Everyone is born different, and in the magical world, this sentence can be used to describe a person's talent.
Different attributes, different genres, different elemental affinities, and different understanding talents.
The man assigned as number two during the operation was a spellcaster with unique talents in space magic, especially in space fixation and connection.
His talent in this area is so unique that even his classmates and colleagues suggested that he develop in this direction. The space system is a popular field, and his talent in fixation and connection can directly lead to an iron rice bowl——
——The maintenance of several large teleportation arrays requires talents like him.
Such employment prospects are truly imaginative, even if he still retains the romance of being a traditional spellcaster who controls elements and constructs formations.
But his talent has already pointed him to the future: his test foundation in the element system and magic circle system is far weaker than the average, just like he has overdrawn other talents in the space system.
Just follow this path and give up those unrealistic fantasies.
Rather than spending time and energy piling up theories that you are not good at or understand at all, and just go straight to pondering the incredibly easy space system, wouldn't you be able to stand out quickly?
Small dreams can easily be run over by time and covered by other pursuits. Looking back, he has indeed become one of the maintenance specialists of a large teleportation circle, and even has time to think about specialized teleportation. Technique.
I have more funds to buy some 'toys' that bring back my childhood imagination.
——Magic staff.
To cross the threshold of general magic talent, you don’t need to draw magic circles with your own hands, or recite mantras, let alone the process of performing rituals. You don’t even need to care about your affinity to elements. There are enough built-in The functional magic wand can do everything for you.
Even if you are willing to continue to use the magic furnace core, you don't even need to provide magic power.
Just decide on the registered spell name, and the remaining staff will figure out a way.
In this way, you can realize your childhood dream and become a magician who can control earth, water, wind and fire to achieve miracles.
However, such simplified moves are somewhat lacking in realism.
Unlike most magic staff users, he basically lacks a lot, so he naturally uses the top-level self-discipline magic staff.
The independence is so high that there is not much experience of releasing magic, but the feeling of using a machine.
When the novelty wore off, what he felt was a deeper emptiness.
The expired dream turned into an ecstasy and bone-gnawing desire, like an 'itch' that spreads from the bones to the muscles and controls the nerves, and like the fire that sticks to the body and is difficult to extinguish.
When he came back to his senses, he had already joined an organization, working for the 'leader', and wielding thunder in his hands that was far more direct than ordinary spells.
Although they were only used for a short period of time and required constant replenishment of power, they did allow him to experience what true intimacy and true control were.
Its heart will also deviate from the instinct of the giant beast and deviate further and further from its original position.
"Instead of distinguishing between local and foreign, are we indistinguishable from darkness?"
When he heard this from the strange demon, he just felt ridiculous.
He sneered, sneering at the fact that his carefully researched teleportation was clearly aimed at the existence with the "deepest darkness in his heart", but it arrived at him.
This is enough to explain something.
Because beings like them who use monster cards always have to come into contact with monster instincts, their spirits can easily deteriorate, and the cards themselves can easily accumulate more darkness, so his teleportation improvement always goes smoothly and can accurately target other colleagues. .
Just today, something unexpected happened.
He sent himself in front of an inexplicable demon, which mocked him.
So he sarcastically said, although for a demon, his sarcasm probably didn't make much sense.
The way of thinking between alien races is different. If you say that his heart is dark enough, it may be regarded as a compliment.
But does that matter? that's not important.
Anyway, he came here just to destroy the exhibition, and the simplest and most direct way to destroy the exhibition is to kill!
The brilliant thunder light originating from the gravitational ray spread toward the demon like a spreading ivy.
That is the power of the king of alien monsters, and it may be difficult for monsters on earth to match it.jpg
It was also at this moment that the demon looking at the gravity ray seemed to suddenly become enlightened and whispered the name:
"Ghidora?"
Then his tone changed and he smiled excitedly:
"Bring it to you!"
It was the blood-colored magic circle that made Number Two's eyes widen, resisting the lightning.
He recognizes that magic circle!
But at this moment, under the dazzling golden thunder, it seemed that even the magic circle turned into gold. No, there was no doubt that it really turned into gold, and at the moment when the devil strode forward with his shield.
The dark golden light blade that burst out during the sudden sprint pierced through his robe and body.
It was a huge beam blade expansion called Galatron's Sword. The user didn't even know that this move had a record of killing a certain Ultraman.
"……It's you…?"
"Is it me? Who is it?"
Raising his hand to take off the card in his hand, the demon just asked in a low voice, watching him slowly bend and fall due to heavy blood loss, and then slowly bowed and bent his knees until he completely fell to the ground.
Only then did he give up his vigilance against him possibly using magic to escape.
Then took off his hood.
Omo looked at the pupils that were beginning to dilate, and raised his paws to reveal a bit of bright green light.
