The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 140: The Circle of Fighting (Part 2)

The four warriors sent by Prince Harry Maya formed a loose circle around Jona, watching the chaotic fighting arena vigilantly, "What is the tactic." The third-level astrologer couldn't help asking, and was consumed in the morning battle. The exhausted mental power has recovered about half at this moment. It should be possible to release the "Mushroom Farm Trident" several times, and even barely use the imperfect "Light of Judgment",

"Please do your best to make the strongest attack and leave the rest to us." The man in the cyan short robe drew out a four-bladed boomerang, and the soldiers next to him were holding inflatable pumps, blow arrows, and steam puppets. Firearms, it looks like it should be a long-range combat team,

"The strongest... attack..." Jonah thought, what his strongest attack is, the searing rays and tridents of line killing, or the light of judgment for a single attack, a powerful star formation Not necessarily causing the greatest damage in the chaotic battle. He suddenly remembered the fierce fight on the miracle grassland. At that time, he was sitting behind Elliott and threw out the "failed streamer" of the energy storage star array again and again. Zavi’s dragoons caused considerable casualties. At this time, an extremely pure diamond at the top of Syrah was engraved with a complete intermediate attack star array "streamer". It seemed that it was time to try.

The Oriental thoughtfully asked: "Is my strongest attack right now? It should be to throw the gluttonous food into the crowd and let the fierce beast **** blood by itself..."

The astrologer raised his staff, "You stay behind me, I am about to attack." The orange-red line from the distant starry sky was gently moved, and the engraving of the gods helped him see the scattered energy fragments. To be more clear, the mysterious lines in the diamond began to light up one by one, and the power of the stars flowed through many complex graphics, and became more condensed and pure after each cycle.

"Streamer" is a compulsory star array for five-level astrologers in astrology books. Its structure is very complicated and drawing is extremely difficult, but the actual manipulation is surprisingly simple. Therefore, it is often used as a test question for astrologers' geometric drawing level. It is unique in that it is not picky about the nature of the input energy. It is one of the few universal star arrays that can be driven by any interstellar line energy. In the world of astrology, although there are no magicians, there are hundreds of splendours. There are many magical elements, but there are dozens of interstellar lines that are mastered in the endless starry sky, and more stars of different natures are waiting to be discovered by latecomers. Among the vast array of stars, "streaming" is like this. Can be said to be a gift from the starry sky to believers, right?

The energy in the diamond keeps gathering, emitting amazing light and heat. Asai glanced at Jona in a little surprise, "This is great, beware that you can't control it."

The astrologer has no time for him to take care of him, so he poured all his mind into the star array. "Streamer" is an energy-storing star array. As long as it is full of emission energy during the cycle, it will not absorb the user like the light of judgment. In Jona’s inner vision, the liquid level of the spiritual pool was slowly falling, changing into star energy to continuously flow into the top of the staff. One minute later, his mental power was on the verge of exhaustion again, and the star formation was about Accumulated less than 200 degrees of energy, this is the limit he can do now,

"Be careful."

With a shout, Jonah launched an attack. The orange-red light from Sherafauna illuminated the arena. People raised their heads from the fight, half of their faces were the orange red of the stars and half of the thunder pillars. Faintly blue, three small light spots float out of the star array, flying around like weightless, a perfectly released "streamer" should have eight such light spots, to be precise, What Jonah releases is "three-eighths of the streamer",

"What is this..."

A strong man knocked down his opponent with a punch, wiped a handful of blood on his face, and boldly reached out to grab the spot of light. His self-talk was only half of his words, a violent explosion. The palm of his hand happened and immediately destroyed his palm, forearm, forearm, shoulder, chest and face full of horror. In an instant, the flame ball threw up a rain of gravel and stumps of blood, and three small lights were spotted. For three apocalyptic explosions, there was no sound, only a silent shock wave swept across the arena, constantly bulging in a small space, and the thunder pillars that connected the sky and the earth were flickering and dimming, overwhelmed. There was a crackling sound, the boulders began to fall in pieces, splashes of blood splashed in the crowd, smoke and dust obscured the sight of the observer, and the center of the Hall of Valor turned into a chaotic Shura field.

Emperor Isaiba Ink stood up abruptly, the strong wind blew his scarlet cloak, the pupils of Emperor Tochara shrank into a slit, and he stared at the explosion with the eyes of cats looking for prey. In the center, Prince Harimayan staggered back two steps and was almost overthrown by the shock wave. "This is the astrologer I said, Your Majesty." He reported to the king in front of the throne at the right time.

The gravel crackled and hit his head. A few minutes later, Jonah dared to stand up, his ears were humming, like a band named "Noise" playing nasty music in his eardrums." Pooh, pooh." Asai spit out the dust in his mouth beside him, "If those thunder pillars were replaced by walls, we would have killed Brother Jonah by you. Fortunately, the gap between thunder pillars can allow shock waves to spread." Dongfang People looked at the astrologer with lingering fear, "You still can't control it. The explosion point shouldn't be chosen like this."

