Mori Chef's self-cultivation

This is not the first time Kurihara has defied the "Mandate of Heaven".

In other words, as a skilled worker for survival, how could he feel afraid, and even occasionally, he would have crazy thoughts of eagerness to try.

If you try your best, the other party's Immortal will be cut off three layers of skin alive, and you will taste enough bitterness.

As for him, the big deal is death, which is not a loss.

but--

He hadn't had time to implement his plan, hadn't tasted the fruits of victory, and if he took his life on it, he was really unwilling.

--so……

"First of all, you have to make sure you survive."

The tall figure in a long skirt sighed secretly, as if he was a little reluctant, but he moved very quickly, and casually pushed back the bangs that were in the way, revealing a smooth and white forehead and a pair of bright blue eyes that were as sharp as a falcon. eyes.

Then, a clear syllable came out of his mouth.

"[Restart]."

Those simple words were like shortened mantras, instantly turning into dazzling rays of light surrounding his body, forming a light blue translucent barrier with words emerging.

If someone who has played holographic games sees such a familiar scene, they will probably suspect that they forgot to take off the terminal.

His next operation was more like breaking the dimensional wall, pulling the illusory picture into reality, to the point of unconsciously holding your breath.

"Sure enough, it is better to choose [Mage]..."

Considering the current needs comprehensively, Kurihara decided on the supernatural job without hesitation, then reached out and took out a blackened scepter from the light screen in front of him, and skillfully added two buffs to himself.

Dodge increased by 30%↑

Defense increased by 20%↑

As the golden light flickered, the two status bars at the top were displayed simultaneously, marking his basic attributes at the moment.

Current HP: 3000/3000MP: 20000/20000

Typical crispy high-injury style.

We should be thankful that he protected himself very well just now, otherwise he would have lost half a tube of blood at the beginning of the game, and directly turned on the mode of passing the whole game.

However, in reality, there is obviously no magical potion such as quick replenishment of blood and mana. Once it is worn out, it cannot be repaired. It can only rely on time to slowly recuperate and recover. The help in battle is basically equivalent to nothing.

In fact, there are four kinds of jobs in his ability column. Among them, Berserk has high damage and high defense, but he has no choice but to bring Berserk debuff, so it is easy to enter the desperate situation of immortality; the remaining priests and assassins are half damage and half support. The former can only nurse teammates, while the latter specializes in humans, which is not suitable for the current occasion no matter how you look at it.

In short, he has made the best choice within his ability in just a few seconds, and then it all depends on his performance on the spot.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The traces of ground cracks continued to expand, and in a blink of an eye, the tension that the rope could bear was exceeded, causing the two special bracelets to break into several pieces with a "snap", and fell into the huge pit.

Such an inconspicuous little thing can't even arouse the slightest echo, as if silently laughing at its owner's lack of self-knowledge.

The pink-haired boy with enhanced agility is like a dexterous feline. He jumped to the right one step ahead of time, but he escaped the fate of falling well, and was able to stand on the edge of the cliff safely, waving the power condensed with supernatural powers towards the sky. stick.

If you like a flamboyant personality, you may have to recite two cumbersome mantras to meet the occasion.

However, Kurihara Tsubasa was a complete pragmatist, and the activation passwords he set had always been stingy, and he was so stingy, so the next moment that overflowed from his mouth was just a four-character sentence.

"A Thousand Miles Frozen—"

As soon as the ending sound fell, the top of the scepter was blown with a large amount of cold air, like the first clump of smoke suddenly ejected from a chimney in winter. It was particularly vigorous and powerful, with a powerful momentum that completely enveloped the sky.

The ice crystals pave the soil as far as the eye can see into a clear mirror in an instant.

Even the black clouds that seem to be about to rain down are also quiet, like false phantoms or hanging paintings, lacking due lethality.

But that innocuous appearance didn't last long.

About ten seconds later, the space covering Kurihara started to tremble again, shaking the ice layer that imprisoned him and the ground below him to pieces, cracking densely around him.

The gap that seemed to reach deep into the center of the earth increased rapidly, compressing his escape route.

"If you choose [Frenzied War], you will never be so strenuous..."

He couldn't help muttering, but he didn't mean to fight. He kept creating an ice bridge suitable for high-speed movement, and jumped back and forth lightly, looking for a way out while dodging.

No matter how powerful the formation is, it will inevitably leave loopholes, not to mention that the menacing disaster appeared so hastily, where it is possible to encircle and suppress everything in detail, some loopholes will inevitably be exposed inadvertently.

His chance of survival lies in the negligence of the other party.

Thinking back carefully, although there was a big fight in the pedestrian street just now, no ordinary people were injured at all, which shows that the so-called "books" still operate in accordance with the laws of the world, just like the defense mechanism of a computer, and will not be easily deleted. The part that is disturbed by the virus.

