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Chapter 110 Burning Mental Power

"Tsk, this has just begun and I can't stand it anymore."

The player shook his head with regret, and then returned to the team. Mo Lan looked at the charging knight team and silently gave him a thumbs up.

On the tower, Viscount Lassen looked at the players trying to defend, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth.

"Die, let's die, let's all die."

At this moment, Mo Lan stopped and raised his right hand.

"Prepare!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Seven or eight fireballs released in advance flew out and hit the charging knight. The knight did not make any move, and the fireballs were hit and sparks flew everywhere.

"puff!"

When the angry Viscount Lassen saw this scene, he suddenly couldn't help laughing. Half of his face was smiling, and the other half was angry, and his expression became extremely strange.

The other nobles next to them couldn't help laughing. Their originally gloomy expressions gradually softened, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths, and they chatted easily, as if they were watching an anticipated performance.

"What an amazing fireball performance, a close contact between the condensed high-temperature fireball and fighting spirit.

Every burst of flame is an interpretation of beauty, which is simply the incarnation of art.

Next, please let us appreciate...the art of killing!"

A nobleman chanted, causing other noblemen next to him to smile relaxedly.

Mo Lan looked at several broken fireballs and said nothing. He raised his hands and opened his lips slightly.

"Fireball!"

In an instant, the fire element in the environment quickly became active, and spell models took shape one after another, and then turned into blazing fireballs.

One, two, three,...eighty-six, eighty-eight!

The presence of eighty-eight fireballs caused the temperature at the city gate to rise rapidly.

The fireball flying forward was intervened by Mo Lan's mental power, and its flight trajectory directly changed slightly.

Mo Lan's face was serious, the ink cartridges in his mind were rotating at high speed, and real-time data calculations were performed one after another.

The fireball spells in the sky underwent dizzying changes. Several fireball spells flew away, and the remaining four fireball spells gathered together and condensed.

Then, a complex three-dimensional figure appeared in mid-air.

Finally the most critical step has been reached.

"The spell model in the spell slot is condensed with mental power. Since it was possible before, now..."

Mo Lan's mental power was in place, forming thin magic lines to connect the fireballs together, but there was no change.

"No, it's still a little bit...resonance!"

Mo Lan adjusted his mental power to the same frequency as the fireball.

However, at this moment, a severe burning sensation appeared in Mo Lan's mind, and the severe pain made him grit his teeth.

The violently fluctuating fire element surged rapidly in the mental power channel. At this moment, the fire element in the environment became active again.

An invisible vortex seemed to appear in the sky, sweeping in the fire elements and pouring them all into this huge spell model.

And all this had only passed for a second or two, and the fireball had not even flown out of the range of Mo Lan's mental power.

The moment he left the range of Mo Lan's mental power, the spell model was completed.

Everyone only saw more than eighty fireballs making a dazzling series of flights before turning into one huge fireball.

The spell model turned into a fireball, which quickly compressed under the pressure of the spell model.

The red color of the fireball turned into pure blue, and the pure blue flame jumped gently. The one-meter-and-five-meter-diameter fireball brought extremely high temperatures, and the air where it passed was distorted.

boom!

The pure blue fireball collided head-on with the charging team, and a loud noise was heard. It seemed as if everyone's ears were unable to hear the sound.

Then the ground shook and Mo Lan stumbled. Xu Zongxin behind him quickly supported him.

Mo Lan gave him a slight shock and asked him to let go, holding on to his feet.

The shock wave swept across the land, and then turned into a violent wind, roaring past.

A huge pit the size of a basketball court appeared at the originally flat city gate. There was nothing in the center of the pit, and there was a faint reflection under the sun.

As soon as Viscount Lassen smiled, he froze and stared blankly at the deep pit in the ground.

The noble who sent this team of knights just said that his knight was alive. He was instantly confused. He couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

The smiles on other people's faces disappeared as soon as they appeared, revealing expressions of shock.

There was even a nobleman who collapsed to the ground in shock.

But the netizens in the live broadcast room of the queen anchor Shi Ying were laughing their heads off.

"Hahaha, awesome, Mo Shen is awesome!"

"You are so powerful at the beginning of the game. If you can do it later in the game, wouldn't it mean that you can grow mushrooms one by one and have peace in the world?"

"I think it's too perverted and affects the balance of the game.

@gm, let’s sharpen the knife girl.”

"Pfft."

"Hey, I also think it's a bit too strong. This mage is just like shooting missiles. How will the warriors play in the future?

How can I play other professions?"

"Didn't you see it upstairs? This is a big move launched by a group of 88 mages together. What does it mean to be a mage?

In addition, warriors can't use fighting spirit resonance? This is eighty-eight mages fighting ten warriors. Think about how powerful it would be if eighty-eight warriors had fighting spirit resonance.

Finally, a reminder, except for mages and warriors, there are no other professions at all.

If you have time to talk about this, go and create one yourself.”

"God Mo is so awesome. He actually created such a powerful mage profession by himself, and announced it. It has become the number one profession with higher expectations than warriors."

"Hey guys, a player is playing himself as a game planner."

"My mother asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast."

At this time, there was a large castle at the core of Red Maple City.

A muscular man with a beard like a steel needle on his chin sat in the study room, tapping his fingers lightly on the desk.

"A decisive battle at the gate of the North City? Do these projectors think they can defeat the knight squad by playing some tricks?

Although I don’t know how the previous knight team disappeared, but with the strength of Larson and the others, you are still far from being able to defeat them.

You can kill one squad of knights with intrigue, but you can never kill the second squad of knights."

Earl Hongfeng fell into deep thought.

"Should we step forward to protect these Projector Guilds? Their talents in business are truly astounding. Whatever they get in their hands can become more valuable.

But he is lawless, has no nobles in his eyes, does not understand respect, and sometimes even dares to provoke the nobles just because a few civilians have died, which is to beat the nobles, and now his strength is not weak..."

Earl Hongfeng pondered for a long time.

"Forget it, let Larsen and the others suppress the character of the projectors first. After they have a sense of superiority and inferiority, and when they learn to respect the nobility, I will step forward as a good person and take these projectors into my account.

For my use.”

Earl Hongfeng made a decision in his heart, with a proud smile on his face.

However, at this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Count!"


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