Gamers Are Fierce

Boom!

The ground shattered, the walls cracked, and the dome shook.

The blazing sword, which stretched for hundreds of meters, illuminated the dim underground space like a torch. Wherever it passed, the metal melted like hot wax.

The number 39 printed on the wall also dissolved and peeled off.

Michael, covered in bright silver armor, is suspended in mid-air, with a halo above his head and pure white wings on his back.

It's like... no, it's a real angel, wielding a flaming sword to wipe out the enemies in front of him.

And his opponent...

side of truth,

The president of the Alliance of Demonic Scientists, who wears a yellow coat and whose face is shrouded in the shadow of a hood, is stepping on a carnivorous creeper made of astral matter (ordinary creepers are seemingly sluggish carnivorous plants with plant tentacles all over their bodies) ,

There are crystal shields floating around me,

Use psychic powers to control the ectoplasmic creeping monster to overcome the instinct of fear of flames, extend its tentacles, and restrain the angel's flaming sword.

Hohenheim,

The bell tower mage was wearing a brown trench coat, with a pen in his breast pocket and a heavy book in his hand. He looked like a very ordinary university professor.

The only difference is that light spots like sand and dust are constantly leaking out from the gaps in the paper of the book in his hand.

If there are players who are proficient in exotic writing skills present, they will definitely be able to recognize the book and title on the cover.

The Book of Sand.

Kadeesheshdd...

The unstoppable flaming sword struck diagonally,

Dozens of invisible barriers in front of Hohenheim broke instantly. He had to stop chanting the incantation and close the Book of Sand.

The body blended into the ground and reappeared at another location hundreds of meters away.

Sudden——

Two afterimages flew through the air, one on the left and one on the right, heading towards Michael in the sky.

However, Michael just flapped his wings, and then generated strong repulsive force out of thin air, knocking back the two afterimages and sending them flying, leaving long traces on the ground.

The figure put its hands on the ground to stop its retreat. It was the loss of control and Taihao.

In the small 39th floor, four of the top five in personal combat power appeared. Counting Taihao, the top combat power in the entire killing field game was gathered here.

And looking at the battle situation, the four of them, Taihao, Hohenheim, and Side of Truth, still besieged Michael...

Of course, it is not accurate to call it a siege. The four of them are also wary of each other.

Majoring in the side of truth in the Department of Psychic Creation, he constantly releases invisible and immaterial spiritual tentacles, extending to the surroundings.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he invaded the area where the other three people were;

Every time Hohenheim escapes to the ground, he appears in a different location, as far away from other people as possible.

Various locations are faintly connected into lines, forming a group, covering the entire area;

Ah--

Out of Control slowly stood up from the ground, exhaled a ball of gas with dense electric light, twisted his neck, and made a crunching sound.

Ahem!

Taihao coughed and dusted himself off, then looked up into the air.

Michael was wielding the flaming sword at will, cutting off the limbs of the giant ectoplasm creeping monster vines like chopping melons and vegetables.

Taihao let out a long sigh and said to Zhu Zhi: We can't go on like this, her spiritual power will almost never be used up.

The other two people have been working hard and are wary of us.

It's still a long time.

Out of Control moved his wrist expressionlessly and said, I can always drag her to death.

The other two don't think so.

Taihao smiled bitterly and said: Forget it, I'll do it.

He took a deep breath, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and murmured: It's a sleepy year, when the fog rises and the water comes out...

A clear spring quietly appeared in Taihao's palm. The spring water evaporated rapidly and turned into dense gas, wrapping around his arm like a gas dragon.

Sleepy Dun, sleepy, confused; Dun, chaotic. It is said that all Yang Qi is chaotic, and all things are like teeth.

It is another name for the twelve sons.

The son is here, and all things sprout under the active Yang Qi.

The taiyin is in Chou, its name is Chifenruo, the star of the year is Shiwei, Ji...

The dense air dragon grew when it saw the wind, rising slowly as Taihao murmured, filling the air.

Chifenruo is born from the Qingming wind.

Another name for the twelve “ugly” branches

Ugly, Niuye, Yang Qi is rising but not falling.

Sheti failed, Meng Zou had no discipline...

