The Holy Lord looked at the wall in a daze, with relief and helplessness in his eyes.
Bazaar did fail. It didn’t even last for two hours.
This world really did not disappoint him, or in other words, this world still made the devil despair.
It seems that it has always been like this. Whenever a demon king appears, there will always be a corresponding brave man, just like the glory of the past.
The demons actually know that whenever a righteous force develops, there will be corresponding development on the black force's side.
Coupled with the Saints of Order jumping up and down to cause trouble, the world is developing under their noses, stumbling but not hastily.
But their kingdom is always in a transcendental state, quietly watching the world rise and relax.
When did it start to change? Was it when those aloof gods who made the devil unhappy came to the world, or was it when the order thing tried to deprive them of their transcendence?
Feeling that the balance was gradually returning to normal, the Holy Lord's thoughts became a little melancholy, recalling the past peak, the spell collection, dragon teeth, twelve talismans, fire, wisdom, and body.
The Holy Lord suddenly felt inexplicably sad. After so many years of struggle, he succeeded in going from being invincible in the world to having only a little soul left, and he was even locked up.
What does that delicious abyss worm taste like?
Thinking of the plump, cute bugs, the Holy Lord couldn't help but smacked his lips. Those things seemed to be extinct. They hadn't been eaten for tens of thousands of years. It's weird.
"Um, the capital of God."
Ximu's words suddenly appeared, and the melancholy Holy Master was too lazy to pay attention. He raised his hand, and flames swirled around, burning the projection instantly.
I’m so annoyed that I don’t have time to argue with them.
Where on earth are you going to get some abyss demon insects to breed? That piece of shit from Ximu doesn’t even have the magic to summon demon insects, it’s just a waste of magic.
——
Hell.
Ximu blinked blankly, looking at the demons around him in confusion, what's going on?
"Then what is the fraudster doing?" Zhongsu asked a little irritably: "Did he betray again?"
Ximu shook his head and spread his hands helplessly: "You also saw it, he may be in a bad mood."
"Okay, I didn't have anything to ask originally. Who would have thought that there would be a king's evil spirit." Sao Feng said helplessly, looked at Basha who was yelling crazily, and let out a breath.
A strong wind suddenly appeared, and Sao Feng quit the group chat.
"This time Shendu was right, it's just Basha who can't do it. As long as he can give me back what he lied to me about when I get out, I can treat him better." Di Kui said angrily, jumping one by one,
Step on the disorderly gravel floating in hell and stay away.
Ximu shrugged: "Well, now we have to rely on Shendu. I will comfort Bazaar. Isn't it Atlantis? When we recover, we can easily pull it out of the cracks in time and space." p>
"Damn it, the fraudster has gained the devil's trust again, you always do this!" Zhongsu said unhappily, turned around and left silently.
Soon, only the Cursed Blue Demon was left in the gathering area, meditating. His scarlet eyes flickered, staring at the void of hell in a daze.
"When will the Saint of Rune and Moon Demon take action? Is it really a variable?"
Low murmurs floated in the hell, Curlan closed his eyes silently, the shadows of runes around him loomed, and a gravitational force began to spread, capturing and arranging the scarlet gravel.
There are a lot of preparations that need to be made according to the enemy's ideas, and a win-win situation is the best layout.
Especially when the enemy doesn’t know that it will also let you win.——
Cliff, castle.
Daolong looked at the increasingly clear sky outside, tapped his fingers in the void, and a purple magic aftertaste flickered.
Touch!
The door to the laboratory was pushed open, and Luo Qing walked out helplessly: "What's wrong, Master?"
Daolong glanced at him lightly: "Heh, it seems that you also know that it's uncomfortable to be disturbed, right?"
Luo Qing paused and said with a smile: "Isn't it true that I have something to do with you every time?"
Daolong didn't say anything more. He took a careful look at his disciple, and there was inexplicable melancholy in his eyes.
He's a great mage. He's grown so fast. He's almost catching up with his master.
He said with some relief: "I'm going to retreat for a while. The world has improved a little bit. I feel the opportunity for a breakthrough. I have to be careful lately."
Who would have thought that three months ago, the limit of the world was senior. There was only one month left in this disaster year, and he had already achieved the status of legend. It’s really that things are unpredictable.
Luo Qing's eyes lit up, he nodded repeatedly, and said impatiently: "Go, go, it's best if you break through the legend directly, so that I can hug you again. I still miss the days when I used to call Master when I needed something."
Daolong paused in a sad mood, and a # gradually appeared on his forehead. He suppressed the urge to hit someone and said: "I don't want to see you now, give you three seconds to leave my sight."
Luo Qing paused, and there was confusion in his eyes. What happened to this old man? He suddenly seemed to be angry. He didn't say anything bad, right?
Seeing the stupid look in his clear eyes, Daolong's anger level rose steadily. As the strongest black energy wizard, how could he raise such a disciple with no ambition at all?
