Vol 2 Chapter 539: Almost dead. . .

Xu Yichen seemed to have seen the first half of his life, passing fast in front of his eyes, and at the end of the road, a door emitting light was clear and identifiable.
On the door leaf of the gate, a line of conspicuous words flashed red, as if taunting the player: "You are dead."
Xu Yichen felt that this part of the game was probably written by the programmers on the earth themselves, and was not disturbed by the system. It was full of the evil taste of the earth fellow.
He didn't expect that he would be directly smashed into the resurrection interface in front of the spell comparable to Tianwei.
The mission just failed? The demon hunter clenched his fists and looked left and right unwillingly. Everything he saw with his naked eyes was nothingness and darkness.
Only the blood-red font, as the only light source, exudes a light of mockery.
In the ear of the demon hunter, there seemed to be Ruoyouruowu's voice persuading him to cross that door.
Do not!
Xu Yichen shook his head stubbornly, his mission has not been completed yet, he can't just die like this!
Maybe he is powerless to refuse death, but he can wait, he has always been a patient man.
The demon hunter subconsciously touched his weapon, but his arm grabbed a blank. He smiled helplessly, sat on the ground, facing the door, motionless.
The black-robed mage Victor strode towards the direction of the black-clad warrior, and wherever he passed, the paladin's corpses were turned into charcoal.
The entire Faraday cage was filled with the weird smell mixed with burnt smell and the smell of grilled meat. Fortunately, Victor had already eliminated his original respiratory system and replaced it with magic and machinery to protect his fragile respiratory tract.
Nangong Yujun was also severely injured in the previous battle, and the energy channels laid on the magic pattern armor with a large amount of mithril melted in the previous attack.
The instantaneous energy value of that lightning completely exceeded the maximum limit that the armor can resist. Fortunately, [Sura Warrior], a profession that integrates the characteristics of the Song Empire and the South Asian continent, has a very high resilience in itself, at the cost of half-use of the magic pattern armor Next, finally saved his life.
The black armored warrior wanted to move his limbs a bit, but found that he couldn't do it at all. He lost the armor assisted by magic power, and the weight was amazing.
Nangong Yujun, who is in good condition, naturally won't have a problem, but right now, he can't even feel his fingers, and his limbs are even weaker.
The black armored warrior turned his gaze to the demon hunter next to him. For the soldiers of New China, the political commissar on the battlefield represented a miracle and was invincible.
But he was disappointed. Xu Yichen lay less than two meters away from him, face down on the ground, unable to see the injury, but short black hair was steaming.
The palm of the hand holding the weapon and the hilt almost melted into a ball, and the fingers could not be separated.
But inside this body, the blessing from Nurgle is still tirelessly repairing the eight mature internal organs and body.
The whispers in Xu Yichen's ear became more and more intense. If the whispered before, the roar of the stormy sea was already in his ear.
Cross that door and follow the rules of the game!
Cross that door!
Step over that...
The demon hunter hit his ear with the palm of his hand, and the exquisite force directly pierced the eardrum, and the whole world immediately became clean.
However, the pain from the body began to interfere with Xu Yichen's will.
As if replaying the scene before death, the invisible lightning penetrated the body of the demon hunter, but this time, his consciousness had nowhere to go and could only be imprisoned here.
There is a play!
The physical pain could not obliterate the joy in Xu Yichen's heart. He could feel a trace of weak power slowly repairing his body.
Pain, can never knock down a real soldier, those who can't kill me will eventually make me stronger.
There were no paladins, Chaos, or other messy people in the eyes of the black-robed wizard, only the sealed box bound by the metal chain was left in his eyes.
"My baby, look at what these sad mortals have done to you. They don't understand your beauty at all." Victor looked at this strange thing that had been lost after many years, with emotion.
For this thing, he gave up most of his property and status, and gave up the knowledge and expertise of countless wizard councils.
He paid too much, but before he really achieved results, someone stole the treasure.
He once suspected that this was the punishment of the Witch Kings, and carefully hid, until half a year later, he dared to show up.
As a result, he discovered that it was nothing more than a group of adventurers who were curious about Mage Tower, and Victor's fragile heart was almost stopped beating by himself.
Fortunately, after waiting for so long, today this baby has finally returned to his hands!
The mage's arm stretched out trembling to the metal box around the waist of the black armored warrior~EbookFREE.me~The iron chain that bound the metal box, loosened it by itself like a snake, and crawled to the side.
The metal box of the Sealer [Machine Heart] floated out of thin air and slowly fell into the hands of the wizard.
"Hahahaha!" Victor's mechanically strengthened hearing heard the weak heartbeat of the black armored warrior, but he was so happy that he didn't bother to care.
The metal parts originally tied to the mage's legs flew out, arranged and combined in the air, and turned into a floating disc. The mage turned and stepped onto the disc.
The special attributes of [Mechanical Heart] prevent it from being placed in space equipment. Victor's only idea now is to put his treasure back in the mage tower and protect it with countless secret traps and golems!
He has wasted so many years and must hurry up to study the secrets in [Machine Heart].
Faraday's cage also melted in the mage's laughter, and finally turned into a palm-sized hollow metal ball, chasing the mage's pace and drifting over.
At this moment, the demon hunter who had been lying on the ground slowly raised his head, half of his face in contact with the ground was still bloody, but the other half of his face had recovered.
With one eye, Xu Yichen saw that the black-robed wizard with a metal box in one hand and a staff in the other was rising higher and higher on the Frisbee.
The black armored warrior saw the demon hunter who raised his head and gave a thumbs up silently. There was only so much he could do.
Seeing Xu Yichen nodded affirmatively, Nangong Yujun finally breathed a sigh of relief and fainted.
The barefoot demon hunter made no sound, holding the [not so incomplete pendant], and muttering silently: "Flash!"
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