The development of pupil technique can probably be regarded as a milestone invention in the extraordinary world.
Performing conventional extraordinary spells often requires the troublesome process of mobilizing extraordinary energy, compiling spells, and finally forming extraordinary effects. Eye Technique is much simpler. It is like the firearms invented by modern humans. It only requires the name of the extraordinary technique in advance. The bullets are prepared and stored in the pupils of the eyes waiting to be fired. Then in actual combat, only visual sight is used as a trigger to complete the rapid casting of spells.
Among the many pupil techniques, mental techniques are the most stable.
Whether it is using the pupils to emit black flames, shoot lasers, or pull out lightning, if it is not unexpected in close combat, the offensive pupil technique may fail due to the focus of the field of view, the enemy's dodge, or the distance is too far; and the auxiliary pupil technique The effects of using the technique are often polarized, with a huge gap between the upper and lower limits. A strong person can use a weak vision to cut the enemy into seventeen parts, while a weak person may be petrified by someone using a mirror to bounce back to him even if he uses the petrifying pupil.
Only mental/psychic spells are stable.
For mental spells, 'Look, this behavior itself means the transmission and interaction of information. As long as there is a channel for transmission and interaction, the spell can take effect. Therefore, as long as the two conditions of sight + sight crossing are met, even if the other party only glances at it unconsciously and does not see the caster at all, he will be hit. Even if the spell is performed secretly, there is no possibility of failure.
Of course, the invention of the pupil technique has also relieved the burden of the mind mages who specialize in mental spells - they finally no longer have to put on a suit of plate armor, carry a steel scepter and knock the enemy out head-on, and then pinch the opponent's skull. When you cast a spell, you no longer have to be angry because you didn't control the force to knock the target to death, and the business was taken away by the necromancer.
The data flowing in Zhao Sidayi's eyes combined into extraordinary runes, and a set of extraordinary spell combinations quickly took shape under Giovanni's surprised gaze.
Eye Technique, activate.
Psychic shock.
The majestic stream of consciousness turned into a flood and instantly broke down Giovanni's mental defense line. Then his mental power turned into countless threads that passed through the mental defense line and penetrated into the opponent's biological brain. Before the opponent's mind could restart due to the impact, the new The extraordinary magic technique has invaded the opponent's mind along the thread of spiritual power.
Soul-catching.
The activity of the high-level functional areas of the biological brain was quickly suppressed, and Giovanni's subjective consciousness about to wake up from dizziness was suppressed to the lowest level, preventing his heart from collapsing.
Seize the soul.
After completely breaking through the mental defenses, the final technique reveals its fangs. The extraordinary power penetrates through the collapsed mental defenses and penetrates into the depths of the opponent's undefended consciousness, directly reading thoughts and memories.
"The knight captain led the elite knights to defeat the evildoers and failed..."
"Nearly all the elite knights were wiped out..."
"The whereabouts of the divine evil are still unknown..."
After losing the cover of subjective consciousness, it is no longer difficult to read the memory. Zhao Sida is swimming in the deep and far-reaching darkness. Countless colorful bubbles, large and small, dance out of the darkness. Giovanni's memory is like a revolving lantern on the surface of the bubbles. The upper pages appeared for her to read.
The entire extraordinary casting process only lasted a few seconds, but Zhao Sida had already found what she wanted in Giovanni's mind.
"So you didn't catch Elizabeth either..."
The puppet girl stood up and loosened the puppet wires that fixed Giovanni. She raised her eyes and looked down at the stage. The knights of judgment had crossed the invisible net and formed a dense formation, pressing forward step by step onto the stands. There were still streams of people from further away. Support troops are pouring out of the streets and alleys.
"Tsk..." Zhao Sida smacked her lips. Now that the geographical advantage has been completely lost, escaping from here means killing these judgment knights. Although she can rely on the annihilation mode to kill through this dense array, she cannot protect those who are rescued. Believers come out.
More enemies have formed a formation and are approaching the stage step by step. The Judgment Knights on the first two floors are holding large shields, protecting themselves and their companions behind the large shields and slowly advancing.
Zhao Sida snorted softly, flicked out a roll of puppet silk, and pulled it towards one of the big shield knights.
A tooth-breaking sound of metal friction sounded, and the tree was engraved with
Several deep scratches were cut out on the shield of the coat of arms, but they did not penetrate the large shield.
The powerful force was also transmitted to the knight behind through the large shield, but he only swayed slightly and stabilized his body with the support of his teammates behind him. He quickly regrouped and continued to move forward to form a semicircle. Zhao Sida surrounded them.
