Zaixiang shānzaizhuzuò This spell was born out of the ancient magic "Killing like a scorpion yi" and derived magic "Killing like mowing grass" and "Killing like cutting wheat", which means that killing people is like cutting grass or wheat, which belongs to mass destruction Sexual spells, often used by wizards when fighting against enemies on the battlefield.

like now.

The huge figure hanging in mid-air uttered this spell in a hoarse and cold voice. The target included all the hunters of the school and the three-pronged sword. There are two parts, half day and half night, and those fierce murderous intentions are continuously gushing out from the night.

When the last syllable of the mantra falls.

Thin black lines floated out of the dense night, in a disorderly manner, like handfuls of weeds that were randomly thrown into the air, without any weight at all.

One of the thin lines seemed to fly in the wrong direction, drifting towards the pyramid building that had already landed, and then passed the spire without any hindrance.

Silk.

Accompanied by a soft and pleasant sound, the pyramid, which was unscathed under the mad attack of the wizards before, silently slipped from the top of the pyramid, the cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, and colorful magic nodes flashed on the edges, as if the magic power circulating in the tower hadn't responded yet Come on what happened.

puff.

A few golden rune bullets fired at the huge figure also passed over those black lines, making a soft sound like soap bubbles breaking. The golden bullet marks that were originally as thin as a hair were split into two thinner halves, like a withered flower. flowers, the petals hang down feebly in the night.

And the spells cast by wizards.

And the magic circle they set up on the battlefield.

The thin black thread is like a scalpel in the hands of a doctor, cutting everything in this small world precisely and meticulously. There is a beeping sound in the air, like strings breaking. All kinds of magic arrays set up on the battlefield, the sound of array disks and spells shattering.

Is this mowing?

Zheng Qing, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly had this idea in his mind. A few seconds ago, he tried to activate the talisman that Lao Yao rewarded, but because the magic backlash had not yet dissipated, he curled up in pain and couldn't even say a word. Can't come out, can only hold his head and hiss and breathe.

It was also because he was used to headaches since he was a child that he didn't pass out because of this recklessness.

Out of the corner of his eye, the assistant coaches of the Scarlet Hunting Team who were standing in front of the Excuse Hunting Team tried their best to smash out protective magic spells, but they couldn't stop those slender black lines from falling slowly. The chopped spells bloomed in mid-air with bright colors, and then gradually fell silent in the increasingly dark night.

The wizards scattered around the battlefield resisted desperately, resisted quietly, silently waiting for the powerful spell to come slowly, no one screamed, no one begged for mercy, and no last words.

As the sun sets, day fades into night.

Everything happened silently.

"do not give up!"

The captain of the Scarlet Training Team stood on the edge of the boundary between night and day, and a clear voice suddenly sounded on this battlefield: "Run if you can, and don't give up if you can't... This is the first university!"

boom! boom!

Every time she uttered a word, she pulled the trigger once, and the talismans that she treasured in her daily life seemed to be free of money, and she squandered them recklessly, with few results, but she did not show any sign of discouragement, like a swift antelope , stepping on small steps, jumping flexibly in a narrow range.

Although her effort could not stop the spell falling slowly above her head, it could deflect those thin black lines slightly. But also because of her struggle, more and more thin black lines gushed out from the night and floated towards her.

Holding the talisman gun in one hand and the talisman scroll in the other, Zheng Qing tried to sit up.

It will take another thirty seconds, at least thirty seconds, before he can mobilize a trace of magic power. With that magic power, he can recite the spell to release the green snake hidden in the ear hole; he can pull the trigger on the rune gun to empty the blood rune bullets in the magazine; The book of gestures, etc., no matter which one, at least it will not be like the current one.

And without that trace of magic power, he couldn't even crush the jade talisman that Su Shijun left for him.

For a moment, Zheng Qing regretted putting away the Haha beads and the double-headed Minotaur in advance.

In order to avoid damage to these treasures, and because they were less and less effective after Apologia launched the second-tier battle formation, Zheng Qing took them back. If those alchemy puppets and tauren were still present, at least they could drag everyone back to the edge of the battlefield.

thirty seconds.

It only takes thirty seconds!

The young public servant watched desperately and helplessly as several thin black lines criss-crossed, like spider webs, sliding towards the leader of the Scarlet Training Team standing in the front, watching the rune gun in the witch's hand being cut into pieces from the muzzle. Fragments, he let out a roar in his throat, closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to watch what happened next.

A pair of strong hands supported him from behind.

"Can you stand up?"

A familiar voice sounded in the ears of the young wizard: "Magic backlash? Well, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Wait, I seem to have a little water of La Plata..."

Zheng Qing turned his head hard, feeling as if his neck was about to be broken by himself. Then he saw a pair of green eyes, and a familiar face.

"Thomas!" The boy's voice was hoarse.

"Don't get excited, it's not good for smoothing the magic backlash." The guide who brought him into the school pressed his shoulder, took out a small bottle of clear liquid from his pocket, and motioned: "Drink it quickly... "

"you…"

"I said long ago that wherever this kid is, there will always be endless troubles to deal with!" Another familiar voice also came, and there was no lack of resentment in the voice: "Obviously it's already a holiday, and it doesn't stop!"

No need to look back, Zheng Qing had already imagined a foolish face with a nose ring and lip studs embedded in his mind. He turned his head the other way, as expected.

"I heard that you are catching crows?" Xu Shi noticed the gaze of the wizard, and Hilda's assistant teacher rolled her eyes and mocked: "Why didn't the three-pronged sword catch you? I think you are the biggest one in the school." A crow!"

"How do you..."

"Why are we here so soon?" Thomas seemed to guess the boy's confusion, smiled slightly, and looked up: "Thanks to old Whateley, his magic cut off the space anchor that locked the entire battlefield...provide us It is very convenient."

Zheng Qing followed the teaching assistant's line of sight and looked up.

Only then did they realize that a pale golden hill had floated above them at some point, turning into a huge phantom of the golden mountain, enveloping all the wizards, and thin black lines floating from the night landed on the phantom of the golden mountain Finally, it dissipated like light flocs without stirring up any waves.