Abyss Demon of All Realms

He hurriedly looked around and found that a spaceship with a height of several hundred meters beside him had been squashed to a height of several meters in a short moment. Countless metals and the soldiers inside were squeezed together, making It became a solid iron coffin seeping blood.

Even the flames generated by the explosion were forcibly limited to a certain range, and only the sound was transmitted.

Faced with this situation, he hurriedly ordered the surrounding battleships to retreat.

The attack method is unknown, the attack frequency is unknown, the attack strength is unknown...

It made him frown involuntarily.

On the opposite side of the wizarding world, in the face of their concessions, they did not pursue anything, and dozens of [Althorpe Stars] were still suspended there, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with them.

In fact, most wizards do not understand this, so they are full of question marks.

With their authority, they have no way of knowing what means they used, and how they forced their opponents back in two strokes.

On the contrary, it was an unknown onlooker who was standing on a certain [Althorpe Star] making soy sauce - Olsaka, who saw something.

space and pressure.

These are the two factors he sees.

Unlike the lurker he used to burn with blood flames, the wizards used the power of pressure, an invisible substance, to evenly apply a huge amount of pressure to the target, giving them irresistible damage.

In the face of such an attack, the ability of the worms to draw energy is meaningless, because pressure is not a force that can be drawn by them.

As for the frequency and principle of launching such an attack, he is not very clear.

After all, he is not familiar with the [Star of Alsop]. He can only say that he is just wandering around on it every three days. As for things like spying on intelligence, he didn't do it. After all, why is it a thankless thing?

Looking down at the messy battlefield below, he pouted and thought with a bit of disappointment: 'I don't know if I will have a chance to pick up garbage in the future...'

He is very clear that in this case, since the loss in the true sense has already occurred, the two forces will probably have to move more from now on. Even if there are still opportunities to fight the autumn wind like in the past, it will undoubtedly be much less. .

In the face of the more vigilant two parties, although the target of vigilance was not himself, Orshaga was inevitably implicated.

The chances of picking up souls will undoubtedly be much less!

As the saying goes, if you earn less, you will lose. At this moment, he feels that he is losing blood.

He sighed helplessly and slowly, and said to himself: "I've been a trash guy for decades, I'm afraid it has to end today..."

I feel very sorry in my heart.

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In the command room of a certain [Star of Alsop], a voice sounded: "Lord Hewlett, do you need to occupy the territory they ceded?"

Hewlett replied casually: "No need, just keep the current position, remember to treat those monsters that are not dead, after all, meaningless waste is not advisable."

There is no joy in his expression, because he knows that the loss is not even a drop in the bucket for Jia Ense civilization. The retreat at this moment is just because of caution. If the position is expanded now, it will separate the formation and cause unnecessary trouble. .

'However, the legacy of the Cologne civilization is really useful...'

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 63: New Business

【The Power of Kotial】

That's where that pressure attack comes from.

It originally originated from the strategic weapon [pressure transmission mechanism] of the Cologne civilization. Later, when the Cologne civilization was destroyed, the wizarding world naturally accepted their legacy as a victor.

And a wizard named Kot Yar improved and improved it on the basis of the [Pressure Transmission Mechanism], breaking away from the original shackles, and thus obtained this weapon with a wide range of functions.

Its function is to expand the pressure generated by the object and transmit it to the rest of the object.

This model installed on the [Althorpe Star] can generate physical pressure twenty times the weight of the [Althorpe Star] and transmit it to any area within 1300 kilometers.

And [The Star of Alsop] is a huge sphere made of metal with a diameter of [-] kilometers. Its weight is about [-] times that of solid steel of the same grade. The pressure is applied, and almost all opponents can be solved with the simplest head-to-head hit.

And the space warships of the Jiaense civilization, and even the eroding mechanical insects as weapons, are completely unable to withstand this unexpected purely violent attack. It is far more basic than energy rays or even physical attacks. Crushing their protective layer is as easy as piercing a layer of paper.

After sending a message to the Wizarding World homeland stating that the intensity of the war might be escalating, Hewlett Holtz closed his eyes, stopped interfering in the rest, and began to meditate as before.

He didn't know when the full-scale attack would start, so as one of the main combat forces, he had to be at his peak at all times, and meditation was the best way to adjust.

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The development of the matter is indeed similar to the conjecture reported to the Wizarding Council by Hewlett Holtz.

