Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 203: Show your true face, it turns out to be you
Chapter 310 reveals the true face, it turns out to be you
De La Cruz tilted his head slightly, motioning for Frando to say something about William.
Fran just shook his head: "There's no need to say more. It's useless for me to say this kind of thing, you'd better observe it yourself!"
William's style is actually very hard.
is just hidden behind a hippie smile.
Fran and he are not enemies, and rarely see William's terrible side, but when he is on the sidelines, he feels a little.
The relationship between the gods is actually more naked.
is so powerful that even if it is something like the elf **** king, these gods can only endure it.
is not strong enough, just like the dwarf **** of casting, even the mortal subordinates of the dwarf king dare to shout and scold him.
William, who is still on the ground, is absolutely impossible to be stronger than the **** of nobles.
But the gods who appeared were polite to him.
This is definitely not just because of the one squatting in the long river of time and space.
There are people who rely on them, but they will not be bullied and respected.
Hill turned his head quietly and raised his hand quietly.
The defensive circle closed and opened instantly.
Then he said to the **** outside: "Grandfather, the fluctuation of the space is a little big, you should pay more attention."
Flange stood up and watched the changes in the demi-plane.
The original connection point has already shattered Delacroix, and they are now smashing hard.
The exit was smashed out, and the demi-plane was directly destroyed.
, of course, was a terrible thing for the original owner.
But that's a good thing for Flange, who hasn't found his own demiplane yet.
The destruction of a demiplane is harder to observe than the formation of a demiplane.
can find many patterns.
Except for Delacroix, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, most of the law legends do not have their own demi-planes.
So now, they are all watching intently.
Just when everyone's spirits were partially dispersed, a huge hammer suddenly appeared from the air and smashed into a legendary mage in gray robes standing on the pit.
was blocked by an understatement.
"Tsk." Delacroix retracted his raised left hand and threw a small box to Fran, "I'm really bullying the soft and afraid of the hard! I lost."
Hill glanced curiously, when did they make a bet.
Delacroix jumped out of the cloud ship, and one person blocked the two dwarf Fallen Angels.
He unceremoniously used Hill's ice tornado, and the endless lightning bombarded, forcing the two dwarves to the side of the large circle formed by the tornado.
Hill knows that although this person uses the law of the thunder system well, in fact the strongest powers are the fire and water systems.
However, compared to those two types, Leiguang's exorcism power is stronger.
Of course, compared to Hill's sun power, the damage to the evil camp is still much worse.
So although the God of Foundry uses an artifact shield, he will still snort when he is hit by a tornado.
The power of the sun, it hurts his evil soul. Except for the magic shield that protects the spirit, the shield of physical defense is completely useless.
The God of Foundry looked at the sky, opened his hands, summoned Delacroix of Thunder, and sneered.
abruptly enlarged the shield of the artifact, and rushed out of the thunder with his valet on top of his head.
They rushed so fiercely that they reached a kilometer away almost instantly.
Delacroix's thunder net stopped for a while, turned around, and continued to charge towards the God of Foundry.
The goal of the Foundry God seems to be to hold Delacroix, so he has no desperate plan and has been defending and evading.
Dela Cruz, probably one of the reasons that inspired these legends is the observation of this half-plane.
He didn't exert much effort, just pressed the two shorties to run around in a circle.
Hill took two glances before turning his attention to the demi-plane.
This huge portable space is what he wants too.
About half an hour later, amid the loud noise from the three people who were playing in a friendly match, a sharp sound exploded from the entrance of the demi-plane, and dozens of figures rushed out directly, heading towards all directions. run away.
"Don't go down! That's not what I said! Don't go down!" Although a hoarse and unpleasant voice shouted loudly, there was still a demon who burrowed down without turning his head.
They don't listen to anyone.
Only the dark underground can give them a sense of security.
found that some people who couldn't recall these guys quickly changed direction and rushed straight up.
Sure enough, not long after the few demons entered the ground, there was another violent explosion.
Hill activated the soundproof circle when the group of guys rushed down.
The cloud ship shook violently for a few times, and then continued to remain calm.
He ignored the chores and just tried to keep an eye on the runaways.
Who is the commander of this group of demons?
The legend that just talked about is a traitor to the Mage Association, and Hill recognized it at a glance.
That's Delacroix's business, he just wants to find the demon.
The guy who thinks humans are two-legged sheep.
Hill's brain was spinning rapidly, and the figures of the demons who were running around were entered and analyzed one by one in the mental sea.
