Gandall frowned, but without any hesitation. With one look, a magic protective shield covering himself was created. It was neither very big nor very small. It fit the contours of the human body and was just A few centimeters beyond his body, a thin and completely transparent protective shield was formed, but it was strong enough. Under the terrible shock wave, it was completely motionless, and even the slightest fluctuation could not be detected by this protective shield. generated above.
This is the difference between the strong ones. Feng Zhan is still playing magic shield. Even if it is strong and releases a large amount, it is only something that most magicians are playing. Gandor here releases it directly. The size of the gap between magic shields such as magic barriers can be said to be clear at a glance. Although Feng Zhan is already very strong, there is still a big gap compared to his master.
Seeing the strong cold current, carrying a large amount of ice rushing towards him, Gandall did not have the slightest panic and remained calm. It was just a pain for Reeves behind him. He was hiding in the cave, but he was not that Fortunately, after all, the entire cave had been shaken a bit before. At this time, he not only had to protect himself, but also reinforced the cave. Otherwise, the entire mountain would definitely collapse... If he had known this would be the case. , he might as well stay outside. It's better now. He can only pretend to go on. Otherwise, if he goes out at this time, he will definitely face a more tragic end than the earthquake. Gandall's taunting is definitely crackling. The memories came down like raindrops, but there was no place to put his handsome old face.
At this time, I had no choice but to protect this hill. It was to save some face for myself. I was just thinking maliciously in my heart that I must let the snowman look good to this old Gandall, otherwise it would be too damned. It's unfair.
It was so dark at this time, and the earth was already covered with thousands of miles of ice. The whole world seemed to be composed of black and white. Except for Gandaur, who had a few other colors, there was nothing to look at. A more comfortable color. Although black and white are so pure no matter which color they are, at this time, they are synonymous with danger, because hidden in them may be the violent and murderous intention of the snowman, which is being released continuously. After the attack, the snowman was completely furious.
The reason is very simple. The successive curses failed, and he disappeared without even a shadow. He was slapped in the face. Who can tolerate such a thing? Now this snowman arsenal is I don't care about anything else, I just started to do it myself. What kind of magician is not a magician? Although in my own inheritance, I have always characterized myself as a magician who uses curse attacks, but now it seems so ridiculous, and... It's not as simple as solving the problem with your fists now.
Countless ice and snow were formed in its hands, and it was thrown directly towards Gandaur. It used its arms as a trebuchet to exert force. It seemed that the ice and snow were not satisfying enough, and it felt like it was hard to freeze the frozen earth. It dug it out, and it dug out huge pieces of soil that were at least several kilometers long. It was as cold as steel, and it was dug out with brute force. It was as huge as a hill.
Looking at Arsenal who was going crazy, Gandall smiled innocently. Didn't you just attack and disappear? As for such a big reaction, if the person you attacked knew who did it , he might have become anxious on the spot, and it would be trivial to fight with you. Then he would have to blame himself as a master for not taking good care of him, and for trying to trick him. In comparison, you still know who the enemy is, and it is simply You really understand that you have such a big reaction, you really don’t have any courage at all. From this point of view, you are far worse than your own apprentice. Sure enough, an outsider is still an outsider...
I was thinking this, but I didn't even consider that this was not one of my own people at all. Even if my own people knew it, they would probably be furious. It was just like the hill that Arsenal threw over, which was frozen as hard as steel. At this time, Gandaur also slightly frowned at the corner of his mouth. He had just thrown some ice cubes before, but now he is throwing stones. This is indeed a bad temper.
But it was just a slander. A stone was indeed a bit big, but that was all. The huge rock was thrown up, then whizzed down, and accurately hit Gandalf. Of course It's hard to miss, since it's so big. If it doesn't hit anyone, the eyes can be donated.
Without any surprise, the rumbling sound shook the entire land, and the ground cracked into thousands of cracks. No enemy could escape such an attack, not even Gandall, because that Although it looks like Arsenal picked up the stone from the ground, at the moment of taking action, a large amount of cursed elements have been poured into it in order to hit it with one blow.
The binding curse contained in it had already hung invisible pillars when the rock appeared over Gandaul, like a cage, which would not give Gandaul any possibility to leave. Naturally, Gandal Doyle also saw or felt the existence of these pillars, and had no intention of leaving. He just watched the huge rock fall on his head from top to bottom, and then completely smashed himself. Smashed.
This was not the end yet. Then, as if he was worried, Arsenal once again dug out seven or eight rocks of similar size from the surroundings, and used the same method to smash them at Gandall. There were muffled sounds. The continuous firecrackers here are like countless huge firecrackers being lit at once, and the stimulation is so exciting that the human ears are almost deafened.
And the powerful impact also makes such attacks continuous. Compared with a direct hit by a huge rock, the shock wave that can penetrate the entire body is more deadly. After all, more often, even if this piece of No matter how big the stone is, it can only be an external injury, but the shock wave is a real internal injury, and you can't hide even if you want to.