After a period of investigation and analysis, the fleet of the Gaenser civilization soon made a comeback, and this time it was accompanied by a different kind of intense artillery fire.

The main guns of the battleships continued to roar, and tens of thousands of attacks were fired from their formations every second.

Even a lot of attack methods that have never appeared before were used by them, as if they wanted to find a place for the previous situation.

Saya, who is over 30 years old at the moment, watched the attack across his head without any initial tension on his face. He smiled and said to Char beside him: "It seems that the real thing is going to happen."

In the past 20 years, he has no longer been in charge of managing the recovery of Warcraft, but has entered the front line like Charle.

He knows that this is where promotion is easier than logistical.

It can also provide more experience.

Charle, who is also in his 30s and close to 40 years old, just smiled casually when he heard his words, and said with a nostalgic look: "It's been more than 20 years, and I have spent two-thirds of my life in this place. , I really hope that one day I can find a chance to go home and see my parents, brothers and sisters..."

Although both of them were close to 40 years old, judging from their appearance alone, they were only about 20 years old, and they were even more unusually young among wizards.

Unlike most wizards who are half-human and half-ghost, they are in a period of war and there is a sufficient supply of various materials, so even if some special bloodlines are transplanted, their appearance basically has no inhuman characteristics, and they belong to a very small number. lucky people.

The only thing that puzzled them is that they don't know why they like to eat bamboo, and they eat it as the main food. They also thought about whether there was something wrong with the indescribable boxing practice back then, but The name of that thing is the black and white iron-eating beast boxing method. If you understand it literally, if you have a problem with it, you should also eat metal, so it was removed from the suspect list.

Hearing Char's words, Saya was also silent for a while.

Although as a wizard, he will sooner or later part with his mortal relatives, but at a very young age, he obviously can't be indifferent, and still has a sense of guilt for his parents, which is that he can only watch with his own eyes. The helplessness of their aging is also the shame that they cannot be by their side.

After sighing, Saya said: "I remember that your parents are only in their 60s, and my parents are only about 70 years old. If this war can end earlier, maybe we can spend some more time with them. I have fulfilled my responsibilities as an heir..."

Ordinary humans in the wizarding world have an average life expectancy of about 150 years old. Although their parents are not wizards, with the supply of potions from the two of them, it should not be a problem to live to about [-] years old, so what he said is really reasonable .

But Char knew that it was only the most ideal state, and it was not realistic to really care about it.

This world war was just about to get serious, and it took decades. If it was really going to be over, he felt that it would be normal to fight for another three to five hundred years, and mortals would not be able to survive that long even if they had a supply of potions...

However, he didn't break through the loopholes in Saya's words, he just toasted with him.

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Silent Heart Academy, our handsome Olshaga, has lost his status as a trash man due to the increased attention on both sides of the situation on the battlefield.

There is no longer the sloppy time of picking up for nothing.

At the moment, I am lying in the sea of ​​flowers with my legs crossed, thinking about whether to expand my business scope.

After all, he still has to stay in this world for decades, always looking for something profitable to do.

Although he does not reject or even likes smashing, smashing, looting and burning, it will obviously increase the hatred value, and in this world, he does not have the power to arbitrarily, so he is directly excluded by him.

After making some choices, Olsaka muttered unhappily: "It seems that I still have to use the demon's old skills..."

And what is the devil's work?

After eliminating the beating, smashing, looting, and burning, there are only pitfalls and abductions left...

It was also from this day that the signboard and business scope list of [Devil's Wish Shop] was posted to Huakaikai.

The business scope ranges from providing various casting materials, cherishing meditation methods, to helping customers with beauty and healing, and basically doing anything as long as they can afford the soul.

It seems to make people feel that this store is very rude and informal!

However, Olshaga has no idea of ​​changing, because this road is one of the main entrances and exits to the academy, and there are not many wizards and wizard apprentices.

There will always be some people who are not afraid of death to try. Anyway, Jiang Taigong is fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

All he had to do was squat to see if any fat sheep came to his door for him to slaughter.

Chapter 64: Hart

He raised his head and looked at the signboard above his head and the sea of ​​flowers behind the signboard.

Hart took a slight breath, not knowing whether he should go in or not.

The qualifications of wizards are divided into five levels: 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5. The first level is the best, and the fifth level is the worst.

