Eagle Country, the underground base of Stonehenge.
The Holy Master looked at the wall in a daze, with relief and helplessness in his eyes.
Bazaar did fail. She failed even after two hours.
This world really did not disappoint him, or in other words, this world still made the devil despair.
It seems to have always been like this. Whenever a demon king appears, there will always be a corresponding hero, just like the glory of the past.
The demons also know that whenever a righteous force develops, there will be a corresponding development on the side of the black force.
Coupled with the Saints of Order jumping up and down to cause trouble, the world was developing stumblingly but unhurriedly under their noses.
But their kingdom has always been in a transcendental state, watching the world move and relax.
When did it start to change? Is it when those aloof gods who make the devil unhappy come to the world, or is it when the order thing tries to deprive them of their transcendence?
Feeling that the balance was gradually returning to normal, the Holy Lord's thoughts became a little melancholy, recalling the peak of his past, the collection of spells, dragon teeth, twelve talismans, fire, wisdom, and body.
The Holy Lord suddenly felt inexplicably sad. After so many years of struggle, he had succeeded in going from being invincible in the world to having only a little soul left, and he was even locked up.
What does that delicious abyss worm taste like?
Thinking of the plump, cute bugs, the Holy Master couldn't help but smacked his lips. That thing seemed to be extinct and hadn't been eaten for tens of thousands of years. It was strange to think.
"Um, the capital of gods."
Ximu's words suddenly appeared, and the melancholy Holy Master was too lazy to pay attention. He raised his hand, and the flames swirled around, burning out the projection in an instant.
I'm so annoyed that I don't have time to argue with them.
Where can I get some Abyss Demonic Insects to breed? That bitch of Ximu doesn't even have the magic to summon demonic insects, it's just a demon.
——
hell.
Ximu blinked blankly and looked at the demons around him in confusion. What's going on?
"Then what is the fraudster doing?" Zhongsu asked angrily, "Did he betray again?"
Ximu shook his head and spread his hands helplessly: "You also saw it, he may be in a bad mood."
"Okay, I didn't have anything to ask originally. Who would have thought that there would be a king's evil spirit." Sao Feng said helplessly, looked at Basha who was yelling crazily, and let out a breath.
A sudden strong wind appeared, and Sao Feng quit the group chat.
"This time Shendu was right, it's just Basha who can't do it. As long as he can give me back what he lied to me about when I get out, I can treat him better." Di Kui said angrily, jumping one by one, Step on the disorderly gravel floating in hell and stay away.
Ximu shrugged: "Well, now we have to rely on Shendu. I will comfort Bazaar. Isn't it Atlantis? When we recover, we can easily pull it out of the cracks in time and space."
"Damn it, the fraudster has gained the devil's trust again, you always do this!" Zhongsu said unhappily, turned around and left silently.
Soon, only the Cursed Blue Demon was left in the gathering area, meditating. His scarlet eyes flickered, staring at the void of hell in a daze.
"When will Rune, the Moon Demon saint, take action? Is it really a variable?"
Low murmurs floated in the hell. Curse Lan silently closed his eyes. The shadows of the runes around him loomed, and a gravitational force began to spread to capture and arrange the scarlet gravel.
There are a lot of preparations that need to be based on the enemy's ideas. A win-win situation is the best layout.
Especially when the enemy doesn’t know that it will also let you win.——
Cliff, castle.
Daolong looked at the increasingly clear sky outside, tapped his fingers in the void, and a purple magic aftertaste flickered.
bump!
The door to the laboratory was pushed open, and Luo Qing walked out helplessly: "What's wrong, Master?"
Daolong glanced at him lightly: "Oh, it seems that you also know that it is uncomfortable to be disturbed, right?"
Luo Qing paused, then chuckled and said, "Isn't it true that I have something to do with you every time?"
Daolong didn't say anything more. He took a careful look at his disciple, and there was inexplicable melancholy in his eyes.
He's a great mage. He's grown so fast. He's almost catching up with his master.
He said with some relief: "I'm going to retreat for a while. The world has improved a little bit. I feel the opportunity for a breakthrough. I have to be careful lately."
Who would have thought that three months ago, the limit of the world was senior. There was only one month left in this disaster year, and he had already reached the level of legend. It is true that things are unpredictable.
Luo Qing's eyes lit up, he nodded repeatedly, and said impatiently: "Go, go, it's best if you break through the legend directly, so that I can hug you again. I still miss the days when I would call Master when I needed something."
Daolong paused in a sad mood, and a # gradually appeared on his forehead. He suppressed the urge to hit someone and said: "I don't want to see you now, give you three seconds to leave my sight."
Luo Qing paused, and there was confusion in his eyes. What happened to this old man? He looked like he was about to get angry suddenly. He didn't say anything bad, right?
Seeing the stupid look in his clear eyes, Daolong's anger level rose steadily. As the strongest black energy wizard, how could he raise such a disciple with no ambition at all?
