Excluding the fact that the miasma is so thick that it cannot even be blown away by the wind, the star-rated mushroom monsters are running around arrogantly, and the water is so abundant that after walking around for a while, the clothes are so wet that they are almost squeezed out of the water... these can probably be ignored.
Disadvantages, the Magic Forest is still a good place.
For example, the Way of Thinking Again is always crowded with the resentful spirits of confused suicides. Wei Ye does not need to pre-select a combat position, but simply sacrifices four flaming arrows to open the Sun Palace True Flame Array. In the Demon Purifying Divine Flame triggered by the Sun's True Fire
In the process, those ghosts that were hard to be harmed by swords were immediately and completely saved. Materials and props fell all over the floor. The efficiency of monster spawning far exceeded that of Cheng Peng, the number one player among players.
"Oh, oh, oh, there's no need to look at us like that. When dealing with supernatural enemies, we magicians naturally have the advantage. As the saying goes, 'specializations in the arts', when it comes to murder and arson, I'm definitely ashamed of myself~"
"Speaking of murder and arson, my Wushuang gauge is full. Where are you, He Ming?"
"Ah? It's full. Why do you ask?"
"...such a blatant threat, Cheng Pojun, you have followed Xu Tu's evil example."
Counting sparks ignited on his fingers, Wei Ye quickly blessed his two military general friends who wanted to practice "murder and arson" immediately with the Dongyang Sword Blessing, and watched them rush into the pile of ghosts:
In the dazzling combination of unparalleled skills, the four-star monster "Bloodthirsty Yamafu Wraith", which had long been weakened by Wei Ye's talismans, screamed miserably and dispersed into a wisp of blue smoke. And the blast that exploded from it
A white copper six-ring tin staff had been picked up by Cheng Peng and thrown towards Wei Ye:
"A two-star silver-level staff, good luck."
"Yes, yes... the skill is the 'Devotion of Ignorance' that uses Guanyin's mantra wheel to counter the black spell. It is exclusive to the tantric monk profession... I will go back to Cihuaxian's training dojo and take a look at those high fields.
Is there anything the exorcist players here want?"
Wei Ye looked at his Chihu Magic Sword, which had been forged with a lot of cold iron and had been upgraded to one-star silver, and then looked at the tin staff that he had no use for, and sighed.
When fighting the undead players in Baiyu Tower, you should have discovered that your attack power is not very high. Although the Chihu Sword and Flame Arrow both have good attack bonuses against ghosts, monsters and the like.
, but in this era where there are more and more two-star players and top players are striving to become three-star players, one-star equipment is already on the verge of being eliminated.
"Ah, ah, the usable magic sword equipment is really too rare." Squatting on the ground, the fairy warlock looked depressed at the round and chubby cap of a newly spawned one-star "mutated butter mushroom"
Drawing Tai Chi circles and demon-suppressing seals. Relying on the blessing of Taiping Dao's detoxification array on the ground, Wei Ye completely ignored the miasma that the butter-colored fat mushroom kept spewing out, and muttered to himself: "Consignment
In the row, in addition to magic staffs, there are magic staffs, one-handed Ruyi, whisks, three-cobalt pestles, two-handed tin staffs, flag staffs, nine-section staffs, or strange magic tools such as counting beads, sutra scrolls, and silk ropes. Even so.
Occasionally, there are sword sellers, and the swords are either martial arts or military commanders. Finally, I saw a magical sword that I had, and it turned out to be the Manjusri Samadhi sword specially used by Monk Ura Takano!"
I don’t know whether it was the scrawled talisman that exerted unexpected magic power, or the unfortunate butter mushroom finally couldn’t bear the immortal sorcerer’s thoughts, which were comparable to the attack of the spirit spirit. The butter mushroom felt as if it had been hit by a stone.
Like a clay pot, it suddenly shattered into mushroom pieces the size of a fingernail. There were also a few amber pebbles mixed in the middle of the mushroom pieces, which were particularly eye-catching against the girl's white linen gauntlet.
"What good luck~ This is a rare magic crystal!" He weighed the mushroom crystal in his hand, and at some point the magician who rode a broom and landed next to Wei Ye spoke authoritatively as the number one mushroom expert in Gensokyo.
Defining the nature of this thing, "The mutated mushroom condensed the resentment of the dead in the extreme anger and pain, and completely concentrated the magic power and toxins. Of course such a dangerous thing should be handed over to
I, Kirisame Marisa, will be researching it.”
To put it simply, it is the toxin essence of the poisonous mushroom monster. It is such a dangerous thing. Miss, I have no objection at all if you want it.
Hiding his complaints in his heart, Wei Ye nodded expressionlessly, and started broadcasting on the team channel: "The man who ranks first in terms of force value, your cheap master has arrived. Stop abusing ghosts with Xiao He and come over to say hello.
Bar."
A few minutes later, Marisa dragged her to the Kirisame Magic House for afternoon tea without any explanation. The two military commanders who had recently eaten poisonous mushrooms and had symptoms of addiction, and the two magicians from the Scarlet Devil Mansion who were getting good guy cards every day.
The number of members increased to six, and the tea table was moved to the big tree in front of the magic house. From Wang Hu's point of view, the youngest magician in Gensokyo is too boyish in many ways, and does not understand the reserve of women at all.
What thing.
"Sooner or later, you will not be able to get married." The over-righteous Khajiit warrior was worried about the young magician in front of him.
"Okay, okay, if you can't marry out, you can still marry in. Whether it's the 'Seven-Colored Humanoid User' or the 'Mobile Great Library', I'll be happy to come if I think about it."
The magician who quickly gathered a lot of information about Gensokyo shrugged and took a bite of the cheesecake brought by Chen Wumian.
"+1"
"Second."
