"The eggs of the mayfly, the source of magic, the scarlet vacuum tunnel, the countless black spots that penetrate the barrier, attack the magic circle in my name!"
The chanting of the incantation of the attacking magic circle echoed in the small cave, the petal magic pattern in Boom's hand flashed with light, and the last magic crystal was instantly turned into powder.
The body leaned forward slightly, and the feet covered with stinking mucus moved forward slowly. The entrance of the small cave was pierced by a flaming halberd, and countless wind blades overturned the third wave of insect waves again.
A tunnel leading forward appeared out of thin air. Boom turned back to signal to Rikka, and then the two of them walked towards the depths of the Far East again.
Along the way, the two of them did not see any wild beasts attacking, nor did they usher in the fourth wave of insects. The Far East seemed to be completely peaceful, with the dew reflecting the moonlight and the stars reflecting in the streams and pools. p>
More than half an hour later, Boom and Rikka stopped and stretched their necks with horrified expressions. At this moment, the two of them had entered the hinterland of the Far East, where the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra was.
’s lair.
"Rikka, the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra is three bugs? Why didn't you tell me before?" Boom asked softly, holding the three giant beetles not far away.
More than twenty meters away, three giant beetles of different shapes were seen floating in the air. One was exuding pressure, one was covered in gray mist, and the last one had a big belly and an expression on its face.
Like a human being, full of anger.
These three beetles are the "Twelve Warcraft" phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra, or its clones. Insect explosion clones, Nnoitra's body and soul are fragmented into three small bugs, one of which can self-explode and damage the enemy.
, one can spit poisonous mist, but the last one is used to escape.
If it weren't for the critical moment of evolution, Nnoitra would never have used his secret technique to look after his wealth. Because doing so would mean actively dividing his own strength into three, which is already the most helpless choice. p>
"I don't know. I have never seen this bug in the realm of nothingness. How could I know that it is the name of the Lord of Warcraft among the three!"
Rikka was also surprised, and then recalled her brief exchanges with the Lords of Warcraft in the realm of nothingness, and then answered with certainty.
It is not Rikka's fault that caused this deviation. It is simply because the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra is the weakest among the "Twelve Warcraft", and its coercion is not the power of a beast.
Just now, it is impossible for it to participate in the exchange of wills between the Lords of Warcraft. This is exactly what it has been grudged against for thousands of years.
The gods are fair. Although the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra has mediocre innate qualifications, it also has its own advantages. As long as it can successfully complete this evolution, it can legitimately call itself the master of Warcraft.
But now it seems that the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra has encountered the biggest trouble in his life. Although Boom and Rikka are not as powerful as themselves, they can take advantage of their own weaknesses in the process of evolution.
But as an ancient ferocious beast, the nature does not allow the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra to be timid in the slightest. The evolution ceremony is still going on, even if the opponent is already standing in front of him, even if the little girl looks very dangerous.
As for Boom, a human mid-level magician, he was automatically ignored because even those so-called peak experts would never be able to cause any damage to him.
Thinking of this, the consciousness of the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra drove the first self-destructing clone to rush towards the opponent. It was a giant crimson beetle, with sharp wings like blades and a sharp horn flashing with cold light. I saw it locked onto Boom and Rikka, and then pulled a long string of afterimages towards them. As the name suggests, the self-destructing beetle has only one attack method, which is to die together with the enemy.
And because its body contains one-third of the original power of the "Lord of Warcraft", it can be said that even the peak powerhouse will be reduced to disgrace.
"The cicada whispers, its thin wings quiver, the timid little life, the long-cherished wish to avoid all harm, in my name, defend the magic circle!"
The black wooden staff flashed with fluorescence, and immediately Boom and Rikka were completely enveloped by a two-foot-thick earth wall. A loud noise rose into the sky, as if the entire frozen continent was shaking slightly.
After the crimson beetle collided with the earth wall, it fell apart. It turned into a wisp of pressure and turned back to a certain cave.
Bum vomited blood wildly, and Rikka protected his brother's head, but was not injured. He stood up tremblingly again, holding up the black wooden staff, his eyes already turned scarlet.
Without any interval, the second giant beetle slowly flew into the air. It was a colorful creature, with waves of stench constantly pouring out of its mouthparts, and its slimy thin wings dancing up and down.
This beetle clone has no physical attack capabilities at all, but the toxin contained in its body can directly kill an adult dragon.
The light gray miasma quickly dispersed, and the giant beetle was always locked on Boom, with a hint of amusement in its eyes the size of broad beans.
"The skull of a salamander is broken, the bones of a starfish are broken, the dried blood is stagnant, the music of life resounds through hell, in my name, the healing circle!"
The mantra chanting of the healing circle blurted out. Although Boom's body was shaking a little, he did not let the poisonous mist get any closer.
It's just that the petal magic patterns in the palms of his hands have dissipated, and the whole person has a shaky feeling. This is the sequelae of excessive spellcasting, and it is the life gate that every magician needs to be vigilant at all times.
The thick earth wall seemed to be given life. An arrow condensed with earth magic appeared out of thin air, and then screamed at the second beetle.
Phew! The second giant beetle only felt a cramp in its body, and then quickly transformed into the power of a beast, and hurriedly got into the cave behind it.
Boom, who had temporarily won, did not feel any joy, but felt a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart. If the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra was not in a critical period of evolution, he and Rikka would have died long ago.
No matter how hard it was to suppress the magic backlash, Boom felt like the world was spinning, and heat surged from his mouth and nose. It smelled fishy, warm, and very familiar.
"Brother, Rikka is your crutch, tell me the way forward." Boom put his hand on Rikka's shoulder, and the latter looked coldly at the cave not far away and said softly.
"Follow me in and take a look. My brother is a little tired. Don't let Rikka go." After Boom said that, he coughed out a mouthful of blood again and then motioned Rikka to help him move forward.
"Brother, I can't control myself anymore. Instead of seeing my brother working so hard, it's better for the two of us to go all out and have fun!" Rikka walked slowly, fearing that Boom would fall because of her.
"Restraint is also an essential ability for a strong person. Take this opportunity to realize carefully that you must never act arbitrarily based on your preferences." Boom shook his pale lips, and his voice seemed to be vague.<
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"Rikka said that people never care about becoming a strong person! As long as she can stay with her brother every day, Rikka won't care even if she becomes an ordinary person!"
Rikka didn't say these words. Since her brother liked herself who had "control", Rikka could only silently cry angrily in her heart.