blade on his left arm.
But the swords hit nothing, but disappeared out of thin air.
Albert's figure was completely gone. While using teleport, he also activated [Shen Yin] to completely hide his existence (Kama) from the world.
Kliripov's chest had an extra blood on his chest, something pierced from the front and pierced from the back. He could not have felt it, but the blow was detected by him within half a second, because Albert's posture had reappeared ... just under his belly!
"Um ...!" The weapon master spit blood. Enduring the pain of his chest being penetrated by the Luna Steel machete, he used his whole body to mad, and the whole tiger became a giant! More blades came out of him, and his whole body was covered with spike-like swords, which can be said to be a real steel hedgehog! In this situation, even if he is not invulnerable, he can at least defend most of the world's attacks, and the resistance to fighting is similar to that of dragons wearing dragon scales!
However, it is too late to do so.
Sizzle!
Light flashed.
Thunderbolt resin was applied to the Luna steel scimitar, and he did not hesitate to work, and applied several thick layers.
At the same time of hitting, the magic power of rosin was excited and discharged in one breath! And it releases a strong current in Kriprip's body!
Regardless of how the body exercises, and how to equip the implants for strengthening, the inside of a person is still fragile. The chest was punctured deadly, and the Luna steel scimitar remained in Kliprip. It was an irreparable defeat. When he wrapped his whole body with a metal blade, but ignored the lunar steel scimitar with thunder and lightning inside him, Kliripov's fate was already doomed.
The violent current flowed through him, directly and fiercely, stimulating his heart and lungs. The functions of these two organs stopped instantly under electric shock and were completely destroyed by the current!
The whole body's madness was lifted, and Klipripov, who was spitting foam, fell down with blue smoke and lost his resistance.
Albert stepped forward, and several swords cut off the arms of the weapon master Kliprip.
"Ask you two things." He said, "Are you a real Kliripov, or his replicator? And, will a real Klilibov, would agree to this crazy implant surgery?"
"Hahahaha ..." The dying tiger man lying on the ground chuckled and said, "I can do anything to pursue power. Whether it is heretics or not, how many side effects it brings."
"But the so-called power you pursue is just a mess of your body. And you can't win me in the end."
"Even so ..." he whispered, "I can beat Sotness to such a degree, I have no regrets in this life."
"Mad." Albert commented.
"Maybe." The other party did not argue with Albert, but he was almost dying anyway: "Actually ... everyone knows. Even if there is no explicit ... everyone in the Warcraft Hunter ... knows that they are only sacrifices. "
"... why?"
"Every year the [Great Hunting Festival] ... It ’s not just Warcraft but also those of us who are sacrificed. Countless hunters die, countless Warcraft die, everyone dies in fierce battle and pain. And the abyss ... just harvest . "
"What benefits does this have for them?"
"God knows? Maybe ... they just ... watched our pain and took pleasure in it?" Weapon master Kliprip said self-deprecatingly: "They are ... higher beings. In their eyes, we may not even be as good as ants. You must have done this when you were a kid? Pour boiling water into the ant den ... Watching the ants are scalded by the boiling water and running in a panic ... "
"I've never done it, don't confuse me with you." Albert hummed.
"It's okay ..." Tiger's voice became weaker and weaker: "Do it ... nothing to say."
"Goodbye, Master of Weapons." Albert lifted his sword and cut off Klipripov's head.
Are we just ants?
Maybe it really is. Albert shook his head. He remembered something he had done when he was a child. He didn't do it by pouring boiling water into the ant's den; but he did, because the moths in Xia Ye were so annoying that they lit candles to put them out.
He looked at the moth that was burnt to death after the fire, and he used to be a child, and he laughed cruelly.
The guys in the abyss are watching all this from afar, and looking at the souls who died in the big hunting sacrifice, have they ever smiled the same cruelly?
A higher being can be so indifferent to the lower being under their feet because they think they are higher and think they are the spirit of all things, the center of the universe.
