Realistic games

Zhang Guangmo's indifferent voice rang in the ears of Master Wangdu, making him subconsciously turn his head to look over, but at this moment a strong light flickered, and a beam of extremely bright golden light shone on the face of Master Wangdu.

His face was burning, his eyes were in severe pain, there was only a paleness between the sky and the earth, and he couldn't see anything, he was blind.

And everyone can feel the chaos of the scattered elements in the environment, a strange feeling, there seems to be a problem with the perception of mental power, and the clear range of perception has narrowed a bit.

Seeing this, Zhang Guangmo walked forward with his staff in hand, and with one step, all his breath was restrained.

Without using any spells, without any spell fluctuations, relying solely on skills, Zhang Guangmo walked without making the slightest noise.

At this time, many viewers were shocked to find that Zhang Guangmo's existence could not be captured by either the perception of the soldiers or the detection of spiritual power. It seemed that only the naked eye could see it, and the mage Wangdu was already blind...

The victory has been decided, and Zhang Guangmo only needs to walk over and lightly stick a stick. In the process, it is only necessary to prevent the ground-washing random bombing by the mages of Wangdu.

However, at this moment, everyone watched Zhang Guangmo move away from the mage of Wangdu, and then released a spell.

A phantom appeared, the phantom was very weak, and only emitted weak spell fluctuations.

After the phantom appeared, it walked towards the mage quietly without making any sound.

Immediately, Zhang Guangmo opened his mouth, but his identity was revealed on Phantom.

The voice from the phantom's mouth was very small, and it seemed to resound in the air after it came out of the phantom's mouth, it was difficult to locate.

Everyone looked at this series of methods in a daze, and there was a little more pity in the eyes of Wangdu's mage.

The phantom approached little by little without making any sound, as if a top assassin was about to assassinate the mage.

And the words in his mouth continued to resound next to the mage in Wangdu, and behind him, moving left and right, unpredictable.

And Zhang Guangmo was more than 100 meters away from the Wangdu mage from the beginning to the end, moving quietly, and at the same time flying one hand, as if he was preparing for something. He was just dancing around.

The phantom gradually approached, and when the phantom took another step forward, the flustered Wangdu mage suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, I've caught you, do you think you can mislead me by covering up the sound of actions, covering up the breath of elements, and diverting the voice of speaking?

Do you think speaking in other directions can lead me to waste spells?Let me tell you, you don't know anything about Master Liuhuan, go to hell! "

Master Wangdu laughed, the phantom moved at high speed, and no matter how he moved, the bleeding eyes of Master Wangdu were fixed on him.

It's locked!

"go to hell!"

In an instant, a storm formed, and countless wind blades turned into the most basic units to form the storm, strangling everything within the range of the storm.

Six-ring range attack spell: tornado storm!

When Master Wangdu held the chance of victory and laughed out of pressure, many audience members looked at him with pity.

And almost at the moment when the tornado storm was cast, a spell model opened, silently, with only weak elemental fluctuations.

Wrapped in silvery white light, Zhang Guangmo instantly appeared behind Wang Dufa, slowly raising the steel rod in his hand.

The mage Wangdu sensed the fluctuation of the spell that was close at hand, and his expression changed suddenly. Before he could cast the spell, the steel staff held high in Zhang Guangmo's hand was wrapped in a dense layer of golden light.

At the same time, a force field opened up on the steel rod.

Soldiers!

Shield shattered.

Snapped!

The steel rod slammed on the neck of Master Wangdu, making a cracking sound.

"Mage Association Zhang Guang Mo Sheng!"

Chapter 343 Raise the lid of my coffin

"Second Elder!"

A group of people rushed up, and Errol stared at Zhang Guangmo, and Mo Lan stepped forward to block Zhang Guangmo and Errol from looking at each other.

"I didn't kill you, I'm letting you, the second elder, take a breath. As for the injuries to your eyes and neck, I don't think it's difficult for you to deal with them, right?

no thanks thanks? "

Errol glanced at Wangdu's sorcerer with a distorted neck. The breath of life was indeed still there. He turned his head to look at Zhang Guangmo and cupped his hands slightly.

"Thank you for your mercy."

After speaking, he walked towards the second elder who fell to the ground expressionlessly.

"Mages who don't play give him healing spells."