The knight advanced slowly with a large shield, resisting the invisible life-threatening thread. Sharp and bright spear heads pierced out from the gaps between the shields, and combined with the large shield encirclement to further compress Zhao Sida's dodge space, and from the rear The arrows shot towards her chased her like a nightmare.
Zhao Sida wandered in the shield and spear array, deftly avoiding the two spears piercing the chest and abdomen. While turning sideways to dodge the arrows, she could also punch the big shield coming towards her with one punch. Using her special 'Jing, the shield was blown to pieces, and then two knights with large shields rushed forward to take up the position, and the shields were swung to force her offensive back again.
But it doesn't help.
Not to mention breaking one knight's shield, even if it can break ten or twenty knights' shields, the opponent can quickly fill the gap. It didn't take long for Zhao Sida to be forced into a dangerous situation, and soon it was gradually tightened. In the encirclement, he was suppressed by several large shield knights with their shields.
"See...I told you before..." The voice came from the group of knights, and then the knights took the initiative to move out of the way. Giovanni walked slowly with the support of two knights. He had regained consciousness. , but the damage caused by forcibly invading the biological brain using the soul-searching technique gradually became apparent.
His eyes were red, and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose. The severe cerebral hemorrhage not only deprived him of most of his normal senses, leaving him to rely on the help of others to walk. Even the words coming out of his mouth were particularly vague: "Your arrival." , the Lord has already predicted it.”
"The Lord has long predicted that you will die here."
Giovanni looked down at Zhao Sida who was firmly suppressed by the big shield. Countless spears were ready to go. With just one command, these knights would stab the spears mercilessly and brutally disintegrate the doll girl.
"That's not necessarily true..." Zhao Sida raised her eyebrows and glanced at the sky, "Maybe some gods have different views on this verdict."
Giovanni narrowed his eyes. At this moment, there was a burst of noisy exclamations from the refugees in the audience, and he felt something bad in his heart for no reason. Then his eyes suddenly widened as if he thought of something, and he raised his head suddenly.
Twisted and chaotic shadows gradually took shape in the sky at some point. From virtual to solid, they were like wheat. The twisted and sticky tentacles clung to each other in a way that violated the rules of physics. Their limbs were entangled together and turned into larger tentacles, small oval shapes. Brown particles, indescribable skirt-like substances and milky-white irregular fragments guard the periphery of the luminous sphere, making noisy and crazy noises around this indescribable existence all day long.
Two soft dark spherical objects slowly emerged from the tentacles. It had an uneven and rough surface, so deep that it seemed as if light could be sucked into the epidermis. These two pairs of biological flesh, undeveloped embryos and plant debris were The horrible things mixed together turned into the eyes of an indescribable being used to observe the world, and met the eyes of Giovanni and countless knights of judgment.
The moment their eyes met, Giovanni suddenly understood a fact.
This figure is so blasphemous that perhaps he is the god himself.
"Witnessing the presence of gods, sahk."
The sound came from the twisted figure, and then madness overwhelmed his consciousness.
…………
not long ago.
Just when Zhao Sida rushed to the stands to assassinate Giovanni alone and became the target of the siege by the Judgment Knights, no one noticed that a clumsy figure quietly climbed up from the back of the stands.
Later, after the All-Seeing Eye took off, the doll girl dismembered the stands and raised smoke and dust that covered the sun.
Suoluomen tightly held a support beam with his hands and feet, and his body was swaying as the stands rocked like a small boat sailing in a violent storm. Although he wanted to scream loudly, he thought that he was acting in secret. In the end, he swallowed the scream in his throat and pursed his lips tightly, letting out a series of low groans, "Ah... Wuwuwuwu——"
Fortunately, the stands disintegrated
The huge roar of the collapse overwhelmed the screams he held in his throat, and the stress released by the violent shaking and tremors of the stands did not destroy the support measure he was holding on to - at least now he did not have to worry about the violent shaking of the beam. Disconnected and threw him out.
"I really believed in Zuo's evil! Come on, what did I think at that time? Why did I agree to Zuo's revelation to rob the execution ground? And it was just the two of us? Am I crazy? If I could go back alive, I must warn all my compatriots as the first to eat, never believe the nonsense about cooking..."
The young Chosen One rambled and complained crazily about himself, but he did not relax at all in his actions. He gritted his teeth and hugged the beam, squirming on the beam like a caterpillar, and quickly climbed up to the stands.
"Finally we're here..." Suo Luomen wiped his sweat and raised his eyes to look at the scenery in front of him.
The stand has been divided into two. He is standing in the second half of the stand where the burning pillar was erected. However, all the burning pillars that were standing on the stage a moment ago have collapsed, leaving only the blazing white holy flames like snow lotus in the almost collapsed Blooming in the stands, gorgeous and holy.
