Along with these words, twenty-one layers of magic arrays of different colors appeared.
They emerged from the top of the staff, like an unsheathed long sword, pointing directly at the Cerro Tree Turtle.
Lilia held the staff with both hands and poured all the anger that had been awakened into the staff.
A white beam of light exuding terrifying pressure condensed from between the staffs, penetrated the magic circle, and almost divided the night into two halves.
Dean, who was running for his life, had no time to look back and could only use Akaman to watch everything happening behind him. Xiaolan and Kana, on the other hand, turned their backs without hesitation, hugged his neck, and shouted in unison. Sighing sounds.
The white beam of light was like a spear that stretched across the sky, piercing the shell of the Cerro Tree Turtle.
The turtle shell of the quasi-holy class resisted the attack of this beam, but the next second, beams of light like a hail of bullets followed one after another.
Lilia spread out the twelve staffs loaded with fixed magic one by one, and the huge magic power poured out and filled the staffs.
Quality is not enough, quantity is needed.
Even Cerro Tree Turtle cannot ignore this high frequency of attacks.
It turned its head in frustration and looked at the daring junior. The towering trees on its back gave off a faint green light.
There were countless fireflies fluttering from its back.
It was also at the moment when these light spots scattered, the originally quiet sea of trees in Gaia suddenly began to become restless.
Lilia raised her head, and her eagle eye magic keenly captured the strange movements of the surrounding trees.
She was angry that this contract was really "easy to use" and that there would be no loopholes for the monsters to take advantage of. At the same time, she turned her staff and prepared to get rid of these intrusive things first.
Although it doesn't seem very authentic to blast such powerful magic in your own yard...
But if she cared about these little things, she wouldn't be called Lilia.
Glancing at the rooms that were still dark, the corners of Lilia's mouth slowly raised, finally forming a smile that looked full of malice.
hehe.
Don’t we say all day long that we are all a family?
It just so happens that a family should share joys and sorrows.
Since she can't sleep, no one else can live in peace either!
Just when Lilia was about to make a scene, a sigh came from the treehouse not far away.
The sound was not loud, but it was like a basin of cold water, instantly dousing the restlessness of Lilia and the plants.
"Tsk."
Knowing that this was a warning to herself, Lilia stopped her hand when she was about to move, and waved away the Eagle Eye magic.
"Young, are you awake?"
Although the movements of her hands stopped, it did not affect her continued yin and yang expression.
Lilia looked at the closed doors and windows of the tree house and raised her voice: "There are some people who are clearly separated from each other. She stayed out of the dead turtle disturbing people's dreams. But now that she wants to touch her treasure, she is willing to take action. "
"You have to be the one to pretend to be dead."
She sneered coldly, knowing that nothing would happen to her next, she took back her wand without interest and muttered.
"You owe me a bowl of turtle soup..."
The large open window was slammed shut, making a crisp sound. Faced with this straightforward dissatisfaction, the owner of the tree house remained as quiet as ever, as if he hadn't heard anything.
However, further away in the forest, a higher-level confrontation was already unfolding quietly.
…
After the powerful magic attack came to an end, Dean and Kana noticed that the line of sight on them seemed to have disappeared.
At first, they did not take this feeling seriously. However, after they carefully tested it a few times and found that there was indeed no more attacks, they realized that their perception was not wrong.
One person and one pet stopped under the tree, looking at each other.
On each other's faces, there was curiosity and confusion about the development of the situation.
Dean and Kana, who were a little confused about what was going on, found a tree and hid it. Just as they were about to review what happened, they felt a powerful energy rising from the ground and spreading towards the trees under their feet. .
Kana released the power of shadow without hesitation, wrapped Dean up, and flew in the air with one person and one pet. She looked at the trees that seemed to be twisting and the energy reaction on them getting stronger and stronger. She could no longer keep up. Things have changed.
Suddenly, there is a sense of gap between being a participant and becoming a bystander.
One person here, one pet and two others, had blank faces, while on the other side, the Cerro Tree Turtle also felt the suppression of another force.
It roared unwillingly, as if scolding the other side for bullying the turtle too much.
In fact, when you think about the whole thing, it is indeed innocent.
Cerro Tree Turtle also didn't expect that someone would steal his most valued bloodline offspring just after taking a nap.
No matter how you look at it, asking it not to be angry, or to be able to make too much noise when it is angry, is a bit overwhelming, right?
At this moment, in the heart of Warcraft, the resentment towards humans forcibly signing a contract for themselves, and the anger at being beaten down, merged into complex and strong negative emotions. Cerro Tree Turtle almost lost his mind, and the chains on his body were also because of it. The struggle lights up again.
However, the person confronting it seemed to have lost patience. The next second, a terrifying suppressive force came from the chain. The Cerro Tree Turtle seemed to be carrying a big mountain on its back. The momentum of climbing up suddenly fell. Come down.
The contract was triggered, and the terrifying repressive force came. Warcraft knew that it could not resist the contract for the time being, so it could only look at the direction Dean left, howled unwillingly, and chose to give in.
In fact, according to common sense, Warcraft does not have any special feelings for its own offspring, and the same is true for Cerro Tree Turtles.
But that cub was different.
Just like what Dean saw from the system, Cerro Tree Turtle has realized that the baby has some kind of mutation, and knows that this mutation in the baby is beneficial to him.
Although it is not too obvious, it is an accumulation after all.
Therefore, this Cerro Tree Turtle is still somewhat concerned about the mutant Cerro Tree Turtle.
Unexpectedly, Dean took advantage of him.
No wonder it is so angry.
As if thinking of something, the monster turned to look at the place where the mutated Cerro Tree Turtle disappeared, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, as if he wanted to do something else.
However, before it could move, the next second, more violent energy fluctuations came from the distance.
Feeling the powerful aura coming from the Witch's House, Cerro Tree Turtle responded reluctantly, and then slowly retracted his head under the urging and coercion of the aura.
The intimidating aura belonging to the quasi-holy monster was also ruthlessly suppressed.
Soon, Gaia's sea of trees returned to its previous calmness. The shadows of the trees were dancing and the branches and leaves were spread out. It was as if nothing had happened. It was peaceful and harmonious.