But who can prove that there is no higher existence than the abyss, and now it is watching those guys in the abyss ignoring their lives and smirking?
Albert tried to put aside those cranky thoughts, packed up his mood and continued on the road.
The ground is full of exquisitely crafted blades, these are actually collections of weapon master Kliprip. More elaborate collections are hidden in Klipripov's arms, but there is no way to take them out now. Albert thought it was a waste to just throw all his weapons on the road. He thought about it and made the white tiger of the Holy Spirit create an air.
Seeing the wonderful things happening in front of him, Albert should have been shocked.
But after years of fighting, he finally developed the habit of acting first before his brain started. He hadn't figured out what was going on, he knew to avoid this wave of attacks first. And he has long left his hand, there are several anchor points attached to the steel ball shot just hit. Before the enemy's blade hit him, he had swapped positions with one of the steel ball shots and teleported to Kliprip!
Close together, Albert also saw the structure of the weapon master's arm.
That's right, Kliprip is known as a weapon master not only because he can skillfully use all kinds of weapons, but because he has already transformed his body into a weapon.
The arm was covered with implants and countless sub-space pockets. The structure on that arm only worked when Kliprip was using partial madness, releasing the weapon hidden inside. Thousands of sword blades poured out of his ragged arm, making his arm look like a hedgehog!
The orc's body is strong enough to tolerate huge surgical pain, and various implants are added to his body. But few orcs will do this, not because they are afraid of pain, but because the orc culture cannot accept this kind of unnatural transformation surgery from the glorious region.
Many orcs believe that the orcs should be orcs, maintain the beast-like appearance of the sub-ethnic species, and symbiosis with nature, and eventually die in a form that makes them proud.
With the help of human technology, Kiliripov, who transformed his body into such a shape, has long been an alien among the orcs.
Boom! The lunar steel machete in Albert's hand cut through and tried to cut off Kliprip's huge arm. But the arms covered with blades were not only thick and huge, but also very hard. Those blades are not ordinary iron, all are swords with powerful enchants, and the Luna Steel scimitar will be able to bounce on that kind of thing!
Albert was unable to succeed with a blow, and the other party's huge arm had swept in. Weapon master Kliprip does not need to brandish a weapon to attack, his entire arm is a weapon!
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Albert slammed his wings and quickly retreated, trying to avoid the opponent's arm rush. But Kliprip's arm spun in an extremely weird posture, and the blades on it flew out in all directions, and sprinkled on Albert like a raindrop!
Because of the large number of blades, and the indiscriminate spilling to every place around, Albert can not block the normal block, even if you use the teleport to avoid it, it is still in danger of being hit, so he uses the round part. Six arms were instantly transformed, and with his own arm, he wielded double knives, slashing everything around quickly.
Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Dang Ding Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Ding Dang Ding Dang Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding DingDong Ding (D). The continuous sharp knife hacked off most of the blades, protecting the safety of Albert's body. Occasionally, some edges of the blade passed across his arms and thighs and calves, causing only skin trauma, not serious! Instead, his wings were hit by weapons and broke off, and he lost his ability to fly!
Kliprip was also waiting for this moment. He pinched the moment when Albert fell to the ground and kicked a blade from the ground, pointing directly at the face of the young tiger. Albert, who had just landed, could only twist his waist sharply to avoid the blow. The blade brushed over his cheek, leaving a mouth.
The moment Albert evaded the blow and caused stiffness, Kliprip also flew over and punched out. He used partial madness in both hands, and more blades poured out of that arm! He waved those two huge arms covered with swords and hedgehogs, and slammed into Albert.
It seemed that the mountain of swords fell from the sky, ruthlessly crushed! The surroundings are covered with blades, making it extremely difficult to dodge. Folded tiger youth has nowhere to escape!
... but not so!
Albert was shot at the fastest speed, and the large-diameter steel ball shot was distributed in a fan shape, and it was scattered toward the air diagonally upward in front. Then Albert disappeared and the tiger disappeared. He used teleport to escape Kriprip's attack!
