Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"This kind of little game, I can play with you until the end of the world, White Horse. Every time you die, the timeline will be restarted, but your perception of pain and death will continue to accumulate until your The spirit is completely overwhelmed."

The terrifying voice of the evil **** covers the world.

"Knee down, cry bitterly, despair! When you kneel on the ground and beg me desperately after you die thousands of times, I will reconsider our contract."

"You dream!"

Painhurs took a step back subconsciously. Suddenly, he discovered that inside the broken diamond wall, there were still four-color magic flames. The temperature was scary. By the way, this was when he died some time. , And the traces of the battle between Motarian and the two-headed demon bird, showing the traces of a blazing storm.

Here, there is no restart.

In order to verify his guess, the warchief once again shoots a green ray that can decompose everything to the molecular level, and once again casts the alien teleportation-last time, this spell teleported himself under the barrier of diamonds, but this time, come by yourself Going to the deepest part of the pit that I disintegrated and dug.

However, at this moment, Mortarian also killed from a distance. His huge head blocked the entire cave. In the rotting and purulent dragon's mouth, a suffocating and venomous storm spurted out, and the flesh and bones were enough to rot. A torrent of acid, whistling and roaring, instantly filled the entire diamond cave, corroding and destroying the six limbs of the pale warlock!

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Sixth, seventh, eighth...

"People are starting to get bored."

The dancer who also has a complete memory, leaning lazily against a crystal wall, with green and white jade fingers, gently rubbing the delicate red lips underneath him.

"He said it was a good job, a new fun, and someone just came here, but he didn't expect it to be so boring! Repeated and repeated endlessly. Any one of us has a 70% or even higher probability To defeat him, not to mention that everyone is fighting together, the white horse, there is no chance of winning-why don't we bet on how many times he can persist until his rebirth."

"Okay, what are you betting on, friend."

"Don't defile his sacred realm with your body fluids, you bitch."

The two heads of the two-headed demon bird spoke at the same time.

"Ah, people bet that he will kneel in front of the gods before the 666th rebirth."

The shameless dancer said indifferently, the fingers of the other hand drew a circle around his delicate red lips, and lightly touched the solid bird's beak.

"If I lose, then, people's body, whatever, you, place, and place."

The two-headed demon bird seriously considered it, and felt that the ability to burn this guy with the flames of arcane and psychic power was a capital worthy of boasting in front of other great demon, so he nodded in agreement.

"If I lose, I can satisfy your wish as much as possible without disobeying him."

"Wash your body and wait to be torn to pieces by me!"

The bloodthirsty demon on the side also began to get irritable. The **** green dragon was not so fast. Every time he rushed to the first fighter meeting to **** him, his tomahawk was bloodied once in the current cycle. ! Next time you restart, just chop up the green crawler...

However, his own deity strictly stipulates that this time infighting is forbidden, and that white horse cannot be given any opportunity.

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In the cycle of death and rebirth, Painhurs could not remember how many dissociation techniques he had used to break down three cubic meters of diamonds at a time. He had already carved out a dazzling passage of nearly a hundred meters on this crystal wall, but he still couldn't see the end!

The thickness of this wall makes the warchief desperate, one kilometer? ten kilometers? Or a hundred kilometers? How thick is it? Staring at the crystal clear diamond wall, I saw nothing but nothing.

Before several rebirths, his excavation work had no progress. The dissociation technique can no longer reach the depths of the cave. After each restart, the two-headed bird will immediately display the barrier that prohibits teleportation. Before he can run the distance of hundreds of feet, Motari The breath of the deadly plague, which corrodes everything, and completely filled the entire dazzling cave... The taste of every piece of flesh and blood in the whole body gradually decayed and collapsed is really enough!

"The one hundred and third time..."

The perverted dancer is obsessed with his bet, carefully calculating every rebirth. Suddenly, she is stunned. The green dragon has filled the cave with acid and virus. Why is he still there? There is no restart. Back to your side? Could it be that the white horse is not dead?

The other three big demons also realized that something was wrong, but the hundreds of easy victories in a row made them relax their vigilance to a certain extent, even if the warchief seduced Mortarian away with a phantom, and relied on advanced invisibility. , I didn't feel it when I came to them!

The pure arcane body is tall and burly, and the four-color chaotic karma covers the sky and the sun!