"What on earth are you talking about? Aren't the humanoid magician Alice and the Qiyao magician Patchouli both girls?" It is obvious that compared to Wang Hu, who is a bit upright and a bit pedantic, He is not very romantic in any sense.
Ming is more powerful.
"Protest! Lady Patchouli is the real wife, a black woman or something, it's too dangerous!"
"So, my little brother Wu Mian, the CP you support is Marisa x Patchouli? Don't let Alice hear this, or be careful of being torn apart by the puppet army's blades."
Not sure whether he was serious or joking, the moustache magician looked in the direction of Alice's mansion in the Magic Forest intentionally or unintentionally.
"Before that, I'm afraid we have to face the basic type 1 barrage sea of those fanatical Muppet players, right?" Cheng Peng, who was still afraid of the group combat of those fanatical Muppet players, took the time to make up for it.
"Ugh... this bad move like the human sea tactic does not conform to the aesthetics of the caster at all..."
"Pindao thinks that it is quite unconvincing for you to say such a thing when there is a two-star summoner beside you."
In the player channel, the topic has developed in a weird direction... Cheng Peng discovered that Wei Ye seems to have this special talent, which can make people follow his pace unconsciously. It's just that he loves to complain and has a bad taste.
The magician seems to be only willing to use it to raise other people's blood pressure and burst their cerebral blood vessels.
It seems that Chen Wumian, who cannot stand teasing, is about to fall for it:
"What right does an unscrupulous magician who only knows how to hide in a cave and practice Taipingquan have the right to laugh at Mo Ran? I will challenge you on the dignity of a magician!"
Even if his cohabiting friend who had a sneer habit held his shoulders, Chen Wumian had already taken out several spell cards. Judging from the Latin words on the spell cards, from
White magic such as "Lumos", "Expelliarmus", "Incendio", "Protego", "PetrificusTotalus", "Rictusempra"
There are all kinds of so-called "curses" such as "Tarantallegra", "Levicorpus".
Although there are a few spell cards that just flash by, their styles and shapes are completely different from the majority of Latin spell cards. But no matter what, it can be seen from these spell cards alone that Chen Wumian is a standard erudite type.
Conjurer.
Wei Ye shrugged, with a perfunctory expression of "There's nothing I can do about you", but he still put down the tea cup with an attitude that could barely be called serious, and reached his hand to the hilt of the sword on his shoulder: "Since you took out the spell card, then
According to the spell card rules of Gensokyo Miko, shouldn’t we also take out the winnings?”
What answered him was a roll of parchment in Chen Wumian's hand. In the lower right corner of the parchment, there was a magic circle-style fire seal covered with the symbols of the sun, moon and the five elements, as well as a magic circle that all magicians in Gensokyo could not help but
Dear name——
Patchouli Noreki.
"This is a borrowing card signed by Lady Patchouli. You can borrow a magic book of no more than three stars in your big library. Although the borrowing period is only one day, the magic you can learn is also very limited, but for any one
For anyone who aspires to become a magician, they are extremely precious treasures!"
The trainee librarian of the big library, the sleepy young mage Chen Wumian, said loudly.
"Ah, what a stubborn guy -" Wei Ye clicked his tongue with a headache, and Wei Ye had no choice but to take out an incredibly old handwritten book from his pocket, "This is what Teacher Shenming from Tongshou Elementary School learned from him."
The ancient Jewish esoteric magic book "The Book of Creation" that was confiscated by my student recorded a so-called "Clay Giant Creation Method that Even a Monkey Can Learn"! - Hey, don't show that expression, even though even a layman can do this.
There are no decent spells in the star-free magic book that can be interpreted and manipulated, but it would be good to enrich Noreki-sama’s collection of books.”
After a quiet moment, Cheng Peng sighed, Wang Hu raised his forehead, and He Ming turned his head. Everyone said in unison: "We don't know a guy with such a bad personality."
However, at the Immortal Technique Exchange Meeting at Cihuasen Dojo, the Immortal Warlock was still unsatisfied after buying out a bunch of messy props. He picked up an ukiyo-e painting with a map of the Monopoly game: "What about this? The Secret of Tongshou Temple
A copy of the legendary 'Hell Ascension Picture', a powerful tool for trapping ghosts! The owner simulates Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's journey into the three evil realms to save ghosts, and experiences the Monopoly mode with all his heart. The salvation is efficient and has no side effects - for Buddhist practitioners
It is a perfect portable leveling tool, although it can only be used twenty times..."
What interrupted the fairy warlock's explanation was Xiao Muran's sneer, and a card that fell off the tip of Wei Ye's nose. The card depicts a battle scene of two teams of knights lining up to confront each other, and there is a short line of text below:
"The magic card Holy Cross declares war, forcing both sides of the battlefield to enter a combat state."
The owner of the card habitually sneered and uttered a cold sentence: "Declaration of war, tomorrow, not a spell card war."
This time, Wei Ye nodded clearly: "I'm happy to accompany you. When and where?"
"Tomorrow, in the big library, Wumian and I, you can also call that hot-blooded idiot." Xiao Muran stared at the immortal warlock coldly and added.
Wei Ye touched his nose and stopped the urge of He Ming beside him to activate Wushuang: "Don't look at Pindao like this, I also have the self-esteem of a spell caster. I accepted your warm invitation."
Marisa, who had been watching the show for a long time, intervened at the right time: "Are you going to fight at Patchouli's place tomorrow? What a coincidence, there was something wrong with the butter mushroom crystals I brought back for the experiment, and I happened to borrow it from her.
I’d like to read some magic books to expand my thinking! So, let’s go together!”
Seeing the vitality magicians in black hats and white skirts happily going to watch the excitement, the three martial arts factions who were inexplicably involved in the war between spellcasters sighed again: "Don't drag passers-by in!
