Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

For such a proposal.

Luo Zheng just laughed, and the cloak warrior said to Luo Zheng: "Whatever they do, these losers can't spit ivory in their mouths! ”

“My fault," Rosen stopped talking.

Seeing the attitude of the two ethnic fighters, the hidden light of anger appeared on the face of Major Hao. After a moment of reflection, he took the first two steps and gathered the giant head together to smile: “You... don't regret it! ”

The cloak warrior suddenly raised his hand in front of his nose: "Honestly, I regret it! ”

Major Hao stood still and heard the cape samurai continue: “Because your mouth stinks...”

The young master of this demonic race was finally utterly enraged, and his upright body growled: “Follow these two men and kill them as long as they leave the city! ”

“Yes, my lord! ”

All the demonic martial artists at the site, after hearing the command of the Young Master, were guarded by Luo Zheng and the cape martial artists.

Time for an hour, soon passed.

At this moment, around all the pools in the Fantasy Battlefield, that blue light disappeared at the same time...

A lot of martial artists can't wait to pour out of the city, next is endless fighting!

“Time's up, let's get out of town, huh?” The cape martial artist spoke faintly to Rosen.

Luo Zheng nodded slightly, then the two of them got up at the same time and followed the streets of the city towards the outside of the city.

“Pfft...”

Rosen marched forward, but noticed a light red currents in the sky flying back from outside the city.

These are the martial artists who were exterminated outside the city.

According to the rules of fantasy battlefield, after dying outside the city, the flesh will dissipate and become a stream of light to return to the city, soon to be resurrected...

For the younger samurai, this is not only a holy place to fight for strength and weakness, but also a great place to practice!

When Luo Zheng and the cloak fighters rose and walked outside the city, two groups of demonic fighters followed behind them. They followed along the way at the behest of the Lord Hao, and they were bound to be killed after the two men left the city.

But they don't know exactly who these two ethnic martial artists are!

“I don't want to fight you for now,” said the cloak warrior, paralleling the left side of Rosen, with the gate in front of him.

“It's okay, I can wait,” Rosenfeld responded faintly.

“That's good,” the cloak martial artist laughed happily.

Other fighters usually rush out of the city gate, jump at their own targets, or leave the city quickly. In short, they are vigilant and will never stay in front of the city gate.

But after the two of them stepped out of the gate, they kept moving slowly and slowly!

This move by the two men confused the demonic warriors who followed them. These demonic warriors thought that Luo Zheng and the cape teenager would flee at a certain time. They would have cautioned against this move, but the two men treated the last ten demonic warriors behind them as if they were air...

Is that gas? Or stupid?

“Lord Hao ordered them to be killed, one time out of town, one time, until the light of their dreams was completely consumed! ”

The leader of the demon clan said that his voice had fallen, and all the demon fighters rushed towards the two men.

At this time, Luo Zheng and the cape fighter also turned around at the same time. Both faces showed a similar smile, which was the smile of the wolf when he saw the sheep...

Luo Zheng did not use a sword.

He just condensed a little wind blade with chaos, spinning slowly at his fingertips!

Such a pale blue, blind wind blade is like a blade of death for these god sea realm fighters!

“Pfft, pfft...”

The demonic warriors in front of them are not sheep for Luo Zheng, but only grass. They cannot see the figure of Luo Zheng, and their lives are drained like grass, quickly harvested!

And the cloak warrior put the pipe behind his head, he also did not use his weapon, just a pair of palms illusioned, made countless handprints, gently slapped on the heads of these demonic warriors, or chest, immediately followed by a time of bone breakage, these demonic warriors were like a watermelon, smashed by his handprints...

When these demonic warriors die, the flesh will dissipate and many yellow lights and a red light will emerge from it!

A red light dot wraps the soul of the warrior and slowly flies back into the city until it is resurrected.

Under those yellow lights, they gather toward Luo Zheng and the Cloak Warrior. This yellow light point is the fantastic number of points in the Fantasy Battlefield!

The first stage of the entire Fantasy Battlefield is ranking by Fantasy Points!

When the Fantasy Battlefield is in its initial state, everyone has an equal number of Fantasy Points, or 100!

After death, the Dream Points will dissipate in half and decrease to 50 points...

Death again, Fantasy Points reduced to 25 points, then halved in turn, until there was nothing left!

The cloak warrior slaughtered five demons. The five demons were also out of town for the first time. There were a hundred fantasy points in their bodies. Each one contributed half of the fantasy points, and he absorbed 250 fantasy points.

And Luo Xuan killed six people, naturally absorbing 300 points, plus 100 points of his own, he had 400 fantasy points.

At the same time, an idea emerged in Rosen's mind, which was to tell Rosen that he is now ranked...

“The total ranking is 8.8 billion… and in this thousand world, the ranking is 1.9 billion…” Seeing this ranking, Luo Zheng's face also shows a faint smile, this ranking is too low, I didn't expect this fantasy battlefield just opened, the warriors among them are so desperate!

As for the cloak martial artist, there was also a helpless smile on his face. He killed five demonic martial artists and would only rank lower than Rosenberg.

However, neither of them cared much about this ranking...

The fantasy battlefield just opened...

The number of fantasy spots in these “grasses” is too small, and their goal is sheep.

If sheep eat grass to get fat, then wolves eat sheep to get fat faster...

At the same time, the strong of all races throughout the atlas are watching the ranking on the pyramid!

Though the Fantasy Battlefield only opened less than a fragrant time.

The vast majority of the names, still lying at the bottom of the pyramid, have slowly emerged and their names have climbed fast on the pyramid.

Luo Zheng and the cape martial artist killed the demonic martial artists and guarded the gates of the city.

The vast majority of martial arts fighters are concentrated in the city, trying to gather fantasy points as quickly as possible and guard the gates of the city to kill people is naturally the fastest way to accumulate fantasy points.

However, the tactics only two people have shown are too harsh.

Inside the original city gate, there are also a large number of demonic fighters ready to leave the city, or consider leaving the city...

It turned out to be such a bloody scene at the gate of the city!

Weren't a bunch of brave demonic fighters suddenly deterred from leaving the city with their strength?

So it's all jammed up in the city and won't come out!

Due to the blockage of the demonic warriors in the front, the demonic warriors in the rear could not leave the city. The demonic warriors in the rear did not know what was happening in the front, so they started yelling!

However, no matter what the warriors in the rear yell, the warriors in front will not leave the city. Ultimately, a large number of warriors will have to choose other gates...

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng also knew that he was afraid of losing his mind. He was not a fool. He stood naked at the gates of the city like this, and they would not rush up to slaughter themselves foolishly. Although this fantasy battlefield will not really die, life is not worth it, but always lose the fantasy point.

After a helpless glance, they could only leave the gates of the city, although they left in different directions.

They both know that there will eventually be a battle between them, but this is clearly not the time, at least until they have accumulated enough fantasy points to make this battle worthwhile!

After leaving the gates, Rosen chose a route that was still moving at a slow pace, but he was thinking about how to accumulate fantasy points faster.

Standing at the gate of the city to mow the grass, obviously unrealistic, killing one is only 50 o'clock, and the bloodbathed martial artist, kill again, the fantasy point will decrease again, the second kill only has 25 o'clock left, which is definitely not the way...

Thinking about it, Luo glanced over a mountain not far away, and after a little reflection, he jumped over it.

“I seem to be in too much of a hurry, the sheep haven't fattened, the wolves haven't fattened... can wait! We'll talk about it after we get fat. ”