Chapter 879 Little Grete Still Hasn’t Seen the Ultimate Move! (Tino94.94 Million Reward Plus 4 Updates)
The fourth level spell, Pyroblast. Among the eight sects, the most lethal and destructive type of magic is the evocation system.
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Double bonus.
boom!
This group of blazing white flames, in terms of power, jumped directly to the upper level of fifth level magic.
"Well, not bad, not bad." Archmage Philbi concentrated on sensing the strength of the spell and nodded with great satisfaction:
"When you go out, you always have to have some tricks up your sleeve. How can someone under the Lord of Thunder not even have the ability to challenge a higher level..."
This big fireball's ability to attack head-on is already comparable to that of a level 10 or nearly 11 level mage. Next, it depends on your control ability, little Gretel~~~
The fireball escapes. Laser. It hit the magical array light thread and exploded with a bang——
"Ice wall!!!"
Gretel was so anxious that she didn't even have time to shout "Cerela", but just yelled the name of the spell. While roaring, he quickly wiped the space bag and took out another test tube:
"[Ice Wall]!"
Thick white frost mist spread in front of him. The frost mist flows, condenses, and turns into a solid wall. The fourth-level ice wall technique and the fourth-level fireball technique are both of the evocation system, and their strength is exactly the same as that of a spear and a shield.
As for the ice wall summoned by Gretel, is it specific in strength...
Archmage Philbi sensed the energy in front of her and narrowed her eyes slightly:
"This ice wall is a bit too strong... Even if the little silver dragon just breathed twice and used the ice elements in the breath to build the ice wall, it is still a bit too strong... Little Gretel, he used... "
His mental energy flickered slightly, and he almost laughed. This test tube is double-layered glass, evacuated on the inside, and wrapped with thick silk wool on the outside. It is exactly the kind often seen in Brother Baierbo's laboratory:
Liquid nitrogen tube.
The young mages in the low-temperature group often hold one in each hand and perform performances of pouring it into their hands. No frostbite, hey hey, no frostbite~~~
Do you dare to be a little creative? Archmage Philby secretly made up her mind to go back to her senior brother's laboratory for a walk. Anyone who has never thought of using liquid nitrogen to enhance ice spells should be hung up and beaten!
Looking more closely, the ice wall summoned by Gretel is not a common rectangle, nor is it a hemisphere that is turned upside down to cover himself or the enemy.
He summoned only one quarter of the hemisphere, blocking himself firmly behind. On the other side, Cerela blew out another breath of dragon breath, which began to solidify as it approached the ice wall. Stretching and changing build another quarter of the hemisphere.
It fits perfectly without any gaps.
Archmage Philby smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed. This shot was a beautiful one, the coordination was so exquisite, the two little guys had such a tacit understanding! Moreover, this hemispherical bag——
Didn't all the explosive power go towards the opposite side?
Opposite him, the bishop's face was indeed ashen. He even threw out the rosary beads at the bottom of the box, and then used the crown of thorns to overdraw himself and activate his strength. He already had no will to continue fighting:
Just give me a little while! Hold on, hold on, hold on for ten breaths, no, just five breaths!
Let me activate the teleportation magic and take myself back. If possible, take those two guys back!
Who knew that the opponent would hit the vital point directly! That vine was so cunning that it suddenly hurt so much that he couldn't concentrate at all!
With great difficulty, he panted and threw an instant magic spell to barely stop the pain. Just as his mind was gathered together, pure white fire surged towards his face, causing the divine magic array to collapse. Worse--
No more teleportation!
Teleportation, if you are afraid of dimensional anchors and start a battle with a high-level mage, the other party will throw seven or eight of them over without any explanation, and they will freeze an area and no one will be able to teleport casually;
The second is fear of elemental disorder. Powerful elemental spells burst out and can cause chaos all around. In this case, it is difficult to say whether the transmission can be transmitted to the depths of the seabed or to the magma...
Fight!
The Lord Bishop's pupils were filled with blood for a moment. He raised his hands and pressed the crown of thorns on his head hard, causing the thorns on the crown to penetrate deeply into his scalp, causing blood to flow from his face on the spot. Regardless of the pain, he knelt down on his knees, lowered his head and clasped his hands together:
“Great Lord of radiance… You are the Great, You are the Most High, You are the Holy, You are the Most Merciful… I fall at your feet and beg you to forgive my transgressions and consider my sins. Weak, forgive me for my shortcomings..."
Rich white light lit up from him. On the crown of thorns, the white flames beat and dance, burning higher and higher. The rosary beads suspended in mid-air seemed to be supported by white flames, and the light gradually became brighter.
In the middle of the magical formation, archer Lot gritted his teeth and drew his strong bow for the second time. On the magical array, the white light gathered, and a layer of flame condensed on the tip of his arrow, as fierce as burning.
On the mountain road in the distance, Archmage Philbi walked slowly and with a serious face, hiding his figure.
The ground beneath her feet was undulating like waves. She took a step at will and moved forward dozens of feet. After taking a few steps, she was already near the crowd and had a defensive spell in her hand:
"Little Grete, you have to be careful!"
"boom!"
A heavy sword was struck from mid-air. Wilson, the warrior who was vomiting blood after being hit by Cerela, rolled and crawled and finally escaped from the flames. He made a long circle, ran out of the ice wall, and rushed into the battlefield again——
That silver dragon can't be defeated, but everyone around him can kill one by one!