There are already demons foolishly charging straight into the tornado.
was instantly stunned by the exorcism of the evil, blown up by the tornado, and the tremendous pressure woke him up, and he was smashed by the ice and snow particles in the tornado and cried out.
looked at his accomplice, unable to even use the strength to struggle, and could only roll up and down in the tornado.
No demon wants to rush into this circle of storms with a powerful body.
Hill ignored the demons who wanted to rush upwards, and just stared at them carefully, those who were observing whether there could be a gap between the tornadoes.
The demons who can calculate these are either converted by the mage or the commander.
He mobilized his superficial understanding of demons and tried to identify them.
Ignore those peculiar half-human, half-demon, these half-abyss creatures, you can recognize them at a glance.
Hill stared at three Flos who looked similar and flew together.
They seem to be panicking, but in fact the one in the middle is well protected.
Although they also looked at the sky in a panic, they seemed to be rushing upwards.
But Hill could feel it, and they knew it was more unsafe up there.
Only the tornado here, the occasional gap, is where they escaped.
With so many tornadoes, there must be a releaser.
may not be the same one, so as long as these mages who are guarding outside are in chaos, they must have a chance to escape.
Changed Hill, and will also make this judgment.
And, his intuition, kept telling him, it was this guy!
Hill has always felt that if his judgment and intuitive warning are the same person or the same thing, then there is no need to hesitate.
His fingers swayed slightly, and the water mist slowly rose from the sky.
The water mist is affected by the outer tornado, forming a slowly rotating fog vortex.
The demons couldn't help but burn flames on the cloth on their bodies, and the water mist with the power of the sun made them uncomfortable.
Hill closed his eyes and waited quietly, knowing that he only had the power to strike.
He doesn't need to kill this demon directly, some are human, and he can make up for it later.
Hill just needs to be ruthless and let the demon get hit hard.
The power of the Law Legends is strong enough that no demons have broken through their encirclement, at least so far.
Those who really dared to work hard, also put their lives on the line.
But their main target is the warning guy.
Ferruccio Beatty, former vice president of the Society of Wizards.
A law legend.
Hill estimates that this is someone Delacroix never thought of.
He probably felt that even if a legend fell into the devil's trap, the impact would not be great.
That's why I dared to know that there are demons hooking up with people in the Mage Association, but they still don't care about things in the starry sky, and let them toss.
He knows that many mages are corrupt, after all, in a place full of his alchemy products, he cannot be deceived.
But this kind of pure neutrality is rarer than outright evil, they have little emotion, and they don't care that someone is doing evil under their noses.
As long as it doesn't affect the so-called overall situation in his heart.
Probably Delacroix always felt that everything was under his control, so he was so sure.
However, Ferruccio Beatty, the vice president he personally appointed back then, with a half plane that no one knew about, fell into the abyss camp as a legend of the law.
Hill could feel the uncontrollable anger of Delacroix over there after this Ferruccio Beatty came out.
Now it's not that he is looking for trouble with the God of Foundry, but the God of Foundry with a hammer and his followers to entangle him.
Fortunately, Hill has been replenishing the water mist, so that these demons must be distracted to maintain the flames on their bodies. Even in the face of dozens of big demons and Ferruccio Beatty, who has no human form, those law legends are still stable. More than enough.
Hill took out a tonic potion and drank it in one gulp.
Fran walked in and whispered: "I don't ask you which one, I'll defend. Just shout when you wait, and I'll try to follow you."
Hill nodded slightly.
They didn't wait long. After Ferruccio Beatty charged several times and was still blocked, he finally shouted: "Carula! It's time for you to shoot!"
"Useless man." A cold voice came.
A silver long sword stabbed directly at Hill's cloud ship.
Flange discreetly used his own crystal ball demi-artifact.
Before he didn't know what power this woman had, he felt that it was better to avoid direct contact as much as possible.
He was outside the cloud boat, and arranged the mirror reflection technique ~IndoMTL.com~ Karula's figure, and slowly emerged outside the cloud boat.
is like a cloud of air suddenly transformed into a person.
Hill remembered her taller than average body, and the fact that she did not use spells but attacked with rapiers, and she felt a little better.
"Pay attention to mental and poison defense." Hill ordered and ignored it.
"What a pity, I wanted to keep hiding it.
My lord must like it very much, this world with elves falling into the abyss.
Unfortunately, my lord agreed to the stupid dwarf. "
Karula sighed, her body gradually became illusory, and finally turned into an elf.
Hill heard an angry shout from the starry sky: "It's you!"
Rolling and selling cute, asking for tickets~~
Leave a tail for you to guess.
Hey~
(end of this chapter)