A poisonous bat fluttered above the office and used [Mage's Hand] to open the lid of the ventilation duct.
He wanted to repeat the same trick, take the items without anyone noticing, and then float away.
Who knows that in the transformed state, he can't cast more complex spells at all.
"Release transformation."
Wang Yuanheng held this legion contract card in his hand and felt a little excited.
Yesterday, he did not have a lair card, and the only production building card, Knight's Bastion, could not be placed on the lava field.
At that time, he was not sure that the mechanical heart was going to undergo a forging ceremony, otherwise he would not have considered putting the life fire into it at the beginning.
So, the mood is not too urgent.
Now, the Legion is close at hand!
No Power Transformers would be complete without Legion!
The hand holding the legion contract card trembled slightly.
It was exciting. I was a little impatient, and I even wanted to build an army on the spot.
However, at this time, I still felt a little bit disappointed.
After all, the one in his hand is just the most ordinary legion contract.
When summoned, it is just a thin and delicate scroll.
If it is some kind of symbolic legion contract item, then the formed legion will have a title from the beginning, which will directly bring about a pretty good legion skill.
It's just like in the army, those units with famous numbers or honorary titles, the soldiers inside will always have a different spirit and spirit, and those units will always have some special and precious heritage.
However, don't worry too much.
Since there is no such thing, then I will lead my legion myself and make a name that is resounding throughout the world!
At this moment, Wang Yuanheng suddenly heard footsteps approaching the office, and they were obviously coming here.
How about such a coincidence!
This is not writing a novel!
The cooldown time for changing forms is still a while.
Wall penetration?
No, there are dense wiring in this building. I refuse this kind of electric shock. Besides, there are people next door.
Akira's wings of flight?
No, it's not my style to be so high-profile in broad daylight.
Wait, for the last spell selection slot at LV6, I chose Fireball.
After all, explosions are art.
Fireball is a man's romance.
Well, the main reason is that the fireball spell is a bit violent, far beyond the small fireball spell that Wang Yuanheng learned before. In order to master it quickly, Wang Yuanheng used the spell slot to learn it directly.
(Everyone should have noticed that the protagonist’s spell system is mainly from the DND series. Therefore, the fireball spell is a spell with high damage, which is probably equal to the power of a mortar. So, don’t understand it as, you see it in online games.
The kind of biubiubiu that cannot be knocked off even a hair.)
Of course Wang Yuanheng didn't want to use the Fire Release and Fireball technique here. He just remembered that he was at LV7 and had a new spell slot.
He immediately chose an excellent level spell, [Invisibility].
When studying the information given by Yasileduo before, there was already invisibility in it, but Wang Yuanheng was obsessed with higher-level spells and couldn't help himself, so he chose excellent-level spells to study and learn.
Unexpectedly, now I have to use spell slots for emergencies.
Wang Yuanheng didn't care about the heartache and waste, and quickly put on the invisibility spell. He stood in the corner, and at the same time relied on his talent to control the shadow energy to cover up.
No problem now.
The door opened.
A fat white man walked in first and walked towards the desk.
Behind them were two tall and burly men, one black and one white, who looked like black and white, but they didn't seem to be bodyguards.
The black man was on guard outside the door, and the white man immediately followed the fat man in. He glanced at the entire room and said casually after feeling nothing unusual.
"Karl, hurry up and give us your things. We'll leave right away. After we leave, you'd better leave as soon as possible. It says something has gone wrong these two days."
"I know, you should also be careful." The fat man named Carl responded casually.
At this time, Wang Yuanheng was quietly walking out. Because of [Lightness], as long as he was careful, there would be no sound of footsteps.
When passing by a tall white man, Wang Yuanheng even gave him a middle finger.
Then he turned around and found that the tall black man was looking at him.
Wang Yuanheng's first reaction was that I should still be invisible.
So, I checked and found that it was indeed still in the invisible state.
What are you looking at?
What are you looking at?
MMP, he can really see me. (Protagonist’s fucking face)
What's going on with this guy? (Black man with question mark face)
Then the surveillance outside the corridor recorded this scene.
A strong, tall and burly black man, like a helpless girl, was suddenly pulled into an office after another man covered his mouth, and then there was a violent shaking sound in the office.
Wang Yuanheng immediately realized that the other party must have some kind of pupil skill like himself.
The tall black man was just stunned for a moment. When he opened his mouth to shout, he immediately drew his gun.
Wang Yuanheng's five fingers formed into claws, and he pressed the opponent's mouth and nose. The opponent couldn't bear the pain, so he could only be pulled in by Wang Yuanheng, and then bumped into the tall white man.
Because of the attack, others can also see him.
"Who are you?" Fatty Carl shouted loudly, hiding behind the office chair.
"Shh~" Wang Yuanheng tried his best to smile kindly and kindly.
"How about you just pretend you didn't see me?"
The tall black man rolled on the spot and drew his gun again.
"You are forcing me."
I stole this Papa Smurf and continued to gank online. You guys continued to farm in the jungle and just pretended that you didn't see it. We all live in peace and develop peacefully.
Wang Yuanheng was helpless, and everyone happily pretended not to see it. It was such a love for life.
Wang Yuanheng stepped forward and kicked the gun out of the white man's hand, which fell to the ground. As for the broken wrist, I can only say I'm sorry.
The flying pistol hit the black man directly in the nose, and he couldn't help but cry.
Now this matter is no longer good.
Wang Yuanheng took out his mobile phone with his right hand and started making calls.
If you ask why you are calling, of course you are calling the police.
He didn't even see it clearly, and he threw something with his left hand and hit Fat Karl on the head.
By the way, Wang Yuanheng now has the [Throwing Mastery] specialty. If he hits an ordinary person, he is really accurate.
If I say I'll hit you on the head, the most I'll hit you is ***.
Anyway, they all have critical effects, so they should all be the same.
What's more, it was thrown with the left hand, emmm.
As for how to hit the vital point through a chair, this is a metaphysical question.
Anyway, Carl fell down.
"Hey, Mr. Clay Tomis, something happened here at 39 Wall Street, which is next to the Manhattan Trust Bank, on the 16th floor. You know it."
"Is the situation serious?" Wang Yuanheng glanced at the tall white man at his feet and stepped down hard again.
There was a bang, and everyone on the other end of the phone heard it.
"It's quite serious, and I'm going to die."
The tall white man was vomiting blood. Although he was already a LV2 [Gunner], there was not much difference between Wang Yuanheng and ordinary people in front of him.