"
Sighing, Cheng Peng, who had never seen magic vs. magic, still dragged Wang Hu and followed Marisa to the Scarlet Devil Mansion to watch the fun.
Of course, his private contact channel has been closed since yesterday. Whether it is Wei Ye, Chen Wumian or Xiao Moran, they are all his friends. In a battle between friends, it is best to have a bowl of water.
Selling intelligence to both sides of the war is something that Xu Tu, a black-hearted person, loves, and he will not do it!
However, the pursuit of unknown knowledge is always a scholar's primitive instinct. He still sent a video email to both parties, appropriately expressing his friend's concern.
In his reply, Chen Wumian confidently stated that no matter what spell caster, facing the various spells at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that have short chanting time and fast activation time, they can only suffer. In his inspired conception
In the middle of how to use various joke magic products of the Weasley twins to concoct that annoying fairy warlock, he still fell asleep standing up several times, and had to be forcibly dragged away by Xiao Moran to catch up on his sleep.
But Wei Ye just wrote a short letter saying that he was "preparing the strategic materials needed for tomorrow at Hakurei Shrine, please don't worry about it", and refused to waste any more time.
And He Ming, who pestered him to "exchange martial arts skills", only mentioned during the intermission that although Wei Ye was undoubtedly the strongest magician among the Yellow Turban players, in addition to blessing his teammates with buff spells during the battle, Wei Ye also
There are more times when I use my sword to kill people than when I use magic to assassinate them.
That's because he basically doesn't let you see him when he's plotting against people. I've seen Wei Ye lie down in a hole in the ground and kill everyone with borrowed knives when the players in Gensokyo were fighting.
Looking at the performance of the ghost players, Cheng Peng didn't think that this delinquent magician with a bit of a venomous tongue could be a harmless pacifist.
However, Wang Hu provided some useful information: "I had a fight with him at the Cat Hotel before. This guy has a good grasp of the situation. If we get serious, he will be very difficult to deal with."
The most authoritative judgment comes from the mushroom magic user Marisa, who is also a combat expert. This blond girl who is as diligent in spiritual practice as Cheng Peng is cooking colorful poisonous mushroom soup while flipping through her magic notes.
Answered Cheng Peng's question: "If we talk about spells alone, I haven't seen that fairy magician use any powerful spells. Compared with the regular magicians Chen Wumian and Xiao Moran trained by Pat Qiuli, they are probably the most powerful magicians in the Scarlet Devil Mansion."
This side should have the advantage. However, the battle between people who know magic is not just about comparing the levels of spells. You will understand when I go to borrow books tomorrow."
...Looking at the iron gate of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, which is elegantly decorated with bats and little devils, Cheng Peng, who was flying slowly with the leader of the Mushroom Cultivation School, regretted that he would not be able to witness the battle between spellcasters.
Because just when the red tile eaves of the Scarlet Devil Mansion were in sight, the fairy magician who was following Marisa's broom to fly in the wind suddenly took off his apricot crown, took out a soft pillow and tied it to his head.
In Cheng Peng's perception, just as Xu Tu always maintains the amiable and gentle demeanor of the uncle next door, Wei Ye has always adhered to the so-called "immortal style and Taoism" on the surface. This kind of dignity in the world
The Gensokyo-style nonsensical thing about tying a cotton pillow to your head is something that a poisonous wizard would not do unless it was for a very good reason.
The answer came quickly.
"Wait a minute, if you want to visit the Scarlet Devil Mansion, please explain your intention first and wait for the eldest lady's consent..." Before the girl doorman in a grass-green kung fu cheongsam finished her words of dissuasion, Marisa had already leaned over and prepared to sprint with her flying broom:
"Oh, Mei Ling is not sleeping? Then we have to - Magic Talisman Stardust Fantasy!"
Under the influence of the recoil of magic, the girl magician riding a broom rushed through the gate at a speed no less than a cannonball, and rushed straight towards the main building of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. Her raised right hand was gathering dazzling white light.
Apparently he was preparing the next spell. And the magician who was invited to the duel had thrown out a flying claw and grabbed Marisa's broom tail at some point. He followed like a surfer and turned into a bosozoku.
The young magician rushed towards the large library, which can be called the treasure house of knowledge in Gensokyo.
In the player channel, his rare passionate shout echoed:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's too much stimulation, what a mistake!"
Listening to the shouts of his friends accompanied by the noise of hitting ceramics, wood or bricks, Wang Hu clasped his hands together with a complicated expression, and He Ming already pressed his forehead with an expression of "I really can't stand him". Cheng Peng could only
I took out a bottle of Wuyu Magic House's special mushroom juice and drank it, while silently mourning in my heart for the magician who memorized the Chinese characters.
Hong Meiling, the doorkeeper of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, has already shrunk into a corner with her head in her arms since she saw the door collapsed by Marisa's light magic. When she heard her anxious voice "It's over,
I will definitely be scolded by Miss Sakuya again, and maybe I will be stabbed with a flying knife..." a small cry, whether it is Cheng Peng who prides himself on having upright views, Wang Hu, who is too upright to the point of being pedantic, and Wang Hu, who is almost always in the blood of justice.
He Ming wouldn't be able to follow Marisa and break in like this, and then rub salt into her wounds.
"Stop pretending," Wei Ye, who seemed to have quickly recovered from the continuous collisions, complained unceremoniously in the player channel, "Although Hong Meiling is at the bottom of the Scarlet Devil Mansion's food chain, she is also a powerful five-star
Monsters. Even if their actual combat power is slightly inferior to those of real five-star masters, it is not something that the three of you can handle in a hurry. Besides, this is the residence of Remilia, the vampire princess of Gensokyo, after all.
A 'no please' attitude is always the right thing to do."
