"Hey hey hey, go on, keep hitting me, hurry up, hurry up, how come you are so haggling? Don't want to meet the greatest Zuo fan with such a simple little ball, What about the Morning Star spell you just used? Hurry up and continue to cheer, I can't wait."

Like violent storms and rain, the gray-black spheres that formed dense barrage raged on every inch of the battlefield, and the shock waves of the explosions would illuminate the night sky as if day, and every roaring mushroom cloud swiftly swirled. The law of the storm is enough to overwhelm a huge city, but at this moment, the density of such an earth-shattering explosion has even turned into a carpet and flattened a vast rock plain.

Of course, this piece of amazing morning star level law kills at this time almost no longer will continue to add scars to the humble little corner of the plane of Faerun, because there is no longer a battlefield in the entire wilderness. There is any excess matter and energy. The raging laws and tides can only rub on the indestructible icy rock formations to make continuous ear-piercing blasts, and in the blast of energy storms, there is only a touch of light blue. The phantom is constantly flickering and changing between every tiny foothold.

There is no doubt that the Morningstar Mage who is continuously pouring the "Orb of Destruction" and created this "carpet of destruction" is the "Whisper of Destruction" punk-saian who is constructing the spell model over and over again with a blank face, while in the raging explosions. Among the happily dancing enemies is the "dead writing lantern" Walkway-Zuo Fan who is still smiling.

In fact, more than three hours have passed since punk gave up the use of the morning star spell "Trace of Light" to kill enemies and changed to continuously tilt the morning star spell to attack. In such a long time, he only needs What he did was to see where Walkway appeared like a hamster and immediately threw a "ball of destruction", and then watched the extremely sensitive enemy easily dodge his attack and appear in other positions. Finally, repeat this process, repeat, repeat...

　　 This is definitely the most boring and boring battle that punk has ever experienced.

　　 But it doesn't matter if you think about it, because the Morning Star Mage always has a lot of patience to fight against any type of enemy.

　　 Anyway, if it simply releases the "ball of destruction", the most conventional means of killing, punk is absolutely confident to maintain the highest density of bombing indefinitely.

After all, he is a forty-fifth-level Morningstar Mage with an almost unbelievable super-fast mana recovery ability. In terms of attrition warfare, the forty-fourth-level "Dead Wind Lantern" can't beat the Morningstar Mage who is one level higher than his own... ...

　　Who said that the advantages and disadvantages of one or two small levels will not affect the balance of combat power too much? When you get into a state of attrition and snowball, some guys who don't have any cards and think they have the ability to leapfrog heads-up will know how desperate the most basic level gap can be.

For example, at this moment, with the passage of time bit by bit, the almost mechanized punk with bombing spells has already restored the inner peace and indifferent soul and the no wave of the soul. Taking advantage of this effort, he even began to try to make fireworks on the battlefield. "Dip with a little color to become a little more gorgeous.

　　 However, looking back at the self-righteous "dead writing lantern" from the beginning............

It must be admitted that although Walkway has a very crazy personality, he is by no means a fool without the ability to judge in combat. He can definitely understand that the enemy Morningstar Mage will not waste precious magic power in order to kill himself as soon as possible. He also absolutely understands Punk with a higher professional level is not a Dekley with a lower professional level. If you continue to consume like this, probably the unlucky person who will be consumed in this barren land after three or two months has passed. He himself.

　　 "Damn! What the **** are you doing? Are you just such a **** idiot spell? Are you a qualified wizard like this? Don't you want to defeat your enemies? Don't you want to win the battle"?

Distraught, his eyes turned around to observe the battlefield, and the red-robed mage who gritted his teeth and cursed at last seemed unable to continue disguising his freehand and relaxed mentality. Amid the continuous verbal abuse, his eyes slowly began to blur with the law in the air. The extinct brilliance became more and more terrifying.

　　 There are so many things that time can test, and there are always guys in the world who can't stand the test of time who can't help but vent their anger.

However, no matter what kind of anger and curse, the mood has not become irritable, but has become more and more calm. The "Destroy Whisper" is completely unmoved, even when I see Walkway has seriously put a storage on the index finger. The ring was solemn and straight, and the caster with slightly squinted pupils still just continued to stand quietly, pouring down the "ball of destruction" like a torrential rain.

The magnificent wind of energy blew the transparent magic shield on the caster, and the sun's rays finally fell on the distant horizon. The deafening blast had long become a new silence that filled the space, and as the caster became more and more comfortable With the ultra-high-speed movement of the robe mage, the afterimage that disappeared and reappeared finally seemed not so dazzling.

　　 "Do you have only such a patience, Mr. Walkway, "Teleportation" is simply a violent thing in your hands. Even with such a good morning star spell, the coward is still just a coward."

Tighten every nerve and pay attention to the enemy's location. Punk slowed down the bombing frequency a little while using light mental power fluctuations to mock the enemy's "do nothing" while secretly clenching the "pale scepter" in his hand~www .lightnovelpub.net~According to his analysis, the battle has reached such a stalemate stage. I am afraid that Walkway will finally have to take the initiative to attack. After all, it is impossible to continue to fight the "dead story".

　　 Then in that case............

　　 "Come on, Walkway, when will you continue to hide as a coward? Do you think you can hide in that spiritual paradox forever"?

　　 "Boom!"

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and the wielding staff pretending to speak confidently directed a whole new barrage to hit the empty and clean ground one after another, trying to chase the caster who was gradually approaching his own light and shadow with every shot. Because of the fading of magic power, after all, in front of him, Walkway, who is almost flashing like an electric spark in a dark cloud, has to use his pupils full of killing intent to alert the "ball of destruction" from all directions. , The "dead writing lantern" with most of his body and floral underwear is the guy who needs the most impatient!

Of course, even if the performance is negligent, the actual "Destroy Whisper" will never be taken lightly by the enemy's seemingly embarrassed dodge. After all, as his own reaction speed becomes more and more adaptable, punk has noticed Walker. Wei's weird face, which seems to be distorted by the killing intent and as if immersed in the smile, is slowly showing a strange excitement...............

　　

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