People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

The scene in front of me really makes people don't know how to describe it in words.

The huge naked female body, with her eyes closed, her expression serene, her hands folded on her chest, her skin shone with a faint golden fluorescent light, seemed to have a sense of sacredness like a virgin.

A steady stream of rats were spewed out by her wriggling orifice, and fell into the group of rats below. Immediately, she put her two paws in front of her, facing the female body, and closed her eyes to "sleep".

The scene is both spectacular and eerie, with a touch of eerie beauty at the same time.

Anna was a little speechless by this scene.

"Just a lunatic!"

"No, compared to her, the lunatic is considered a normal person. The craziest Frankenstein I have ever seen in a book would not use this method to treat his body."

Lothar's face was also full of shock. He had talked with this witch, and the other party's speech was clear, and there were ordinary people's emotions, and he didn't look like a madman who was insane.

Just for an experiment, is it necessary to do this?

What good can she get?
Fringila asked curiously: "This woman belongs to the giant clan? It's really spectacular. It reminds me of the blood bat mistress of the Cappadocia clan."

She looked at it with gusto.

This kind of painting style is ten times more disgusting in the Blood Royal Court.

Anna tried to calm down and explained: "She may be a mixed-race protoss left over from the age of mythology, or she may be a wizard who has been transformed into a human body. But she will never be a giant race. The affinity between giant race and magic power is too low. Might be a wizard."

Lothar frowned and said, "It doesn't matter whether it's a giant or any other species. What's the state of her now? Will she fight back when stimulated?"

Anna shook her head and said: "I don't know, but there is a high probability that she will. It is impossible for her not to leave herself with self-defense means, and judging from the magical aura on this female body, if she is a wizard, she is at least at the legendary level, that is already The top existence in the wizarding world. That's why I don't understand why such a powerful wizard would do this?"

"Who knows."

Summer insects can't talk about ice.

Farmers in the countryside have poor imagination, and the imagined emperor is just carrying a golden pole in the field, using a golden dung fork and a golden spoon, and can eat black bread and broth every day.

What the legendary wizard thinks, no one knows.

Maybe she was simply tired of working, and wanted to play a big one before she died.

Lothar suggested: "Then before she wakes up, let's try to get rid of her with the most powerful attack—is the defense of the legendary wizard strong?"

Wizards have always been a model of attacking more than defense. Even some stronger wizards are likely to suffer hatred if the enemy takes the lead and a set of offensives strikes.

"It's not very defensive.

It’s just that for a wizard, the legendary level is already another scene. If she is still alive, we will never be her opponents—but this is just a legendary body. Maybe we really have a chance. "

Anna was thoughtful, she looked at Eve: "Eve, how much mental power do you have left?"

Eve shook her head.

Although she has dabbled in a wide range of fields, it is precisely because of her dabbled in a wide range of areas that her total spiritual power is at the stage of an ordinary mid-level wizard, slightly stronger than Nishaya.

The previous support, and the subsequent six times of ground operations have exhausted her spiritual power.

But she still has to come in.

Otherwise they won't be able to get out.

Anna stuffed a bottle of "Blue Moon" into her hand.

"This?"

Eve's eyes were full of doubts. She knew better than Lothar the value of this spirit recovery potion. For many wizards, this was a precious existence equivalent to a second life.

"Is it too wasteful for me to use it?"

Anna explained: "If we are in crisis, you will have to rely on your earth movement skills to take us away."

"All right."

Seeing her accepting the potion, Anna looked at Lothar again.

He was urging his subordinates: "Panruo, Flynn, next you are responsible for organizing the defense. If you can't resist it, cover Eve's magic and evacuate."

Banruo nodded slightly, she didn't say anything, but it was this unpretentious silence that gave Lothar great confidence.

Flynn looked at the dense rat swarms around her. She had several large-scale offensive spells, and she was best at clearing up these miscellaneous soldiers. Moreover, blood magic was also good at supporting battles with battles.

The more dead and wounded the enemy is, the more blood will flow, and the consumption of her mental power will be further reduced.

"Celinina, you can find opportunities to make shots by yourself. I trust your fighting instinct."

Celinina raised her head and looked at Lothar. The trust and respect in the eyes of the other party made her feel heavy in her heart. She pursed her lips: "I understand."

After saying this, Lothar looked at Anna: "You first, me first?"

"I'll go first."

"it is good."

Lothar had exactly this intention. The experience he could gain from killing ordinary soldiers, including those rats that had been eliminated before, had been attenuated to a very low level.

If he received the "Source of Plague" tail knife by himself, the experience gained would be very gratifying.

Anna said, and walked forward first.

The swarm of rats that covered the ground were slowly pushed away by a soft wind after she approached. They seemed to be really asleep and did not respond at all.

Following the sound of Anna's low-pitched singing, the unowned magical aura in the air immediately began to wreak havoc like a typhoon suddenly blowing on the calm sea.

At this time, the sleeping rats seemed to really feel the threat, Qi Shushu opened their blood-colored eyes, and looked at Anna.

Anna was fearless, her chanting became more and more urgent, and the masterless aura was controlled by her, turning into a huge azure blue lightsaber.

Its power is extremely restrained, and it seems to be far less powerful than the "Meteor Fire Rain" it once used, but it is extremely lethal to a single target.

This is the Demon-Breaking Blade, and its lethality against wizards is even stronger than the "Demon-Blocking Gold Weapon" used by the worldly people. Can.

The rats exploded like they were going crazy.

They squeaked all around.

The entire mountain wall and the "creep" covering the ground seemed to come to life, forming a surging tide and flooding the crowd.

Furingilla snapped her fingers, and a rain of arrows composed of blood and magic power formed behind her, shooting towards the rats.

A swarm of rats rushed towards the crowd like a tide.

Most of the mice were shot by the rain of arrows before they got close, turning into a ball of dirty blood.

The mice behind them stepped on the dirty blood and ran, only to find that their forelimbs had been melted, and the blood gathered into a small river, flowing happily on the ground, continuing to devour the lives of each mouse.

But Flynn couldn't stop all the rats.

Seeing that the rats were about to pounce on her face, Eve chanted a spell subconsciously, trying to prop up a magic shield, but found that a black door like a mountain gate had appeared in front of her.

Four translucent gates of hell stand in four directions.

As soon as all the mice approached, they lost their lives immediately. Their weak souls were absorbed by the door of hell, and the relief of ghost faces on it wrinkled their faces, looking at this scene with disgust.

The souls of these mice are simply a pile of garbage to it.