Wei Ye was right, because very soon, a silver-haired girl dressed as a maid and with cold eyes appeared at the gate, coldly offering a bowl of the Scarlet Devil Mansion's specialties to the three guys who had not had time to enter the Scarlet Devil Mansion.
.
"I'm really sorry," the young maid who called herself "Sakuya Izayoi" pointed to the door that was damaged by Marisa, "The Scarlet Devil Mansion encountered a little trouble today. It's really inconvenient to entertain everyone. Please forgive me."
The goblin maids who came out with the head maid were all talking. From their words and deeds, Cheng Peng discovered that most of these goblin girls in maid outfits were players:
"Yes, yes, every time Marisa comes to 'borrow a book', it can easily turn into a full-on martial arts. If you watch, you will be sent to the resurrection point." The fairy girl with beautiful butterfly wings gave a kind warning.
"Actually, Master Library doesn't mind her stealing books. But she makes such a big noise every time. As a member of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Master Patchouli has to stop her extraordinary actions." Drooping Dragonfly
The wings look like they were weakly replenished by an overworked elf girl.
"The maid is not the one who cleans up the mess in the end. To be honest, we fairy players clean up the mess every day when Black and White steal books, help the maid clean up the mansion and prepare meals, and we have to be careful when buying things in the human world. ⑨ That idiot picks
I’m really busy with the boring fairy war. Can you, the human players, please stop increasing the workload of the head maid and us?” The short-haired girl who looked very impulsive shook her lacewing wings and said unceremoniously.
Got the eviction order.
The petite fairies dressed in maid outfits were complaining around the three older boys, but the three dull ones just now remembered a very important question——
"Excuse me," He Ming said, adhering to the principle of "ask questions if you have any", "Apart from the two magicians in the Scarlet Devil Mansion, are there no other male players?"
"Not a single one," the orange-haired girl who was the leader of the Fairy Maid players smiled extremely gently, "If anyone comes with impure thoughts towards the Library Master or anyone in the Scarlet Devil Mansion, they will be treated as ⑨
Exhibits at the Frozen Frog Exhibition."
"And those two mage gentlemen are the only boys who have only a thirst for knowledge and no bad ideas and have won everyone's recognition." The girl next to her who was as cute as a blond Barbie doll added, "Really, you boys
If only there were so many eroge thoughts, wouldn't it be great to join the Guilty Bag Association? No one would stop me from being eaten by the beautiful youkai onee-sama or donating blood to the Scarlet Devil Mansion."
"But when I think about the blood of this guy being added to the refreshments of the eldest lady and the second lady, as a nutritionist, I feel that I am committing a crime against the eldest lady and the second lady." Speaking of this, a black-haired girl said in a cute way
She wiped the corners of her eyes with her vanilla handkerchief, and was about to cry, but what she said couldn't be remotely related to cuteness.
At some point, the topic had already turned in the direction of a slight curiosity. The three people, who were sweating profusely, had no choice but to assure themselves that they had no intention of coveting anyone in the Scarlet Devil Mansion. They were just here to witness the friendship between friends.
It was just a duel, so these beautiful goblin maids let Cheng Peng and the others go. The topic naturally shifted to the duel between the spell casters.
"Is that Mr. Taoist priest stupider than ⑨? He seems to be only a two-star spell caster. If he challenges that golden pair by himself, he has no chance of winning!" The elf girl put up the portable tea table at some point.
We started a discussion on Bagua that is beneficial to physical and mental health.
"But Mr. Taoist Priest looks very charming as a mature man." A short-haired girl with round eyes said while holding a tea cup. "And he looks very handsome and interesting while grabbing Marisa's broom and avoiding obstacles in the air."
The tall elf girl biting a biscuit and combing her long hair straight—six-headed elf players, who are basically five-headed and toddler-shaped, are indeed tall—immediately objected: "The mustache is one of the signs of a beautiful young man.
One is his smooth chin! Mr. Taoist can only be considered an uncle——"
"Oh, you can't discriminate against us uncles." Some girls protested in dissatisfied voices.
In any case, this kind of crudeness in starting to talk about girls despite the fact that there are three grown men present is indeed a unique characteristic of local players in Gensokyo.
"Who is the uncle?! It's not a crime to have a beard!" Wei Ye screamed in the team channel, accompanied by the snickers of three onlookers.
"Be prepared to fight with peace of mind," Cheng Peng took a big sip of poisonous mushroom juice and added in a very gentlemanly manner, "Wumian and Moran are both kind and enthusiastic people, and they won't do anything to losers."
"Even if they want to abuse the prisoners regardless of the Geneva Convention, we can rush in in time and snatch you back." Wang Hu's serious concern sounded like a last-ditch attack, although everyone knew he didn't mean it.
"Everything is ready, go ahead with peace of mind." He Ming's words were simply sending someone off.
"If there is no celebration wine, it doesn't mean that everything is ready." Wei Ye, who completely distorted the meaning of his words, obviously has a thick skin that even the three of them combined can't match:
"Come on, Cheng Pojun, share your perspective."
At the same time, Chen Wumian and Xiao Moran also issued invitations to share their perspectives. Cheng Peng accepted the invitations of the three of them and started video sharing in the team channel. The three perspectives of the three casters were shared at the same time. This was more exciting than watching on-site.
A rare experience.
As for the unscrupulous magicians, the two magicians blocking the door of the big library are currently full of murderous aura, and their unparalleled gauges are flashing. You can almost see the two big characters "Come to Fight" blazing behind them.
"If we wait a few more minutes, they can almost recreate the spectacle of spontaneous human combustion, right?" Speculating out of pure curiosity, Wei Ye took off the cotton pillow tied to his head and replaced it with apricot-yellow hair.
Dao Guan released his hand holding onto the tail of Marisa's broom: "Thanks for the ride, Miss Marisa, I hope you can find a suitable magic book!"
