The serious sense of crisis coming from behind made Liming dare not push forward at all. The condensed space cut flew directly to form a barrage, but the opponent seemed to not dodge and directly hit it. Liming's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he encountered it.
In this weird situation, the other party displayed magic that was completely different from any magic he had ever encountered.
The magic made him a little shaken. Isn't this guy really an assassin of the space god who was created to end his life? He finally found out that he was just a kid, so he was angry and sent a super assassin who was immune to space magic to send him away.
Go home, what a warm-hearted space master, what a woolly figure!
Liming forced himself to calm down, and waited until the moment when the cold was about to completely destroy him, "Tongso! Space interference!" A ripple of confusion spread out in Liming's eyes, and a faint blue halo spread, with a radius of three meters centered on Liming
shrouded in a spherical area, Dawn itself felt a sense of oppression, let alone the other party. Of course, it is too difficult for this sense of oppression to cause a real deceleration effect. At best, it is similar to the experience encountered while walking.
It was just a few wisps of breeze, but it was enough. Li Ming saw that the other party was covered in a shallow light curtain, his face was blurred, but he was holding two short and pointed awls in his hands, and his figure was like a dwarf.
"Space cutting!" Under these conditions, it will cost more magic power for Dawn to activate offensive space magic. The consumption may even be double or triple the original amount. But Dawn, don't forget that what Dawn lacks most is
magic!
"..." The opponent was stunned, but he still evaded very flexibly. The short cone struck out, opened a dark crack, passed directly through, and appeared on the right side of Li Ming the next moment. Li Ming witnessed this scene in his heart
The question was finally solved. No wonder the high priest couldn't sense each other. They were not in the same space at all, just like how could the X-axis feel the movement of the Y-axis! Next comes the time to trick people, and Dawn has never
I hate it so much, but I never knew I could be so crazy!
Holy Light Slash, charge up! Space shuttle!
The opponent didn't take it seriously when he saw Dawn disappear, because he had an absolute advantage from the beginning of this battle. So what if he escaped, it was just the prey's powerless resistance before being preyed on! This is the advantage of the hunter.
It was not a fair showdown from the beginning, it was a hunt!
The space was opened again. In his eyes, the sporadic black was a door to countless possibilities. As long as he wanted to, he could reach any direction within five meters without the consumption of magic power and mental blessing of space magic. His talent
, plane traveler!
However, when he appeared in Liming's body again, he suddenly noticed something strange. The last attack direction was too accurate, giving him the illusion that Liming had seen through his figure, but how could this be possible? He
It’s not like I haven’t hunted those so-called space magic wizards before. It’s so intoxicating to watch them struggling to use their proud space magic before dying to try to get a chance to breathe for their fearful and helpless self! He
Licking his lips, he launched a long-planned backstab!
"Space interference!" Dawn directly used one-third of the current magic power to exert the strongest effect of space interference. The over-reinforced space even reached the intensity close to the artificial barrier, but it only lasted for an instant, and it was very short.
Very short, but for a mouse used to drilling holes
For a moment, the ground was replaced by a hard ground made of steel and iron mud, and the price was fatal! His figure was suddenly exposed, but he could not cover his tracks immediately because Dawn made him endure a
The backlash of bloodline talent, this is the disadvantage of bloodline talent
, just like drinking water, drinking it smoothly is instinctive, and if it gets stuck in the throat, it means choking. Unfortunately, this assassin is in the choking stage, Holy Light Slash! The opponent was directly killed without a chance to resist.
Cut into two pieces, Dawn's eyes are red, space interference! Tongso! Expand the space to do it
The range of disturbance, superimposing Tongpou will cause a lot of consumption to Dawn, but he doesn't care, things like magic will still appear during meditation, but the lives of the team members will never be saved! He was beaten again
It’s shameful. You promised to take everyone back. Do you really think Ming Ming is a fool?!
"Space cutting!" A dagger with magnificent lines that looked like ice marks appeared in Li Ming's palm. He left behind the sword of holy light and kept moving back and forth, harvesting those demonic assassins who had no time to escape.
"Is it over?" Kaiwen Ke asked Liming, who was half-kneeling on the ground and gasping for air, hesitantly and asked.
"Ah, it's over, help me move Flanders over." Li Ming stood up from his stomach, his legs were weak and numb, and even his head felt like it had been hammered with a wooden hammer, and the sound was dull.
