The rumbling vibrations spread throughout the office building. All the staff in the building felt their feet jump, tables and chairs shook, and even the ceiling seemed to shift.
This abnormality caused a lot of panic. People ran around to find the cause of the incident, or ran away to avoid it. The most panicked people were definitely the people who were attacked.
In the dead of night, Director Wilson is carefully reviewing more than a dozen personnel expenses. This could only be done by finding a few professional financial personnel, but there are no such people.
If these two powers, financial power and personnel power, are not properly grasped, Director Wilson’s work will be boring. While he was frowning and trying to compare the accounts to find possible errors, his office was demolished.
The loud noise and air wave made the director's butt unsteady and he almost fell off the table. He subconsciously tensed up his body, shrank his neck and hugged his head, and lay down on the desk.
The office encountered a burst of airflow, and all the paper documents on the desktop were blown everywhere, which also wiped out Wilson's hard work throughout the night. He felt a scorching heat enveloped him and almost fainted.
But the Director did not faint. He did not even have time to be afraid. He only witnessed the next scene.
Eve Lorraine's desk is to the right of Wilson, and the fireball attack is also on the right wall. After the explosion, the wall fragments shoot through the back of the wall like bullets, which alone can kill most people.
But this did not include little Lorraine. She was sleeping soundly on the table, and her deep breathing sounded very regular. But when the orcs outside yelled a warning, she suddenly raised her head like a vigilant marmot, and looked around
Looking around.
Are there enemies?
Where?
No matter, let’s pick up a gem first.
Lorraine holds the gem in her little hand all the time, eating, drinking, sleeping, and never letting go of it. She has studied how to use the arcane magic in the gem countless times.
Just pick one and crush it, and the magical power stored in it will be immediately released in the form of arcane magic.
Shield technique.
A simple and effective first-level defensive arcana.
A transparent force field shield can greatly strengthen defense. A shield only protects in a single direction. But the Hao Shi in Lorraine's hand stores three shield spells to protect her 360 degrees.
The shield appeared very timely, because when Lorraine stared in the direction of the office door, the wooden wall beside her was blasted open. The loud noise scared the little girl and screamed - help!
When the shock wave struck, Lorraine was well protected by three shields, but Wilson behind her was affected by the fiery air wave.
The director held his head to avoid it. When he raised his head, his ears were ringing and his hair was like grass. He realized that he was being attacked, but he didn't know where to hide.
Lorraine screamed "Help", and then cried out "I really can't cast spells".
Thick smoke billowed out of the gap and kept billowing.
Without saying anything, the little girl picked a gem and crushed it. Two bright red rays immediately appeared on her fingertips, blocking the gap like a raging torrent.
Two assassins rushed in through the gap with thick smoke, and were hit by the ray. The two men were holding daggers and looking for the target with their eyes wide open. It was as if they were in purgatory, with fire in front of their eyes and high temperature surrounding their bodies.
Wow.....
Courage was instantly replaced by fear.
Is this a fucking trap?
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?
The two assassins tried to dodge, but the third gem was also crushed.
This time there was also a loud noise, and two cone-shaped jets of high-temperature air covered the breach in the wall. The two assassins were bumped into each other, their bodies were blown up, and they fell to the floor with a thud.
Immediately after the fourth and fifth gems were crushed at the same time, a series of magic spheres flew out, whirring endlessly.
No one can even think of rushing in through the gap at this moment.
This series of changes happened too fast. When the fireball exploded, Wilson's heart was about to burst. But he raised his head and sat in his seat, watching the whole process blankly.
What did this little girl just say?
Can’t cast spells?
So where did this endless series of spells come from?
It’s so hidden!
The lord treats me very well, and his personal maid is indeed amazing.
There was a rumbling sound in the director's office, followed by crackling and crashing, as if someone was demolishing the house inside. The man demolished the house again and again, and did not forget to scream while demolishing it.
The entire inspection office building seemed to be trembling, shaking, and shaking in the piercing screams. You may not necessarily hear the sound of fierce fighting inside and outside the building, but you can definitely hear this penetrating scream.
There was crying in the shouting, there was a cry for help in the crying, and there was panic in the cry.
It felt like an extremely tragic, extremely tragic, and extremely terrifying fight to the death. All the personnel in the inspection office were panicking, feeling that something big was about to happen.
The strong wind blowing outside the office lasted for nearly ten seconds before it stopped, and the view in the corridor was clear again.
Look carefully, the infiltrators used fireball to blast open the main door of the director's office instead of the main door. They could have chosen a wall on the side. Behind that wall was Wilson's desk.
The orcs and dwarves jumped at the same time and hurriedly entered the office. They hoped that the director would not die too miserably and at least leave a whole body, otherwise there would be no way to do the job.
But in the office, Director Wilson sat dumbfounded in his seat. His office was large enough, and there was enough space for the explosion airflow to vent.
Debris from the wooden wall was blown everywhere in the exploding fireball. Many of them landed on the director's head, looking like a chicken coop that had been hit by the air wave.
On the other side of the office, two charred corpses fell on the floor. Although their identities were still unclear, the famous and expensive cashmere carpet in the Northland had been stained.
Around the body were a series of pitted marks of critical strikes. All the displays were either burnt black and brittle, or torn to pieces, as if a small-scale natural disaster had occurred.
This natural disaster was really tragic. The director's office was completely bombed. All valuable furnishings were destroyed. The floor and ceiling were completely destroyed and had to be rebuilt.
The corpses on the ground are proof that even the fireball technique cannot compare with it.
what happened?
What about the infiltrated attacker?
How could the situation change so quickly in just ten seconds?
He was in danger just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, the attacker was on the floor.
"Mr. Wilson, are you okay?"
The orcs and dwarves were holding their axes in a daze, and two wizards crowded in from behind, panicking.
Director Wilson said nothing, with a straight face as if he was frightened, and just pointed to his side.
Eve Lorraine, who had white flowers on her head and wore a black and white apron, had a sad face and cried with tears: "I was resting just now and dreamed that I saved many poor people.
Suddenly the wall was broken, and two bad guys wanted to bully me. I can't cast spells, and I'm really scared."
so what......?
In the end what happened?
Who did the two burnt corpses on the ground?
Who was responsible for the devastating bombardment effect?
Who resolves a dangerous crisis?
Everyone only saw one thing - the magic gems that the little girl had been holding in her hands these past few days were all broken into powder.