An infinite journey starting from Baldur's Gate

When Astairon revealed the final fate of "Leazel" and mocked the appearance of the Githyanki, she blurted out,

At that moment, Raizel reached out with a gloomy expression and grabbed the handle of the weapon behind his back.

The death of herself in another time and space actually had little to do with her, but the problem was that this white-haired female vampire spawn was obviously sarcastic with her!

"I'm sorry. I apologize to you on her behalf, Raizel."

Seeing this, Ma Long apologized quickly and raised his hand to hit the woman's head!
Her mouth can cause trouble if she's not careful, causing trouble for everyone.

"Ah! Hiss~"

After being beaten, Astelon squatted down with his head in his hands and kept rubbing the painful spots. He gritted his teeth fiercely and looked at the back of the paladin and whispered:

"If you have the guts, don't take off this iron suit, or I'll have to make you look good."

After all, Ma Long's armor is for full-body protection, including her feet. There is no way for her to break through this ultimate defense that is difficult to penetrate with a heavy sword...

After apologizing, Xie Nian waved his hand, signaling Raizel not to be too fussy.
Someone has received the punishment they deserve.

At this time, the male version of Gale touched his beard, thought for a moment, and asked:

"...Scroll of Complete Resurrection?"

The female version pursed her lips slightly, covering her proud breasts with her hands and nodded in response:
"Well, you have one too, right? Otherwise, the consequences of that thing would be unimaginable."

When it comes to the sphere of destruction that exists in the body, the expressions of the two mages are particularly unified and complex. Although they are in different time and space,

But the past history of both parties is basically the same...

"Quiet."

Suddenly Xie Nian shouted loudly, stopping both parties from continuing to chat.

Then he looked at Ma Long calmly and got straight to the point:

"Win two out of three games, so in this first match, who are you going to send first?"

"Karak."

Ma Long smiled slightly, raised his hand without looking back, and called out his partner's name.

As soon as the voice fell, a strong man with a height of more than two meters, an extremely strong physique and carrying a giant ax on his shoulders, immediately walked out of the queue,

When he came to the captain's side, he stood there with an indifferent expression.

After all, the competition needs to be done in moderation. It is best to send melee members. The mage comes on the stage and uses magic to attack, which is absolutely impossible!
After all, if a spell is thrown out, it cannot be retrieved just as easily.

Looking up at the candidates who appeared on the stage, Xie Nian swallowed subconsciously and couldn't help but widen his eyes:
"Karak, is this... still necessary to compete?"

The strong man in front of him was like a wall. Putting a pestle close to him made him feel more and more oppressive! In comparison, the one in his team looked inferior.

Then a one-horned tiefling woman who was similar in height to Harsin and also plump and strong,
He also stepped forward with an ax on his shoulder, looking directly at his powerful opponent without fear and said with a smile:
"What are you afraid of? But to be honest, hoho~ man, you are so big! If I had this kind of physique, I would not be able to deal with those demons from hell... I could pinch them with my hands~"

Karak lowered his head slightly and looked at the shorter "self" from the parallel world.
His expression changed slightly, and he continued:
"...The blood-armored demon is still quite difficult to deal with. No matter how strong your body is, it can't withstand that guy's bombs. But the rest is fine."

Both parties have the same painful experience of being trapped in hell. As the saying goes, we feel sympathy for each other.
He looked at the other party with a little more pity.

After all, she is a woman, so to adapt to the harsh and extremely dangerous environment of hell, the effort and price required must be more than him!

Hearing this, Karak nodded and agreed with a smile:

"Aha~ I think so too! Those beasts like the blood-armored demons are very difficult to deal with. They always resort to some kind of fighting tactics such as hiding in Tibet for sneak attacks and setting off fireworks everywhere."

"That's enough, Karak, stand down. I don't agree with this competition. The gap between you and him is too big."

After a brief and careful consideration of the evil thoughts, I expressed my objection in a serious tone.
He pulled the person back forcefully and said to Ma Long:

"I asked for another one. He is too strong and it is not fair to fight against him." "...Okay, no problem."

After taking a look at Karak, who was as strong as an ox, Ma Long agreed without hesitating for long.
Wave to your partner to return to the queue.

The fact is undeniable that one's own side has a great advantage. Both of them have the experience of long-term battles in hell, and they are proficient in various fighting skills.

But the gap in strength and body cannot be made up by the above.

Karak, who has always been keen on fighting, found out that he did not need to play. He breathed a sigh of relief and retreated to his friends.

He also felt that it was unfair and that the game was not a real battle.

Since Karak was placed on the "no playing" list, there were only three suitable people left in the two teams. Xie Nian waved his hand:
"Will, the first game is yours."

A one-eyed black man with double horns on his forehead and braids answered the call and strode out.

Seeing this, Weier felt quite complicated in her heart, and stepped forward without waiting for the captain to call her name.

Sudden! Ying Xin spoke with a heavy tone:

"Vell, this competition is particularly important to me... Please."

From the beginning of the team formation until now, this is the first time that Ying Xin openly asks for help in a low profile. For the sake of his faith, he must not lose!

"I'll do my best."

Weir, who knew this well, looked back and responded solemnly.

It happened that the female version of Yingxin on the other side saw this and learned the same thing, shouting to her teammates:

"Will, the Border Blade must win."

The black man who heard this smiled bitterly and nodded silently in response.

Seeing the personnel in place, Ma Long immediately said:

"The rules are very simple, no magic is allowed, and try not to hurt anyone,"

"That's it, everyone disperse!"

After saying that, everyone stepped back a few steps to provide a spacious enough venue.

Pulling out the weapon tied around his waist, Weier stood elegantly with his left hand behind his back, the tip of the sword pointed directly at his opponent, and his one-eyed gaze was sharp:
"Vil Ravengard."

This set of actions fully reflects his aristocratic temperament.
As we all know, duels and competitions between powerful people must be reported before they begin.

Seeing this, the black man reproduced the entire set of actions:
"...Will Ravengard."

After the sound fell, the two of them looked at each other in confusion, neither of them took the lead, as if they were looking into a mirror, carefully observing the "person in the mirror".

After being silent for a while, Will looked at the horns on the other person's forehead and scarlet eyes, and couldn't help but said in a low voice with a complicated face:
"Mizola, that damn devil did the same thing to you...right?"

From the other person's expression and words, Weier was keenly aware of the desolation and loneliness.
How similar to her before.

This is what happens when a revered hero turns into a devil, and the contrast between before and after is so great that the vanity in his heart can no longer be satisfied...

But she had already solved her knot, faced up to her mistakes, and corrected them.

"The gift of these horns from Mizola is not a punishment in my opinion. Its heavy weight means that my choice is not wrong,"

"The Border Blade will never, let alone be defeated by the devil's tricks."

(End of this chapter)