Chapter 386 Judgment

"No, this is impossible, how can this be possible?"

Gamolo seemed unable to accept the facts before him. He put his hands on his head and shook his head while shouting, as if he was facing a nightmare and wanted to break the illusion in front of him and wake up.

No wonder he was so shocked. Among all the realms, the crazy heart is considered the top one, and correspondingly, it is also the most difficult to practice. It does not take three or two years to practice. It is easier said than done. It combines consciousness and combat.

Just fuse the instincts together. Let’s not talk about how difficult it is to fuse these two things. Just the basis of it - combat instinct, is a grueling skill.

Because even if a demon is born with a fighting instinct, it does not mean that its fighting instinct can be merged with consciousness to become a crazy heart. The fighting instinct of a newly born demon is like a piece of rough jade that has just been dug out.

Only after processing and polishing can it become fine jade.

For example, Gamorro, the race to which he belongs, Balog, can be regarded as a high-level race in hell, and Gamorro is the leader in Balog. Such a top-notch demon has also used a lot of energy.

For hundreds of years, he continued to experience life-and-death battles, honing his fighting instincts, and finally developed the terrifying fighting instincts. It then took several decades to integrate consciousness and instincts.

Together, they form the crazy heart that they are now.

Therefore, Gamorro has enough reasons not to believe everything in front of him. Even if the opponent is a genius among ghosts, consciousness and instinct can be integrated instantly, but is the instinct required by the crazy heart so easy to exercise? Without countless cruel battles

, it is simply impossible to hone it, just like a gifted child, no matter how high his IQ is, if he has not even learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, how can he possibly learn advanced mathematics?

As a high-level demon, Gamorro has wisdom that is not inferior to that of humans. However, it is this wisdom that makes him extremely confused now, because among intelligent creatures, some guys will suffer from a common problem. They subconsciously think that they are

Race is the best and most outstanding. This is true for demons, elves, and humans.

And Gamorro is just such a person. He thinks that it will take him hundreds of years to develop a crazy heart, so no matter how talented the other party is, it is impossible to deviate from this general category. This idea is ridiculous.

. Just like a rabbit, it took several years of learning and adaptation, and finally learned to eat meat. Then it was surprised to see a lion that was just born, with sharp teeth. It skipped the learning stage and started eating meat.

It's the same - I've been learning something for several years, but you can do it all at once?

In fact, we can't blame Gamolo too much for making such a fuss, because in fact, the Evil Barog clan is indeed a very advanced race. And its natural fighting instinct is second to none among the entire Hell clan. To use rabbit to describe him is really

I feel a little aggrieved. I can only say that as a savior, someone’s starting point is really terrible.

"It's ridiculous, what's impossible?"

Through consciousness, I said slowly, and the sound made me startled - it was no different from the synthesized sound produced by the machine. If Princess Sanwu's voice just couldn't hear any emotion,

So my voice now has reached the point of making people's hair creepy.

At this time, I have gradually adapted to the shock and terror brought by the crazy heart. It is really terrifying. It seems that everything around me has slowed down. A trace of wind or a particle of dust can all be controlled by instinct. The senses emerged in my consciousness, and all the scenes in my eyes became extremely clear, so clear that it even gave me the illusion that everything around me was a part of my body, and that I was part of this field. Lord, turning your hands to become clouds, turning your hands to become rain is just a matter of leisure.

Now, I still don’t know that Crazy Heart and other similar realms are the first and most difficult step in forming a pseudo-realm. After completing this step, as long as the quality and quantity of power reach the standard, then Integrating power into this state of mind is the most elementary pseudo-realm.

The most elementary pseudo-field has two main functions. First, it improves one's abilities in various aspects of the field; second, it limits the enemy's abilities to a certain extent. However, a realm of mind like mine that lacks the strength to integrate can only You can achieve the first step, which is to improve yourself, but you can't limit your opponent's abilities.

"Reciprocity is reciprocated, now you have a taste of my power."

Seeing Gamorro's devastated look, I didn't have the patience to wait until he calmed down again. It was the last word to beat him up. With that said, I couldn't wait to rush forward.