Boom! That shot down to the ground, almost collapsed the tower floor! In fact, there are cracks in the surrounding floors, and the ground is already about to shatter and crumbling! If it weren't for the guardian's tower, which was made strong enough and protected by heavy steel bars under the ground, the concrete and marble paved ground might have shattered long ago!
"Where ?!" Kliplipov hit the air, and immediately swept the backhand, throwing out the blade on his left arm.
But the swords hit nothing, but disappeared out of thin air.
Albert's figure was completely gone. While using teleport, he also activated [Shen Yin] to completely hide his existence (Kama) from the world.
Kliripov's chest had an extra blood on his chest, something pierced from the front and pierced from the back. He could not have felt it, but the blow was detected by him within half a second, because Albert's posture had reappeared ... just under his belly!
"Um ...!" The weapon master spit blood. Enduring the pain of his chest being penetrated by the Luna Steel machete, he used his whole body to mad, and the whole tiger became a giant! More blades came out of him, and his whole body was covered with spike-like swords, which can be said to be a real steel hedgehog! In this situation, even if he is not invulnerable, he can at least defend most of the world's attacks, and the resistance to fighting is similar to that of dragons wearing dragon scales!
However, it is too late to do so.
Sizzle!
Light flashed.
Thunderbolt resin was applied to the Luna steel scimitar, and he did not hesitate to work, and applied several thick layers.
At the same time of hitting, the magic power of rosin was excited and discharged in one breath! And it releases a strong current in Kriprip's body!
Regardless of how the body exercises, and how to equip the implants for strengthening, the inside of a person is still fragile. The chest was punctured deadly, and the Luna steel scimitar remained in Kliprip. It was an irreparable defeat. When he wrapped his whole body with a metal blade, but ignored the lunar steel scimitar with thunder and lightning inside him, Kliripov's fate was already doomed.
The violent current flowed through him, directly and fiercely, stimulating his heart and lungs. The functions of these two organs stopped instantly under electric shock and were completely destroyed by the current!
The whole body's madness was lifted, and Klipripov, who was spitting foam, fell down with blue smoke and lost his resistance.
Albert stepped forward, and several swords cut off the arms of the weapon master Kliprip.
"Ask you two things." He said, "Are you a real Kliripov, or his replicator? And, will a real Klilibov, would agree to this crazy implant surgery?"
"Hahahaha ..." The dying tiger man lying on the ground chuckled and said, "I can do anything to pursue power. Whether it is heretics or not, how many side effects it brings."
"But the so-called power you pursue is just a mess of your body. And you can't win me in the end."
"Even so ..." he whispered, "I can beat Sotness to such a degree, I have no regrets in this life."
"Mad." Albert commented.
"Maybe." The other party did not argue with Albert, but he was almost dying anyway: "Actually ... everyone knows. Even if there is no explicit ... everyone in the Warcraft Hunter ... knows that they are only sacrifices. "
"... why?"
"Every year the [Great Hunting Festival] ... It ’s not just Warcraft but also those of us who are sacrificed. Countless hunters die, countless Warcraft die, everyone dies in fierce battle and pain. And the abyss ... just harvest . "
"What benefits does this have for them?"
"God knows? Maybe ... they just ... watched our pain and took pleasure in it?" Weapon master Kliprip said self-deprecatingly: "They are ... higher beings. In their eyes, we may not even be as good as ants. You must have done this when you were a kid? Pour boiling water into the ant den ... Watching the ants are scalded by the boiling water and running in a panic ... "
"I've never done it, don't confuse me with you." Albert hummed.
"It's okay ..." Tiger's voice became weaker and weaker: "Do it ... nothing to say."
"Goodbye, Master of Weapons." Albert lifted his sword and cut off Klipripov's head.
Are we just ants?
Maybe it really is. Albert shook his head. He remembered something he had done when he was a child. He didn't do it by pouring boiling water into the ant's den; but he did, because the moths in Xia Ye were so annoying that they lit candles to put them out.