The evil wind blows in the face. Bernard was riding on Appa's back, his body covered with various buffs, defenses, and healing spells, and he held the bone rod in both hands. The Silver Moon Deer stepped forward with all four hooves and galloped at top speed. When it reached the top speed, the barbarian roared and hit it with all his strength——
For the glory of the Lord of Radiance!
For the boss!
"Roar!"
Above the head, a thrilling dragon roar sounded. Serira sprayed out another breath of dragon, and the seriously injured Glory Knight went limp.
The paralyzing dragon's breath, this time what comes is not the ice dragon's breath, but the paralyzing dragon's breath!
The glorious power surges in his blood. From wielding a wooden sword as a child, to training in a monastery as a teenager, to decades of long battles and training. Year after year, I finally became a twelfth-level high-level knight——
Even if he is seriously injured, even if he is paralyzed, it is not something that a mid-level knight can take lightly.
However, Bernard is already at level nine. A ninth-level barbarian can activate a rage and gain approximately tenth-level power;
There are dwarf elders who have gathered everyone's strength to create exquisitely crafted armor that can absorb a large part of the attacks and shocks;
The various buffing spells on his body enhanced his strength, agility, and endurance;
Riding an eighth-level monster, the huge Silver Moon Deer rushed towards me at full speed. Even with its inertia, it was already terrifying!
"Roar--"
At the tip of the bone stick, the phantom of the monster appeared again, roaring toward the sky. This time, the beast soul did not attack alone, but circulated and vibrated in the bone rod. Along with Bernard's whole body strength, it hit the falling heavy sword.
"boom!!!"
In an instant, the ground shook. Appa took a few steps back, his hooves dug deeply into the soil, and white light suddenly flashed on the antlers, caressing his whole body;
Bernard leaned back with his bone club, almost throwing off the deer's back;
The glorious knight named Wilson flew out directly and broke a big tree. Under the shock, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.
At this time, the long arrow burning with flames was already held at the tip of Cerela's claws. The silver dragon lowered his head slightly, and a series of attack spells fell like a waterfall, beating the archer so much that he could only take in air and no air was released.
The magical formation has shrunk to its limit, and it is close to the bishop, and can only hold the archer's head, shoulders and neck in the formation. The bishop still lowered his eyebrows and continued to pray:
"Please show your omnipotent authority, please show your power, may everyone hallow your name, may your kingdom come..."
He raised one hand upright in front of his chest, and reached down with the other hand to place it on the archer's head. Press the thumb between the eyebrows, and spread the other four fingers to cover the top of the skull.
As he prayed loudly, the flesh on the archer's body quickly shriveled up, and his cheeks became sunken like a skull. Soon, he opened his lips and exhaled softly, completely losing his breath.
Beside the bishop, Bai Yan seemed to be suddenly given a boost of oil, and instantly became like a substance. And on top of the white flame, a human figure gradually appeared, with wings on his back and an empty object in his hand. An astonishing momentum gradually rose.
Gretel: "... Pyroblast! Pyroblast! Pyroblast! Why the hell haven't you destroyed it yet - nature, mountains, surrounding trees, weeds, vines, tell me what's going on inside -"
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The ice wall had already evaporated under the continuous pyrotechnics and turned into a vast mist, blocking all sight.
The trees, weeds, and vines surrounding Blast Heart have also been destroyed by Pyroblast. However, the entire forest, the entire nature, was frantically calling the police, asking him to leave here quickly and not to stay——
"Cerella! Withdraw!"
Gretel shouted. There was a long roar in the sky, and the silver dragon tightened its wings and swooped down, grabbed his shoulders, turned around and flew away. Gretel was hanging there dangling, with his head lowered, and he quickly threw down auxiliary spells:
"Soothing spell! Mage armor! Cat's agility! Wind ring spell! Appa, Bernard, run quickly——"
Before he finished shouting, the figure on top of Baiyan had gradually condensed into substance from a turbulent virtual body. It, or he, floated high in the air, opened his eyes, and looked around. Then, he crossed his arms across his chest and pulled them apart:
A long arrow made of pure white flame appeared on the bowstring. Then, the entire human form collapsed instantly, and long arrows were injected into it. The arrow of light rose into the sky, cut through the thick fog, and shot straight into the sky.
Grete was horrified. Almost frantically, he threw out all the defensive spells he knew:
The ray is deflected!
Reverse the arrow!
High Mage Armor!
Ice wall!
Ice wall!
Ice wall...
"Cerella! Dodge! Dodge!"
he kept shouting. Serila crossed the top of the mountain, folded her wings, and rushed down. There was a loud noise, and the arrow of light shot into the hillside, directly shattering half of the rocks.
Among the broken trees and branches, the snow, mud, dust and mist, the shrunken light arrow shot out of the air and shot directly at Gretel!
The silver dragon folded its wings, covering Gretel inside. Gretel flipped his hands, superimposing defense. The arrows of light are getting closer and closer——
"well……"
A faint sigh sounded in the air. Then, a woman in a long skirt stepped out of the air, her hands wrapped with lightning, and she easily grasped the light arrow in her hand.
"Little Grete, you still haven't seen the ultimate move!"
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