On the move, Painhurs kept applying magic to himself. Divine grace, divine power, righteousness like a rainbow, acceleration, arcane surge...The pale sorcerer under the blessing of many magic has turned into an arcane incarnation burning the anger of the evil god! Suddenly appeared behind the evil Qi Damo, the halberd in his hand fell from the sky like a storm, and with the deadly trampling of the two front hooves and the night caress of the black crystal tentacles, it instantly tore the two-headed demon bird. Become a pile of crumbs of flesh and blood! Blood-stained blue and purple feathers are flying all over the sky!

"bell--"

The beautiful girl danced gracefully, and the crisp ringtone was pleasant to the ear.

Painhurs closed his eyes abruptly and forced himself not to look at the nasty dancers, but his ears followed the bell, whizzing forward, feeling like he hit a bunch of warm soft flesh, directly With arms around him, he grabbed the opponent firmly in his arms, and two brilliant crystal tentacles roared out of his shoulders, quickly transformed into the darkness of midnight, and stabbed at the thing in his arms fiercely!

Suddenly, a terrible wind pressure, accompanied by a strong and disgusting breath of blood, came from behind, and the bloodthirsty demon was even faster! The warchief felt a whirl of heaven and earth, weightlessness and suffocation came at the same time, he opened his eyes suspiciously, and found that the entire crystal maze was spinning frantically. On the ground, a headless pale white horse hugged a stunning dancer. ······

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Four hundred and fifty-seventh: the pinnacle of arcane

"Pe! Because! He! S!"

"Mo! Tower! Ri! Ann!"

After more than a hundred deaths, the warchief's spirit not only did not collapse, but fell into a peculiar state of madness. After obtaining half the body of a beast, he also gained half the mind of a beast.

This group of **** big demons actually killed himself more than a hundred times? Anyway, every time you die, you will be reborn. The time here is also frozen for the outside world, so I don't have any worries! You want to play? Then play to the end!

The resurrected Painhurs let out a thunderous roar, and the accumulation of pain and death did not affect this perfect body that was reborn with the help of the power of Chaos, but it just made him burst out with a more vigorous desire to fight! The fighting experience with the four legendary monsters has not disappeared, but has been accumulating in his own mind and muscles.

Corroded by the acid dragon's breath into a pile of dead bones, chopped in half by a **** axe, torn to pieces by the vast psionic energy, and twisted by the dancer of that character...every death makes the pale warlock His tactical thinking is more cunning, and his body reshaped by the power of Chaos is more perfect.

This time, Painhurs released countless phantoms, disrupted, and destroyed the sight of the four demons, and then disappeared once again. The three big demons expertly protected the two-headed bird, avoiding the only spellcasting in the team. The person was attacked.

But this time, the pale warlock, who has become more and more cunning in hundreds of battles, changed his goal. The suffocating energy of death surged and turned into a deity of death, gently stretching towards the dancer Out of the horrible fingers that he had already turned into bones.

The four big demons quickly locked the target, and for a while, the **** chopping axe, the rotting dragon tail, and the psychic flames roared, and instantly drowned it-but the world was not restarted! The pale man and horse, like a cloud of smoke, disappeared without a trace.

Seven Circles Illusion: Projection

"not good!!!"

The great evil spirit Qi knew that it was not good, but it was too late. Painhurs had already circumvented behind him, two brilliant crystal tentacles, whizzing through the two necks of the other party, will be full of death to the extreme. Negative energy was injected into it, and the opponent's life was almost instantly taken!

After hundreds of fights, the warchief felt stuck in his five-year-old bottleneck, and finally there was a slight loosening, and after killing the treacherous demon again, he finally broke the layer. The shackles of blood, the arcane blood flowing in his six limbs and hundreds of skeletons, became more and more surging, scouring every corner of his body fiercely!

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"Who is this white horse? What's wrong?"

"I feel like I was pitted by Him again!"

After the 422nd rebirth, the two-headed demon bird saw the pale ghost shadow, and even subconsciously took two steps back. The two abominable and weird heads were frightened and yelled, panicking on itself. Life-saving psionics and spells.

In these four hundred and twenty-two rounds, the other party has mastered more than 30 ways to bypass the perception and obstruction of the three-headed monster! More than 30 ways to kill yourself with the momentum of thunder! He has died more than two hundred times!

