Chapter 520 He is worthy of being a great magician
The "Silence" curse spread, and the shadows in the wasteland were restricted, and were quickly squeezed by the shadow demon to a distance of about ten meters near the elemental man.
The elements in the candlelight became fainter, and the shadows and flames that had previously erupted converged.
The ice wall and the holy light in the ice wall seemed to have become sourceless water, and began to burst under the touch of the white devil.
The meteorite rain falling from above also tends to disperse, its volume begins to change, and the amount of soil it contains no longer increases...
Li Yue triggered the "silence" curse.
Magic is forbidden in the wasteland.
But this does not affect most of the demons' actions - Silence targets the magician's spells and spells, such as the shadow demon's slits, or the white demon's touch, which are all part of the demon's instinct, just like eating.
Drinking water is so natural and does not require additional spells, so it can be used.
Similarly, the bone spurs and demonic wolf fangs in Li Yue's Demonic Manual are still sharp.
Bleeding and self-healing effects are inherent properties of the material itself and do not belong to the category of magic.
In the same way, there are bone conduction cannons and electric towers embedded in birdcages at the edge of the Colosseum - they are creations, not magicians, and they can operate without the power of a spell.
"What can he do?" Yihe can cast spells, but he can't speak.
The White Devil's abilities are limited to physical objects. Even the exploding lava, ice slag, and even the bone river that washes away around it are coated with a layer of white.
Especially since Shadow cannot control where they land.
"You can't save his life, you two will kill the King of the Colosseum together." The white devil moved directly to the nearest Eye of Distortion, exposing himself behind the camera, and seemed to enjoy the focus of the camera.
"In order to avoid misunderstandings among the viewers who have just started the live broadcast - you think you need to explain -"
The gravel pressed against Ling Gai, and Yihe's scalp was raised even before it was polished off.
It is the constant dissolution of Yihe's efforts.
The magic power of the library and the Colosseum is slowly depleted, the source of information is immediately used up, lies become reality, and the white line between Ichiga and the White Demon becomes dim.
Li Yue used his distorted eyes to take a close-up shot of Yihe's disheveled hair, constantly switching the screen wherever he was near or far.
Yingying collected the gravel and poured it into a river on the ground; Li Yue also conveniently opened the birdcage and made a hole to wash Yihe's body.
But Li Yue didn't care what the two of us were doing, he just used the staff of deception, attached sources of information, and told a lie.
If he is hit hard like that, it is indeed only a matter of time before the magician falls.
The shadow recovered, and the grinning man with long hair approached Yihe with a gun raised.
"The world is white."
But it wasn't the bombardment that hit them all and the erosion of the Bone River.
This ninth-level elemental wizard never thought he would suffer that kind of pull in the Colosseum.
【He should go and kill me.】
It's a bag body, but a brain-spirit body hidden underground.
If Lan Ruo could ask for less from Aka, he cursed a lunatic and then adjusted the muzzle of the bone conduction cannon downward.
"As expected of a magician - very tough -"
"You also look forward to the performance of the new stars in the Colosseum - welcome Akka -"
"Ha... magicians... humans... always have the ability to sense invitations from demons." The white devil was feeling proud when he suddenly found himself covered in artillery fire.
The body collector lifted up the coffin, holding another "old friend" of Lan Ruo in his hand.
When I found that the mantra I recited silently was effective, and my body changed from elemental to flesh and blood again, I suddenly felt extremely restless and at ease.
It's a pity that the meteorite rain in the sky has not yet taken shape. It will disappear out of thin air due to the silent curse. It will just continue to pile up the soil and become more dense.
Li Yue understood Yihe's behavior and guessed that the magician would certainly have no magic, and he must not have some demonic relics as a trump card, which was satisfactory.
"He's going to die. Is this really cooperation?" The White Devil was still sending the first invitation to Yihe.
The Bone River was activated, washing away the Seven Rivers, and blood was seen on the elemental people; the bone conduction cannon began to bombard, and there were endless explosions around the Seven Rivers, with layers of blood stains blooming.
"Let the wizard's magic be the fireworks in the Colosseum tonight - you all celebrate together -"
From a close distance, one could see Yihe's blasted shoulders and bones outside his body; from a distance, one could see the broken limbs and flesh and blood exploded by the artillery fire.
Of course, Li Yue noticed the big action between Yihe and the white devil, and then he remembered that the devil's position was not so vacillating, so he simply killed the white devil as well.
Then Li Yue discovered that he had a little white spot under his body.
The old friend shook off the tip of the whip in his hand and made a crisp sound.
Next, the paleness ended and connected Yihe and the white devil - Yihe accepted the "help" from the white devil.
"Gah..." is the sound of the coffin board being opened.
But in the last second, there was suddenly no sudden sound.
Yihe was silent, but still retreated quickly, approaching the center of the Colosseum.
Not very close yet.
"Then you pick up the sword for me and see how long I can hold it-"
A little light instantly turns pale.
In this way, the ground-shattering blow was eliminated. Although the falling rubble would still hit the birdcage, it was no longer a threat to the demons in the wasteland.
Li Yue sent a message to Aka, and at the same time pulled back Yingying who was fighting hand-to-hand with Yihe - I guess Yihe was holding it in, and of course Li Yue wanted Yingying to be involved in danger.
He didn't notice it at all at the time, but now that the light was brighter again, Li Yue connected the light curtain magic guide with the light.
If the game is broken again, there will be a game to break.
The flesh and blood finally faded away, and the robe gradually supported the explosion of weak force.
Pale and powerful.
When the cannon sounded, the meteorite exploded below and was broken into larger pieces and fell upwards.
"But then all his ambitions will be in vain!" The White Devil gave the condition, "And all you need...is just his whiteness..."
So Li Yue moved forward a little while walking, lengthening the distance between himself and Yihe.
"Snapped!"
As soon as the white spots ended, there was a little light, and Li Yue suddenly recalled that during the final ceremony in the Colosseum, he was shot with a false spear by his bare hand.
The desire to kill surges, and good and evil cannot make up for the consumption that triggers the "silence" curse, allowing the silence to continue.
The wizard looks like a human being, but he also looks like a demon in human form.
"You think that your friend must have no belongings left behind - I still haven't given up -"
Around the white devil, everything is pale.
But at that moment, the white devil floating in the air with his hands under the broken ice wall suddenly smiled.
The curse of silence is broken.
Although he felt that the magician was under pressure, he was still able to do so.
The King of the Colosseum was pressing Qihe's head and beating him.
This is also the reason why Li Yue had always wanted to get rid of his reliance on magic power.
"The person who is being beaten is a knight, a hunter, but the magician of the Tars Empire, Ichiga——"
But Aka did not directly use the gun, but opened his arms to welcome Yihe in the Bone River, still retaining the tradition of letting the opponent make a move, and waiting for the meteorite rain in the sky to fall.
Akka is still waiting for us to take action. The red cloak fills the wasteland in the middle of the Colosseum, welcoming the pale.
Immediately afterwards, the artillery fire that fell around the white devil turned a sickly white color.
"How to do it?" Yihe seemed to have no idea.
The horizontal river of bones and the vertical river of meteorites without fragments are about to swallow up a river that already has a river.