It feels like sand has entered the ears and hurts.
"Yeah." Kevin Kexi nodded and carried the electric eel to Liming. Liming simply knelt there. The other team members were a little touched and walked over and patted Liming on the shoulder. Kevin
Kirsch sat next to Flanders, as if caring for a sleeping patient.
"I'm not the best at hitting, even though they all say so," Kevin Kirsch said in a low voice, "They call me big brother because they usually rely on me to treat their injuries. As you can see, they all
I’m not very good at treatment, but since I spend more time with them, they think I’m like a big brother.”
"Yeah, I can see that." Li Ming smiled.
"Flanders has a quick temper, can you tell?" Kevin Kirsch said, "That guy just likes to work blindly, but he is also the vanguard of the team. Everyone likes this big guy who loves to discharge."
"Yeah." Dawn agreed in a low voice.
"In fact, we also have a responsibility for this matter. If we could pay more attention to the situation in Flanders, maybe this wouldn't be the case."
"No, if I could see the other party's true appearance earlier and pay more attention to the situation over there, maybe,"
"No! Captain, you are wrong again. Most of the time on the battlefield, you give priority to protecting important characters. You are the captain. We can understand that you want to protect yourself. You have just become the captain, right? You are just very clumsy in commanding."
Kevin Kirsch said, "Captain, we believe in you."
"I know." Liming stood up and waved his hand, "It's just that I can't bear to face it. I told the scale-robed monster that I would bring you back intact, but it turned out like this for the first time on my mission. I've said it all."
"Every time you go on duty, there will be casualties," Kevin Kirsch said. "You're just not used to this. Mercenaries trade their lives for benefits. If your life is strong enough, you can hold Feist in your hands. If your life is
If you are weak, you have to stay there. If no one helps you, you can't even go home. This is what you call a mercenary."
"I've heard it, and I can even say a lot of it myself. Mercenaries, just use the limited time to be as happy as possible, because mercenaries know that they may be gone on the next mission at any time, so in order not to let themselves save
Pfister wastes money, of course he should spend it wisely, drink heavily, eat meat, arm-wrestle, and so on, use everything that can be used," Li Ming babbled, feeling vomiting in her heart.
I used to read it in a novel, the flowers were so strong last night, your life is not good, these vulgar jokes are all about mercenaries, they are careless, they are bandits, hooligans, but I really want to try this group
In the life of a short-lived guy, maybe he will become one of those people who tell dirty jokes. How can he have so much time to talk about elegance, seize the time to have fun, spend time, and indulge in life.
"The captain hasn't experienced a real mercenary life, has he?" Kevin Kexi said, "But it will be fine as long as the captain adapts."
Dawn nodded...
"Renovation?" The city lord frowned. This was not the first time he heard this proposal, but it was the first time he had to seriously consider this proposal that once made his ears scab, because the man sitting in front of him
It is not the so-called alchemist master, but the proposal of the Immortal who represents the Palace of Truth. It is strange to say that although the alchemists have their own day in Feist, they always cannot hold their head high in the face of the original system of mages. Although alchemists
Warlock
We have repeatedly emphasized that alchemy is an emerging power system that is independent of mages, but it is an indisputable fact that mages can always surpass these proud alchemists in the use of magic materials. Furthermore, the birth of the first alchemists is not
Glory, some old-fashioned mages at that time even regarded him as a lost person with a wrong sword. Every time the immortals entered Feist with the attitude of superiors inspecting the work of subordinates, there was always a dispute.
However, from the attitude of the city lord towards the immortals, we can generally see the normal attitude of some nobles in Feist towards the cutting-edge scholars of the local mage country.
"Yes, we learned from the envoys who stayed in your country that you seem to have developed an alchemical creature that is integrated with the power of the abyss, and its power and the unique predatory nature of the abyss that it shows, you don't have to hide it too much, after all
, that war was so famous, wasn't it? No matter what our purpose was, at least we were surprised by your results,
And are willing to offer the recognition of the mage's orthodoxy." Although the other party said it more politely, the city lord could still feel the traditional dispute. The mage has always been unwilling to let the alchemy system break away from the mage lineage, especially after witnessing the rapid development of alchemy and its decline.