The girl magician clearly held up the brim of her pointed hat and waved to the three spellcasters who were almost at war with each other: "You're welcome! You too, don't let the duel end before I come back!"
Watching the young magician riding a broom rush into the large library, the three magicians tacitly ignored the loud noises of a series of magic explosions behind the door.
Wei Ye stopped, stood fifteen steps away from the two magicians and clasped his fists: "Wei Ye, Mr. Wu Jiao's disciple, please give me some advice!"
This distance is important. If you stand closer, Xiao Muran, who is good at summoning monsters to help with fists, will be more satisfied. If you stand further, Chen Wumian, who is proficient in long-range magic, will be more happy. But standing at this position, "Dunjia Tianshu" has not yet been practiced.
Wei Yecai, who is well versed in everything, is easier to perform.
Holding a polished short wand tightly and wearing a wizard's pointed hat, Chen Wumian raised the wand in front of him and performed a British wizard duel etiquette: "Hogwarts Auditor, Wizard Qualification Level 5 Examination"
The person who passed was Chen Wumian."
Beside him, Xiao Moran, wearing a short jacket, jeans, and sneakers, all of which had nothing to do with the word "magician", gently stroked the disk on his left arm made of unknown material and covered with Egyptian hieroglyphics.
Like a magic gauntlet, he sent a stack of cards into the card box on the gauntlet disk. Of course, with his signature sneer, he made a brief introduction: "Intermediate Duelist and Summoner
Xiao Muran. Enough with the polite words, let’s get started.”
What responded to him was Chen Wumian's first burst of white light: "Expelliarmus (Expelliarmus)!"
Anyone who has read the "Harry Potter" series of novels will definitely be familiar with this spell. Whether it is a wand or a pistol in the hand, or whether it is a short wand in the hand of a delicate girl like Ginny or Hagrid.
An old umbrella held by such a strong half-giant, this spell can easily knock the weapon away from the opponent's hand. It can be said that it is the most commonly used and effective combat magic taught at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Spell.
Unfortunately, the Taoist Huang Guan in front of him did not come from the world of Harry Potter, nor was he a wizard who was extremely dependent on wands. While Chen Wumian was reciting the incantation, Wei Ye turned aside, picked up the sword technique with his left hand and drew it forward.
Several red copper arrows in the green bamboo quiver on his waist spontaneously shot without a bow, with a high-pitched whistling sound, towards the auditors of Hogwarts.
The white light transformed by the spell collided fiercely with a red copper arrow. In the sound of gold and iron, the red copper arrow was knocked out of angle by Chen Wumian's spell. With a clang, the entire arrowhead
It sank into the marble nymph statue on the pillar in the corridor, but there were still three red copper arrows that continued to strike, hitting Chen Wumian's eyes and three vital parts of his throat.
Players in the Dynasty Warriors world, whether they are the 300-brained idiot who supports the Cao faction, the Gun Guild who supports the Yuan faction, or a simple member of the Xiyuan Army like Cheng Peng, in order to find a place in their respective camps
, in addition to the weapons he is good at, he has worked hard in riding and shooting. But Cheng Peng never expected that Wei Ye, who he had always classified as being in the same category as Xu Tu, could have such ruthless and tricky skills.
Archery.
"This move hides the truth in the illusion. If it were a martial arts master, there would be about a dozen ways to deal with it, but Chen Wumian is a magician after all, and there is absolutely no time to recite the spell."
But he soon felt relieved, because just as Wei Ye's three red copper arrows were approaching Chen Wumian's eyes, there was a strange fluctuation in the atmosphere, and there was only a "dang" sound, and the three red copper arrows
The arrows had already been shaken away from their direction and were nailed to the walls on both sides of the corridor.
A surprise attack suddenly appeared, and the bronze shield blocked the enemy. However, their success fell short, and the bronze arrow hit the wall.
In just a blink of an eye, the Scarlet Devil Mansion duo regained the initiative, but within this move, all the dangers were no less dangerous than a life-and-death showdown between three-star warriors, with magicians, summoners, and fairy warlocks.
Cheng Peng, who shared the perspective, couldn't help but take a sip of mushroom juice.
The moustachioed magician looked at the heavily armored bronze armor that suddenly appeared out of thin air as if he had a headache. His eyes were exactly opposite the two phosphorus fires burning at the eyes in the bronze visor.
Clicking his tongue, Wei Ye took a half step back with a wry smile:
"'Tomb Guardian', an undead card with a defense power of 2,500. After you used magic to materialize it, its attributes are not inferior to those of ordinary two-star defensive warriors and cannot be underestimated."
What answered him was Xiao Muran's sneer and the two cards he drew.
When the card was taken, it was immediately engulfed by black flames. From where Xiao Muran stood, there were two more blood-red inverted pentagram arrays. Two burly figures were standing slowly from the inverted pentagram array.
stand up.
Obviously, this kind of style is more in line with everyone's usual impression of summoners. Like the trick that Xiao Moran just showed to summon monsters to appear out of thin air in an instant, not to mention that Taoist experts like Wei Ye find it difficult, but they have always used "
Wang Hu, whose motto is "offense is defense", also found it difficult to deal with it.
The tiger-eared martial artist touched the off-duty general next to him who was watching attentively: "How about this move?"
And Cheng Peng looked at the summoner friend in the late stage of sneer addiction in Wei Ye's eyes in the shared video, then pointed at the bunch of ice throwing spears on his back, and shrugged easily: "The ancients said, 'Catch the thief first.
king'."
In other words, no matter how ingenious Xiao Muran's summoning magic is, Cheng Peng will not spend any effort to seriously crack it. As long as he knocks down Xiao Muran, the summoner, with a javelin and loses the caster, he is proud of it.