He looked at the moth that was burnt to death after the fire, and he used to be a child, and he laughed cruelly.
The guys in the abyss are watching all this from afar, and looking at the souls who died in the big hunting sacrifice, have they ever smiled the same cruelly?
A higher being can be so indifferent to the lower being under their feet because they think they are higher and think they are the spirit of all things, the center of the universe.
But who can prove that there is no higher existence than the abyss, and now it is watching those guys in the abyss ignoring their lives and smirking?
Albert tried to put aside those cranky thoughts, packed up his mood and continued on the road.
The ground is full of exquisitely crafted blades, these are actually collections of weapon master Kliprip. More elaborate collections are hidden in Klipripov's arms, but there is no way to take them out now. Albert felt that it was a waste to just throw all his weapons on the road. He thought about it and made the Holy Spirit White Tiger create a subspace, and stuffed all the weapons it could scrape into the subspace. Probably stuffed with hundreds of blades and filled the subspace, Albert left with satisfaction and walked to the upper level of the tower.
"Unexpectedly," on the other floor, the replicator of Demolition Master [Dadera the Destroyer] is waiting for Albert: "Klilipov tried his best and only caused you a little skin injury Is that all. "
"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm too strong." Albert replied, looking at the white elephant in front of him. He had interacted with Dedara before, but now he meets Dedara again. The atmosphere of this white elephant who is not burly (for elephants) is completely different.
"You ... when did you replace Dedara?" The young tiger asked.
"Is this question important?" Bai Xiangren asked.
"Important. I have some affinity with Master Demolition (Kama), at least let me mourn him ... the last person I know."
"Then he is very lucky, he was still himself on the day he fiddled with your iron ride." Dedara's copyist said: "You did know the real him. Are you satisfied now?"
"How did he die?" Albert again asked: "Did you be attacked and killed by someone of your power and killed? Or was you tortured after being taken away and finally lost your life?"
"The former. Because it is so toxic and has a rapid onset, there is no pain." Dudala's copyist replied: "It's easy to transplant his memory. I even clearly remember the despair he felt before he died. .Although I know that I am not him. "
"Understood." Albert nodded and raised his swords: "Come on, please, Dedara. I will kill the killer without hesitation, a copy of you!"
"As you wish!" Replied the master of the blasting master [Dadera the Destroyer] and raised his exclusive weapon, a huge cigarette rod.
In the meantime, stuff all the weapons that can be scraped into the subspace. Probably stuffed with hundreds of blades and filled the subspace, Albert left with satisfaction and walked to the upper level of the tower.
"Unexpectedly," on the other floor, the replicator of Demolition Master [Dadera the Destroyer] is waiting for Albert: "Klilipov tried his best and only caused you a little skin trauma Is that all. "
"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm too strong." Albert replied, looking at the white elephant in front of him. He had interacted with Dedara before, but now he meets Dedara again. The atmosphere of this white elephant who is not burly (for elephants) is completely different.
"You ... when did you replace Dedara?" The young tiger asked.
"Is this question important?" Bai Xiangren asked.
"Important. I have some affinity with Master Demolition (Kama), at least let me mourn him ... the last person I know."
"Then he is very lucky, he was still himself on the day he fiddled with your iron ride." Dedara's copyist said: "You did know the real him. Are you satisfied now?"
"How did he die?" Albert again asked: "Did you be attacked and killed by someone of your power and killed? Or was you tortured after being taken away and finally lost your life?"
"The former. Because it is so toxic and has a rapid onset, there is no pain." Dudala's copyist replied: "It's easy to transplant his memory. I even clearly remember the despair he felt before he died. .Although I know that I am not him. "
"Understood." Albert nodded and raised his swords: "Come on, please, Dedara. I will kill the killer without hesitation, a copy of you!"
"As you wish!" Replied the master of the blasting master [Dadera the Destroyer] and raised his exclusive weapon, a huge cigarette rod.