He doesn't know any powerful medical spells, but he only knows a few emergency healing spells.
The magic talent is mediocre and there is no outstanding one. It's embarrassing to have such a mixed bag of talents.
The risk of killing someone rashly is still very high before you are sure whether the other party is really guilty.
Whether it is moral hazard or legal risk.
Omo will naturally give him a message, but it's a matter of course - King Ghidorah card, confiscated!
cell phone? Confiscated!
robe? Confiscated!
Staff? Confiscated!
Well, other things are of no use... After briefly checking the staff system, the demon found that he could not unlock and use it but was not discouraged. He commanded the electronic vampire to break the identity lock on the phone.
To this day, Morrison still can't defeat the vampire beast, but at least he needs to master some hacking skills to be able to defeat some electronic ghosts.
After confirming the recent browsing history and opening the special call channels, the devil also walked towards the aisle where the fire protection system could not eliminate the fire.
The man was left to continue to fall in a pool of blood, and then ten seconds after Omo left, a man in black, composed of cyan light spots that appeared out of thin air, squatted down to check.
But after briefly confirming that his wounds were healed and that he was still breathing, the man had no intention of calling an ambulance. He just stood up and looked around again.
Looking at the scattered burn marks left by the high-temperature current on the ground, and feeling the particularly familiar energy residue in the air, he frowned naturally.
Then after briefly contacting the ambulance, he also walked towards the deep area where the fire was most serious.
——
Three minutes later, when the ambulance crew arrived, carrying No. 2's staff and wearing No. 2's black robe, the demon who called himself No. 4 used No. 2's chat history to check the messages with No. 3 and confirmed that he was a companion. .
By the way, he saved Tohsaka Rin and Miss Tianhuo on the side.
Cut off Bize's words again.
Although she was still a little wary of the changes in Dongshang, the little witch seemed to only know her identity as a demon, but had never seen the photo.
There are indeed no photos of his Majin on Umastagram, otherwise Omo would have been blocked by junior high school girls headed by Kobayashi Hikiki.
It's easy to say that he doesn't recognize himself. Omer was planning to get some more information, but now he was pretending to be indifferent and said:
"I hope that everyone can cooperate honestly. After all, you have also seen that Number Three is more direct in doing things and does not care about whose life is taken away."
Driving them from the room to the corridor, Omo ignored Bitzer's constant winks.
In other words, the demon's posture is really unable to respond to that wink——
——His demonic form has no eyebrows and easy-to-discern eyeballs, let alone an exoskeleton face that looks like a helmet.
It can be said that the face has given up the freedom of expression in order to specialize in combat, and it is not worthy of winking.
"What do you want us to do?"
When Bize didn't say anything, Tohsaka Rin vaguely became the representative of the team. She seemed to be more mature than Omo expected.
How many years has it been since we fought five battles with Emiya Shirou?
Omer is not clear about the information about Xingyue in his mind. The original memory seems to have not understood the various events and timeline of Xingyue.
However, the memory seems to point out that a lot of the relevant information about that work is confusing and conflicting, which further reduces the reference significance of the memory.
"Honestly, that's all," the devil said, raising his index finger, and then pointed down at Dongshang Changquan, who was holding the wand quite nervously, "And that Miss Ma Niang, or the little witch?"
Seeing that the horse ears on both sides of the pointed hat were drooping, the devil said calmly: "Although I have never seen you on TV, you must know some girls who have been on TV, right?"
"Oh! You are really yours, No. 4, and you have the ability to pull people over," No. 3 praised, and shook his head, "But the barrier is open, and people who call can't get in."
"Even if it's just at the door, it won't hinder the purpose, right? You can definitely act, Number Three."
"That's true." No. 3 nodded, not caring at all about the little girl's trembling and the angry look given to him by the cat-eared lady who was protecting Dongshang's transformation.
"Then communicate with her on the 4th. I don't want to talk to these little girls at all. I'm going to sort out the remaining energy of the card."
As he spoke, he put his hand into his robe, and when he took it out, Omo saw two figures appearing in front of him.
The electronic mechanical Baltan and the mechanical Gomora stood motionless with their mechanical qualities, waiting for his inspection and confirmation.
"Can't you sense their status during the card stage?" Omo turned around, faced the four people again, raised his index finger towards them, and made a hissing gesture.
But this action was probably regarded as a provocation, which aroused the sense of humiliation in the two adults, so for a moment, he was the one who received the glares of Tianhuo and Tohsaka Rin.
Bize turned his head and saw that No. 3 also had his back to this side, and hurriedly waved to the two girls. He hesitated to speak when the latter noticed them, and finally took out his cell phone and planned to type.
But as soon as he tapped the screen, he was warned by the devil: "Please don't do any tricks, sir, I will confiscate your phone first."
The devil said, raising his hand but throwing away a sound barrier.