But this beautiful scenery was soon ruined by the intermittent wails coming from the flames.
Suoluomen suddenly woke up from his brief intoxication.
This was the place of execution, and these flames were the cruel punishments used by the Church to execute heretics.
Using the soul and body as fuel, as long as it touches a little bit, it will be like a gangrene attached to the bone, and the heretic will never die before the soul and body of the person being tortured are burned out.
No matter how sanctified it may appear, it cannot disguise the nature of the atrocity.
If the front is the stage where Zhao Sida and Giovanni perform, then the back half of the stand is his battlefield.
And his mission is to rescue all the captured compatriots in less than two minutes.
The holy flames were blazing white and dazzling, and the human figure inside could be vaguely seen in the jumping firelight, and only feeble wails could be heard coming from the flames.
"Hold on a little longer! I'll rescue you right away!" Suoluomen didn't hesitate at all, quickly walked to the nearest ball of holy flames, and stretched out his hand into the blazing white holy flames.
As soon as his fingertips touched the holy flame, the white flame suddenly ignited his whole body into a human-shaped torch. However, the expected burning heat and severe pain did not come. The protection from the Flying Mask God had an effect, covering The heretical energy on the body's surface fought back and poured into the holy flame, and then the flower of flame collapsed and disintegrated like melting snow in spring, and finally disappeared invisible.
"Should we eat first? We have waited until the rescue..." The flames gradually dissipated, and a slightly hoarse voice came faintly, as if they were finally relieved because the flames dissipated.
"Are you okay? I'll be right away..." Before the flames completely dissipated, Suoluomen took out his knife and rushed forward to cut the ropes that tied them. But when he saw clearly the appearance of several fellow believers tied to the stake, At this time, his eyes widened in disbelief: "...Are you okay?"
Although several believers had their hands tied behind their backs on the stake, they seemed to be full of energy and there were no obvious signs of burns on their bodies.
"Ah? What are you talking about?" Master DaZui broke away from the rope and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "During the last attack, Zhou gave each of us a name... um, it seems to be called Dad. Something to wear?"
"It's a buff." The believer on the other side who was still in the fire interrupted.
"Oh yes! It's something called a buff." Master DaZui patted his head. "Zui said that this thing can protect us from harm. As a final insurance, he gave everyone a buff; and he also said that the Flying Pasta God The last thing the church needs is martyrs. If you are persecuted by the church, you can quickly apostate and get away with it. Survival must always be your top priority..."
Da Zhujiao smiled honestly: "Finally, Zhu asked us to have a good time, and then after we knew that we were going to be sent to the grill, we made a plan in private..."
"So you decided to scream and pretend you were in pain?"
"Yes." Another unbound believer moved his body and answered while untying the other believers: "It was quite fun to be put on the torture rack to perform, but it was a bit tiring to pretend... I didn't call him until later. I can barely scream
Well, if you come a little later, your secret may be exposed. "
Suoluomen: "..."
He almost lost his footing and fell off the stage.
Even if he tried to break his brain, it would be difficult for him to understand the brain circuits of these compatriots.
"Forget it, this is also a good thing." Suo Luomen shook his head and decided not to delve into this matter. He had a hunch that if he continued to struggle in this regard, he would be entangled to death sooner or later, so he quickly burned the remaining few companions at the stake. Rescued, "Let's act quickly, we don't have much time left..."
"Leave it to me, I'm familiar with this." Da Zhuojiao responded.
He stood still in the smoke, and the believers gathered him and Xiansuoluomen in the center of the circle. They closed their eyes and concentrated, imagining the last bowl of noodles they ate before going to prison, and prayed devoutly to the Flying Noodle God. .
"Praise the noodles to the Holy Father;"
"Praise Bolognese as the savior;"
"Praise Meatball for being a god;"
"Praise be to the three united gods!"
The believers' hymns echoed ethereally, as if they had passed through the barriers of time and space and reached the kingdom of the gods. However, the Dazao Cult did not interrupt them. Instead, accompanied by their hymns, they began to sing in unison with Xianchi. .
“In the name of Holy Noodles, Holy Noodle Soup, and Holy Meatballs, may Noodle God’s appendages always caress us, may Noodle God’s sense of humor always surround us, may the Eight Rings guide us, may our bowls contain more A few braised eggs, a few more pieces of beef and a few more fried beef balls, may the boiled appendage always favor us..."
"The Flying Pasta God, the all-knowing, omnipotent and alcoholic Zaowuzui, may your will be carried out on earth as it is in your noodle shop..."
"RAn!"