"Hiss——"

A simple straight punch, without any bells and whistles, just swung out on the shortest straight line between points, if you have to say what this punch means In terms of characteristics, it is fast, very fast.

This is an instinctive punch. In order to hit the enemy, I instinctively chose to use the shortest time, the shortest distance, and the fastest speed to achieve this goal. At this moment, I felt very mysterious, as if Instincts merge into one, savoring the subtlety of this punch carefully, and they seem to be separate and independent individuals, watching the shock of this punch from the perspective of a third party. This feeling is like opening a super cheat. Not only can you leisurely watch how your instinct fights, but you can also step into it and absorb skills and experience.

Under this simple punch, Gamorro, who was still in a daze, came over alert and pushed his body to one side, but unfortunately it was too late. The fist hit his chest without any accident, and the impact point was, It is the point of punching and the end point of the straight line trajectory of the punch.

Speed ​​means power.

"boom--"

Time seems to have slowed down. Gamorro's slowly retreating movements, his mouth opened wide whether due to pain or too much surprise, and the incredible gaze in his eyes were so clearly magnified in my pupils that I felt myself His movements also slowed down, and the only thing that didn't change was his thinking speed.

There should still be a chance, I thought subconsciously when I saw Gamorro slowly retreating. But my instinct has already taken action one step ahead of me. I wonder, am I the kind of person whose hands and feet are faster than my brain?

In this slow world, my right knee began to slowly arch, just like the slow motion on TV, but I could still clearly feel that the top of my knee was slowly approaching Gamo at a speed that could be wiped by the naked eye. Luo. Then with a pop, it pressed against his lower body.

Combo - additional knee attack.

Although the second attack was not strong because Gamorro himself was already retreating and their speeds canceled each other out, the landing point was relatively... Well, I hope he already has descendants.

And the next moment, this slow world cracked like a mirror. Gamorro, who was slowly flying backward just now, suddenly disappeared without a trace. If he hadn't seen a huge blow in front of him,

The chasm continued to pull into the distance, and did not stop until it was dragged several miles away. I thought this guy would move instantly and go back to comfort his injured little brother.

Seeing that the lava is gradually filling up this huge gap, I wonder if I can use this method to open up a small river in the future? Huh? Why hasn't Gamorro come up yet? Could it be that he feels warm in the lava and refuses to get up?

"boom--"

In a moment, the chasm... no, it should be said to be the end of the lava river. A few miles away, there was a sudden explosion. Gamorro jumped out of it and stayed in the air. His image was no longer as leisurely as it was a few moments ago.

Even the whole body covered by the dark red lava seems to have some skin exposed, but the lava is slowly covering it again. It is hard to see that this layer of lava has such a great protective effect.

In a world filled with fiery red air and molten magma, Gamorro's blazing eyes looked particularly ferocious, like two scarlet lanterns in a fire, which stood out as he swept his sharp gaze over.

What I saw was nothing.

What is a crazy heart?

Just fight. Fight again and again, without knowing pain, without feeling, without getting tired, until the enemy is destroyed or oneself perishes.

Therefore, I can let my instincts fight and my consciousness eat melon seeds, but Gamolo cannot. In the panic just now, he has already been kicked out of the state of crazy heart, and now he only relies on his own combat experience.

And skills, as mentioned before, if there is a gap in state of mind, even if the experience and skills are much more advanced than the opponent, it will be difficult to make up for it, especially in the face of a top state of mind like Crazy Heart.

The difference between before and after is so huge. In the first few minutes, I had to balance the left and right, resisting the violent force while dealing with Gamorro, who was in the heart of madness.

I can still think wildly while fighting, but on the other hand, it’s Gamorro’s turn to resist my crazy heart.

Gamorro is worthy of being a super master who has been fighting in hell for tens of thousands of years. The moment he discovered that I had disappeared, he had already set his sights on the sky above him. Sure enough, a black spot was like a cannonball, with a whistling sound piercing the sky.

It hit him with a loud sound, and his body was covered with a layer of rich bloody flames, looking like a meteor.

