The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1570 Reproduction

Looking at the black figure in front of him, Warrenhart trembled.

That is the most primitive fear from the bottom of my heart.

Warrenhart felt fear when he got the news from the other side, but when fear really came, it was far more desperate than Wallenhardt’s imagination.

And with despair is not solved!

"Why are you here?"

"Here is hidden in a huge castle and cannot be found."

Warrenhart whispered unconsciously in his mouth.

"Hidden in the castle... then burn the entire castle!"

"Otherwise, do you think that this flame came from?"

The banter’s voice rang behind Warenhart.

Not waiting for Warrenhart to turn around, a palm of his hand passed through his chest, looking down at the palm of his hand, and Warrenhart was unwilling.

He still has such a grand plan to implement!

He clearly has taken an absolute advantage!

why?

Why did it end up failing?

Warenhart raised his head in a difficult way. He looked at Qin Ran and he wanted to express his unwilling feelings to his opponent.

However, what he saw was a look around, and he did not even look at his opponent.

Did not put me at heart!

Back to the light, Warrenhart’s heart raised a hint of enlightenment.

Then there is no more sound.

In Qin Ran’s perception, the breath belonging to Warrenhart disappeared completely.

A reminder of the honor kill will appear.

[You killed the player Warrenhart! 】

[Decision is self-defense counterattack! 】

[Belongs to honor kill! 】

[You get all the remaining points skill points of the other party...]

[There is a total of 30,000 points and 0 skill points for each other]

[You get the key to the other room! 】

[You get the right to use the other room! 】

[The other party’s weapons and equipment will be all in the other room...]

[Honour kill: 119]

......

Rare disproportionate points and skill points did not surprise Qin Ran.

After discovering the anomaly here, Qin Ran was ready.

After all, you can't expect an obscure Liberty League player to suddenly become incredibly powerful and omnipotent.

Perhaps this is what it is.

But in essence it is the power of points and... others.

The former comes from the other party's slaughter of the original free alliance forces.

As for the latter?

call!

Perceive the strangeness in the distance, the devil's inflammation ignited in the hands of Qin Ran.

The next moment, the devil's inflammation roared out.

Like a meteor, the devil's inflammation crossed the sky.

Suddenly, the illusion of the next half-truth began to collapse and disappear.

Asley, who rushed to the guillotine, looked at the executioner and Dekoman who disappeared in front of him. The ‘casting swordsman’ raised his head. He looked at the flame across the sky and directly into the distance, and he could not help but relax.

"Is that guy coming too?"

With such a self-speaking voice in his mouth, the ‘casting swordsman’ went straight down.

Before the battle with his own shadow, although he finally won, the physical strength and energy of the ‘casting swordsman’ was quite expensive.

Now that Qin Ran appears, he must take a good rest.

Of course, the ‘casting swordsman’ silently remembered Qin Ran’s human feelings.

However, just as the ‘Claw Swordsman’ sat down, a black cloud of fog appeared behind the ‘casting swordsman’.

A black black lightning in the black mist is moving back and forth, but still silent.

The ‘casting swordsman’ did not find any abnormalities behind him.

Seeing that the ‘casting swordsman’ is going to be swallowed up –

call!

The devil's inflammation appears out of thin air.

The scorching flame collides with the black mist.

Immediately, the black lightning shuttled back and forth, and the thunder of the Thunder sounded, but such a roar, for the roar of the devil, is not worth mentioning.

Roar!

The illusion of the demon emerged in the flames, and after the black mist shook, more and more black lightning appeared.

"The guy who is in the way!"

"You thought it would stop..."

call!

Qin Ran always acted faster than words, and when the words were heard in the black mist, the two groups of demonic inflammation appeared on his left hand, and then they were thrown.

boom!

The explosion of the devil's inflammation, the flame of a dozen meters high rolled like a wave in all directions, the moist air quickly became dry and hot.

The ‘casting swordsman’ has already withdrawn from the distance, but he still feels that his breathing is standing in front of the charcoal fire.

As a ‘casting swordsman’ who once worked as a blacksmith apprentice in a copy world, this burning sensation is no stranger, just like the vigilance that rises in the heart when you see the black mist.

The other party is coming to him!

Everything is designed for him!

Decomman just suffered an innocent disaster and became a bait to lure him!

The ‘casting swordsman’ who reacted quickly became gloomy.