The summoning magic is naturally self-defeating.
It's a very direct, crude, and lacking combat aesthetics answer - if Wei Ye heard Cheng Peng's answer, he would definitely complain about him like this. It's a pity that the poisonous magician is staring at the one-armed one covered with blue-gray corpse spots.
The swordsman and the skeleton wrapped in a black robe and holding a giant scythe shook their heads at Xiao Muran's aesthetics: "The undead cards 'Ghost Swordsman' and 'Messenger of Death', man, are in terrible taste.
"
In this way, Wei Ye pointed out the Summoner's taste, his hand had already pressed on the hilt of the Chihu Magic Sword behind his back, and at the same time, he activated the sword technique in his left hand and shouted: "Jiu!"
Chen Wumian's spell came out almost at the same time as him: "Stupefy!"
Three iron talisman arrows shot through the air in response, forming a flower of connected arrowheads in mid-air, blocking the invisible spell. But at this moment, Wei Ye turned his wrist, and the Chihu Magic Sword rang out.
Taking the sword, he held the spell in his left hand and flicked it on the spine of the sword, and the eight-character fire-colored seal ignited on the sword out of thin air.
Undead, right? Ghouls, right? In front of Wei Ye, the secret method of Taiping Dao, Dongyang Jianzhu, which is the sharpest in killing evil and ghosts, it is really not worth a glance.
Turning to one side, Wei Ye let go of the one-armed corpse swordsman's diagonal slash. Wei Ye turned his sword and pressed the long handle of the giant scythe of the Skeleton God of Death. He channeled his own energy straight through the sword body and pressed against the scythe.
Slash forward with the handle——
Xiao Muran's summoning magic is completely different from ordinary summoning magic. These strange card monsters themselves are not goblins, undead and the like that are driven out by the magician's support. They are the so-called camphor willow gods, the five ghosts of Hun Tian or the so-called Taoist sects.
Onmyodo's shikigami and ghosts are not similar, nor are they angels, demons, elemental creatures that magicians imprisoned from other planes with the help of sacrificial rituals and magic circles, and they have nothing to do with the druid's natural summoning technique.
, but a fantasy creature embodied by his own magic power - this kind of summoning magic is very similar to the advanced magic "Inherent Barrier" in the Xingyue World that is said to be able to "erode reality with spirit". I think it should
It is a new magic created by Patchouli, known as "the most knowledgeable magician in Gensokyo", based on the experiences of two students. For Wei Ye, his sword that gathered his own energy and magic power was a powerful blow.
, not these fantasy creatures, but Xiao Muran's deep magic power that is powerful enough to condense into a monster.
Seeing Wei Ye draw his sword, Xiao Muran just sneered - anyway, this summoner in the late stage of sneer addiction would not express his emotions in any other way except sneer - he turned his hand over and saw a piece of paper in his hand.
The card that burned like a cold flame disappeared into the air.
Wei Ye, Cheng Peng, Wang Hu and He Ming, who were in the middle of the battle, all saw clearly the pair of colorful magic tubes on the flashing card, as well as the eye-catching word "魔" above the card.
"It's a magic card!" Wang Hu, who was well-informed, was the first to shout, "Can his magic also be used with magic cards and trap cards?"
Looking at the confused Cheng Peng next to him, He Ming finally caught an opportunity to attack his old rival: "That guy said, Yu-Gi-Oh Cards..."
As soon as He Ming finished speaking, Wei Ye's sword that he thought was sure to kill had already slashed down. However, where the sword pointed, it was not the gloomy skeleton Death God, but a thick as a child.
The magic barrel of the arm——
The moment the long sword entered the barrel, another magic barrel appeared in front of Wei Ye for no apparent reason, and a blazing sword light rushed out from the magic barrel.
Even the most confused person can see that Xiao Muran didn't know what spell he used to actually return the sharp sword light that Wei Ye attached to the magic sword that was fused with the Dongyang Sword Zhu intact!
The sword goes away, the sword returns, in an instant.
Wei Ye couldn't even spare the time to block with his sword. He just waved his left hand and discharged five five-inch-long apricot-yellow talismans to slightly block the incoming sword energy. Then, he and the five straight and hard as iron dragons were caught.
The yellow talisman was knocked out miserably by his own sword move.
Wei Ye was flying in mid-air in the corridor of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. Everyone was watching from the gate of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. This time, even Cheng Peng felt that this vicious-tongued magician was destined to lose. Only He Ming, holding his cooked copper stick, seemed to be thinking
I wanted to stand up, but finally held back.
Although Chen Wumian was more impulsive and impatient than the summoner Xiao Muran beside him, he was still a rational and educated magician. The moment Wei Ye was knocked away by the light of his demon-slaying sword, he saw this fairy
The corners of the warlock's mouth were slightly curved, with a weird smile like a child who had stolen the candy hidden by his mother.
Without time to think about it, Chen Wumian waved his magic wand and activated his best defensive spell: "Impedimenta (Obstacles)!"
An invisible force field wall rose from around the magician wearing a pointed hat. Just as this force field wall had just protected Xiao Moran and himself, flames erupted from the floor, walls, and ceiling for no apparent reason.
, its color is pure vermilion and pure red, dignified and dignified, without a trace of violence that would burn all things, but so pure that it cannot tolerate the existence of any uncleanness.
On the nymph stone statue, the floor, the pillars, and the ceiling, four red copper arrows shining with blazing light drew a circle. In the circle, several short sentences from the "Taiping Jing" were knotted with fire, binding the three people.
A summoned monster with a head that looks like a ghost but is not a ghost.
The true fire of the sun forges the demonic atmosphere, and the Taiping Chapter refines the evil spirit. This is the magic array "Sun Palace Flame Light Array" for the Taiping Dao.