Daolong (－︿－): "三"
The confusion in Luo Qing's eyes became clearer, but he did not wait for Daolong to continue counting. He decisively turned around and ran to his laboratory, shouting: "Come on, Master, don't worry, I won't disturb you recently!" p>
Touch!
As the door of the laboratory was closed, the anger on Daolong's face gradually faded, and he shook his head helplessly. He was now a strong man, and it seemed that he had not changed at all.
Thinking about it, Daolong slowly walked towards his magic room. It took him two hundred years to transform from an ordinary person to a being comparable to a great mage, and to become the leader of the Black Qi Wizard.
The frequent occurrences and rapid increase in strength in the past three months have had a slight impact on his two hundred years of hard work.
He needs to adjust his mentality to welcome his new life, the human magister, who has a lifespan of a thousand years.
Luo Qing returned to the laboratory with a smile on his face. He could understand Daolong's emotion, but it was still early. The disaster year did not simply end at the end of December.
This path of rapid promotion may continue forever, and the recovery of the world will always lead to a group of beings becoming big bosses, so it is better to get rid of those useless negative emotions as soon as possible, so as not to happen again every three days. Turning around, he looked at a machine with a flashing red light and the liquid bomb inside. The smile in his eyes became even gentler.
There is one more attack method. As expected, alchemy and magic are the best combination.
Although it is a bit insignificant compared to the Destruction Weapon, it does not hinder his research on alchemy and magic.
You can’t completely rely on external things, right?
The Weapon of Destruction is Barrett's name. This is a reference to the name of a heroic weapon in a certain game in my memory. However, this weapon is usually in the shape of a ball, so adding the word "Weapon" is Luo Qing's final stubbornness.
.
After all, 'Little Gun', a name that seemed very good to Luo Qing, had already been given to the evil spirit. He thought about it for a long time and could not think of a better name.
Thinking about all this, Luo Qing came to a machine with great interest and began to adjust the parameters of the liquid bomb.
This thing is really convenient, but it is not that powerful. He needs to study it carefully for reference.
Maybe add some alchemical poison or magical curse to the explosion?
When this idea appeared, Luo Qing flipped through his memories, took out the magic book and turned to the undead magic category, and his eyes gradually fell into deep thought.
Also, catching flying animals everywhere is still too slow. This advanced magic ‘Dark Reproduction’ is quite good.
This magic can cause specific creatures to continuously split, and a large number of copies with selectable strengths will appear in a short period of time. The cost is to continuously consume the soul of the copied creature until it is completely annihilated.
Luo Qing's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he could see the bats hanging on the castle through the wall.
Sure enough, the human race's favorite thing is combo skills. After using this set, do you still need to swing the staff by yourself in a fight?
Luo Qing imagined that he was leaning in a dark corner wearing a windbreaker, with a hood covering his eyes, and a crow with scarlet eyes standing on his shoulders. The sky was completely occupied by copies of the crow, chaotic yet orderly.
Fly towards the enemy.
All he has to do is play with the ring in his hand, listen to the endless explosions and the screams of the enemies, and he doesn't even need to show his face.
This is so handsome!
Luo Qing showed a somewhat excited expression on his face, and decisively began to study the magic of Dark Reincarnation. The great magic research is about to begin again!
At this time, the blood on his shoulders flashed slightly, and the blood-clothed clothes appeared in the laboratory. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the expression on Luo Qing's face, and his expression froze.
She couldn't help but look around, and after making sure there was nothing she didn't want to see, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"What is that thing that makes me not want to return to my consciousness at all? I can feel the trembling in my body over there. Could it be that you did something to my body?" Xue Yi said and touched his skirt.
I was relieved to find that everything was normal.
Luo Qing completely ignored her meaning. He held the magic book in one hand and carefully read the darkly reproduced magic lines. He summoned the weapon of destruction and threw it away.
Bloody Clothes:
Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
"Wow yeah yeah yeah"
She screamed and shrank into a corner, trembling as she looked at the ball floating in the air.
When the thing opened its blue, indifferent eyes and looked at her, Xueyi was stunned: "Uh"
The bright red color all over her body made her little face look even paler. Her eyes slowly closed, letting her consciousness leave her body just like that.
A feeling of devouring came. Luo Qing was stunned. He looked up and immediately saw the weapon of destruction approaching Xue Yi, whose body was shaking unconsciously in the corner. Luo Qing closed the magic book with a snap. Why does this thing want to eat everything? "Go back! You can't eat this." Luo Qing said coldly.
The Destruction Weapon paused, and the blue eyes slowly looked at Luo Qing. After looking at each other for a long time, they slowly disappeared.
Luo Qing shook his head and walked towards Xueyi. Looking at her like a doll, after thinking about it, Luo Qing picked her up and put her on his bed.
Then turn around and continue to study the dark engraving, and bring it with you when you are about to go out. It’s so pitiful for a little lolita to be a tattoo all day long. She should add the effect of a cold quilt.
After all, evil spirits like things that smell like evil spirits.
