Juggernaut is not common in the world of Ashe, he is not even a rank, but just a title of honor.
Elf Juggernaut, Human Juggernaut, orc Juggernaut, this honorary title spans levels and is bestowed on those swordsmen and warriors who specialize in martial arts cultivation, and their symbol is the ability to release the sword qi that leaves the body at will.
Ashe is not some fantasy world where the fighting spirit is vertical and horizontal, and the shock waves are scattered as a whole. The training of the warriors is based on the training of the physical body, and the physical strength is improved step by step. , is still just a powerful melee unit.
In other words, they are always melee units who cannot release sword energy. Then, for high-level spellcasters, they are still just relatively hard sandbags. Therefore, regardless of the sword energy released, it seems inconspicuous, but for pure warriors In many cases, it is the difference between life and death.
Only the Juggernauts themselves know that stepping into the realm of Juggernaut actually breaks the barrier between themselves and the outside world, and establishes a special connection. The power of the sword can be turned into sword qi to hurt people, and the profound meaning of swordsmanship of large-scale killing is also possible to master, and it is possible to turn the impossible.
Does it sound familiar? The world of Ashe also has a so-called saint-level existence. It is a realm above the legend and a super-sacred powerhouse. Their characteristics are also able to communicate externally, turning their will into a force that interferes with reality.
Everything comes from the soul, and the obsession of a strong enough soul is enough to distort the rules and interfere with the world. To do this, what's wrong with being called an extraordinary saint.
And only the Juggernauts themselves know that the Juggernaut realm is just the beginning...
"The difference is too big."
The flat martial arts field was already lying down, the mercenaries lay helplessly on the ground and groaned, but Roland's spirit clone stood there bored.
This is not the result of three days and three nights of war, but the ending of only ten minutes. The mercenaries went into battle one by one according to Timurette's instructions to consume the opponent's physical strength, but found that if they fell instantly, they might even consume their physical strength. Can't do it.
In the end, I was forced, and everyone went up together...
"Twelve seconds? Or eleven seconds? Forget it, it's meaningless, it's just adults bullying children, he's not serious at all."
The mercenaries finally saw the existence of the great swordsman who shot with all his strength. Even if his arms are so weak that he can only pick up a wooden stick, the sword qi storm waving at will is comparable to a tornado in reality. First hit the sword, only to find the movement of his sword.
Twelve people went up, and twelve swords were sent down, without shaking the profound meaning, because the opponent in front of him was not worthy.
This is contempt on the bright side. The incarnation even saves the poisonous tongue. It's just the look in the eyes of squatting and yawning, and then watching the children playing water gun battles, which makes the soldiers who have been bleeding from the knife in this life very injured.
But they are also secretly rejoicing that if this trial ground hadn't restricted the incarnation of spiritual bodies from killing people, I'm afraid there would be no living people here.
In the mess, Barton himself was the most injured. Every time he rushed forward with all his strength, he was dragged by his opponent and hurt himself by his own strength.
Even if the setting can't hurt people maliciously, facing another swordsman, Roland's avatar can't keep his hands too much, and the result of not keeping his hands will be more serious.
But he didn't hesitate, bandaging the wound a little, then rushed up again, and then flew back at a faster speed.
This is not his sudden awakening of some special hobbies, but his responsibility as the team leader. At this time, there is no retreat. Timiret silently gives him a compliment behind his back...
"You are stupid, a great swordsman accompanies you to practice swordsmanship, and you don't have to worry about accidentally dying, where can you find such a good thing!"
Well, it seems that he didn't think so much, just a simple martial artist mentality? But judging from the strange curvature of the corner of the seemingly rude man's mouth, Timurette may not be as simple as he looks.
Please, it is better to be motivated, and volunteer work is worse than paying wages. The team leader's roar has paid off. With the Juggernaut Barton taking the lead, the others have also regained their strength. At least this is indeed a rare opportunity.
On the other side, Timurett was busy in front of the instrument.
"...The situation is not right, the martial arts field is locked in the 'activated' state."
"Of course not. It is usually not used here, and since that Roland stopped us, it is impossible for 'Talling' not to take the time to take action."
Compared with before, Katerina's eyes have a lot less strange colors, but her tone and temperament have gone further and further away from the simple bar girl of that year.
"It's not right to be calm. We have to break through here immediately. Sister Winrel... Brother, please..."
"I don't know any martial arts, can magic do it?"
"There's no other way. Every minute it takes is an extra point of danger."
I was worried that using magic in the martial arts field would cause new troubles, but the dracolich Winrel never took action, but when he had just gathered his magic power and locked the avatar Roland, there was a string of strange noises in the sky above the martial arts field. reverberating.
"A malicious magic reaction is detected, the presence of an intruder is judged, the alert self-defense mode is automatically replaced with a counterattack mode, the spirit body replica is not allowed to hurt people, the upper limit of replication is canceled, and the free mode is entered, and the intruder is cleared."
Timoret's simultaneous translation was timely, but everyone was fooled again.
At this moment, Timurett figured out the ins and outs of the matter. This area is probably a very special independent area. Since it is not under the jurisdiction of Taring, naturally there is no need to take into account the constraints of those masters and slaves, so Taring plans to Murder with a knife.
"Careful, stand back! Don't let it duplicate any more trouble."
Before the mercenaries had time to retreat, a black phantom suddenly appeared in the center of the field. The master here was not satisfied with the strongest rookie in the eyes of these outsiders.
"Stupid carbon-based creatures, your doomsday is here, meet the strongest warriors of our civilization!"
The function of the martial arts field was activated again, and the scanning repeatedly aimed at the phantom that had just appeared, and new spirit warriors were born one by one.
"Sophie the Flyer, Gilwell the Butcher of Flesh... Damn, they're all epic heroes of that era!"
At a glance, even Timurett is a little desperate. Those spirit beings are actually powerful warriors in the heyday of the sage civilization!
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When Timurette and Patton's team encountered a crisis, the frontal battlefield fell into an eerie calm.
The new reinforcements from the undead natural disaster are still on the way, and Heng is trying his best to absorb the power of death to restore herself, but at this time, she found that the scene around her had changed again, and that strange scene appeared in front of her again.
Even after being attacked by a terrible explosion, this dark world still exists, but the ground has collapsed a lot, and there are still crystallized ore in the deep pit that was blasted open, and there are still slow flow in many areas. The lava and flames, the smoke billowing in the sky, and the high-temperature oven on the ground are obviously not a good place to treat people.
But such an environment is meaningless to Heng, and she also knows that this world cannot prevent people from coming and going normally.
"Want to obstruct my vision and take the opportunity to play tricks? Or take the opportunity to disperse those forces of death?"
She just wanted to leave this area, but suddenly stopped, she found that the surrounding death aura became more intense, more... delicious
"This shouldn't be natural. Maybe it's a more suitable area for undead to live in than the plane of death. Is this the place where Yongye keeps his servants in captivity? This time he miscalculated. With such a land of death, my recovery will be met. soon… "