Fast, too fast. Gamolo instinctively dodged and was about to escape the head-on collision of the "meteor". But at this moment, I spread my wings like a roc with my hands, and shamelessly increased the impact range. I thought I could avoid it.

In the past, Diga Moro was scooped up by my suddenly opened arms. He didn't even have time to scream, leaving an afterimage in the air, and then hit the ground directly with the "meteor".

"boom--"

The biggest explosion since the battle occurred, and a mushroom cloud rose high. Even adventurers as far away as the Elf King City could feel the ground trembling slightly.

Here, as someone who has experienced it, I would like to give you a friendly reminder that if you are not absolutely sure, it is best not to use this move, because it is extremely easy to injure the enemy by one thousand and damage yourself by eight hundred... No, maybe you can injure the enemy by one thousand.

, it’s only right to injure yourself by 10,000 yuan. This crazy heart is really too crazy. In order to cause maximum damage to the enemy, he actually made such an attack...

Okay, I admit that as the actual owner of Crazy Heart, when his consciousness is completely clear, it is indeed because he has such thoughts in his heart that he instinctively makes such attacks. Therefore, tragedies often only occur when

in a moment.

Sure enough, Kung Fu and so on... Fire Cloud Evil God and so on... Toad Kung Fu and so on... Good kids must not watch it... And Ultraman...

Several minutes passed...

"Bah bah——"

Malagbi struggled to get out of the soil, and the large amount of soil falling from the sky buried him several meters deep. If he hadn't been a job changer, he would have died long ago.

Although people in the front row are always the most expensive for concerts, there is a saying that if the city gate is on fire, it will affect the fish in the pond. If the person standing on the stage is Sister Furong, then the person in the front row will have to blind herself.

The dog-like eyes, Malagby's current appearance is the best portrayal.

“Cook!!!”

He got out of the hot mud, patted the dirt on his body, and then looked around. Cook was the mage among the four and had the weakest physical strength. Malagubi was really afraid that something would happen to him accidentally.

"here!"

A weak voice sounded, and Cook got out from under his feet and raised his head. He was just facing Malagby's crotch, his face full of depression.

"You stepped on my hand."

"I'm sorry, it's his grandfather's. What on earth is going on? It's too crazy."

Malagby quickly moved his feet and pulled Cook up. He couldn't help but think of the moment he saw before the disaster. One of the two monsters actually jumped into the sky and turned into a meteor and hit the other one.

The monster smashed it down. This kind of attack would not be used by those who don't have pain in the balls... Just thinking about it made him feel goosebumps all over his body. No, even the usually gentle and polite Paladin started scolding him.

"Where are Lucia and White Wolf?"

Cook asked while adjusting his wrinkled mage robe.

"I don't know. Lucia seems to be protected by the Ghost Wolf King. Nothing will happen to her. As for the White Wolf, given his strength, nothing will happen to her."

Sure enough, as soon as Malagbi finished speaking, a pillar of light burst out from the soil, and then Xiaoxue jumped out, shaking his body, and another white and fluffy Snow Wolf King followed.

Lucia came out behind it, and then the white wolf also came out from another place, looking at the four big holes on the ground. It felt like gophers. The four of them couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

At this time, Cook's expression froze when he was facing the battlefield. His mouth opened suddenly, and he almost tore off his jaw. What happened? The other three people turned their heads and followed his line of sight in confusion, and they all agreed with Cook.

Ke opened his mouth wide.

Looking from a distance, as far as they could see in front of them, a huge pit that was several miles wide and hundreds of meters deep appeared in their eyes like a giant. The overflowing magma was flowing along the walls of the pit.

In front of the deep pit, it is like a trickling stream, flowing to the bottom of the pit, not even one thousandth of it is filled.

"Oh my god——"

At this time, the four of them couldn't say anything else except repeating these two words. Lucia suddenly turned around and touched Xiaoxue hard, as if to determine whether it was

It wasn't an illusion. It wasn't until she really felt Xiaoxue's presence that she breathed a sigh of relief. That bad guy seemed to be alive, huh~~
To be continued...