The air dragon evolved rapidly and gradually evolved into the sun, moon and stars, mountains and oceans, birds and beasts, farm palaces, traffickers and pawns...

Sheti, the twenty-eight constellations are high.

It is another name for the twelve branches Yin.

Yin is moved, and all things are born from Yinran.

Taihao's power system is called Ten Stems and Twelve Branches, which corresponds to the ten stems of Yanfeng, Zhanmeng, Rouzhao, Qiangyu, Zhuyong, Tuwei, Shangzhang, Chongguang, Xuanxuan and Zhaoyang.

As well as the twelve earthly branches of Kundun, Chifenruo, Shetige, Shanlan, Zhixu, Dahuangluo, Dunzang, Xiexie, Hutan, Zuowei, Yimao and Dayuanxian (the twelve earthly branches were later simplified to Zi Chou Yin Mao, etc.).

There are a total of twenty-two levels and twenty-two kinds of spells.

It contains the principles of yin and yang, the five elements, the time sequence of the sun and the moon, and the cycle of life and death of all things.

At this time, Taihao only used three branches: Kundun, Chifenruo, and Shetige.

Summons a sea of ​​clouds that simulates the sun, moon and stars, and drops nectar,

The underground space that had been burned unbearably hot by Michael with his flaming sword began to cool down rapidly.

The metal stopped melting, the ground stopped cracking, and the dome stopped shaking.

Hohenheim's expression did not change, and the stardust escaping from the Book of Sand in his hand seemed to be stagnant in the air, frozen.

Stepping on the side of truth on the carnivorous creeping monster, the speed of movement suddenly slowed down, as if stepping into a semi-solid gel.

Of course, this is not the strength of Taihao alone - he lost control of his left hand and turned into a fist, and a huge metal shield appeared in the palm, blocking him and Taihao.

His right hand rested on Taihao's shoulder, providing the latter with a steady stream of spiritual power.

With the two people working together, Taihao quickly finished reciting the three earthly branches of Shanlan, Zhixu, and Dahuangluo.

The dense clouds and mist grew luxuriantly, expanded, and filled the entire underground space.

The sweet rain and dew falling from the clouds poured on the flaming sword in Michael's hand, which actually made the flames that seemed to burn forever lighten a few points, and were no longer as aggressive as before.

Taihao's face quickly turned pale and bloodless, and he said harshly: All things are luxuriant and strong, and their branches... are the branches.

The fire on the sword gradually extinguished,

The flaming sword gradually shortened, shortened, until it became a simple iron sword more than one meter long, which was held in Michael's hand.

It is said that the yin desires to transform, and all things will be harmonious... This is the harmony...

Clusters of flowers grew on the iron sword in the blink of an eye, and green grass and flowers grew on the ground paved with metal remains, flourishing and full of vitality.

But within this life, there is a deadly murderous intention - what is contained in the sea of ​​blooming flowers is not flower buds, but clusters of thunder and lightning.

The side body of Truth retreated sharply, and in an instant he was already a thousand meters away.

He kicked on the back of the carnivorous creeper monster and gave the order to cling to the others.

He flew backwards, but suddenly hit an invisible wall.

The Side of Truth looked up and saw Hohenheim in the distance, gently rubbing a silver pocket watch with his palm, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a successful smile.

[Equivalent Out of Control Anchor Program] creates a confined space, restricts most teleportation spells, and prohibits people except the user from going out.

Goodbye everyone, you fight first.

Hohenheim raised his hand gracefully as if saying goodbye.

Just as he was about to leave, he was shocked to find that his palm also touched an invisible wall.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the side of truth,

But he saw that the latter had clasped his palms together, and a large amount of spiritual energy was pouring out of his body - not only forming crystal shields around his body, but also laying a psychic creation wall behind Hohenheim that prohibited teleportation.

...

Michael lowered his head and looked down at the sea of ​​thunder flowers, staring at Taihao below who was pale and on the verge of reaching his limit.

There seemed to be a long sigh coming from the bright silver armor.

boom!

Another pair of wings sprouted from the back,

The flame ignited on the sword again.

Michael, who transformed into a four-winged angel, was suspended above the sea of ​​flowers, holding a flaming sword in both hands.

Pure white hair penetrated the helmet and draped behind her like a silver waterfall, moving automatically without wind.