It seems that returning to the town is the best policy.

——The premise is that there is nothing wrong with his deduction.

"I can't help it. The information given is too little. I have to observe while beating..." The young man, who didn't want to implicate the innocent, screened the places that met his requirements in his mind, trying to minimize the damage.

In case of miscalculation and large-scale casualties, it would be his crime.

This is also the real reason why he chose to go to the wilderness for a one-on-one duel when he mistakenly thought it was an enemy attack. The reason why he wanted to force people to show up was based on that—after all, he was not The great demon king who destroys the world doesn't want to drag irrelevant people into the water.

However, the thoughts in his heart were not noticed by the outside world.

Seeing Kurihara Worship slipping away like the wind that cannot be grasped, the mysterious force that wants to regain the initiative is naturally not to be outdone, and immediately uses a trick that directly hits the weakness of human nature.

A white figure flashed across the edge of the town not far away.

Since he was already close to the area full of fireworks, it was normal to see figures in twos and threes, but that figure was very familiar to him, and his pupils constricted reflexively.

"Sen..."

As if it was an instinct embedded in his bone marrow, he subconsciously opened his mouth, letting his slightly hoarse voice drift from between his lips, "Dean, it's Mr. Dean..."

Mr. Dean should be staying in the office.

There is only half an hour left before the dinner party. According to Mr. Dean's cautious style, he will never run around like him, but will work honestly until about the same time before leaving.

At normal walking speed, it would take about an hour to get from the orphanage to where they are now, and the same goes for turning back.In other words, it's almost impossible to get back on time.

What Mr. Dean dislikes the most is behavior beyond his plan.

— No matter how you look at it, it’s just an illusion.

"That's right, it must be fake."

Kurihara was very sure of this, even when he was about to pass by the other party, he resisted the urge to reach out and grab him away, and continued to escape alone.

As a result, his peripheral vision was uncontrollable, and he still captured the scene that made him shudder.

Perhaps he had grasped his weakness, and saw a golden glow flashing among the spreading black clouds, crackling like a thunderstorm, and then dived straight towards the ground!

Such an exaggeratedly fast speed does not give people room to dodge or think.

For a moment, he could only see the black reflection of the man dragging more and more slender on the ground after being enveloped by the flashing electric light.

will die!will die!will die!

The brain just doesn't know which side to bang the alarm for.Because when it reacted, its master had already strode forward, protecting the seemingly weak white figure, using the human body as a shield to resist the menacing "Heaven's Punishment".

The temporarily hidden blood bar gradually slid towards the low point.

At the same time, the effect of the defense buff was also weakened to zero in an instant, so he had to borrow MP to resist with the magic defense that the [Mage] came with, trying to delay it as much as possible.

- run!Can't delay!

The racing mind delivered an ultimatum.

"But no..."

The pink-haired young man who killed and determined rarely raised a wry smile, and sighed in a low voice without looking back: "Even if there is a one-thousandth probability that it is true, I can't make fun of Mr. Dean's life, alas, Lianxin can It’s really a love-hate existence.”

While speaking, he opened his arms two more points, as if he was embracing something warm and refused to let go, he took all the heavy blows without hesitation.

The golden glow attached to his dress and bare skin, outlining a thin and moving silhouette.

Beautiful, tenacious, dazzling life. The light of life.

I don't know if he was infected, but the silent white figure behind him raised his palm and gently clasped his wrist.

Skin-to-skin arouses a subtle warmth.

Before he could get distracted and ponder too much, the man forcefully pulled him and threw him to the right, falling into the twisted and flowing space air current.

In an instant, he couldn't see anything except the bizarre afterimages. He instinctively held the opponent's sleeve behind him, pulling them together into the crowded blurred color blocks.

As if surprised by this, the turbulent wind and turbulence that should not have appeared stopped for a while before disappearing in a hurry, smoothing out the disaster scene he created and erasing the memories of passers-by.

The noisy scene of the past was restored in the town again, as if nothing had happened.

The author has something to say: Little Lizi’s ability is very buggy, so there are many restrictions, but each one is very useful (rubbing hands

Some baby guessed the name of the game he was going to participate in before, in short, it is the supernatural ability awakened there, but the specific setting is based on the basic network model, which is different from the one in it, so don’t worry too much about it (? ▽｀)

The next step should be to start the update every other day, trying to get the leader Sen to show up as soon as possible (sliding with one hand became a dedication, but after thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it _(°:з」∠)_

感谢在2020-11-1419:52:49~2020-11-1714:14:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Zhongye sees me 50 bottles; Fengxiao Wushuang 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!