Chapter 231 Stupid and more thoughtful, not as good as a dog (3K)
At this moment, the top of the mountain is extremely quiet.
Apart from the sound of rolling magma, there was only the sound of helicopter propellers flapping.
At this moment, the white archmage, who was brought up by helicopter and was fighting on the volcanic rock wall, looked in a daze. It took him a long time to squeeze out an unsightly but kind smile: "Sir, time is tight.
I won't talk nonsense. I know this request may be a bit awkward, but if you still have some energy left, please go down the mountain. There are still problems in Tokyo that have not been solved! If you are interested, this helicopter can fly in the shortest time.
Time will send you there."
"Of course, there is no need to worry about Mount Fuji. The main problem has been solved by you. If you trust us, you can leave the rest to us!"
"Wasn't Bo Gang configuring the magic spell before?"
Although his heart was full of doubts, he knew in his heart that now was not the time to talk about this. He lay on the ground again and lingered for a few seconds. Feeling that his body had lost a lot of fatigue, Chen Long staggered up and said, "Of course, but,
My mobile phone was destroyed before, can you provide me with another one?"
"No problem, this is just a small request, use mine!" Before the Archmage could say anything, the soldiers in full armor and responsible for guarding these "vulnerable" mages came up and handed over their mobile phones with a smile.
Nodding to the soldier,
Chenlong boarded the plane and waited for his phone to turn on.
The next moment, with the rapid roar of the propeller, the helicopter hovering on the top of the mountain quickly turned around and flew Chenlong towards the ruined Tokyo.
And in the same place,
The remaining mages looked at each other in confusion.
Finally, a female mage with blond hair and blue eyes wearing an emerald green mage robe stepped forward and said: "Teacher, your identity is that person just now. Even if he solves the trouble of Mount Fuji, you don't need to be so humble, right? Moreover, the situation of Mount Fuji
We haven't asked him clearly yet. Just let him leave."
The archmage glanced at the female mage who spoke, and then turned his gaze around the others, taking in their expressions. There was a hint of disappointment in his heart, and he quickly said: "I know what you are thinking, give it to me.
Keep all your little thoughts away from me. If you are incompetent, don’t be jealous of the excellence of others. Regardless of status or bloodline, it’s all bullshit. No matter how noble you are, can you compare to the devil or the gods?"
"At the beginning, the ancestors who founded your family didn't have these bad habits, but you are the ones who learned everything and set your sights higher than the top? Humph, you have to have the qualifications, but without talent, you just rely on time and resources.
You mediocre people don’t have any vision or ambition, but I think highly of you!"
""
Speechless!
silence!
Quiet!
Most of the mages present are his students, and the rest also know something about this stern and poisonous character. Besides, those who are pure will themselves be cleansed. It is obvious that they are training students, so don't go to anyone who has nothing to do with him.
Got hit.
"Also, although the identity of the young man just now is not known, the suit of armor he is wearing is at least the legacy of a certain archmage or even a saint in ancient times!"
It's possible that there is no god's armor, but this idea only appeared in his mind for a short moment and then disappeared. As early as more than 1,300 years ago, after the gods defeated evil for the last time, they suddenly disappeared.
It is not that the later generations have not found traces of them, but for more than a thousand years, these great beings seemed to have left the world as a whole. Apart from the records in books and some ancient stories, there was actually no trace of them.
No physical objects related to them were found.
No matter how stupid the lawyers are, they can't even find a spoon to eat with, right?
How can something that has disappeared for more than a thousand years appear as soon as it appears?
The Archmage said with some emotion: "That kid is really talented, but there is a high probability that he has nothing to do with me!"
"It's best for everyone to be more conservative about what happened today. I know some of you can't help but spread the word, but I hope you don't get involved in the whirlpool. Otherwise, even I won't be able to save you when the time comes.
I can’t help you!”
After listening to these words, some people were silent. Some people were frightened, and some people quietly put away the little thoughts that had just popped up in their hearts.
Although they were judged by the Archmage to have little talent, since they were able to get the qualification to come to Neon with the group, it was enough to prove that none of them were pure fools, otherwise they would not be able to get through to their own country.
The underlying meaning of this sentence is very clear, don't cause trouble, you have a backing, and you will start as a great mage. If you provoke me, I will help you wipe your ass.
Archmage!
Three simple words, but they represent the extreme that human beings can go on the road of magic. Of course, there are not no subsequent roads, but that is not a point that ordinary people can reach. After all, the Archmage alone is thousands of miles away.
