N-A-A Chapter 306
Chapter 306
Watching the root whiskers of the ten-tailed divine tree wrap the four-winged angel Al's body layer by layer, and drag it into the ground little by little, the demigod demon Dawell only felt a chill in his heart, and his heart only snorted.
Ten-tailed Divine Tree, this is actually another demigod-level powerhouse!
And it seems that the other party is completely at the mercy of the man in front of him!
What is the origin of this man and why does he have such great strength?
Remembering the password of the big man in the demon race telling the juniors to kill the Terran Tianjiao, the demigod demon Dawell seemed to smell some kind of gunsmoke.
It's terrifying to think about! It's terrifying to think about!
"Shhh!"
Demigod Demon Dowell gasped, feeling that the whole demon was not good.
I already knew that today, he would definitely not come to the global MOBA world!
Hearing the subtle movement behind him, Yang Ming suddenly turned his head and saw this Yan Demon doing some small movements there, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows coldly, and scolded:
"What are you doing?"
It was obviously just the owner's ordinary reprimand of the domestic dog, but listening to the demigod demon Dowell in the ears, there was no hesitation, so there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the Yan Devil Dowell suddenly shivered, and his face showed a tamed and well-behaved smile like a loyal dog.
God knows how a demon showed such a smile.
It can only be said that in the face of adversity, any intelligent creature can be forced out of a way to survive!
That's right, in the eyes of Yan Demon Daowei, as long as he puts on a low enough posture, he can not only save his life, but also become the right arm of the master in the future!
Hehe, you read that right, this cunning demon has changed his title to Yang Ming in his heart, from that man to the master.
The rapid change of mentality may surprise many people who have stereotypes of demons.
In the stereotype of the heavens and races, the demons of the abyss world are a group of cruel and cunning creatures.
But in fact, this is a beautiful misunderstanding.
Demons are cruel and cunning only to the weak, but if they are to the strong, they will show great humility.
Yang Ming's degree of understanding of demons was the same as most people in Mercury, so when he saw Yan Devil Dawell's loyal dog meme, he subconsciously wondered if this guy was planning a rebellion in his heart.
"I see you guy is very dishonest!"
As soon as Yang Ming fell, Yan Demon Daowell only felt that his body was standing cold, as if something bad was about to happen.
Sure enough!
In the next instant, a gorgeous blue and white striped scabbard appeared in Yang Ming's hand, and a white jade flawless palm fell on the hilt, slowly pulling out the slashing knife hidden inside.
The blade slowly emerged from the scabbard, this is a very slender knife, with light green lines, if only at first glance, this does not seem to be a sword for killing, more like an artifact used to decorate the façade, and even from the slashing knife in front of him, Yan Devil Dauwell does not feel the slightest murderous aura, and it seems that he has not touched a little blood since the beginning of its birth.
A knife that hasn't touched blood?
Does it really exist?
"Wake up! Mare's nest!
With Yang Ming's whispering sound, the blade refracted the rays of sunlight.
But beyond that, nothing seems to have happened.
Only Yang Ming had a wistful smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was not worried about the failure of the illusion of the mirror.
Sure enough, the next moment, Yan Devil Daower, who had just pretended to be a loyal dog, immediately knelt down in front of Yang Ming on both knees, and cried with a handful of snot and tears:
"Master, I am guilty, I shouldn't think about escaping, I shouldn't think about secretly saving Al!"
"Master, please punish me and whip me hard, so that my heart will feel better!"
Yan Devil Dauwell's crying was very loud, coupled with his original identity and status, it naturally attracted the attention of others.
Originally, the alien players who survived were still full of expectations for the Yan Demon Daowell, feeling that this demigod demon must have unspeakable bitterness, so he chose to send people under the fence, and once he had the opportunity, he would definitely choose to backstab Yang Ming and kill this hateful Terran Tianjiao.
However, when he saw Yan Demon Dauwell crying bitterly, all the alien players were instantly numb.
The demigod angel Al became a vegetative person.
The demigod demon Dowell was reduced to licking dogs.
Groove!
So what do we do???
When I put a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that you have a problem!
For the transformation of Yan Demon Daower, Yang Ming just treated it flatly, allowing him to continue to kneel on the ground and ask for atonement.
After Yang Ming's slashing knife has been strengthened many times, the illusion ability it casts is enough to affect the six senses of a living body, and even the subconscious mind will undergo a subtle transformation.
Of course, Yan Demon Daowel is a demigod-level demon after all, with quite strong illusion resistance, and has a strong resistance to the illusion effect of Mirror Flower Water Moon.
The reason why Yan Devil Daower chose to kneel down and beg for mercy was indeed influenced by illusion, but on the other hand, it was also because he realized that if he didn't put himself in the right position, I was afraid that the end would not be much better, so he simply went down the slope and did a fake show!
Life is like a play, nothing more!
But for other alien players, this is tantamount to overturning their belief in the final turnover!
An elven player looked desperate, and without waiting for Yang Ming to come over to dispose of them, he took out a highly poisonous dagger from the space bag and viciously wiped it on his neck.
Before dying, he let out a desperate wail:
"I would rather commit suicide than die at the hands of the humble Terrans!"
The knife was shining, and blood was splattered.
The corpse of the elven player fell to the ground in a daze, as if it had sounded some kind of trumpet.
Other alien players who survived were also desperate and took out their weapons and chose to commit suicide.
Before they died, they stared hatefully at the demigod demon Dao Wei kneeling in front of Yang Ming, with resentment in his tone,
"I would rather die standing than die on my knees!"
"Dao Will, in vain you are Tianjiao of the Demon Race, you actually kneel to a human and beg for mercy, you are not worthy of the name Tianjiao at all!"
Hearing the accusations of other alien players before they died, Yan Devil Dauwell's body trembled slightly.
The emotions of pain, self-blame, and desperation are like knocking over the five-flavor bottle, turning into poison and climbing on the heart field of Yan Devil Dauwell, constantly corroding his heart.
But when Yan Demon Daowei glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw the faint smile at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, it was suddenly like being poured with a basin of cold water.