Especially Reeves, who was at the rear, felt the same way. The rocks were big, but it was impossible to directly cause any harm to him. After all, those rocks were as hard as steel. It would be very difficult to break them into pieces, but it was just The shock wave didn't care about this at all, and went in all directions along the ground. If Reeves hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, he instantly released a magic barrier covering the hill, and then reinforced several huge magic shields. I'm afraid that under such a shock wave, this mountain will only be turned into a pile of ruins after suffering a disaster.
Even so, the entire mountain was shaking quite a bit, forcing Reeves to use magic at all times to maintain reinforcements, which made him seem a little depleted of magic values. It became even more clear that at this time, his Needless to say, that uncomfortable feeling all over the body. The depletion of magic power is quite uncomfortable for any magician who mainly focuses on magic. It is like draining the water from the pond and letting the fish inside It's like I can't stand it at all.
Although Reeves is the former pope of the Church of the Dawn God and one of the current archbishops. He uses more power given by God, but magic is also a required course for him. After all, even the most devout church believers, He is also a believer of the goddess of magic to a certain extent. Many times, it is impossible for everyone to use only divine power.
The current situation is like this. Reeves has almost used his magic, but he does not dare to use divine power at will, because in that case, the New World shrouded in darkness at this moment will undoubtedly become a bright light. Attracting many monsters to fly to the flames, they rushed to kill him one after another. He believed in the Holy Lord of Dawn and was very devout, but he didn't have a broken head to let himself die here. After all, he was a beacon here. It’s not a good word, let alone a good thing. Even the fanatic believers brought there during the expedition to Port No. 3 would not rashly go deep into the hinterland of the New World to use their divine power. Such a result would not show the greatness of the gods. , it will only be a waste of God-given power, meaningless sacrifice, and make oneself look like a fool. They are fanatical believers, but they are not fools, they are just one-minded and a little stupid.
The shock wave is still going on, and I don’t know how this snowman did it. With just a few rocks, the shock wave appeared continuously, but there was still no sign of weakening, which made Reeves have the urge to vomit blood. , but when he couldn't help it anymore and looked outside, he finally understood the reason. This snowman was really fucking reckless. All this time, Reeves thought this guy was a magician. Unexpectedly, What's strange is that he is also a fool whose mind is all about muscles, but the things he is doing now are quite right.
I saw that guy, like a spring, rising from the ground, making the earth tremble and jumping hundreds of thousands of meters in height. I thought he would fly out of the world of Esgaia, but I didn't expect this The guy actually yelled, like an angry orangutan, and fell down again, hitting the few stones that fell above Gandaul and piled up into a huge tower like one, and then turned around. With a strong effort, the thick lower body directly reacted to the ground, and it rose into the air again. However, this time the height was not that great, but only a few hundred meters higher than the tower.
But this was enough. Arsenal, the snowman, gathered enough strength. The terrifying giant arm made of steel was rounded and violently hit the stone like a big windmill. Every time it hit, it would All the boulders were trembling and groaning helplessly, like a doormat, with no room for resistance.
But although these "doormats" dare not resist Arsenal, the snowman who beats them, the top-down shock wave is blessed and amplified by layers of stones, like amplifiers. The terrifying power was released crazily in a short period of time with the help of shock waves.
In just a few seconds, Arsenal's fist has been smashed thousands of times. With the help of the reaction force, it has not fallen, so it can hit the rocks better. Under the constant interaction, the entire The earth is sinking crazily, and shock waves are being released. Perhaps because of the blessing of Arsenal, these stones have not broken yet, but according to this situation, God knows whether the earth will break first, or the stones. If it breaks first, no one will recover anyway. Even the Arsenal, I don’t know if its arm can withstand such an impact.
Not to mention Gandall who was pressed at the bottom. His life and death were uncertain. It was no longer enough to describe. In Reeves's feeling, this old boy didn't run away before, but now he was caught and smashed by the master of the house. What happened? Either it has turned into a puddle of meat, or something else that cannot be found, there is no need to consider it, it is just death anyway.
Now Reeves is already considering whether to run away immediately, or whether to wait and see after the snowman arsenal stops and follow it to see where it goes, so as to take revenge or find Gan. Doyle's apprentice asked him to seek revenge against the snowman. After all, he was an adventurer and could not really die. No matter whether his apprentice's strength was no match for the snowman's, he would not really die. At that time, as long as Gandaur, the apprentice, had some determination and dared to keep fighting this snowman, one day he would be able to grind this snowman to death.
Thinking of this, Reeves silently prayed to Gandall in his heart, hoping that this old boy would return to the embrace of some god. Of course, it is best not to be the Kingdom of God of the Holy Lord of Dawn, lest he die and return to the Kingdom of God. When I was young, I was worried about this old boy, and then I became very annoyed!
