MTL - Death Notice-v11 Chapter 29 Meteor falling

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There are two kinds of magic scrolls of the apostles, one is the world treasure obtained from the magical world, the other is the apostle's material synthesis through the Starry Magic Code, or directly from the starry sky list.

These two kinds of magic scrolls are different in nature. The former is made by the plot characters of the different time and space world. Usually, the magic scrolls are engraved with magical patterns, and the magic energy of the magic skills is sealed.

The latter is just a magical code of the stars, and does not directly seal magical energy. Through the purest laws of magic, it communicates the magical laws of the world of different time and space, ignites the corresponding magical energy of the mission world, and then inspires it.

Qin Lun's magic scrolls filled with sacrificial gloves are basically the former one. Although he has a variety of elements of affinity, but his own combat career is not a magician, can not manipulate the complex magic skills.

This magic scroll has a big flaw compared to the reel treasure produced in the world of the plot. Its power and precision are largely determined by the apostle itself.

The moment when Rand tears open the magic scroll, a circle of invisible laws fluctuates in all directions. At the same time, the magic scroll also turned into a little flash, disappearing into the hands of fireworks.

"Booming!" The dull sound of the thunder in the night sky, through the soft light emitted by the top of the Weinian staff, everyone observed the fire above the lake surface, like the fireflies in the wilderness of the night.

In the eyes of Rand, the flash of light flashed, seemingly struggling to raise his hands, and a little bit of fire quickly gathered together with his movements. In the process, most of the fire is extinguished silently, and the fireworks have not yet reached the high-level level. After all, it is not a big magician, and there are not many fire elements.

These fire-like fires eventually formed more than 20 table tennis-sized fireballs, suspended quietly in the night sky.

"The only way to do this?" Originally, with a look of expectation, everyone could not help but feel cold.

However, at this time only two creatures really felt the threat of ping-pong fireballs in the night sky. One was Rand himself. The hands of the fireworks could not help but tremble slightly. The waterfall-like sweat hangs down the cheeks, but he dare not reach out and wipe. Deeply afraid of one not paying attention, they lost control of these small fireballs.

Another creature is a ghost face on the water. Like a mountain, a marine behemoth looks up at the fireball in the night sky. In the two holes on the ghost face that represent the eye hole, two green lights glow like a wildfire. .

The ghost-like eyes stared nervously at the small fireballs. It couldn’t keep catching the crowd, and gathered all the tentacles waving above the head, as if resisting the danger.

"Fall!" Rand's mouth oozes a bloodshot, a word is found in the teeth, and the index finger of the right hand is slightly hooked. The small fireballs floating in the night sky seem to get some kind of instruction, one of which is slightly sinking. The lake suddenly shot down.

As it started, other fireballs followed, and all of them began to accelerate.

"呜~~" With the fall of these small fireballs, a kind of long sound like a train whistle, from far to near, from low to high, whistling into the ears of everyone.

The fireball quickly zoomed in in the night sky. Originally, there was only a table tennis-sized fireball. Unconsciously, it had expanded to the size of the washbasin, and a long flame tail was dragged behind it. When they actually reached the top of the lake, each fireball almost became a few meters in diameter in the eyes of everyone, like a windmill-sized comet.

At this time, the dark red lava texture on the surface of the fire comet is clearly identifiable. Everyone can even see the flaming magma flowing in the crack, and a hot warm wind rushes over, so that everyone can enjoy the summer beside the swamp lake. The illusion of the sun.

The nine-order fire magic - the meteor falls!

At this moment, everyone, including Qin Lun and Hill, felt that the shock of their hearts was born. This is the so-called curse. Every curse is comparable to the natural disasters of nature, and non-human can compete.

Under this magical power, any non-natural creature will instinctively feel its own insignificance. Fortunately, Rand can't fully display this meteor crash reel, otherwise such a close distance, even if they kill the ghost face, they may have to be buried together.

"Hey!" The ghost face screamed in the sky, and more than a dozen huge tentacles slammed on the lake, igniting water waves of up to tens of meters, and facing the fireballs falling overhead.

"Hey!" The first falling fire meteor slammed into the water and evaporated a lot of water vapor. However, this does not stop the attack of the fire meteor. In addition to the high-temperature magma, these comets also carry a huge amount of kinetic energy falling from the night sky.

"Boom!" The first fire meteor shot like a cannonball through a wave of water, slamming into a tentacle that was drawn from the front.