"What did you say." Jonah yelled at him when he saw his partner opening his mouth and not speaking.

"What." Asai patted his ears and yelled back,

At this time, the four fighters leaped swiftly from the ruined wall and disappeared behind the smoke and dust. Only then did Jonah realize what kind of disaster his attack had caused. A pillar was completely destroyed and collapsed. The rocks covered a small half of the arena. I don’t know how many candidates were buried under the huge boulders that fell from the sky. Three deep pits appeared on the ground. Blood painted the edges of the pits red like paint. I don’t know who they belonged to. His arms remained on the edge of the big pit, and the five fingers that squeezed into the ground showed the master’s last fight to escape. The astrologer scanned the dusty arena, and the corpses, remnants, broken swords, and rubble formed a cruel picture. , He had seen this scene in Miracle Grassland, but the difference is that today’s disaster was caused by him alone,

Jonah never thought that this picture would have such a big impact on him. The astrologer thought he could face survival and destruction, but now dozens of lives buried in his hands are tearing his soul in hell. With his legs weak, he almost sat down on the ground, and the oriental man beside him stretched out his hand to gently support his arm, "Relax, you are doing well, brother Jona, on the road of pursuing faith, this kind of picture will be Reappearing again and again, you have to learn to be more ruthless." Asai looked at the seventeen-year-old with kind eyes,

"...what did you say." Jonah turned his head and asked in confusion,

"What." Asai shouted back,

Jonah shook his head, straightened his chest, and gently shook off the support of the Oriental, trying to look at the scene of the disaster with emotionless eyes. It turned out to be a very difficult thing to become emotionless. When the Western Continent wandered through the war with the "Joint Amnesty Act" and watched the massacres coldly, he was an absolute bystander, but once involved in the troubled times and realized the preciousness of life, he would never find the ruthless, high-mindedness. With his arrogant eyes, he learned from Elliott the love between people, the noble emotions of loyalty, trust, and cherishment, but love alone cannot become powerful, and the Rose Knight has to raise his sword time and time again. He Shield, soaked the silver rose on the coat of arms with blood, Long Ji made him realize the power of hatred, hatred made her travel the world for a distant shadow, at all costs stained with blood, in the chaotic situation like The flowers in the rain are as precarious, but hate alone cannot become strong. She also needs the help of a loyal knight. With the power of a partner, she can walk through the **** mountains and wasteland.

So what is my belief? Why is it torn between death and destruction, leaving behind me a **** road composed of tombstones. At this moment, Jonah's belief is shaken and comes from reality. , The ancient prophecies and the triple pressure of the devil's descendants made him tired, almost unable to bear the weight of his body. The power of Sherafauna's mind, like the palm of a lover, soothed his soul gently, repairing the astrologer's heart a little bit. Crack, "pop." The Easterners took a more direct approach, slapped the back of Jonah's head, knocking the boy back from his sad thoughts to reality, "Don't be in a daze, there are many enemies, beware of you Ass."

"What did you say,...oh, I see." The pupils of the third-level astrologer became clear again, and several slowly approaching enemies made him forget the ancient philosophical propositions of survival and destruction, and began Use the remaining mental power to activate the "scorching rays",

The dust has settled, and the battle is not over. The rest of the field is the real elite. People's hateful eyes are on the blue-robed astrologer. If the eyes are warm, Jonah's clothes will now be on fire. It burned, and suddenly the wind howled, the sharp boomerang swept away an unbelievable head, and the miasma, poisonous needles and bullets began to harvest the lives of the remaining candidates, and the field fell into chaos again, "scorching rays." A bunch of fingers. The slender light hits the enemy on the opposite side, leaving only a red hole in the heavy armored swordsman. Jona’s all-out attack only aroused the enemy’s anger, "Dong dong dong …" sword The soldier raised his two-handed giant sword and rushed forward, and the gravel on the ground jumped up, showing the violent charge of this time.

"Qiang." The blood-red dagger wiped a spark on the swordsman's armor, and the oriental figure disappeared as soon as he appeared, leaving a mutter: "It's really difficult, old tortoise."

The mentally overdrawn Jona's consciousness gradually began to blur, but this time he forced himself not to faint, clenched his teeth, and opened his eyelids like lead as much as possible. The things in front of him became clear, and a voice in his ear urged. : "What are you doing, hurry down on your knees."

The astrologer looked around in confusion and found that he was standing under the steps of the throne. In front of him was a tall figure wearing a golden armor. It was Emperor Isaiba Ink. At this moment, Emperor Tochar was holding a gold bar. Ribbon, smiling at the confused boy,