As an apprentice who has been in the Heart of Silence for nearly a year, he knows very well that with his fifth-level wizard qualifications, he will basically have no chance of being a formal wizard in this life. The stuff that helps people at the bottom.

What stands out is a piece of trash!

Therefore, in the academy, the treatment is slightly better than that of ordinary people without qualifications.

For him who is proud and arrogant, this is really unacceptable!

It was agreed that everyone is the proud son of heaven, why am I just a superfluous one?

Looking at the sign above his head at this moment, he knew very well that it was one of the restricted areas of the Silent Heart Academy, which was called the Sea of ​​Flowers of Death by the outside world.

The existence living inside is one of the strongest guardians of the silent heart. It is said that even the head of the school has nothing to do with him, and his strength is guaranteed to be at the level of a fifth-level wizard.

Although he couldn't understand the concept of a fifth-level wizard, it didn't prevent him from knowing that the other party was definitely more powerful than himself.

Basically, except for the members of the Silent Heart, not even a mouse can get out of it, and even a bird flying in the sky will be forcibly pulled down if the flying height is not high enough.And even the members of Silent Heart basically have to come out half dead after entering. Except for a few extremely powerful mentors, there is no such thing as an intact situation.

Thinking about the vaguely contemptuous eyes of the freshmen in the same period, Hart swallowed his saliva and finally took a step and walked into the sea of ​​flowers.

After stepping in, he didn't feel anything, just like walking into ordinary flowers.

The only difference is that the fragrance is stronger. Compared with the light floral fragrance when standing outside, he feels that the floral fragrance is the only smell inside after being inside.

Sniffing the fragrance in the air, he had a momentary urge to pluck a flower.

But looking at the flowers wrapped in red mist, he still couldn't help feeling uneasy in his heart, thinking that he should not try to kill himself and touch them as little as possible.

Besides, as soon as he walked in, he felt an inexplicable premonition, as if subconsciously knew how to go to meet the owner of this sea of ​​flowers.

It was a very strange feeling, as if something had been stuffed into my head!

He knew in his heart that this was the guardian's method, and at the same time he was slightly relieved, knowing that the sign outside was not a trick, otherwise he should have been lying down.

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In the endless sea of ​​bright red flowers, after advancing for a while, he finally saw something other than flowers, or that thing was still a flower, but that flower was bigger.

That is the appearance of the red flower in this sea of ​​flowers after being magnified thousands of times. It is shaking its body slightly with the breeze.

According to the induction in his heart, Hart knew that the existence he was looking for was on it.

Before he could take the initiative to speak, the huge flower bloomed, and a slender figure who was leaning on the stamen emerged from it:

"What is your purpose here?"

Looking at the other person's golden vertical pupils, Hart felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped, his vision suddenly became blurred, a feeling of dyspnea came to his heart, and even his forehead couldn't help it. I broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing the opponent's scumbag performance, Olshaga slammed her mouth helplessly, and gave zero points to this year's wizard apprentices in her heart, and looked like she was about to faint before even seeing her face clearly. It is indeed the weak chicken among the weak chickens.

In these years of life as a garbage guy, he can pick up thousands of monster souls for nothing every day. Although he has not advanced in the past 25 years, the blood in his body has been transformed twice involuntarily under the strengthening of the system. Some higher-level features emerge,

One of them is that if a weak person looks directly at his appearance, his soul will have an allergic reaction, causing dizziness and other conditions.

Orshaga gave it a relatively simple and easy-to-understand name [The Weak Retreat].

Normally, if he didn't strengthen it specially, then as long as his soul is a little stronger than ordinary people, he should be able to be largely immune to the effects of this state.

Basically, with the strength of a low-level apprentice, you can look directly at his face.

And the slag in front of him was clearly at the same level as ordinary people, not even a lowly apprentice, just seeing his eyes would make him faint.

I have to say, the truth is a piece of trash.

Looking at the opponent who was about to fall to the ground, Orshaka sighed helplessly with her legs crossed.

"No matter how scumbag I am, I'm still my first fat sheep, let's give some face for now..."

So silently turned off his [weak retreat] ability temporarily.

It has to be said that for this purely passive ability, turning it on doesn't require any consumption, but turning it off requires a certain amount of strength to suppress it.

Looking at the other party who looked much more relaxed, Olshaga said calmly:

"Trash, hold your head up, look me in the eyes, and tell me what your wish is!"

Look into Orshaka's eyes.

After some hesitation.