The magic circle appeared, and the situation suddenly reversed. Xiao Muran, who was trapped in the Sun Palace True Flame Formation, groaned and moved his hand. The three summoned monsters restrained by the scriptures in the middle of the magic circle turned into three monsters in a dark brilliance.
The card with a metallic luster returned to Xiao Moran's hand.
With the power of the talisman card, he volleyed into the air and slowly landed on the ground. Wei Ye smiled sinisterly and made a "please" gesture with his hand. However, at the moment he stopped his hand, he made a magic spell and used the Sun Palace True Flame Formation.
The firepower increased a little more.
Even without looking at Xiao Muran's face that had obviously overdrawn his magic power and turned pale, just by looking at this magic refining formation that was far more upright than the immortal sorcerer's way of rethinking to save the dead, Cheng Peng knew that Wei Ye had already
Completely gained the upper hand.
However, in the final analysis, the Sun Palace True Flame Formation is also a formation for refining demons and ghosts. Xiao Moran's cards that can turn into various monsters are more like magic props. He is actually afraid of the Sun Palace True Flame Formation's real fire refining.
Effect?
As soon as his doubts were raised, a brief message from Wei Ye came over the team channel: "It's time, Ah Ming, prepare that thing -"
He Ming frowned and whispered: "Don't you hate that spell the most?"
"I also hate onions the most," the magician replied nonchalantly, "but you have to use them to season food."
The conversation about spells and onions ended. He Ming dug out a bunch of wood chips from his personal space and quickly connected the mortise and tenon joints of the white wood chips with the scent of spices. Something familiar to Cheng Peng gradually began to appear.
Appeared between He Ming's fingers.
Cheng Peng and Wang Hu watched He Ming playing with the figures assembling the figures with great interest. Wei Ye maliciously poured mana into the Sun Palace True Flame Formation one after another. Even with the support of the defensive spells set by Chen Wumian, the power gradually increased.
The temperature still smells a bit like the Inquisition Barbecue Wizard.
Xiao Muran turned over a few cards, but in the end he did not play out the monster cards. Finally, with a pale face, he took out a heavy-looking parchment manuscript from his arms. He opened the book and looked carefully for the right one.
Entry, a large section of incantation that even Wei Ye, who boasts a profound knowledge in folklore and mysticism, could not understand came out of Xiao Muran's mouth.
It is quite rare to find a mage who can recite incantations on the spot, so Wei Ye doesn't bother him. After all, fighting is also a good opportunity to increase his knowledge, not to mention Xiao Moran's magic is indeed of its own.
This time there was no evil black flame, no inverted pentagram that was related to black magic. There was only a gentle breeze, and a girl in white robes who was as light as a fairy appeared next to Xiao Muran.
"She is the Wind Fairy, the conjurer Kreya." When introducing Wei Ye, Xiao Muran still had a sneer on his lips, "Unlike the soul of the dead in the monster card from the dark ritual of ancient Egypt, she is natural
Goblin, you can put away your spells against ghosts and dark forces."
With a noncommittal smile, Wei Ye raised his sword and pointed it at Xiao Muran. The scorching flames were spitting on the sword like a snake's letter: "Then give me some advice!"
Unfortunately, before he had time to put his declaration into practice, a two-meter-high black wooden cabinet fell down for no reason, covering the immortal warlock who was avoiding it alive. And next to Xiao Muran, the same one
The door of the black wooden cabinet has been opened. The white-robed wind fairy has taken the initiative to get into the wooden cabinet and closed the cabinet door. It seems that Xiao Muran is commanding countless magic Persian scimitars to point at the black wooden cabinet.
The cabinets were jabbed and stabbed indiscriminately.
This is a magic trap, but I don’t know when Xiao Moran set up this magic trap for the fairy warlock that looks like a magic trick that changes the living person. Chen Wumian also took the time to set off a special magic firecracker made by the Weasley twins.
, amidst the colorful flowers flying, the magnetic opening words of a famous young magician sounded at the right time: "The next step is to witness the miracle!"
As the last magic Persian scimitar pierced the black wooden cabinet unceremoniously, the cabinet that was supposed to contain Wei Ye suddenly opened, and the fairy girl in white robe stepped out of it - then, the fairy
What about the warlock?
Chen Wumian and Xiao Muran looked at the cabinet full of Persian scimitars, with a rare hint of sympathy in their eyes.
"Your annoying formation hasn't been dispersed yet. It seems that you haven't been stabbed to death by the knife, but there is no point in holding on. Surrender." Out of the spirit of humanity, Chen Wumian said one more thing to this opponent.
The door of the black wooden cabinet was opened. The cabinet was blocked by dozens of scimitars and there was no room to dodge. Even if the immortal sorcerer knew the Bone Shrinking Technique, it would be useless. However, regardless of whether Wei Ye knew the Bone Shrinking Technique or not, there were all kinds of things in this cabinet.
There is no trace of him.
"careful!"
Before Chen Wumian could react, he was thrown to the ground by Xiao Moran, and the sound of arrowheads hammering into the bricks was heard on the wall behind him.
And Wei Ye sighed with great pity.
Looking up, the immortal warlock who was supposed to be sealed into the death magic box by Xiao Muran, stabbed with knives, turned into white light and resurrected, was sitting cross-legged in the air, floating up and down comfortably.
"Why...you...?"
"Ah, how do you think I got out of this trap?" Wei Ye wore that annoying preachy smile and shook the three iron talismans in his hand, "From "The Treasure Book of Ruyi".
The obstacles-free talisman, the Silica Net talisman, and the trace-concealing talisman are quite useful in cracking your magic trap, but the price of the talisman sold by that stingy uncle Wang Qinian is really a bit expensive... No matter what, I must go back.
Let Lao Gou reimburse you."
