"Roar!—Ah!" As the lightning flashed, the Ursa was flashing static electricity like sparks all over his body. His appearance was extremely painful and even hideous, but the rage did not seem to dissipate, but continued. Connected to the horizon, constantly instilling the power of violent thunder on the Ursa.
"Ah!!!" Finally, after holding on for five minutes, the Ursa warrior fell to the ground with exhaustion, and his breathing gradually weakened, until he finally lost his breath, he was scorched and limp on the ground. , Beyond recognition.
Obviously, he is dead.
"This—it's too cruel." Seeing the tragic death of the Ursa, An Yang's forehead was sweating, was the power of this angry thunder terrifying? An Yang used the crystal ball to probe the Ursa Warrior's combat effectiveness, and it had already reached the tenth level.
It turned out to be chopped to death by this rage
However, the other bear people were just stunned when they saw this scene, and when they roared again, their eyes were full of warfare.
They understand that this hurdle must be passed, and if they pass, it is like a carp leaping over a dragon gate, with a qualitative leap, even if it receives a rage thunder, the strength afterwards will be much greater than before.
This is a deadly game, but also a tempting game, whoever survives to the end will gain the most.
An Yang and Timo watched their group of people's self-harm behavior from a distance. They looked around and didn't see any better baby, "Boss, do you want to mention Mo down the mountain? It seems a bit scary here—" Mo's teeth were fighting.
Boom!
At this time, there was another big tree that was smashed by the thunder, which directly split the thick tree with three people in half.
This does not belong to the scope of the rage thunder, and the rage thunder will only be drawn down by the Ursa Warriors. The power of these landing thunders is seven or eight points weaker than that of the rage thunder.
Nevertheless, the thunder almost scared Timo's soul, and simply hugged An Yang's neck and didn't let go.
An Yang is also a little trembling. After all, this is a minefield. In case of bad luck and being smashed, it is estimated that he will really not survive. He is not like the male protagonists in fantasy novels, who will be hacked after being hacked by lightning. All kinds of cattle B are out.
"Okay, let's go." An Yang looked around for the last time, and suddenly found a very familiar figure beside that corner.
"Isn't that Volibear?" An Yang remembers the appearance of the white bear in the game very clearly. He used white bears a lot before, so he recognized Volibear at a glance.
After seeing Volibear, An Yang didn't want to leave.
This seems to be a hero—
Now An Yang sees the hero as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he has to work hard and earn it in his pocket.
"Boss, go! Boss, go!" Timo saw An Yang standing still, so he jumped down and dragged An Yang's fingers to the front, but there was no strength in Timo. After dragging An Yang for a long time, she stood still and looked at the Volibear.
When everyone else was looking up to the sky and roaring, he stood quietly in the corner, looking at the group of bear people in front of him, with a kind of indifference in his eyes.
Yes, it is indifference, that is an absolute indifference, ignoring this group of bear people, ignoring the raging thunder in the sky, ignoring everything.
"Boss, go away, Timo is afraid!" Timo pulled An Yang's sleeve forcefully again, An Yang took Timo back into the crystal ball without saying a word, and walked towards Volibear step by step.
He now looks like a bear in the eyes of others, and he won’t attract the attention of other bears. The other bears are very busy now, busy drawing thunder. They all heard the words of the bear king just now. This may be because The Sacred Peak finally opened together.
If you can’t get out the Ursa who can take over the race with five rage thunders instead of King Bear, let alone the rest, this Holy Peak will never be unlocked again. The conditions for the Holy Peak to be opened must be King Bear. , The bear king who undertook the five anger thunder.
So everyone is working desperately, more, just for their own benefit.
An Yang walked to Volibear and stopped.
Volibear's indifferent gaze swept across An Yang's body, slightly strange, "Why don't you go to lead the thunder?" An Yang asked, "I think everyone is working hard to lead the thunder."
"It's not difficult for me to lead thunder." Volibear didn't seem to be interested in talking to An Yang, and just answered hastily.
"You seem very confident?" An Yang asked.
"Please pay attention to yourself when inquiring about others. If you can't get the bear king this time, I am afraid that there will be no good place for this kind of practice in the future. You can quickly lead the thunder." Volibear was impatient. Said.
"This kind of extreme cultivation method is not advisable." An Yang said.
"Oh?" Volibear was a bit serious, "Are you afraid of death?"
An Yang smiled, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Volibear finally started to face An Yang, "Which branch are you from? I haven't seen you before."
