When the deans of the four colleges and the captains of the four Kraken ships faced off in the air.
A wedge-shaped enclave among the green sea.
Zheng Qing had just blasted apart an iron-gray city wall made of willow wood. The wood chips and branches were scattered like snowflakes. The young wizard took a picture of the 'amulet' on his chest and at the same time activated the armor and horse talisman hanging on his leg.
The person suddenly turned into a stream of light and fled deep into the "heavy snow".
But this stream of light only traveled ten meters away before it suddenly stopped. Because there were more than twenty demons who were just waiting for the wizard to pass by behind the wooden wall. The cold atmosphere and thick shadows were like a mountain.
It's so overwhelming that it's almost breathless.
The amulet instantly bloomed with a striking golden light shield.
Kaka.
Raise the gun, load it, aim, all in one go.
The clear sound of the alchemy components in the rune gun hitting each other was particularly clear in the depressing atmosphere. The clear light that rippled when the rune bullet was half-activated passed through the barrel and accumulated at the muzzle, like a giant dragon that was raising its head and preparing to breathe.
Attracting the attention of many scarlet eyes from the opposite side.
Zheng Qing had reason to believe that with one shot, he could definitely destroy the largest withered tree man or dead-eye tyrant on the opposite side. Precisely because of this, he did not fire immediately.
Because there was only one bullet in the magazine, but there were more than twenty monsters on the opposite side. What he was holding was only a Remington, not a Gatling.
When the talisman bomb is held but not fired, the aura it emits can make those demons flinch and shrink away. But if this threat disappears, those guys will swarm up like hungry wolves and tear themselves to pieces - even if Zheng Qing turns over.
When he jumped off the city, he was mentally prepared for this, but this did not mean that he would easily accept the coming of death.
For a moment, a trace of regret rolled through the heart of the young wizard. If the rune gun magazine contained a bullet wrapped in a blood rune, it might be possible to easily defeat the more than twenty registered wizard-level demons.
But immediately, he got rid of this wavering and looked forward firmly.
At the same time, the demons on the opposite side were no longer silent.
"Mist Arthur, captain of the fifth team of the Mist."
"Young wizard, say your name."
"I will grant you eternal peace with the honor of a death knight."
The black knight riding on the tall nightmare took the lead, pulled down the mask on his helmet, and raised the long sword in his hand. The buzzing sound made Zheng Qing's whole body numb and gave him goosebumps.
Of course, it is also possible that the slightly bizarre pre-war declaration of the Death Knight made the young public-sponsored student a little allergic.
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes in his heart - even on the hunting ground, there is no practice for opponents to inform each other's names, let alone on the battlefield - he very much doubted that the long undead career had completely solidified the consciousness of the knight in front of him.
, making it forget the difference between classical knights and death knights.
"Give Way!"
The young wizard answered simply, and at the same time pulled out the silver-white Colt python from the gray cloth bag, and turned the magazine in a demonstrative manner to make his words more convincing.
It's a pity that in this battlefield where death and chaos intersect, the effect of threats on the monsters is greatly reduced.
"Mist!"
The death knight pulled the reins, and the nightmare under his crotch screamed, and his eyes glowed with frightening red light. At the same time, it raised the long sword in its hand, drew several circles in the air, and roared: "Arthur!!"
Zheng Qing felt that he had a conflict with the guy named 'Arthur'.
When I first entered school last year, I had a fight with a guy with this name. Now in a different world, I didn't expect to have to fight with this guy again.
Most of the flying sawdust and branches have fallen to the ground.
Brief negotiations have also broken down.
The boy took a deep breath and stared at the death knight closest to him who was charging towards him in small steps, as well as the three-headed hell dog with drooling water and clearly visible malice in his eyes. He was ready to kill these two guys.
Then retreat immediately.
But before he could pull the trigger, he felt as if his head had been hit hard by a hammer. His vision went black, his mind went blank, and there was only a buzzing noise in his ears. He instantly lost the ability to resist.
It’s the soul impact of the Dead Eye Tyrant!
The breath of the forbidden curse can break the innate ability of the Dead Eye Tyrant and allow the young wizard to maintain limited thinking ability, but it cannot make up for the shortcomings of the physical body.
Compared with the forbidden curse, Zheng Qing's body is too fragile and cannot withstand the complete power of the forbidden curse; similarly, compared with the more than 20 demons on the opposite side, the wizard is too young, and a single method is far more difficult to deal with.
When facing an opponent with his own abilities, he is particularly passive.
My thoughts are spinning wildly between powerlessness and loss of control.
Zheng Qing was very doubtful that when his consciousness reconnected with his physical body, what he would see would be a body that had been dismembered by five horses, no, chopped into eight or even eighteen pieces.
He was so confident before that his plan to kill a few demons even if he couldn't defeat them turned into a joke when his body was cut off from his thoughts. Zheng Qing's thoughts could only linger anxiously over the lake in his heart, waiting for something sooner.
Restore mobility.
Fortunately, the Forbidden Curse air mass floating above the Heart Lake was still running steadily, and the pipe that was inserted into the air mass to extract the Forbidden Curse air still made a gurgling sound.
This is barely good news.
This thought was swirling in the wizard's mind. At least, the situation has not completely collapsed.
When the white light spot representing reality came back to the sky above the lake of the heart, the young wizard who had been waiting for a long time did not hesitate to put his thoughts into the white spot.
Consciousness returns to reality.
Severe pain came up almost at the same time. Zheng Qing felt that every breath he took smelled like rust. He didn't know if the ribs on his chest were broken. When he breathed, his whole body felt like it was being torn apart. Every bone in his body felt like it was being torn apart.
, every muscle was screaming, making him wonder if he was being raped by demons.
Soon, he denied this speculation.
Because one of his arms and a few fingers could still move freely, and there was no movement in his ears - of course, the most important thing was that there was no scent of a demon within his range of perception.
He reluctantly raised his eyelids and saw two suns hanging in the white sky, one golden and one red, which stung his eyes. There were no lush willow branches or those ferocious monsters in his sight.
This allowed him to deny his previous speculation for the second time.
Ahem.
The boy coughed violently but cautiously, with a salty smell accumulating in his throat. He wanted to turn over, but his body 'told' that all his muscles and bones had stopped working.
He tried hard to raise his arms, trying to block the dazzling sunlight, but his weak arms ended up being slapped on the face.
His face was wet, and his palms became slippery.
This chapter has been completed!