Saying such commonplace words without a hint of murderous intent, the immortal warlock already had a one-foot-long apricot-yellow flag in his hand, and the bright red word "Huang Tian" on the flag was even more eye-catching.
"We have seen the spells of Hogwarts and Brother Xiao's unique summoning secrets, so let's show our shame -" With that said, he had already sent a text message on the team channel:
"The sacrifice begins!"
In the True Flame Formation of the Sun Palace that was originally shrouded in flames, streaks of light golden light without any pyrotechnics slowly appeared through the fire. In the golden light, the shadow of an octagonal altar emerged. With the appearance of this altar, countless noises arose.
The sound of people seemed to be coming from afar into the corridors of the Scarlet Devil Mansion.
Those voices had a variety of southern and northern accents, but they almost all shouted the same sentence. It was a slogan familiar to anyone familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms:
"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"
Cheng Peng and Wang Hu silently looked at He Ming, who was pouring sake on the palm-sized altar. He had seen many Taipingdao altars of this shape. He even dismantled one with his own hands when they faced Ma Yuanyi in Yizhuang, Luoyang.
.However, he really did not expect that this kind of pocket-sized altar could also exert the effectiveness of those large altars of the Yellow Turban Army.
What was especially unexpected was that the spell Wei Ye used to perform on the altar in the Scarlet Devil Mansion was exactly the same as the spell that Zhang Jiao used on the Han army!
I just don’t know what method Wei Ye used to improve the restriction that most Taiping Dao spells require the erection of an altar. As long as there is a small hand-made altar, the same effect can be achieved.
If this new type of altar, which is easy to move and protect, really popularizes the Yellow Turban Army, the Xiyuan Army will lose the most powerful tactic of "destroying the altar" to deal with the Yellow Turban Army's spells, and will inevitably be in a tough fight against the Yellow Turban Army in the future.
"That's impossible. That guy studied this kind of crooked way only after studying the Heavenly Book of Taishang Laojun with that old magician Zuo Ci. Apart from him, even if the great sage master is still alive, he can't make this kind of toy.
altar."
He Ming said with regret.
Wei Ye looked at it with regret. The Tianyin Heart-Cleaning Mantra was one of the most tyrannical spells in "Taiping Yashu". In the past, Zhang Jiao used it to wash the brains of countless Han soldiers.
Even for those two-star generals of the Han army, this curse has the opportunity to wash out a few of them and make them devoutly convert to Taiping Dao. But Xiao Moran and Chen Wumian are players after all, and they are both among the top ten magics in Gensokyo.
Master, for their high willpower, it is not too difficult to avoid the mind-bending effect of the Tianyin Heart-Cleaning Curse. Even if Wei Yexi succeeded by luck, it would only mean that they temporarily lost control of their bodies and were in chaos.
It's just a status.
Here he regretted that the spells in "Taiping Yashu" had too many restrictions, too many barriers, and too many shortcomings. Seeing Chen Wumian and Xiao Moran concentrating on fighting against this ** brainwashing noise, he changed a few spells with his left hand.
, pressed on the sword, and increased the decibel level of the brainwashing noise by a few points.
The noise was so loud that even Wei Ye didn't notice when the door of the big library behind him opened:
"It's really rude to make so much noise in other people's residences."
A girl's clear voice sounded, and huge ice-cold water bubbles fell, crashing, raining like rain.
The altar collapsed, the protective spell dispersed, and the fire formation went out.
Even the hand-made altar far away at the gate, which was poured by He Ming with Hakurei Shrine's specialty sacred wine, suddenly emitted a burst of black air and fell apart, ending its historical mission.
The rain waves receded, revealing the three casters who were as embarrassed as drowned rats by the sudden heavy rain. Wei Ye's Taoist crown was tilted to his temples, Chen Wumian's pointed hat drooped down to block his sight, and Xiao Muran's short jacket was lined with
The T-shirt became translucent after being soaked in water, clinging to his well-trained abdominal muscles.
Despite their embarrassment, the three of them still had to show the etiquette of a spell caster to the purple-haired girl wearing a crescent hat in front of them. They had not completely forgotten it:
"Teacher Patchouli?"
"Lady Patchouli!"
"Miss Patchouli."
Holding an ancient magic book that looked to be of great value, the sickly girl who was half floating in the air was not in the mood to respond to the greetings one by one. She just looked at the girl indifferently, which was messed up by arrows, flames, spells and traps.
In the corridor, he dropped a sentence: "Those who completely lack the calmness necessary for a sage are only qualified to work as coolies. Remember to help Sakuya clean up this place." Then he returned to the big city with the beautiful red-haired demon scribe.
Library, I don’t even bother to say anything unnecessary.
"Ah...Teacher Patchouli! I must be hated!" Chen Wumian held his head and whined,
"If she was really hated, she wouldn't have used the water element magic 'Noah's Flood' just now. She should have just used 'Saint Elmo's Explosive Flame' to blow us all away." Wei Ye twisted.
While holding on to the water in the sleeves of his Taoist uniform, he comforted her kindly, but the way of comforting her was not very clever.
Xiao Muran sneered and said nothing. He stood up and walked towards the exit of the corridor.
"Moran, where are you going?" Behind him, Chen Wumian shouted, holding on to his pointed hat that had become heavy due to water.
"Go get the cleaning tools. As a member of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, isn't it our duty to clean the area we are responsible for?"
Saying this, Xiao Moran slowed down, waiting for his friend to catch up with him while twisting the wizard's hat.
Wei Ye's voice sounded lazily: "Then cleaning is considered a poor thing."
The Immortal Warlock's answer was still Xiao Muran's sneer, but this time Wei Ye heard that the sneer didn't contain any malice: "Just do whatever you want." {Piao Tian Literature www.PiaoTian.com Thanks to all the book friends.