In the bear clan, there is also the division of small tribes, which are similar to the blood circulation of Anyang's world, with side branches and main lines.
An Yang didn't answer, but instead asked, "People are very careful to lead the thunder. Even if you are sure, you seem to be-disdainful?"
"Disdain? You can say the same thing." Volibear replied in a deep voice. "As for all the bear people on the thundering platform, none of them are not greedy. They are all selfish. Those who are weak just want to take this opportunity to improve themselves. After all, there may not be this opportunity in the future, and the strength is tyrannical. Even more, he wanted to take five rage thunders in one breath to claim the king, but they did it all for their own sake. Whether to improve their strength or to be the king, it was only for their own interests to be maximized. So I disdain."
"What about you? Hearing what you said is so indignant, if you take the five rage thunders and become the bear king, it is not for yourself?" An Yang glanced at Volibear and found that his face was calm.
"No, I am for the future of the whole clan. If I become the bear king, I will think of the bear clan wholeheartedly." Volibear said firmly.
"What I said doesn't seem to be very convincing."
"It's enough for me to believe in myself. If a person doesn't even believe in myself, is it worth others to believe?"
An Yang moved slightly. From the point of view of Volibear's body shape, he thought he belonged to the kind of simple-minded and well-developed limbs. In the end, he didn't expect his words to be quite profound.
"Then how can you be sure that other people don't think about the bear clan?"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe anyone except me." Volibear said lightly.
"Okay." Seeing Volibear's resolute attitude, An Yang stopped saying anything, but stood beside Volibear and waited for the opportunity with him.
Volibear is waiting for the most violent opportunity for Skyrim Thunder, and An Yang is waiting for an opportunity to persuade Volibear to sign a contract with him. Judging from the current distrust of Volibear, he wants to sign a contract with him. It seems a bit difficult.
But I haven't tried, An Yang won't give up easily.
An angry thunder billowed from the horizon, and another rage thunder struck down. In addition to bringing out a pale shadow, it also took away the name of a Ursa warrior.
The Sacred Peak has been opened for two hours. During these two hours, countless Ursa Warriors have fallen, and some Ursa Warriors have taken on an angry thunder, and their whole body has undergone some subtle changes, and they are satisfied. , Down the mountain.
Volibear looked at them with extremely disdainful eyes, and An Yang felt that Volibear seemed a bit extreme.
Of course, there were also those who took the next two rage thunders, but the number of people who took the next rage thunder was much smaller.
So far, An Yang has counted them down. There are three Ursa warriors who have taken on three fury thunders. They are now exuding a faint purple light. When passing by An Yang, An Yang can even feel that his vellus hair is erected.
"The three of them are already comparable to level 12 heroes." When passing by, Volibear said lightly, level 12 heroes are indeed very remarkable, but Volibear seemed to describe it. It was just an understatement, and he didn't seem too surprised.
"It seems that there are not many bear people left now." An Yang looked around and found that the densely packed bear people on the top of this mountain are now dead and wounded, and the rest have also taken on different anger Lei Shu went down the mountain with satisfaction, and An Yang could indeed tell from their eyes that they were really just doing it for themselves.
No more than ten fingers are left, they are still making the final struggle, they roar and vent their unwillingness to the sky, as if they are about to roar the sky.
The thunder was roaring, and the raging thunder was tumbling, and there were bursts of deafening noises.
Punch!
Another silver light flickered, and it struck a Ursa. He became ugly, no one could feel the pain he endured, but the unyielding roar still didn't stop, he was still struggling, still roaring.
Perhaps it was the unyielding voice and shadow of this tiny Ursa that angered the raging thunders on the horizon. As the raging thunders rolled, three rags of thunder fell again in the next instant.
One after another was swift and violent, and the power contained in one after the other was terrifying, and finally fell the faint light mixed with lavender.
The three rage thunders roared like a silver dragon and furiously towards the small and vulnerable Ursa warrior below, and the sound of breaking the wind seemed to laugh at his uncontrollable power.
"It's over." An Yang looked at the Ursa with a slight sigh. He could read a little helplessness from the eyes of the Ursa, but he was more unyielding. He hadn't given up yet!
It's a pity that the strength difference is that the Ursa's breath is only eighth at most, and he is mortal if he accepts three rage thunders in one breath.
Just when An Yang was praying for him in his heart, Volibear, who hadn't moved before, moved.
Bringing out a gust of wind, in the next breath, he appeared above the head of the Ursa, roaring up to the sky in an extremely domineering posture.
"Welcome to the storm!!!"