The magic light flashed one after another, and after a while, the second elder woke up, looked around, and fainted again, this time he couldn't wake up no matter how he cast the spell.

"Take him back to the association to rest."

The second elder left, Errol looked at the host, who immediately understood.

"Thank you for the wonderful battle brought to us by the two mages just now. The two sides adhere to the spirit of competition first, friendship first... oh no, adhering to the spirit of competition second, friendship first, and still retain a strong spirit on the battlefield. The human touch is very touching... Now the second game begins, and the two masters are in place."

After the host had a long conversation, the chief elder of the Royal Capital Association went directly to the stage and looked at Mo Lan coldly.

Seeing this, Mo Lan turned her head to look at Zhao Hua. At this moment, Zhao Hua was carrying a black coffin that was slightly smaller than the normal size, which was about the same height as Zhao Hua himself. Zhao Hua had to curl up slightly when lying in it.

The surface of the black coffin is made of pure steel. The coffin of fine steel makes people have no doubt about its lethality. Once it is hit, it may be worse than being hit by Zhang Guangmo's staff.

It is also worth mentioning that under the cover of fine steel is a layer of gold-patterned black steel. …

"Zhao Hua, I won't say much more. This situation is probably similar to the situation just now. The spell configuration of the spell slot must be flash, defense, and damage. The specific ratio is not clear. You also watched the battle just now. Just take care of yourself.

come on. "

"Ah."

Zhao Hua entered the stage, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

The first sorcerer just now was really outrageous, but the one he was holding in his hand barely looked like a staff. Although most of the sorcerers couldn't afford it and certainly wouldn't use that outrageous staff, it was still a staff after all, but this one carried a staff. What's the matter with the coffin?

One is weirder than the other, what kind of coffin is there to carry, eh, but, carrying a coffin is quite handsome, especially when people are already handsome.

"Are you carrying a coffin to bury yourself directly later?

And you can move freely with such a heavy coffin, are you a warrior again? "

What!

The audience was shocked in an instant, what the hell are you, a member of the Mage Association, and all of them are fighters?

And Errol of the Royal Capital Association was also shocked. He had some doubts, especially when he thought that Mo Lan was the creator of the mage.

"Could it be that pairing with warriors is the real way for mages to play? I....wrong?"

Just a little confused.

Zhao Hua ignored the others and smiled at the mage.

"It is indeed a fighter, but it is not as good as Elder Zhang just now, and it is only the third rank at present.

Necromancer Zhao Hua, I have met you all! "

"Since you have already registered your name, let's go die!"

Six-ring range attack spell: tornado storm!

In just a split second, the storm covered a 100-meter radius centered on Zhao Hua. The sharp wind blades left deep traces on the ground, and everything within the [-]-meter range would be smashed to pieces.

The Great Elder learned the previous lesson and directly used the six-ring range attack spell to cover the attack, without giving Zhao Hua the slightest chance.

In addition, his two fifth-ring spell slots were all adjusted to range attack spells.

As a mage of the fourth ring, Zhao Hua couldn't resist spells in the range of the sixth ring. The only chance he had was to escape in a flash.

At this moment, the Great Elder had already concentrated his mind, and the five-ring range attack spell and the flashing spell were ready to go. As long as Zhao Hua used the only flashing spell, he would immediately keep up with the output and kill him.

This is what the Great Elder thinks, this is the power of a mage, no skill or combat experience is required, whether you are nimble or slow, if I can't hit you accurately, then I will smash you to death with a range attack.

At the same level, there is no profession that can absorb a complete set of skills of a mage of the same realm, unless it is a mage of the same level and has all memorized defensive spells, only a mage can block a mage.

But Zhao Hua in the tornado has disappeared, leaving only a pitch-black coffin and the exclamation of the surrounding audience.

"Damn it, the slider!"

The Great Elder was silent, recalling that when he cast the spell just now, Zhao Hua pushed open the coffin lid without saying a word, turned around and went in, closed the coffin lid, the whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, without any delay, as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times.

This coffin was actually prepared for himself.

"Huh, so what if you hide in the coffin, then let's break the coffin together."

As soon as the words fell, the hand pressed down, and the coverage of the tornado storm shrank instantly, covering the coffin.

One after another, the cyan wind blades that were condensed into substance fell on the coffin one after another, and knife marks appeared one after another.

