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Chapter 1271 Bunny

[Stunt: The gift of the enemy of fate, after receiving the blessing of the goddess of fate, these eight long thorns already have the ability to touch the priesthood of fate.

Whenever it launches an attack and successfully hits a target, it will absorb the power of fate around the opponent, make the fate dice suspended outside the Arcane Continent roll once, and draw a portion from the river of fate depending on the result. Gift of the Enemy of His Fate]

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What the hell?

After reading the new entries of the artifact version [Spider-killing Stinger], William couldn't help but frowned suspiciously.

What about the probability? I looked left and right and didn't see the probability? And what the **** is this gift from an old enemy? Even if you give a 1% probability of breaking armor, it's better than this ambiguous thing!

"You don't understand! This is the best!"

Facing William's inquiry, the hip-pull goddess swore:

"Let me tell you, I thought about it just now, and found that although this set of things feels fierce, it actually feels a bit tasteless, and it is basically a one-shot chance.

If you don’t believe me, think about it for yourself. According to your current level, an opponent who can be caught and stabbed by you for a minute is estimated to be almost dead with one shot. The true **** has too many methods, it is almost impossible to be stabbed tens of thousands of times in a row, and it would be good if you can catch the opportunity for a few seconds... Are you right? "

"Well…"

After hearing the words, William thought for a while, and then realized that what the hip-pull goddess said seemed to make sense this time. With my current strength, an opponent who can be caught and stabbed by me for a minute can almost be killed with a single shot. There is really no need to bet on this probability.

The true gods have accumulated all kinds of means in their long lives, and they will immediately distance themselves when they find something wrong. For example, if the guy who is the deceitful demon king, if he mobilizes the priesthood of deceit, he probably will only attack in the first round. If there is a chance, he will soon find a way to distance himself, or simply clone himself and die for him, etc.

So unless you encounter an extreme situation, it is really unlikely that the existence of the true **** level will be stabbed tens of thousands of times by yourself. The upper limit of this thing does not seem to be as high as it seems.

"right?"

Seeing that William didn't speak out to refute, the hip-pulling goddess couldn't help but smile triumphantly, and then said flickeringly:

"So I think that when facing ordinary opponents, you don't lack conventional coping methods. What you really lack are things that can raise your upper limit and may have miraculous effects at critical moments, and my blessing is just right That's it, it has the ability to turn you around at critical moments!

Hmm... It's very troublesome to explain, just wait until I find a living creature to demonstrate it to you. "

While talking, the hip-pull goddess stretched out her hand and waved towards the sea of ​​clouds below.

There were only a few terrified screams, and two small monsters with rabbit ears floated up from below, dancing and dancing, and handed the ears to her hand automatically and consciously.

Under William's curious eyes, the hip-pull goddess lifted a long thorn and lightly pricked the **** of the terrified rabbit-shaped monster.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by an unusually ferocious neigh, a phantom of a tiger nearly three meters in length pounced out, swung its claws with thick pads in the air, and slammed heavily on the back of the rabbit-shaped monster.

There was only a crackling sound, and this rabbit-shaped monster, which was about the size of an ordinary coyote, was smashed by this claw, and flew out with a swish, and fell heavily on Xiaolan's back. , twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

"..."

The demo is the demo...why kill the bunny?

"Hehe, this is a gift from the enemy of fate!"

Looking at the phantom of the tiger dissipating in the air, the hip-pull goddess first smiled with satisfaction, and then explained:

"After being blessed by me, each time these eight long thorns hit a target, they can absorb the power of fate from the target, and inform my accompanying artifact, the fate dice, of the characteristics.

Then the fate dice will be rolled once, and with the help of its own power of fate, it will randomly draw an attack from its enemy from the endless river of fate! "

Seeing that William still didn't understand, the hip-pull goddess pointed to the dead rabbit-shaped beast and said:

"For example, that magical beast over there, if it wasn't for us today, it would probably encounter the tiger just a few days later, and then be slapped to death and eaten, and just now [Spider Killing Thorn] absorbed its blood. The power of fate pulled the tiger that killed it out of the river of fate, and gave it a slap in advance...do you understand now?"

"Understood."

William nodded, then thoughtfully said:

"So, if I stab you with this thing..."

"It's possible to pull that bastard, the God of Knowledge, over and give me a thirteenth-level unique magic!"

After answering William's question with a dark face, the hip-pull goddess snorted and said:

"Because the consumption of pulling people is borne by the power of fate of the target itself, and I don't need to bear it, so the summoned attack can even exceed the upper limit of my strength. Moreover, the power of fate that can be created by one person is his. The sum of all the people and things he can come into contact with in his life is far greater than his strength itself.

So even if it is an ordinary person, as long as he dies in the hands of a thirteenth-level demon **** in the future, his power of fate will be enough to pull out a thirteenth-level attack, so the maximum limit of this kind of summoning is extremely high.

And this also means that as long as your luck is good enough, you can even drain the power of destiny that I have accumulated all my life in an instant, and even the power of destiny that I will acquire in the future, and pull out dozens or hundreds of thirteenth-level magic spells from the long river of destiny Come. "

Hiss... That is indeed a bit of a bug!

To tell the truth, the goddess of hip stretching who always stretches her hips is so powerful this time, William is not even used to it.

After pondering for a while, he seemed to find something amiss, and asked with a slight frown:

"By the way... if you have such a powerful ability, why didn't you fight against the God of Knowledge back then? Why don't you just draw hundreds of opponents out of his fate?"

"..."

No... When people are happy ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Can't you not mention this?

"How can it be so easy, it depends on luck to randomly pull people..."

Facing William who was not opening the pot again, the hip-pull goddess hesitated for a while, and had no choice but to say reluctantly:

"At the beginning... I also tried to pull, but only by completing a close-range attack can I take the opportunity to attract the power of fate around the opponent, and I am not as fast as you, so I didn't pull a few times... "

"To be more specific, how many times did you pull it? How many times? What about the result? How many times did you have thirteenth-order attacks?"

"Um... I pulled it more than 500 times... As for the result..."

Under William's eyes that seemed to understand something, the hip-pull goddess smiled smugly.

"For more than five hundred times, I still pulled two god-level attacks... um... maybe one..."