"Hey!" Ghost-faced tentacles smuggled the fireball like a baseball glove, instantly bending into a C-shape, and the air filled with a rich fleshy fragrance. The fireball that has been detached from the kinetic energy bounces back into the water, again igniting a large group of water mist.

"Go!" Qin Lun has set up the whole body of the soft Rand, whispering to remind the companions who are still in the same place, in order to meet the meteor pendant, the ghost face has removed many of the tentacles behind them, this time do not slip and wait for anything time.

Everyone looked like a dream, and once again looked back behind him. At this time, the ghost face has been completely submerged by many fire meteors, and the huge body like a mountain is looming in the mist.

"Can such a high-level fire magic not kill it?" The thief Lago couldn't help but ask.

"This magic is incomplete. Rand can't control too many meteors. Ghost face may hurt, but it shouldn't die." Hill responded softly, but his expression was a little pity.

Legendary creatures, if you can kill it, it is estimated to be a bumper harvest!

"Boom!" Just after the people withdrew from the tens of meters, a behemoth was squatting in front of them.

After seeing this thing, everyone could not jump from the eyelids. Although the thing in front of the skin is smashed, it is broken, and even the middle section has broken more than half of it. At the same time, it also exudes seductive meat, but it can still recognize that it is one of the tentacles of the ghost face.

When the marine behemoth was against the meteor, it was still distracted to keep an eye on the movements of everyone!

"Lago, Winnie!" Rick screamed, dragging the door-like Hummer-knife, striding toward the ghost-stricken tentacles.

The Cavaliers seem to have liberated the anti-mass enchantment attached to the top, and the heavy footsteps leave a deep footprint on the dirt road every time. At the same time, a layer of purple-red temperament filled the whole body and looked like a giant of fire.

"It's our turn to work!" The thieves turned back and smiled at the crowd, and the figure disappeared instantly in the same place. When it appeared again, it had already reached the top of Rick's head.

"Light body, brute force!" Vini's face is solemn, raising his hand is a few gain magic. Oddly enough, her gain magic did not fall on Rick, and the faint magic light covered Lago.

The thieves in the air immediately felt the changes in their bodies. The usual hippie smiles disappeared, and there was a glimmer of light in their eyes. One foot was on Rick’s shoulder, and two figures were separated in an instant.

A figure glides like a Dapeng over the palm of your hand, and the other glides through the bottom of the tentacle, and then re-converges with the figure above.

His two figures, no daggers in his hands, holding the odd orchid fingers in his hands and fingers. As you pass the touch of your hand, your fingers change a number of dazzling gestures, bringing a smeared afterimage.

"Well?" Qin Lun flashed a silvery glow in his right eye. Among them, only he relied on the time and space of the clock to stop the effect, and saw the things in the hands of the thief. It was a silky silk thread of two silks, which was wrapped around the tentacles and tied tightly.

"Hey!" The thief who passed the tentacles suddenly made a force, and his face was instantly filled with red and purple, and the blue-like tendons burst out on his forehead. The tentacles of the ghost face and the thick column are actually thin and thieves, and they are stretched straight, just like the spring stretched to the limit.

"Assault!" Rick in the running light, the body's vindictiveness boiled again, and his body shape turned into a purple streamer in the night, hitting the ghost face and tentacles.

"Hey!" A dull voice followed, and the Cavaliers' charge was gone. With the knives flashing ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Ghost-faced tentacles were split into two, the front tentacles of about 20 meters long. I flew in the air.

In addition, a part of the tentacles that had been blown up by the fireball star had been broken by the knight. The tentacles of the ghost face were completely abolished.

"呜~~" There was an angry roar in the dense fog behind the crowd. The rest of the broken tentacles finally retracted into the water, and its length was not enough to intercept these prey.

"Good job!" Marstad was so excited that she waved her hand and rushed forward with everyone.

Qin Lun ran Rand at the end of the team. When passing by the ghosts, the tentacles of the tentacles, suddenly his eyes flashed. He noticed that this section was not the part of Rick's break, but another small piece of broken limb, about one meter long.

"St. thorns!" Qin Lun vacated a hand, and suddenly there were countless slender vitexs in the palm of his hand. These wattles are twisted together and flexibly wound around the stump, which drags up the meat limbs that are as thick as oil drums.

After waiting to be in front of Qin Lun, he took a shot with his palm, and the residual limb of this ghost face and tentacles appeared in the storage space.