At this time, Lan Che was cold and decisive, without the softness and slenderness of a girl, only the feeling of strength and sharpness lingering around her.
Ziquan had never seen Lan Che like this before, but that didn't mean that she didn't know that Lan Che existed like this.
Because to the members of the Late Summer Friends Club, it is an open secret that Lan Che can change her personality and enhance her abilities under special circumstances. It is an open secret just like Ye Xiaojiu's princess status, which is well-kept but well-known to everyone.
But there is no need to ask Lan Che to change her personality for the purpose of watching. Let’s not say whether Lan Che herself will agree. Although she will probably not refuse with her original gentle and cute personality, if there is a vote in the society, she will definitely Rejected by a high vote.
But this time Ziquan and Lan Che teamed up to do the task. In addition to understanding it in advance, Lan Che himself also took precautions against Ziquan.
"Perhaps you will see me who is very unlike me." The girl said with a slight smile at that time: "You just need to know that that me is also me."
But just now, Lan Che moved almost teleporting one foot with just one step. He could instantly prop up Zhu Jie's top barrier defense just by raising his hand.
This leap in combat effectiveness is really not a small leap.
But now is the time of battle, and Ziquan doesn't think about anything superfluous at all.
She just drew the magic pattern, but it didn't come in handy, but that didn't mean that the magic pattern was ineffective.
She quickly added the last few strokes of the magic pattern, and then watched the flames spread and burn in the crimson lines. Then three flame spears slowly poked out from the magic pattern, pointing towards the scorpion who had just stood in the open space. The lion shot away.
The Manticore's amber eyes revealed a solemn and cruel light. It has survived in this weak land for a long time, leaving the Forest of Death, a place full of killing and terror. This place is no less than paradise to it.
Countless prey for killing, a mild and suitable climate, clear spring water, and various rare medicines, there is no need to worry about the horror of being wiped out anytime and anywhere, you can feed and grow freely.
If you give it time, within fifty years, it will definitely enter the heaven realm without any hindrance. This is due to race and resources.
But at this moment, in this place where no human has set foot for a long time, three such young human cubs will appear. However, the power they possess makes it difficult for me, who is originally standing at the top of the Warcraft Pyramid.
Its vermilion fur slowly stood up, and then hardened close to its body. It finally gave up its plan to attack and decided to confront the enemy in front of it head-on.
Because - in addition to the assassination of scorpions and the concealment of bats, more importantly, the power of lions.
It's slow to say, but everything was just between lightning and flint. The fiery long hair hit the manticore's back without any fancy, leaving only three small black spots on the hardened fur.
"Ouch--!"
The manticore lowered its head, inhaled and let out an excited roar. The enemy in front of it was very strong, but it was just within the range of its acceptance.
It is a monster that continues to grow in battle, so there is nothing more exciting for it than an evenly matched opponent.
"It is indeed a magical beast that has survived from ancient times." Ziquan smiled, ruffled his hair, and glanced at Lan Che.
Lan Che indifferently protected the paper clothes behind him, without any intention of taking action.
Among them, there are probably enemies who are not worthy of her attack, and there are also those who indicate this based on your performance.
Zi Quan understood in his heart, and then waited for the manticore to take action.
She and her opponent are of similar levels. Although taking the first move means an advantage, it also means a vulnerability.
The manticore's defense is powerful, and its tail can attack holes from almost any angle. Its poison can instantly paralyze powerful monsters of the same level as it. Therefore, when fighting a manticore, it is often a wiser choice to wait for the work.
Unless you have strength that far exceeds it, or excellent long-range attack capabilities.
Ziquan tried to give it a long shot, but found that it was of no use.
Manticore does not have much complex thinking. It has high intelligence, but does not have logical dialectics.
There are three enemies in front of him, the weakest is protected by the most terrifying, and the one who seems to be the strongest is in front of him, run away or fight, this simple multiple choice question is not unfamiliar to him.
It seemed to be tentatively walking slowly towards Ziquan, who also held a sword and stared into its eyes until it came to the place three feet away from Ziquan.
The manticore was about to pounce, but at that moment it turned around and walked away into the distance.
Zi Quan did not relax at all, and Lan Che said lightly from a distance: "Scorpion Tail."
The Manticore does not understand human language, so its fighting is entirely based on instinct.
Compared with magic attributes, Manticore's strength lies in its resistance to magic, physical resistance, strength and agility bonus and its flying ability.
Therefore, Manticore relies more on its physical ability in battle.
Lan Che seemed to understand this point more clearly than Zi Quan. When Zi Quan was on full alert, she directly stated the key points that needed to be guarded against.
At this time, the manticore has attacked.