No one is used to being designed.

The ‘casting swordsman’ is no exception.

A sigh of fierceness like the sword's breath began to appear on his body, his eyes fixed on the flame.

He believes that the **** who designed him will not die so easily.

In fact, the same is true.

Under the cofferdam of Devil's Inflammation, although the black fog has shrunk rapidly, it is only a moment later, it becomes bigger again.

The black mist began to expel the devil's inflammation that became weak.

"Your flame is very powerful!"

"but……"

"How many times can you use this flame? How long can you support?"

"but me?"

"I am not dead!"

"I am endless!"

"I……"

boom!

Bang!

The sound in the black mist has not yet fallen, and it is once again covered up by the roar of the devil's inflammation.

Like a meteor shower, the devil's inflammation continues to fall, and the cockroaches linger in the black mist, one after another falling from the air.

The form is reversed again.

The devil's inflammation, which was weakened by the increase of black fog, once again prevailed.

Hey!

The roar of the magma demon shadow is like a drum.

The devil's inflammation is like a soldier who rushes to charge.

The black mist was once again submerged.

In midair, in the palm of Qin Ran, the devil's inflammation once again condensed.

But it is different from the devil's inflammation that came out before.

This time, it takes time to condense the devil's inflammation, and people will definitely feel a sense of trepidation.

The highest level of the foundation is the devil's inflammation of the second order. After the accumulative power, it directly reaches the third order.

Then, under the blessing of the Flame Flame and the Fire Raven, the Devil's inflammation quickly entered the V-order.

Undoubtedly, this is the devil's inflammation that Qin Ran can play at the moment.

It is also the strongest attack of Qin Ran.

And such attacks are naturally different.

The devil's inflammation, which could not change shape, began to gradually change.

A pair of sword-like goat horns began to spiral and bulging, full of sly eyes, although still a little fuzzy, but the sharp teeth of the teeth, but people look forward to Han.

During the breath, the devil's inflammation that reached the V-order became a demon's head.

Burning flames, roaring, and demonizing the devil's head.

The ‘casting swordsman’ who was prepared to intervene in the battle did not hesitate to retreat after seeing the devil’s inflammation that had undergone morphological changes through Qin Ran’s power.

"It’s a terrible flame!"

"IV?"

"No, no, not IV!"

"At least..."

"V!"

Feeling the kind of flame that makes his lungs burn, the ‘casting swordsman’ quickly judged the level of the flame, and immediately he looked at the air in the air and the gaze changed.

As the ‘casting swordsman’ who is almost a high-end person in the middle class, it is very clear that the meaning of the V-order represents.

That is a far higher level than before, it is a kind of difference.

He, several of his friends are working hard towards the V-order.

It is a pity that except for the guy who has been closed for a long time, the rest of the people, including him, have only slightly touched this order.

Now, in Qin Ran's body, I saw the same order that I have always touched, but it is difficult to cross.

The heart of the ‘casting swordsman’ is complex.

He still remembers that when he first saw Qin Ran, Qin Ran was powerful, but he did not reach this level beyond his expectations.

"What a terrible guy!"

The ‘casting swordsman’ took a deep breath and looked at the volcanic temper of the changing demons. He couldn’t help but secretly punch.

He suddenly found himself lazy recently.

When did it become this look?

He can't remember.

I don't know when it started. The time in a huge city far exceeds the time in the copy world. Although it is nominally grinding itself, only he knows what it is.

Still not wanting to take the risk of the copy world?

Although there are opportunities in the insurance, the risk is the risk, he does not want to bear.

but……

It is time to change.

The ‘casting swordsman’ silently made up his mind.

At this time, the devil's inflammation of the morphological change occurred, and the heavy shackles were on the earth that was full of demonic inflammation.

boom!

In an unprecedented explosion, a pillar of flames rose into the sky.

In the flame column, the demon's illusion is almost turned into an entity.

It roared in the sky, and a heavy punch slammed into the black mist.

Bang!

The earth is shaking.

But this is just the beginning!

Hey, hey!

Rumble!

The heavy fist of the demon shadow is like a machine gun. It hits the black mist, and the earthquake of the earth has become an earthquake. The real castle that has been burned over has quickly become a ruin in such an earthquake.

"Ah!"

In the sorrowful mourning, the black mist quickly disappeared.