After Fister injected strong vitality into it, the enlightened mages have never given up on regaining the alchemy system in modern times.
"Dear Immortal, I am sorry to tell you that this alchemical creature is of great significance to us at Feist. It is not only the achievement of the alchemists, but also the achievement of Feist as a whole. As a mere profiler,
City Lord of Erxi, I really don’t have the strength to hand it over to you to try to transform it.” The City Lord shook his head slightly.
"Mr. City Lord, I'm afraid you still don't understand the situation you're facing now, right? Do you understand it? Do you know how well it fits into the abyss? Can you guarantee that it won't get out of control? Can you take a picture of it?
Chest said you didn't mix any forbidden experimental materials when developing this abyssal alchemy creature?
?" The Immortal is not in a hurry. Although he is sitting on the territory of another country, he does not feel nervous about his life and death being threatened. For noble mages, especially their pioneers, those precious magic scrolls on the market are just as important to them.
Just throw it around like ordinary paper, and escape is not a problem at all.
"Mr. Immortal, do you think that if we give it to you, you can guarantee us a satisfactory result?" The city owner put down the tea cup, but the other party just sneered and waved his hand.
"What you said, sir, seems to me to be a provocation to the Palace of Truth. As the oldest magical country, we have the ability to solve your troubles. This is the conduct of our scholars who are determined to dedicate themselves to the truth. Mr. City Lord
, please hurry up, as soon as I come here
On the way here, I saw an unknown aura brewing at your north gate. Looking at those turbid auras, I knew they must be those sad deserters of the truth who blasphemed their lives." The Immortal calmly took the thick bag he carried with him.
I took out the thick book and it looked like I was sitting quietly watching the changes.
"Undead?!" The city lord trembled in his heart. What is going on? The demonic crisis has just settled down for a while, but the undead that disappeared unexpectedly popped up at this juncture. Why did Feist face so many unprecedented challenges at the same time?
Disaster, has this place been cursed by the ethereal neutral god Destiny Weaver?
"I think our conversation needs to be paused. Dear Immortal, if what you said is true, then we will first put aside the issue of transforming the abyssal alchemical creatures, and instead think about how to resist those difficult undead legions.
." The City Lord stood up, and the Immortal also stood up, "Then I wish Mr. City Lord can survive this crisis safely."
Is this really the only choice? The skeleton was observing the entire team of the Temple of Light in a dark corner. They seemed to be setting off, but where were they going? The skeleton felt the familiar smell of decay from the quiet sky, which made him
Is it the homeland where you were born? Belong to the team of the undead? Only by becoming a skeleton warrior can you gain the power to rescue them. The skeleton noticed that the team members are different from the undead.
, Their promotion is very complicated, sometimes it takes a day, sometimes it takes a month for them to break through the boundaries. They may grow very fast, but they are really inferior to the growth of the undead. As long as there is flesh and blood, as long as there is a soul,
The undead will grow uncontrollably. This is the impression of the skeleton, and the same is true for Delise. They may grow very fast, but for the skeleton, they are still too slow.
The skeleton silently followed the ripples that penetrated the space. The paladins should have sensed this alien creature, but the aura of the undead in the sky was too strong, as if it was covering up the aura of the skeleton itself. It blended in, and teammates
Can we wait for its rescue? Is there no answer? Do we want to have a look? This is probably the best chance. The skeleton chose to leave Dawn and the others. The drastic changes in the sky inspired the Holy Light Church to take action, just as the undead did.
Just as the breath can be keenly felt by Holy Light personnel, skeletons can also feel them.
"Don't come over." The skeleton replayed Delis's silent lip language in his mind before getting into the ripples of space. They seemed to be okay, but Delis was in danger. Fortunately, she gave up her undead magic. The skeleton struggled and walked forward.
After entering the ripple, he paused, and before the space shrank, he stepped back. Becoming a skeleton warrior can save the team members. What kind of escape is this? I'm afraid that becoming a skeleton warrior will be enough.
Can you never come back? If a tree has no heart, then it is lifeless. If a person has no heart, then it is heartless. Skeleton, don’t want to be just a cold skeleton all your life, traveling? The skeleton chuckled and took off the disguise.
Magic Vocal Cord, Delis, please forgive me for the recklessness of this skeleton! Miss Delis, your command is correct, but it must be very unsuitable for me at this moment... (To be continued)