Facing this magical prop that might have been made from part of the demi-god-level demonized tree spirit back then, Lawrence's only choice was to summon the phantom of his own mirror. Fortunately, as he expected, as the power of Jianmu
The embodied mirror was obviously superior to this magical item in terms of extraordinary level, so there were no accidents during the entire summoning process.
The shadow of the mirror slowly formed in front of him, and then a golden light enveloped the wooden stick floating in the air. However, unlike the previous times, there was no white mist coming out of the Rod of Prosperity and Decay.
"Huh?" After Lawrence realized something was wrong, before he could do anything, he felt as if all his strength was being sucked away by the phantom on the mirror on his chest.
After Lawrence's physical strength was drained, the golden light on the mirror suddenly lit up like a fire with gasoline poured into it. Under the enhanced version of the golden light, the expanding purple-black patches on the Staff of Prosperity and Decay were suddenly suppressed.
After a while, it even began to regain its original wooden appearance little by little.
"Persevere, persist." Lawrence silently encouraged himself. Fortunately, the actions of High Priest Arthur and the others also weakened the power of the Rod of Prosperity and Decay and bore the consequences of the Rod of Prosperity and Decay head-on.
The main pressure allowed Lawrence to maintain the golden light on the mirror with the strength of an ordinary person.
Finally, when Lawrence felt that his physical strength was about to be exhausted, the black and purple patches of the Rod of Prosperity and Decay slowly disappeared under the golden light. One after another, white mist came from the Rod of Prosperity and Decay that had completely restored its original shape.
The water gushed out from the staff, and then followed the golden light into the mirror.
Different from the wisps of white mist that emerged from those things in the previous two times, this time the white mist is as thick as milk. Under the influence of golden light, the mist is like a white rope connecting the Rod of Prosperity and Decay and the Mirror.
In the middle of the shadow.
As the white mist rising from the stick was constantly captured by the golden light in the mirror, Lawrence could clearly see traces of decay beginning to appear on the wooden surface of the Rod of Prosperity and Decay, and at the same time, the three golden hoops inlaid on the stick
There are also dots of gray marks.
Although there is more white mist than ever before, it is not endless. As time goes by, the decayed area on the stick becomes larger and larger, while the white mist emerging from the top becomes less and less.
Finally, five or six minutes after Lawrence summoned the mirror shadow, the last wisp of white mist from the Rod of Prosperity and Decay disappeared into the mirror together with the mirror surface and the golden light.
"Ka, ka -" Just when the shadow in the mirror disappeared, a strange sound came from the Rod of Prosperity and Decay. Lawrence, whose whole body was sore as if he had run a marathon, raised his head when he heard the sound.
At this time, the Staff of Prosperity and Withering has completely lost the sense of power it had just now. It now looks like the common tree branches that have fallen on the ground in the forest. Cracks have appeared on the body of the staff, making the entire Staff of Prosperity and Withering
The surface looks like tempered glass after being hit by a heavy object.
Cracks soon spread throughout the entire staff body, and then the fragments peeled off the staff body bit by bit and fell to the ground. At the same time, the entire ground trembled, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
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"I hope my luck won't be too bad today." Lawrence leaned against a green crystal and muttered. Because the mirror had drained his physical energy, he now felt as weak as if he had just run a marathon. So he could only pray for the next step.
The changes that occur will not harm you.
What Lawrence didn't know was that at the moment when he used the mirror shadow to remove the last white mist from the Staff of Prosperity and Decay, the thick rock formation above his head suddenly filled the sky with few stars and moons.
dark clouds.
On the nearby sea, waterspouts rushed out of the sea and into the sky amidst the howling of the wind. They formed water columns in mid-air that reached into the sky and the earth.
"Boom -" On the low black and red clouds, there was a blood-red lightning roaring in the dark clouds. Then with a thunder, the rain mixed with the seawater just rolled up from the sea and fell back with the strong wind.
onto the earth.
The city was still sleeping. Only some doors and windows that were suddenly blown open by the wind could be heard shouting and cursing from people who had fallen asleep and were awakened by the strong wind, rain and thunder. However, these yelling and cursing sounds were soon drowned out by the thunder along with the sounds of the doors and windows.
On this small highland, the rain and lightning seemed to fall faster and more urgently than in the surrounding places. If a person with extraordinary power stood here, he would see patches of half-dry and half-prosperous land.
The leaves fly up from the ground and then scatter into particles of light all over the sky.
"Damn, something big happened." On the road leading from the city to this highland, the old man in a blue robe with silver trim sitting in a speeding carriage suddenly took a picture after seeing this.
Thigh, then pushed open the door and took off into the air. At the same time, several black voices flew away from the carriages following him, and then flew together towards the high ground where the ruins were located.
But all this has nothing to do with Lawrence. He is now staring at the sandy dry lake bottom under the high ground with some vigilance. Just a few seconds after the last white mist disappeared, the Rod of Prosperity and Decay finally reached a limit.
It turned into a pile of fragments and fell to the ground. When those fragments touched the ground, countless finger-sized springs suddenly appeared at the bottom of the lake.
At the same time, several pieces of black-red mist appeared in mid-air, and then part of a huge monster squeezed out of the largest piece of mist.
"What the hell! I'm not a magical girl, so why did I end up with a tentacle monster?" Lawrence's eyes widened as he looked at a large number of tentacles squeezed out of the mist that were as thick as a python, and then he struggled to lift his head slightly.
With trembling hands, he began to load bullets into the revolver beside him.
After the monster was completely squeezed out of the fog, Lawrence discovered that the monster was a purple-black tree man. It was five or six meters tall, with bare branches twisted like a giant python and covered with scales, and on the trunk
The face of the foreman just now, Bubu, was highlighted on it. It's no wonder that when his branch came out first just now, Lawrence thought it was a tentacle monster.
But now there are wounds all over the tree man's body. They were cut with sharp objects, flattened with blunt objects, and there were also traces of scorch and frost caused by magic. A large amount of purple-red viscous liquid flowed along these wounds.
When he got to the ground, he looked like he might die at any moment.
Unexpectedly, the tree man did not escape or heal himself after leaving the range of the mist. Instead, he turned directly to Lawrence, the only living person in the cave. Then he walked over step by step.
"Boom, boom, boom -" Seeing the purple-black tree man approaching step by step, Lawrence, who was half leaning against the crystal, raised his pistol and pulled the trigger.
He noticed that each bullet would bring down a palm-sized piece of debris after hitting the tree man. This also meant that the monster in front of him was indeed seriously injured and had no way to withstand these ordinary bullets.
But such an attack was meaningless. After all, the monster was as huge as a hill, and the wounds Lawrence caused on it were insignificant to it.
However, Lawrence still kept shooting, not so much to defeat this monster, but to maintain his dignity. But what made him feel most unconvinced was that he had obviously made a big fortune this time, but damn
The wooden construction space was actually at the same speed as the time flow outside, so that he had no time to reap the benefits of absorbing the Rod of Prosperity and Decay.
"Bang!" Lawrence fired the last bullet and threw the gun aside, and began to pray that the next time he could successfully cross over, the monster in front of him suddenly exploded from the inside, and then a man was covered in dirt.
A bloody figure walked out of the blood mist in the sky.
"Ha, you're still alive. It seems we arrived in time. This is great."
"High Priest Arthur——" Listening to this familiar voice, Lawrence gently twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a smile, and then his eyes darkened and he fainted.