Lin Bo muttered, who knows how many fire element cannons were built behind such a skillful move.
"These bastards, each one has a greater sense of crisis than the last one. Don't you know that I have deployed a lot of cannons?
You all continue to arrange it one by one."
Lin Bo shook his head after speaking.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to worry about them, I'll just deploy my resonance weapons and Tesla coil tower.
I hope we can have a good performance in this first battle.”
The soul took out a space box and took out huge structures one after another. The huge structures floated out of thin air one after another and were assembled in the air. After a while, a height was not inferior to that of an ordinary mage tower, but it was slimmer and slimmer.
The blue tower for sale is taking shape. Under the dim sun of the abyss world, blue electric flowers dance on the top of the tower.
Lin Or looked at the blue tower with a smile on his face. Next to him, construction teams were quickly assembling each other. The builders were building mage towers one after another and low-end mage fortresses.
In addition, forbidden magic fields, dimensional anchors, gold-patterned black steel chain nets, etc., each spell structure is imprinted on the mountain, and each arrangement fills the space.
Thanks to the efforts of the Mage Association, the surface of the entire valley seems to have remained unchanged, but in fact, every space, every rock, and every corner here has a fixed spell structure and is filled with the arrangements of the mages.
It seems that nothing has changed, but in fact, earth-shaking changes have taken place underneath it.
In addition, the door to another world opened again midway, and this time Lin Fang brought in another batch of materials.
In an emergency, Ke Qingzhi's mecha brought a great breakthrough to the profession.
The biggest breakthrough this time is that the new mecha user no longer needs to move his mental space.
This time Ke Qingzhi has a completely different idea. This time Ke Qingzhi uses the projection effect to completely copy and project the spiritual space to form an illusory spiritual space.
Although the mental space is illusory, it still captures the magic of the mental space and the magic of the spell slots.
This kind of mental space projection can currently last for about three hours. After three hours or so, it will be like a real mental space, with almost no difference.
It's just that when the mental space is projected, the original mental space cannot be used and will fall into silence. If the mental space projection is destroyed, the vitality of the mental space will be seriously injured, but there will be no death.
This kind of mental space projection is only a temporary breakthrough because the technology is not perfect yet, so it can only be used within the coverage of mental power.
After Lin Bo learned about it, he took it directly, and then took several stored mechas and slightly modified them. As a result, several mechas with sixth-level combat power became the bodies of the mecha users who projected their mental space.
And these mechas will become the only mages to face the eighth-level demons.
By then, all mages, including Mo Lan, Lu Bin, and Lin Bo, will not face the eighth-level demons on the battlefield.
At most, Lin Or will use the technology of mental space projection to control its seventh-level mecha to challenge.
Lu Bin will use the Zhanyi Tower Spirit to spread his mental power, remotely control the space, and prepare to fight.
As for Mo Lan...he didn't prepare anything. He just used his mental power to remotely connect to Zhan Yi Pagoda Spirit, and controlled something mysteriously. Lin Bo and Lu Bin asked him several times but didn't answer.
It has been half a month since everything was arranged, and there is only one week left before the agreed time.
Within a week, all the mages disappeared without a trace. It was as if nothing happened in the Blood Pond Valley. In the entire valley, only the goat-horned demon imprisoned next to the Blood Pond was breathing heavily, and his momentum soared into the sky, as if he was venting his anger.
Using his own anger, or using this anger to cover up the fear in his heart.
Time passed day by day, and the agreed date arrived in a blink of an eye, but no one was in a hurry. It would definitely take time for the other party to come, and the distance would not be too short.
So another day passed, and the result still didn't come...
The next day passed and still didn't come...
"Will you come or not?"
Mo Lan was helpless, rolled his eyes, opened the door to another world, answered the question and started his own research and meditation in the office.
However, just when Mo Lan returned to the office, a piece of news came.
"Coming!"
"Coming?!"
Mo Lan was suddenly startled, and the thought was about to come to him.
As expected, not long after Mo Lan's thoughts came to him, he spotted the abyss demon flying very fast in the distance, but... something seemed not quite right.
The huge abyss demon came closer, closer, closer. When it was close enough, when Mo Lan could sense it, Mo Lan's expression suddenly changed.
"Seventh level..."
Mo Lan was speechless. He had been preparing for so long, waiting for so long, and finally he only waited for a seventh-level abyss.
Although this seventh-level aura seems to be much stronger, seventh-level is seventh-level...
"Bold Sheephead..."
Before the seventh-level abyss demon approached the blood pool, an arrogant and violent mental wave came over him.
"Bold..."
"I dare your mother!"
Mo Lan yelled loudly and grabbed it with his big hand. In an instant, a huge chaotic hand formed out of thin air, grabbed the seventh-level demon and squeezed it.
Click!
The seventh-level demon turned into a puddle of meat and was thrown to the ground by big hands, like a fly being swatted to the ground.
Immediately, the big hand dissipated, and Mo Lan's thoughts were withdrawn, leaving only one sentence.
"Come and kill each of these seventh-level demons until the eighth-level demon comes in person!"
The tip of the iceberg revealed by Mo Lan's strength made everyone take a breath. The powerful seventh-level demon was like an ant in front of Mo Lan. He could crush it to death with one hand. People couldn't help but wonder whether Mo Lan was too strong.
Or is this demon too weak?
"yes!"
A group of mages responded, and Mo Lan's thoughts returned to his body, and he continued to study the structure of his anti-gravity manipulation spell, his elemental disintegration, and the relationship between elements and matter.
During this period, several seventh-level demons were killed next to the blood pool arranged.
Many of these seventh-level demons came together as a group and were somewhat cautious and concealed. However, no matter how they got in, they were caught by the angry people who had been waiting for a long time and then beaten to death.
After experiencing it several times, time has come to a week later, and there has been no harvest in the blood pool for a long time.
However, in the early morning of this day, a monstrous force rolled down. This force was even more terrifying than the Blood Pond Lord. The terrifying force made the air seem to freeze.
