Chapter 831: Bloodblade VS Arcanist

When the news of the "War of Heaven" All-Star Invitational was heard, the heart of the Arcanist was collapsed.
He is very clear that with the main tone of this game, the map of the invitational tournament will definitely choose modern warfare or future warfare. The type of ancient warfare that he is good at is completely impossible to become a map of the game.
Although he is also a popular anchor, he can only show his talents in ancient maps. When he arrives at a modern map, he will be exposed and can only be slammed.
However, the Arcan Master is also very clear that this kind of competition may become a popular "popular king". If you can win the invitational tournament, you will definitely become famous, and your income can be directly turned over. A few times!
After receiving an invitation from Pulse Entertainment, he decisively tried to arrange a few modern maps, all ending in a miserable defeat.
As for the reason for the defeat, it is not so much unskilled, it is better to say that it is "conformity."
As a history game enthusiast, the Arcane Masters will join the game just to experience the ancient war. He has no interest in the modern war of guns and bullets.
For this reason, every time he enters the modern map, there will be a subtle egg pain, not only the reaction speed becomes slow, but even the basic operation will go wrong.
After realizing that he could not survive the modern map, the Arcane Master did not choose to give up, but changed his mind.
- If you can get powerful skills or equipment from ancient maps for modern maps, you may have a battle.
Then, the Arcanist changed the strategy decisively and began to look for powerful skills and equipment in the ancient map to prepare for the upcoming game.
In order to remain concealed, he did not start the live broadcast as usual during the days before the start of the game.
The Arcan Master took the last minute and took almost all the ancient maps. When he had already begun to play with confusion, he finally found himself in the map named "Ice Valley Savia". What you need.
......
"Even if you are cruel, it is nothing more than human beings. When humans come into contact with the gates of hell, the body will melt completely..."
The whisper with its echo sounded again, and the blade was locked to the dark red door at the top of the stairs. It was not angry: "Can you not talk nonsense?"
Now, of course, she also understands what skills or special equipment the "Arborist" is definitely using. But what is most irritating to her is the constant provocation of the other party.
She likes cruel and fierce battles, not meaningless mouth guns. In the eyes of the blood, if you have this skill, you will not leave so much time on the other side.
During the conversation, she had stood in front of the spurred door and was about to reach out to the doorknob, but suddenly she shrank back like an electric shock.
- Your right hand is melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the gaze of the blade, the skin on the back of her hand began to disappear, revealing the scarlet muscles, and the muscles were also turned into blood, and the pale bones hidden underneath began to be exposed to the air.
At the same time, there is a strong pain. The painful isolation technique that comes with it seems to be ineffective. It can't be cut off even if it is weakened to one-third, it is still a terrible pain.
"what……"
The blood blade squinted and looked at the right hand that was turning into a white bone. He tried to move the knuckles and found that he could move.
How is this going?
The murderer didn't say anything. He held the doorknob with his right hand in pain. He only heard a snoring sound. Her phalanx lost its support and broke.
"You just let me open the door? Idiot."
The blood blade looked down at his abandoned right hand and the left hand who also began to change: "Let me die outside the door, is that you want to see?"
"Do not……"
The whisper of the haze rang again and sneered: "You won't die there, you will only lose your arms."
The words of the other party are as good as ever. With an unbearable pain, the arms are turned into the broken bones. In the case of losing your hands, you can't even open your backpack.
The murderer who lost his arms stood motionless at the door at the end of the stairs, staring at the spurs on the door.
"And then what are you going to do? Idiot."
Even if it seems to be in a desperate situation, the expression on the face of the blood blade has once again returned to calm, revealing the usual cruel smile: "I guess, you are so expensive, because you can't kill me directly?"
The Arcanist did not answer.
"Your stupid skill is probably through psychological cues to make the enemy think that he is hurt, and then become weak." Blood blade licking sharp teeth, shaking the remaining bones on the arm: "So you need to say by Those words to induce me, if I don't say anything, nothing will happen to me. Is that right?"
The other party still has no voice.
"I don't care how you do things with your senses, but I am sorry, psychologically suggesting that this kind of thing is only effective for those timid idiots. Just because I didn't know the situation, I will be your way." Snoring snorted.
With her hoarse words, the arms that had been turned into bones began to grow bleeding again, and even the clothes that had been eroded together were restored. And the "Hell's Gate" in front of her, the bone spurs and bloodstains on it disappeared and became ordinary wooden doors.
"What tricks do you have?" The blade bent down and picked up the pistol that had just been thrown away from the foot. The shiny gun body looked like a new product, completely without the rust marks in the "nightmare".
"Ha ha……"
Even if the scene in front of the scene returned to normal, the devil's whisper did not disappear. After the laughter of the echoeer's own echo, the door in front of the blood blade suddenly recovered the appearance of the door of hell:
"Do you think this is just a 'psychological suggestion'? Pity. The ceremony to summon the devil has been successful, and you... will be a new sacrifice!"
The voice did not fall, the wall around the blood blade suddenly burst a lot of arms, dozens of bodies without skin struggled and climbed out of the wall.
The weapons held in the hands of these monsters are made of human bones. At this point, they are using the circular eyeball and blood blade hanging in the eyelids to completely obstruct the murderer's way and retreat.
"Hah, play this set..."
In the face of the skinless monster, the blood blade suddenly smiled, but instead put down the weapon in his hand and greeted him without any precautions.
The third should be in the early hours of the morning... sleep.