Chapter 762 Poison and Wind

Generally speaking, the dimensional battlefield can be regarded as an ability to cover the present world with other worlds.

The "world" here generally refers to the fragments of the world, which are transformed into a kind of existence similar to summoned beasts through specific techniques.

When summoning later, the dimensional battlefield can cover the present world, and even if the world of the people in the dimensional battlefield is broken, it will not cause any adverse effects on the present world.

The dimensional battlefield is a lifeless world, but because it can be integrated with the summoning space and allow summoned beasts to survive in it, this ability is usually included in the greed system.

The world of endless desert, this is the dimensional battlefield controlled by Treze.

In the space that should have been dead, because of the battle between Mu Hua and Treze, it turned it into a violent place with raging winds, flames, and thunderclouds locking the sky.

Away from the battle, dozens of miles away, although the destructive aftermath of the battle is still sweeping here, the crown class will not be threatened by any fatal threat in this non-targeted aftermath.

"Hey, Miss Vivian, why don't you go and persuade those two? There's no point in fighting like this, right?" The two groups of people who were originally in opposition, now gathered together with defensive magic, and a crown under Treze said to Vivian with a little embarrassment.

Mu Hua and Treze finally fought, and this battle can be said to be caused by Mu Hua.

Treze didn't want to fight at first, although he had no feelings for the so-called offspring, but Mu Hua's statement that he was a "family" barely gave him a way out.

It was a bit difficult to snatch Mu Hua's Leviathan, and Treze didn't want to provide any help to Mu Hua. Giving Vivian a princess status and then never seeing each other again was probably Treze's attitude.

In the end, Mu Hua was relentless, either a one-on-one fight or a group fight, so the so-called marriage was a leeway left for both parties.

In fact, it can't be called a marriage, or even a target for Treze. Mu Hua wants to show the outside world that if you cause trouble for him, things won't be so easy to let go.

"How do you know I can persuade them? Don't forget, you were the first to set your sights on us. If you don't make some noise, can anyone come and provoke us in the future?"

Without looking back, he talked to himself. The speed of both sides was too fast, and Vivian was a little nervous as she watched the battle between Mu Hua and Treze.

Treze had no feelings for Vivian, and Vivian had even less feelings for him as her ancestor.

Seeing that Mu Hua's speed put Treze into a passive counterattack state, Vivian's mood was slightly relieved.

"Besides, this battle is not bad for us. Am I not the damn black-blooded princess? It's a competition. Whether we win or lose, we are all allies. Isn't this all to avoid the outside world's gossip about you?" Vivian said a little bit unconcernedly.

"If it weren't for you, no one would dare to gossip about the king." A lich muttered coldly, and Vivian glanced at him and pretended not to hear.

Mu Hua proposed the argument that Vivian was the descendant of Treze. Even though they knew Treze's character, the humans under Treze were more or less concerned about Vivian's identity, but those liches were not so emotional.

The liches under Treze did not absorb pleasure. They did not care about the lack of emotion. They regarded calmness and rationality as accomplishment. It was boring to talk to these guys without filling them with joy.

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Let's talk about Mu Hua and Treze.

The battle between the two sides made the crowns shudder. In the battle that was almost a fight, Mu Hua's fighting ability was eye-catching. The spectators all doubted that if there was a chance to kill the other party, it was estimated that neither side would hold back.

Treze is not a pampered person. Even with the help of the displacement of the fate thread, he can analyze Mu Hua's movement trajectory.

The battle between the two can be described as ghosts crying and gods howling. This is really not an description, because in addition to the fight between the two, there are a large number of white bone souls in the surrounding space biting each other.

Surrounded by bone souls, death gathered, waves of Hades fluctuations spread in the space, fast spell casting intervals, frequent close combat, the characteristics of the necromancer are fully displayed on the two.

And as the speed from Fenrir was displayed by Mu Hua, the movement trajectory without signs gradually put Treze into a passive position.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~Bang~!" The muffled sound of drums frequently sounded around the two.

