After saying that, Connor glanced at Gu Tianqing, who was still quietly shuffling, and then looked back on Yi Lin: "I think you are more suitable for 'death' than him. Sorry, friend." Connor said the second half of the sentence to Gu Tianqing: "I believe my intuition."

Gu Tianqing seemed indifferent, and there was still the hypocritical smirk on his face, but his shuffling action came to an abrupt end. He pressed the deck neatly between his palms and smiled: "Actually, I think so too. Unfortunately, there are too many 'chips' on him, right? My President."

Yi Lin narrowed her eyes: "Exceeded."

Although Yi Lin's expression was calm at this moment, he quietly raised Connor's dangerous level to MAX.

An enemy, Yi Lin is not afraid of his strength, he is not afraid of his cunning, nor is he afraid of his fearlessness, but what he is afraid of is... he is ruthless.

What other crazy things can't be done if a person who can even kill his own brother with a smile?

I have to say.

The look of choosing "Knight" above is indeed unique.

Gu Tianqing, a pervert.

Connor, ruthless.

The thin black old man, it is obvious that he is not a good thing.

Really have vision...

"Huh... Is it really good to cheat so blatantly?"

Yi Lin asked.

"That's why mythical props [Babylon] were used here," Gu Tianqing explained with a smile: "For the other 'gamblers' above, everything will only produce results, and they will not know the process. Of course, for them, as long as the result is enough, it doesn't matter how the process is."

Yi Lin was silent.

Gu Tianqing sighed softly: "President, I really... want to live with you. Really, it will be more fun to have you in that decadent world. Do you know that I have seen a dead soul with my own eyes, and after exhausting the deaths, he "lives" again. He lost all the memories of 100 deaths. He thought he had just stepped into this undead resurrection game, and that feeling... was like being 'refreshed'."

"Humans are so small that they cannot even taste their own 'death'."

Yilin nodded: "I agree."

He agreed with Gu Tianqing's statement, but he could not empathize.

Only one "knight" will be born in each tower.

They are the designated candidates.

They were long been chosen, at the moment of their death.

Therefore, the moment when Gu Tianqing escaped his "death", it led to the "monitor" and sent him here with his own hands. It is to make the birth of the "Death Knight" a certain reality and make Gu Tianqing's "destined death" a reality.

No matter what Yi Lin did or wherever he took, at the end, he was still played with and applauded by the high-ranking masters.

Rumble.

Rumble.

At this time.

A violent vibration came from under your feet.

It's below.

Yi Lin's face changed.

The black and thin old man giggled and said, "It's beginning."

Gu Tianqing shrugged: "The evil taste belongs to God."

Connor smiled indifferently: "The last one should be able to catch up, right?"

Yi Lin felt relaxed.

He felt that the lower layer was collapsing rapidly.

The ninth floor is falling down, and it is collapsing into dust, and the surroundings are becoming a "deadly" void.

The undead who had not had time to reach the ninth level all died completely under this wave of collapse.

The cruel stage requires a little inspiring special effects.

Undoubtedly, for them who are above them, this can bring some fun to their long and boring life.

"With time left, let me have some fun."

Connor D. Solomon smiled heartily, like a sunny and handsome boy next door. He walked towards Yilin step by step with a giant sword.

Facing Connor, Yilin had the illusion of facing a mountain, which was hard to shake.

legend!

Yi Lin's heart sank.

There is no doubt that the Connor D. Solomon in front of me gives Yi Lin the feeling that it is an absolute legendary level!

Moreover, he is at the peak and is only one step away from entering the next realm...the peak legend!

Wow!

In the blink of an eye, Connor slowly slashed at Yi Lin through dozens of meters away.

The feeling he gave when he swung his sword was like a mountain in his hand, falling easily.

"die!"

Connor didn't speak.

But in the midst of this flash, the ordinary giant sword seemed to absorb the light around it, making the scene on this layer dull.

The twisted light and shadow formed a word in front of Yi Lin's eyes.

【die】!

【Analysis Vision】!

Yi Lin's eyes were covered with streaming light.

Without hesitation, he entered the state of [Analysis Vision].

From the end of the giant sword, "track lines" extended, and without exception passed through Yi Lin's head.

Deduction, calculation, attempt.

Under [Analysis Vision], Yi Lin has enough "time" to analyze the opponent's attack routine and make corresponding responses.

No……

But soon, Yi Lin was surprised to find that Connor's sword had no fancy trajectory, nor any "skill" effect hidden in it.

It's just a sword!

The dew faded away, and the sword was extremely simple!

This sword even reminded Yi Lin of Mo Renbin's fist!

not good!

He and Mo Rendi... are the same type of people!

The kind of person who breaks the physical limitations with pure force!

"Tsk, you are also the type I hate."

In Yi Lin's "Vision", Connor's giant sword suddenly accelerated. At that moment, Yi Lin's pupils suddenly shrank. When the things around him were flowing at a "slow speed", Connor's giant sword suddenly turned into a normal flow rate, giving him the illusion that "his sword splits the time"!

The giant sword passed through Yi Lin's body and split him in half. However, Connor frowned, laughed without fear, and swept across again. The giant sword did not make any noise, and once again shattered the "other Yi Lin" a hundred meters away.

"call"

Yi Lin exhaled a breath of energy. In a hurry, his wrist halo lit up, [Freefa Mirage] created countless phantoms, avoiding Connor's two swords.

The brief contact left a deep impression on Yi Lin.

Connor D. Solomon is a typical melee apostle, no, it should be said to be the ultimate melee type. His control of his power has reached an incredible level. Just as the sword, when the giant sword shattered Yi Lin's phantom, his sword tip stopped accurately less than one centimeter from the ground, and then quickly swung the second sword.

The connection between these two swords was smooth and flowing without any unnecessary movements. Even things like "inertia" seemed to be "eliminated" by Connor. His two swords did not bring any damage to the surrounding environment or the ground. The highly condensed power gave Yi Lin an extremely palpitation.

Thousands of phantoms jumped repeatedly around the three candidate knights.

Every phantom of Yi Lin's "mirage" is equivalent to reality, with a heartbeat and breathing, which is enough to make the false real.

Connor looked around and quickly turned his eyes to a phantom not far away, and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, it seems that our nature is not very good."

Yi Lin's face darkened.

Connor is right.

Even though Yi Lin didn't say anything, she said that she didn't admit it.

But after a brief contact, Yilin understood one thing in the shortest time.

This man who carried a giant sword and used pure melee ability to reach the peak of legendary level and will become a conquering knight in the future, Connor D. Solomon,

It is his "natural enemy"!

Natural nemesis!

Not to mention the dead.
To be continued...