Undoubtedly, the existence hidden in the black mist is unwilling.

As long as you can be close!

There is a chance to turn over!

Holding this belief, hiding in the presence of black fog, trying to make the last effort, desperately rushed to Qin Ran in midair.

However, Qin Ran, who has already witnessed the other party's means, did not give the other party a chance.

When the black mist just flew, the demon phantom stretched out the claws of the flames, and grabbed the other's tail, and once again slammed the other side on the ground, it was a continuous and fast fist.

It was not until the black mist completely turned into a small-sized crystal that stopped and disappeared.

I have been waiting for the evil spirits on the side. I don’t need Qin’s instructions. A flashing body appeared next to the crystal. After careful inspection, I copied it in my hand and flew toward Qin Ran.

[Name: Broken Voodoo Soul]

[Type: strange things]

[Quality: III]

[attack power: no]

[defensive power: III]

[Attribute: Sacrifice]

[Special effects: Voodoo consumption]

[Requirement: Mysterious Knowledge (Proficient)]

[Remarks: Voodoo hunters are not only venerate, but also cruel in their way of doing things, and things that are made up of tormented souls satisfy all of them.]

......

[Sacrifice: You can offer it to the gods who like the soul, you will get a different reward]

......

Looking at [broken voodoo soul crystal], Qin Ran eyes.

There is no doubt that the other party has not died.

Even the body that the other party appears here is not.

Or……

The other party did not dare to appear on the body.

Only a few small means can be used to influence the player, thus extending the tentacles of their own strength into the huge city.

As for why?

Qin Ran, who had returned to the room with ‘accidental power’ more than once, knew that those “accidental” forces were eventually wiped out by huge cities.

If the opponent does not have a 'shell of the player' protection, even a small amount of power will be discovered by the huge city, and then erased.

"Intruder..."

"Interesting."

Qin Ran’s heart is talking to himself, but his eyes are sweeping around.

He clearly remembers that before him, someone has been eyeing this power.

When this force emerges, the other party cannot be indifferent.

In fact, when ‘gluttony’ told him that there was a different smell here, Qin Ran was always cautious about the person who might be hidden in the dark.

After all, the other party is the vigilance of the pub owner.

Time passes by one minute.

Qin Ran did not find anything.

At this time, the ‘casting swordsman’ came over.

"I have written down the human condition."

The ‘casting swordsman’ said.

"No need to."

"Bad the way."

Qin Ran answered.

This is the fact that he came here to ‘help’ J. Perelman’s, helping the other side to do it.

In this regard, the "casting swordsman" did not defend.

He just wrote down this kind of favor, and then, think of ways to return in the future.

"Have you seen J. Perelman and De Coman?"

Asked ‘casting swordsman’.

"Before the dungeon in the castle, the castle has been brought out by my entourage, and the aborigines of these castles are temporarily outside the Hook alley."

Qin Ran answered.

"Castle Aboriginal?"

"They are not phantoms?"

‘The swordsman’ is a glimpse.

"Some are, some are followers of the contract."

Qin Ran said while looking at the evil spirit behind him.

“Is it useful to you?”

Qin Ran pinched [broken voodoo soul crystal] asked.

The upper evil spirit nodded as if it were a pug.

There is no intention to sacrifice to any **** who likes the soul, and never expects the so-called reward of Qin Ran, directly throwing the [broken voodoo soul crystal] to the upper evil spirit.

The evil spirits that could not wait for it were not picked up by hand. They opened their mouths and smashed the [broken voodoo soul crystal] and swallowed it in one bite.

"Is its body a dog?"

The ‘casting swordsman’ secretly guessed.

Then, the ‘casting swordsman’ found that the upper evil spirit seemed to have broken his thoughts and was staring at him.

The ‘casting swordsman’ could not help but smile.

"I am a loyal dog!"

"Not a dog!"

The upper evil spirit explained it earnestly.

"Is there a difference?"

‘The swordsman’ is a glimpse.

"The dog will bite people, the loyal dog is... the guardian!"

The upper evil spirit was a flash, and after the shuttle, it appeared behind Qin Ran. On its palm, a puppet that was merged with the void at the last moment, hung on it.

The evil spirits of the upper hand shook hands, and the broken puppet was thrown to the ground.

Then, it shook his clothes and looked at Qin Ran.

"Boss."

(End of this chapter)