The touch of jealousy, the jealous touch of the two attacked and defended each other, the collision of huge forces, and the pieces of gas explosions in the air were visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it, what happened to your Touch of Jealousy?!" Leviathan's Fang forced Mu Hua back. To Treze's surprise, he found that Mu Hua's Touch of Jealousy was stronger than his.     "Phoenix's Tears." Avoiding the attack of the strange mouth, Mu Hua felt extravagant every time he saw the strange mouth full of dragon teeth.

However, Mu Hua's reply of Phoenix's Tears also made Treze's eyelids jump.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Three strange mouths bit one after another, and Mu Hua dodged frequently. When he attacked, he grabbed a strange mouth guarding Treze, but when he wanted to chase again, Treze had already avoided his attack range.

Leviathan's Fang, Treze combined space magic and the Touch of Jealousy to create a special move. This thing has both offensive and defensive capabilities, and Mu Hua's gluttonous mouth cannot swallow them.

However, Mu Hua's offensive was also very strong. He also infiltrated the magic of qualitative change into the Touch of Jealousy. Now he can even use the Touch of Jealousy to pry open the strange mouth of Leviathan's Fang and restrict it from closing and biting.

The temporary restriction will be swept away by the remaining Touch of Jealousy of Treze, but the gap in between also allows Mu Hua to launch close attacks on Treze again and again.

Treze's physique is not as strong as Mu Hua's, and the Touch of Jealousy is not as strong as Mu Hua's. Treze is somewhat embarrassed, but in a blink of an eye, something strange happens.

"Fuck!" Mu Hua, who tried to fight with Treze in close combat again, cursed and dodged.

Danger, although he couldn't see the details, but Mu Hua's spiritual sense frantically warned that there was a very dangerous aura around Treze.

The wind of aging!

"Fuck, Treze, did you blow the wind of aging? Is that how you play it? Don't blame me for being rude!" Mu Hua screamed and jumped away.

While cursing, a dark green poisonous mist spread out from under Mu Hua's feet. Corpse poison, a necromancy magic with toxins as its attack nature.

But this magic didn't seem to attack Treze. Mu Hua raised his hand and held it in the air. The poison under his feet was absorbed into his hand, and in a blink of an eye, a dark green long whip that seemed real and illusory was condensed.

"Snap!" The long whip swung and rolled towards Treze.

"Little bastard! When have you ever been polite to me!" Treze also cursed, and while dodging, he saw a whip formed by gathering wind in his hand.

The wind of aging, Treze did release the wind of aging, and Mu Hua also threw out the poison of the world. He infiltrated the poison of the world into the poisonous whip, and Treze gathered the wind to form a long whip condensed by the wind of aging to confront him.

"Dance of Burial!"

"Dance of Burial!"

Crackling, crackling, yes, the same style, the advanced whip skills of the Hell Demon's stranglehold were thrown out by the two, and the whip shadows were heavy in the space.

The aging wind is invisible and colorless, but it has a blowing direction. If it is simply spread, although it is difficult to deal with, Mu Hua can also find a way to explore and avoid it.

However, in addition to avoiding, it will be lost if you defend for a long time. If you want to get close to Treze, you probably still have to fight with the awareness of immersing yourself in the aging wind.

If Treze can't be killed for a while, it's possible that he will die next to him.

And Mu Hua's world poison is extremely cruel. Even if you have resistance, you have to bear some negative patients that can't even be cured.

But the world poison can't spread normally, and Mu Hua can only use the poisonous mist whip as a transmission medium.

Both of them have the ability to disgust people to death. In order to carry out more effective precision strikes, Treze also condensed the aging wind.

Treze didn't dare to let Mu Hua's whip hit him. Although he might not be killed by the poison of the world, he estimated that if he was hit, he would probably get plague. . .

Mu Hua didn't dare to touch Treze's whip. If it hit him, at least ten or twenty years of his life would be gone.

Crackling, crackling, the two men swung the long whips in their hands like convulsions, and at the same time, they had a look of cursing at the sight of a ghost on their faces.

Good fellow, the fight between the two became more and more chaotic. (End of this chapter)