Its body has turned around. From the perspective of a hunter with more combat experience, this is also the result of the prey giving up after measuring its strength.
But the moment it slowly turned its body, its long scorpion tail drew an arc.
You can't imagine that its body moves so slowly, but that tail can move so fast.
Like a meteor, the scorpion sting with a curved hook suddenly stabbed Ziquan.
This is a scene that is very close to absurd. A huge manticore is slowly walking away with its bat wings slightly closed, its steps are stretched, and it seems that all the muscles in its body are relaxed. However, its scorpion tail reached the peak at that moment. At maximum speed, it stabs at the enemy behind it like a javelin.
Who would have thought that such a huge creature could have such an insidious attack method without the experience of fighting against a manticore.
But how many enemies can see this kind of attack and still survive? This is another question mark.
Even though Ziquan was concentrating on it, he didn't expect it to attack so quickly, so he only had time to retract the rapier and block it in front of him.
"clang!"
The quality of the standard weapons provided by the Snow Burial Society is trustworthy. With such a powerful blow, even though Ziquan was knocked back more than a foot and the rapier in his hand bent instantly and then trembled, it did not break after all.
At this moment, Ziquan finally attacked.
This was originally not a suitable offensive opportunity, but in the eyes of the hunter, this was the most suitable offensive opportunity.
Even if you have just blocked the enemy's attack and your breath has not yet been fully adjusted, the enemy is still at the moment of withdrawing its attack and has no time to react.
Not to mention that in order to hide this attack, this manticore not only took the initiative to expose its flaws, but also focused its attention on the scorpion's tail.
If you don't seize this opportunity, there will be no better opportunity.
Ziquan did not draw any runes, she simply poured magic power into the adamantine rapier, and then threw it straight towards the tail of the manticore.
She sheathed her sword to block and was knocked back a foot.
The Manticore finished its attack and was about to turn around and pounce.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Ziquan threw the rapier directly, but the manticore's long tail was only half retracted.
"Stab it!"
The manticore watched the rapier approaching, twisting and turning, but in the end it was a step slower. The rapier bent down to avoid the vital point of its tail, but it stabbed into the bat wing that was originally as strong as steel.
Originally, the thin sword could not penetrate the pair of bat wings, because it was even stronger than the skeleton of a manticore, and was not at the same level as the hardened fur, so the manticore would avoid the vital points and not care about letting the bat wings bear it. attack.
But the results were horrific.
The point where the bat wing and the rapier came into contact instantly emitted a dazzling red spark.
Then melt. The rapier didn't seem to be hindered by anything, and penetrated directly through the bat's wing, heading into the distance, leaving a burning hole the size of a bowl.
The manticore was in pain and roared angrily, shaking the surrounding trees and causing the dead leaves to fall.
This was real severe pain, with fingers connected to the heart, and its wings had countless blood vessels and nerves. This kind of pain directly made it lose its mind.
It decided that at any cost, even if it died here, it would give this human cub who had lost its weapon an unforgettable memory.
However, at this time, a clear and cold voice slowly sounded.
"Affixing the burning will to the long sword is a really sharp and terrifying attack."
"Then take the liberty of letting me end the fight."
Lan Che, who had been standing aside and watching, held a staff and spoke calmly.
"In the name of Lan Che, guide the power of light to ripple in the world."
“May the dirt and shadows stay away, and may the light and justice always remain.”
"I am willing to use my body to judge the creatures in all worlds."
"The guilty become light, the innocent become dust."
"Holy Light Judgment."
Her chanting didn't sound fast, word by word, but it ended extremely quickly.
From the first chatty comment to the last word of the magic name of Holy Light Judgment, in just a few snaps of the fingers, a cross of light was drawn.
The cross of light started to ignite from her body, and then headed towards the broken-winged manticore.
There is no problem with any of this, the only problem is that the attack is light.
Therefore, the speed of the attack is the speed of light.
The manticore roared and wanted to attack Ziquan at all costs. At this time, Lan Che had just uttered the first word.
The manticore flapped its wings habitually and charged towards Ziquan who had lost his weapon. Lan Che said the last character.
Then it was over.
The cross of light is drawn out, and the manticore looks like a small elephant running through the vermilion color.
There was no struggle, no roar, not even fear or anger.
The moment the manticore was hit, it began to burn with pure white flames from the inside out, that is to say.
Every drop of its blood, every bone, every muscle, and every hair is burning at the same time. There is no spread or heating. It burns to the extreme in the first moment, and then sublimates into light in the next moment.
So before you even have time to blink, or even understand what happened in the meantime, the cross of light has dissipated, leaving only a cyan crystal core the size of an egg in place.
Zi Quan stood there in surprise. Although he understood what happened, he still couldn't hide his surprise.