The Wind Blade Cut Jin Duanyu formed by the six-ring range attack spell is easy and freehand, even fine steel can't resist it.

However, under the attack of the spell, a layer of shallow knife marks appeared on the surface of the coffin, but none went deep, like scratches on the skin.

The Great Elder frowned, and the wind blade slashed and strangled frantically. The fine steel wrapped on the surface was directly shredded, exposing the gold-patterned black steel, and the wind blade could no longer leave the slightest scratch on it.

Errol and Marquis Morse were shocked when the gold-patterned black steel was exposed.

"Elemental metal!"

The two stood up abruptly and said in unison.

Marquis Morse sat down slowly, expressionless, wondering what he was thinking.

The two of them didn't affect the battle, they just made Mo Lan pay attention a little bit, and the battle continued.

The Great Elder also recognized the elemental metal, and his expression changed slightly.

At this time, the gold-patterned black steel coffin had already rolled many times, but under the deliberate control of the Great Elder, it did not fly very far, firmly within the range of the magic attack.

The gold-patterned black steel box was intact, but the ground was thinned, and a large pit appeared. The gold-patterned black steel box was in the middle of the pit. At this time, the effect of the tornado storm had passed and the spell dissipated.

呲呲呲!

The coffin lid of the gold-patterned black steel was slowly pushed open, and the cold aura inside spread, and permeated the field in an instant, causing all the spiritual power covering the field to be burned, corroded, and withdrawn in an instant.

The Great Elder said inwardly that he was not good, and he was about to cast a spell to blow away the dead air, but before he could do anything, the invisible wolf howl that only existed in the spiritual interface made him stiff, and his mental strength and soul were shocked.

A giant wolf whose whole body was covered with gold-patterned black steel slowly stepped out of the coffin. The size of the coffin when it came out gradually became larger, becoming more than ten meters long. Standing on the field, let People can't breathe, and it screams against the sky.

Chapter 344 Gold-plated!

A giant black-gold wolf stood on the playing field, shining with a metallic luster under the sun.

A mass of undead fire was slowly burning in the wolf's head, and only here was a trace of paleness that belonged to the skeleton.

"This wolf is a fifth-order monster hunted by the evil fire guild, right? I didn't expect it to be revived by Zhao Hua.

Tsk, these bone wolves alone have Tier [-] strength, not to mention Zhao Hua himself. "

"More than that, Zhao Hua spent a large price in exchange for gold-patterned black steel to cover all the bones of this bone wolf's body, and even made knee pads for the joints.

Although it's only a thin layer, but in terms of the hardness of gold-patterned black steel, it can be called adamantine indestructible.

It is said that he also plans to make holes in the bones, and then pour the gold-patterned black steel into it, or use resonance to evenly fuse the gold-patterned black steel and the bones into one.

It's a pity that the former hasn't had time to do it yet, and the latter has no ability to do it, but even so, this skull wolf can still display its fifth-level strength, and it can even be said that in some aspects, the fifth-level monster is not as good as it.

And after the Great Elder on the opposite side threw away the six-ring range spell, as long as Zhao Hua interfered in time and did not give him time to recover, it was basically equivalent to a fifth-ring necromancer, facing a four-ring necromancer plus a high-speed, A fifth-order undead baby with high attack and high defense... Hehehe. "

Zhang Guangmo said slowly, Mo Lan shook his head upon hearing this.

"This sorcerer who went the wrong way is useless. He is like a professional-level sorcerer. He is still limited by the level of spell slots when he reaches the sixth ring. He is equivalent to a low-level sorcerer when he runs out of high-level spell slots.

And as a mage, facing such a big limitation, he didn't want to find a way to solve it. He tried to find other ways, so he deserved to be called a mage. "

Lu Bin smiled when he heard this.

"President, maybe they don't want to, but they just can't find a way."

"Uh, isn't that more useless?"

After Mo Lan finished speaking, Lu Bin subconsciously wanted to say something when he heard the words, but suddenly he remembered that this big guy in front of him created a mage if he wanted a mage, and lifted the restrictions on a mage if he was restricted. It is arrogant for others to say such things. My back hurts, but this guy said...

"Oh, that's fine."

"Ow!"

The bone wolf let out a long howl one after another, and the mental fluctuations hit the mind of the Great Elder like a tidal wave.