Chapter 712 Dark Night Divine Realm
"ha!"
“Ping pong pong!”
"Ha ha."
Japar opened his mouth and took a few deep breaths, then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Under his feet were silver tears that were slowly turning into smoke and dissipating.
Watching a creature that looked exactly like him gradually turn into ashes and die was really a novel experience, not to mention that the Silver Teardrop imitated a version without any equipment and only wearing rags, but he didn't want that feeling at all now.
The silver teardrop that took on his own appearance was more difficult to deal with than he had expected.
Each of them has the same strength as the silver teardrop that blocked the entrance of Noklonn and attacked them just now, but at that time he had Leon and others by his side who could disperse the firepower. Now it is no longer possible, because the two silver teardrops he encountered are imitating everything he does.
Appearance, abilities, weapons.
Just now, Gapar really felt as if he was fighting two of himself at the same time.
If the person imitated by the Silver Teardrop had no protective gear, no mind to flexibly use various tactics, and his body was more fragile than that of a normal person, he would not have been able to seize the opportunity to directly unleash a wave of fierce combat skills covering hundreds of meters around and clearing the enemy's health bar.
He will definitely be in a very bad situation in this battle.
The Mimic Teardrops are the product developed by the residents of the Eternal City in order to create their own king. Although there are many of them, they are not good-looking.
But their strength is quite strong. For the residents of the Eternal City, the Mimicking Teardrops are their secret weapon.
Unfortunately, before they could throw more replica tears into the battlefield, their city sank into the ground, leaving many tears behind.
Now, Gapar was temporarily weakened because he had quickly forced his body to use powerful fighting skills, and he needed to take a few breaths before he could recover.
"My strength is far greater than it used to be. Why can those silver tears still imitate me?"
It is obvious that no matter how those other monsters with the ability to imitate try, they can never become stronger than the ones they imitate. Otherwise, monsters with the ability to imitate should be the strongest race in the world, and they could just imitate hundreds of sword masters, spear masters, and bow masters.
Wondering, Japar was very confused now.
Ever since his strength grew and he experienced a second spring in the Sean Dungeon, he hasn't encountered a monster that could make him lose for a long time.
"This is weird."
He sprinkled some repair powder on his weapon and walked forward along the edge of the building where he would fall if he missed a step.
Take two steps, jump, take two more steps, step onto a new platform, and then...
“Puff, puff, puff—”
The three silver teardrops blocking the way transformed in unison the moment they saw Japar.
Gapar watched the three "selves" gradually taking shape in the mist, his eyelids twitching with anger. He burst out with all his strength and rushed to the three silver teardrops without even blinking.
"【Slashing Field】!"
Just maximize the power of the ultimate move and release it all at once!
The silver teardrop that hasn't had time to transform yet will have only one outcome when encountering such a powerful skill: death!
Their newly formed blades tried to block the dazzling sword light, but after a few ping-pong sounds, there was no movement. The smoke dissipated, and the place was covered with an unknown liquid with the residue of silver tears. There was also Japar, who was standing there gasping for breath, leaning on his sword.
“That’s it.”
A few minutes later.
“Puff!”
Looking at the two silver teardrops that appeared in front of him again, Japar's mouth muscles and eye corners twitched.
"【Slashing Field】!"
A few more minutes passed.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
"【Slashing Field】!!!"
Walked a little further.
“Puff, puff, puff, puff!”
"Slashing Call. [Slashing Field]."
With his body gradually beginning to feel tired, after killing the silver teardrops that blocked his way, Gapar simply lay down on the spot, his chest heaving violently.
To him, what happened just now was like releasing powerful moves continuously, and he felt weak all over now.
He was not injured and his body looked intact, but his internal fighting spirit was severely depleted.
He no longer wanted to discuss whether it was reasonable for him to release his ultimate move so frequently. He only knew that if he didn't do so, he would be dragged into an endless tug-of-war by the imitation teardrops.
"How many of these things are there?"
a lot of.
Who knows how many residents of the Eternal City were originally created, and who knows what the upper limit Gong Qiying set for the automatic replenishment of monsters in the dungeon was.
Before you know the upper limit, just think of it as a large number of elite monsters that will reappear every time you rest in the blessing.
Now, whenever Japar saw the silver liquid, he felt scared and nauseous.
As the old saying goes, a person’s greatest opponent is himself. Even if you cannot win, you can still gain a lot of inspiration from fighting with yourself.
This makes sense. Fighting seriously with your own clone can indeed hone your martial arts skills.
But if one's clone mastered the eighteen running styles of the Soul Five and Six Arts Marathon and the advanced throwing techniques of the feces pot...
Then spending time fighting yourself is no longer honing your martial arts skills, it is honing your blood pressure.
Although Gapar seldom uses the above-mentioned tactics in battle, he knows about them, and the Gapar clone created by Silver Tear has also learned them.
After only exchanging two silver tears, Japar came to a conclusion in his heart.
If I were to become a monster, I would definitely be regarded as the ultimate dung by the adventurers.
So even though he occasionally showed Shura's enthusiasm for battle, he could not withstand the continuous entanglement of silver tears and had to use a big move with enough damage to clear the field before the opponent completed the transformation.
He had finally figured it out. He had figured out how to conquer this haunted, underworld area.
Bring over adventurers who are weak enough, or at least weaker than himself, and let the Silver Teardrop imitate those more people, and then he can take action and kill them effortlessly.
In other areas, adventurers who form teams are as strong as possible, but here, they have to team up with weaker ones.
Isn't this a kind of anti-routine?
Some consolation for Gapar is that the number of runes given by the Silver Teardrop is quite large, much higher than the currently recognized highest value Giant Guard. Of course, it may also be related to the fact that the Gapar they imitated is more powerful.
The drop rate of [The remains of a replica teardrop] is really high. He has picked up seven or eight of them so far, but unfortunately he hasn't used any of them yet. In addition, some materials such as empty teardrop shells will also drop.
In addition, Japar also got a strange thing.
The returning half of the king becomes the Eternal King, ruling over the deserted city.
After Silver Teardrop died, something like a fragment of a stone tablet fell out of its dissolved body, on which were written things in magical words that looked like riddles to him.
He found it difficult to understand the words written on other stone tablets, but he understood this sentence.
"That means the boss of this place is the Eternal King."
He has been in the Sen Dungeon for quite a while, and he knows the nature of this dungeon very well!
The narrative is fragmented, with information hidden in the corners of the map and repeated mentions of certain obscure yet powerful terms.
Then the person or creature that is mentioned repeatedly must have a very high status in this area!
Just like the Overlord Wolnir is mentioned repeatedly in the Catacombs of Casas, the final boss is really Wolnir.
Now Japar is convinced that the leader of the Dark Realm is the Eternal King!
This title sounds big, but in the eyes of Japar, who has experienced many mysterious and powerful words in the Thane dungeon, the title of "Eternal King" is not so scary!
After all, even Greg has a very impressive name like [Golden King].
Before witnessing the power of the Eternal King with his own eyes, he would never jump to conclusions and blindly regard the other party as a powerful being.
It can be said that after hanging out in the Senn dungeon for so long, he has formed a new set of thinking.
"Damn it, are there no other monsters in this damn place?"
Feeling that he had recovered a little, Gapar stood up again and walked towards the temple which was not far away.
Not long after he walked, another silver teardrop blocked his way. He couldn't help but sigh and drew his sword speechlessly.
But as the smoke rose, the silver teardrop in it turned into a figure he had never seen before.
(End of this chapter)
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