Daolong (-︿-): "Three"
The confusion in Luo Qing's eyes became clearer, but he did not wait for Daolong to continue counting. He decisively turned around and ran to his laboratory, shouting: "Come on, master, don't worry, I won't disturb you recently!"
bump!
As the door of the laboratory was closed, the anger on Daolong's face gradually faded, and he shook his head helplessly. He was now a strong man, and it seemed that he had not changed at all.
Thinking about it, Daolong slowly walked towards his magic room. It took him two hundred years to transform from an ordinary person to a being comparable to an archmage, and to become the leader of the black energy wizards.
The frequent occurrences and rapid increase in strength in the past three months had a slight impact on his two hundred years of hard work.
He needs to adjust his mentality to welcome his new life, the human mage. His lifespan is a thousand years.
Luo Qing returned to the laboratory with a smile on his face. He could understand Daolong's emotions, but it was still early. The disaster year did not simply end at the end of December.
This path of rapid promotion may continue. The recovery of the world will always lead to a group of creatures becoming big bosses. Therefore, it is better to get rid of those useless negative emotions as soon as possible to avoid this situation happening again every three days.
Turning his head and looking at a machine with a flashing red light and the liquid bomb inside, the smile in his eyes became even gentler.
There is one more attack method. As expected, alchemy and magic are the best combination.
Although it is somewhat insignificant compared to the Destruction Weapon, this does not hinder his research on alchemy and magic.
You can't completely rely on external things, right?
The Weapon of Destruction is Barrett's name. This is a reference to the name of a heroic weapon in a certain game in my memory. However, this weapon is usually in the shape of a ball, so adding the 'Weapon' is Luo Qing's final stubbornness. .
After all, 'Little Gun', a name that seemed very good to Luo Qing, had already been given to the evil spirit. He thought about it for a long time and could not think of a better name.
Thinking about all this, Luo Qing came to a machine with great interest and began to adjust the parameters of the liquid bomb.
This thing is really convenient, but it is not that powerful. He needs to study it carefully for reference.
Maybe add some alchemical poison or magical curse to the explosion?
When this idea appeared, Luo Qing flipped through his memories, took out the magic book and turned to the undead magic category, and his eyes gradually fell into deep thought.
Also, the efficiency of catching flying animals everywhere is still too slow. This advanced magic 'Dark Reproduction' is quite good.
This magic can cause specific creatures to continuously split, and a large number of clones with selectable strengths will appear in a short period of time. The cost is to continuously consume the soul of the cloned creature until it is completely annihilated.
Luo Qing's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he could see the bats hanging on the castle through the wall.
Infinite reproduction + liquid bomb + alchemical poison + magic curse + skeleton summoning = what?
Sure enough, the human race's favorite thing is combo skills. After using this set, do you still need to swing the staff by yourself in a fight?
Luo Qing imagined that he was leaning in a dark corner wearing a windbreaker, with a hood covering his eyes. There was a crow with scarlet eyes standing on his shoulders. The sky was completely occupied by copies of the crow, chaotic yet orderly. Fly towards the enemy.
All he had to do was play with the ring in his hand, listen to the endless explosions and the screams of the enemies, and he didn't even need to show his face.
This is so handsome!
Luo Qing showed a somewhat excited expression on his face, and decisively began to study the magic of Dark Reincarnation. The great magic research was about to begin again!
At this time, there was a slight flash of blood on his shoulders, and Xue Yi appeared in the laboratory. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the expression on Luo Qing's face, and his expression froze.
She couldn't help but look around, and after making sure there was nothing she didn't want to see, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"What is that thing that makes my consciousness not want to return at all? I can feel the trembling in my body over there. Could it be that you did something to my body?" Xue Yi said and touched his skirt. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found everything was normal.
Luo Qing completely ignored her meaning. He held the magic book in one hand and carefully read the darkly engraved magic lines. He summoned the weapon of destruction and threw it away.
Bloody clothes:
Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
“Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
She screamed and shrank into a corner, trembling as she looked at the ball floating in the air.
When the thing opened its blue, indifferent eyes and looked at her, Xueyi was stunned: "Uh."
The bright red color all over her body made her little face look even paler. Her eyes slowly closed, letting her consciousness leave her body just like that.
A feeling of devouring came. Luo Qing was stunned. He looked up and immediately saw the weapon of destruction approaching Xue Yi, whose body was shaking unconsciously in the corner. Luo Qing closed the magic book with a snap. Why does this thing want to eat everything?
"Go back! You can't eat this." Luo Qing said coldly.
The Destruction Weapon paused, and the blue eyes slowly looked at Luo Qing. After looking at each other for a long time, they slowly disappeared.
Luo Qing shook his head and walked towards Xueyi. Looking at her like a doll, after thinking about it, Luo Qing picked her up and put her on his bed.
Then he turned around and continued to study the dark engraving, and bring it with him when he goes out. It’s so pitiful for a little lolita to have a tattoo all day long. She should add the effect of a cold quilt.
After all, evil spirits like things that smell like evil spirits.
(End of chapter)