Covered Bize.
"What magic did you use?" No. 3, who was checking Baltan, didn't even raise his head.
"Soundproofing, I think instead of convincing those two ladies to be quiet, it's better to use soundproofing magic directly."
"Indeed, I also find it annoying when women chirp, but those two women are also pretty. Since we don't have any use for them, why don't we have some fun later?"
These words made the two people even more shocked and angry, and Bize hurriedly showed the two rows of words he typed quickly to the two people.
"We don't have much time," the devil sighed. "As a colleague who works together, I don't mind you exposing your weakness to me, but are you sure you want to do this?"
After No. 3 thought for a moment, he finally came back to his senses, raised his head angrily, and turned to glare at him: "...Nonsense, I've been doing well for a long time!"
He was probably staring. Although there was darkness under the hood, Omo felt a line of sight piercing his back.
He silently spread his wings to cover Bize's slow beat, but this did not arouse No. 3's suspicion.
Probably because he thinks whatever the devil does is normal.
Then the banging sound of ping ping ping ping rang.
"Go and talk to Number 2 and Number 1," the devil said helplessly, "I hope the boss doesn't have any gossipy intentions."
"How could the leader be so gossipy? He only cares about power and wealth. He was driven crazy by his family. It's quite miserable."
“Sympathizing with your boss is the beginning of being exploited.”
"It's better to be different, Symbol Family."
"..." He lowered his eyes and looked at Dongshang Zhejiang's widened eyes. The devil once again raised his index finger to make a hissing gesture, but this time, there was no glare from anyone.
Bi Ze was immersed in typing, showing his profound typing skills from playing on his mobile phone in class for the past six months. He lifted it up in a few seconds, and there were two rows of words hanging on it.
Although he didn't know what Omer was doing, he told the three people that the devil was Omer and that Omer probably had some plans.
He didn't think about it, but the two eldest girls could immediately tell that Omer was trying to get information, and they all stood up well.
"Symbolist...that's true, but No. 3, is it necessary for you to inspect that company's machinery like this?"
"What do you mean?" No. 3 looked back.
"Wouldn't it be possible to know the status of the card by sensing the card?"
"How is that possible! What can those cards sense? They can't sense anything except negative emotions!" Number 3, who only thought that Number 4 was talking nonsense, was very surprised, "Didn't you use the cards before?"
"I thought there was a difference between a one-time situation and a long-term situation."
"It's all the same. Where can such an intuitive expression be? To be so intuitive, you have to interact with the monster cards very deeply. That kind of behavior can only be done by a few adults including the leader."
"How long did it take, boss? Can we do it too?"
"You actually looked at the progress of the leader? The devil is indeed a devil," No. 3 turned to look again, "You are very brave, I have never dared to think about it."
"Then you don't know how long it took the boss?"
"Who knows-" No. 3 said, and just as he was about to turn around and continue to sort out, he heard a sudden ping-ping-pong-pong sound, and the next moment a black shadow appeared in front of him!
boom!
"Who knows anything?"
There was a dull sound, but Omo didn't pay attention. No. 3 had been beating the mechanical beast and mechanical alien before, but he saw the four people in front of him shaking their heads crazily.
Bi Ze wanted to shout something loudly. From the shape of his mouth, he could tell that the sound he probably wanted to pronounce was:
"Kay?"
As soon as Omo made this sound, he suddenly heard the sound of extremely fast footsteps in the silence. The next second, he suddenly turned his head and used the katana in his hand to resist the steel pipe that sneaked up from behind.
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Steel Pipe?
Why steel pipe?
Omo looked at the stern-faced man in black in front of him in surprise. He was a little confused, but he also saw two machines and a person lying on the ground behind him.
Very fast... He thought so, and even personally experienced the other party's strange power that seemed to be vaguely better than his own.
But what puzzled him the most was the other party's question:
"Jagula! What are you doing again!"
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There is a small foreshadowing that you won’t notice unless you think about it in particular, or in other words, a little trivia.
Electromechanical Baltan fought against Orb in the stage play, and Mecha Gomora also appeared in Ultra Fighting with Oubrey. It can be said that they were all fought by Orb, and... a certain added person mentioned in this article It goes without saying who the Ultraman behind Latron's waist is.
Kai's waist started to ache from the moment he felt the residual power (x
By the way, Kai admitted the wrong person, which is actually a foreshadowing. In the early days, Bize complained about why there are no Orb and Zeta in this world...
Finally... Kai's backstabbing with a steel pipe is a double tribute. One is a certain tidbit, and the other... Ultraman Geed, the son of Beria, once used a 'convenient fighting device' to fight with Gilba in a small warehouse where silicon metal was placed. The war in Lis reached the edge of the universe, and all the avenues were wiped out. I hope everyone will know.
——Until we meet again!