To pick one, if mages are not counted as ordinary people, there may be one great mage among ten thousand mages. Of course, it is also possible that everyone is stupid and will never reach it until death.
What's more, with normal promotion, as long as the archmage is not too old, he can have the power to wipe out a city in a short time.
This goes one step further and is the realm of God!
Let’s not consider Saint Seiya for now.
That is the choice of heaven and earth, the most beloved son of destiny. According to ancient book records, there is a powerful existence of a demon that can harden steel! Even from modern times upwards, the older the saints are, the more terrifying their power is. Thousands of years ago
That one, a Saint from the Lin Dynasty, even possesses almost divine power.
"Archmage?"
Someone asked, but the Archmage didn't answer. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the gradually cooling magma on the surface under his feet: "Stop talking nonsense, finish things here early, so that you can go back to help. Windsor, Mu Osel, distribute materials
, follow the magic spell I taught you before, cool the magma and dispel the poisonous gas!"
""
Under the guidance of the Archmage, the topic was suspended. Dozens of mages present took out magic materials from their pockets, chanted the spells, and streaks of blue light fell on the magma below.
Extreme cold and extreme heat alternated, and crisp sounds, like glass breaking, kept ringing.
The fiery red Mount Fuji looks like steel leaving the forge.
From a distance, you can see that the red color on the surface is rapidly decreasing, and the toxic smoke that is constantly growing and spreading upward from the cracks in the mountain is gradually decreasing.
Among the series of disasters, the most terrifying one,
Now it seems that it is under control?
Chenlong didn't know much about this scene that happened on Mount Fuji.
However, he did know that he was just a foreign gunman. The armor was not of any use, and even this thing was the culprit that caused his current pale complexion, blue lips, year-round handicrafts, and huge internal depletion.
He didn't regret it. After all, the disaster that was enough to destroy the entire Neon and even bring huge harm to human civilization was weakened and even completely dealt with. As for the "Chen Long" fully activated armor, the excessive use of divine power for a long time
Things like squeezing things out yourself are really insignificant compared to the former.
But similarly, there was nothing he could do about what happened in Tokyo.
Whether it's Bo Gang or the monster summoned by the Holy Lord!
Chenlong can only place his hope in his father.
But after two consecutive phone calls, both Xiaoyu and Toru were turned off.
Completely beyond his expectation,
He had no choice but to call the 13th District, hoping that the new police chief would have some information, or call his new friend to inquire? Of course, he knew that getting his
The possibility of getting news was very slim. But who would have thought that he would be distracted, so he subconsciously dialed the phone number of an antique store and dialed out.
"Beep, beep, beep" ???
If I remember correctly, before they left, the phone lines of the antique store, including all the power switches in the store, were unplugged, but what if the phone could be connected? With some doubts and confusion, Chenlong
I continued to wait.
A moment later:
"Hello? Dad's Antique Shop, please leave a message if you have anything to do. An appointment is required."
"True?"
"Chenlong?"
"I'm a little confused. How did you get back?"
Listening to the familiar voice on the other side, Chen Long had a question mark on his face. No, he obviously felt that not long had passed, and the position of the magma against the wall was not "much" different from before he left, at least not enough.
Overflow.
But, what on earth is going on? If there was no problem with his own time, how did Toru and the others get back to the antique shop? Fighters are not that fast!
"Oh, here's the thing"
bala bala,
After spending a few minutes, Tohru recounted how the three of them met the Holy Lord after Chen Long left, were threatened, and were brought back to the antique shop.
The process sounds simple, but Chenlong is very aware of the dangers involved. Is the Mount Fuji that just erupted considered dangerous? But the Holy Lord is more than ten times more dangerous than the volcano. He would rather dig tunnels and fill holes under the volcano every day than
I am willing to go to the Holy Lord and face this devil face to face.
Soon, the conversation between the two was interrupted by the father.
It wasn't that Tohru's voice was too loud and disturbed his father's work, but that out of the corner of his eye, his father saw Tohru put down the book in his hand and turned around not knowing what he was doing. Thinking that his stupid apprentice was slacking off, he quietly
Walking over, I was about to send a message when I heard Chen Long's voice on the other side of the phone.
Then, a big man who had to turn sideways and lower his head when entering and exiting the door was squeezed into the corner of the wall by the thin old man. He looked at his father with pitiful eyes.
In front of the counter of the antique shop, holding the phone, my father shouted loudly: "Chenlong, has Bo Gang been sealed?"