Naturally, she had the backup plan to lose her weapon, and she was not afraid of the manticore's fierce attack after its anger, but she still did not expect that Lan Che, who had shown no signs of taking action before, would take action at this time, and that it would be such an unreasonable ultimate magic. .
The properties of purifying and burning light are fully reflected in this ultimate magic.
"I'm very sorry." Lan Che said apologetically, but in fact he didn't mean to be sorry at all.
"It's not that I don't believe that Sister Ziquan doesn't have the ability to kill it, but it's obviously more suitable and easier for me to do it."
Zi Quan is awe-inspiring—this Lan Che’s purpose is simple and pure.
Kill the enemy, kill the enemy in the easiest way and most invulnerably.
So she didn't attack at the beginning, because even she had to spend some time at that time.
But when the manticore was so angry that he ignored others, she got the best opportunity that should not be wasted.
She has never had the awareness that her opponent is not worthy of her taking action.
So Ziquan did not criticize when he spoke: "The Holy Light Judgment can support it."
Lan Che herself is a fifteenth-level great magician and has just reached the threshold of ultimate magic. However, she casually throws out an ultimate magic that is not even as powerful as the Holy Flame. She is said to be a fifteenth-level magician. No one really believes in the great magician who is harmless to humans and animals.
Just look at how much you consume.
Lan Che naturally understood what Zi Quan meant, but the enemy had been killed. She still had no tendency to switch personalities. Instead, she smiled faintly, her smile as cold as ice exuding black mist: "Lan Che was born different from ordinary people. Plenty of magic.”
"But, it's not a priority."
She still had her playful brown twin ponytails, which seemed to be full of elasticity when they bounced, but when she turned around, there was no softness in her bright green eyes.
She smiled sweetly, but it was obviously extremely sweet, but it made people unable to relax at all.
"Who are you anyway?"
She looked behind her at the herb-gathering girl who hadn't moved a step since the battle began.
"Why did you bring us here?"
Zhiyi backed away, and there was nothing unusual at all. His voice was trembling with a hint of crying: "Sister...Sister, I don't understand what you are saying at all."
Ziquan didn't know what Lan Che had discovered, but after this battle, she finally chose to believe in her companions.
Lan Che smiled slightly and raised a slender fingertip, looking at the girl who kept retreating in front of him.
"I've never liked killing people, but that doesn't mean I can't."
As she spoke, a pure white flame slowly rose from her fingertips.
It is the magic flame, the flame of light.
Of course there is a simpler name.
Holy flame.
The most powerful, complex and most prestigious ultimate light magic has always been the representative of light magic.
Ziquan looked at the holy flames floating out of her fingers and understood something more.
Unlike the lengthy incantation of her previous Holy Light Judgment, her Holy Flame did not contain any incantations.
That is to say, it is silent or even instantaneous.
This means that Lan Che has completely dismantled the magical configuration of the Holy Flame and used it as the basis for her advancement as a great magician.
What kind of talent and power is this, even though Ziquan has received one of the most precious gifts in the world, he can't help but be shocked by it.
This gentle and playful girl who is always kind and smiling, the future head of the third family named Lan, hides a secret that is really unimaginable.
When the holy flame floated out, Lan Che simply curled his fingers without even questioning the next step.
The holy flame shot out like a meteor and headed towards Zhi Yi.
The pure purifying property, the flame of light that decomposes all matter into the original light and water.
However, there is no trace of annihilation.
The holy flame was quietly extinguished in front of Zhiyi, without causing a splash.
Ziquan looked at the girl standing there quietly, the herb-picking girl that she had originally cherished and cared for, but now she had no desire to protect her at all.
On the contrary, the leader of Feiyu Group, who had lost his weapon, relaxed his whole body and opened his hands.
Like facing a powerful enemy.
At the same time, pure blue-white flames rose from the surface of her body outside of the white magic swordsman uniform.
It was a truly blazing flame that could easily melt most metals in the world, but it could not burn her own simple white clothes.
This is the body of origin, the embodiment of the rules of fire, and where she truly relies.
Lan Che seemed to have expected it, as several more white holy flames slowly floated up and circled around her.
It was with her help that Mo Xiaojing had the ability to control the Holy Flame. Now it would be easier for her to do it herself.
This ordinary girl named Zhiyi easily resisted the holy flame without even raising her hand. She shook her head and spoke lightly with a sigh.
"As expected of a student of that academy."
"But Zhiyi really doesn't have any ill intentions."
As she said this, the shadow of the lotus lantern slowly appeared around her, and the green lotus lantern as white as jade enveloped her in it.
"I am Ji Zhiyi, the Lord of Lanyin City, your direct client for this mission."