The other three big demons also looked gloomy. They had never played this infinite loop game. However, every time the execution target was resurrected, it would be more painful and haggard, and quickly sink down at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, they succumbed to four. Under the mighty will, they became their new plaything.

However, this white horse... After the first dozen or so times of fear and doubt, on the contrary, the stronger the war, each death will only make that guy even more crazy! The cold golden vertical pupils stared at the four chaotic creations, and on the pale face, there was also a creepy smile of death.

Some unbearable double-headed demon birds sang chaotic spells. The temperature of the entire crystal maze instantly dropped to freezing point. A sharp eagle claw stretched out of the gorgeous blue-purple feathers, and a cold, biting north wind. Wrapped in the ice of Blizzard, it revolves wildly around that claw tip!

At the moment when the curse ended, a polar ice ray composed of ice and frozen fog whizzed out of the big demon's fingertips.

On the other hand, Peinhess slightly clicked his fingers. The last time he died, his strength finally made a breakthrough, and just like the accumulation of death pain and combat experience, he did not disappear at all. He was like Peturabo's general reaction. The Austrian law that controls the great demon.

The icy blue rays entwined with countless thin ice, frost and snow, unexpectedly made a big bend of 180 degrees in the air, penetrated directly, and tore the chest of the Qi Devil! Countless broken ice instantly froze the scarlet transparent hole, and it was still freezing and extending towards the surroundings.

"The archmage's counter-spells! His arcane skills are more exquisite!"

The two-headed demon bird let out a cry of exclamation, two heads and four eyes all burned with psychic flames, and a maze of crystal walls was uprooted by him, like huge mountains, and slammed into the pale. People and horses.

Pain Hestein accepted his death, because something more important than the four big demons was happening before his eyes.

I saw that countless beautiful and dazzling stars, before my dying eyes gradually gray, twinkling one after another, densely packed stars, soon occupied my entire field of vision. Countless thin lines emitting light fluorescence seem to follow a certain peculiar law, connecting tiny stars, and countless dots and lines are gradually piled up and squeezed together to form a magnificent and magnificent star. Figure.

The vast and endless star map in front of you can't see the end at a glance. But relying on countless silk threads that emit light fluorescence, they connect and divide themselves into nine levels. He subconsciously reached out and touched, the arcane hand with the blue blood flowing in the blood vessel, quickly passed through the tulle of the eight layers of stars, and touched the ninth layer!

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The world turned upside down, the body was reshaped, the pale warlock was reshaped by the chaos, and immediately disappeared in place in the next instant, faster than the four big demons, Painhurs had a word, the ultimate arcane power, condensed It became a palm-sized red dragon, but right after that, this exquisite figure made of arcane art was tainted with the breath of death and corruption. The scales were rotten, and the flesh and blood were aging. It looked a bit similar to that of Motalian. .

Three-ring change: Dragon's breath technique, with nine-ring Necromancer: Weakness and Breath.

The big demons stood together vigilantly again. This white horse is simply a glass cannon. It is so weak that it can be easily killed by any big demons, but it is only the lethality and destructive power, and the illusion skills to play with people's hearts. ······He is even above the treacherous demon bird!

Seeing the chaotic monsters standing so densely, the warchief showed a hideous smile. By virtue of the dragon's breath technique, he obtained a dragon-like breath weapon, and the debilitating breath of the nine rings was even more for the dragon's rage. , Accompanied by a terrifying force of decline.

The decayed and withered red dragon doll, which was purely constructed by arcane magic, opened its own dragon kiss along with the dazzling blue light flashing on the Nine Devil Golden Crown. The red dragon fire and the blue dead soul were entangled together. Roaring and gushing out! It turned into a purple dragon flame densely lined with dead soul bones, flooding the four demons at the same time like a tide!

"Damn it!"

Motarian, the most massive body, let out a cry of horror. The purple dragon flame is quite terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is that after the burning, the blasphemous decaying power of necromantic spells quickly invaded him. The green body! Hundreds of years of combat experience have been corrupted and faded, and the professional achievements of years of hard training have also been cast a shadow of death! The level obtained through years of practice is disappearing in this purple declining dragon flame!

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