A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

The sky began to press down bit by bit, and this huge invisible pressure instantly made the tiny soul of the demon feel fear.

The dense clouds started out as suspended ice crystals and particles, then solidified into larger water droplets, and then gradually turned into substance. The dense stratus clouds solidified with each downward pressure.

More tiny raindrops fell first, and they seemed to be just the dregs that fell before the sky fell, which in some way underlined the latter's power.

At the same time, the surface of the fluffy cloud like a wool blanket also became tighter, and by the time it reached the top of the golem's head, it had turned into pure water.

It was black water, the surface of a huge water ball thousands of meters in diameter, like a lake falling from the sky.

There are ripples on the lake surface, which are ripples caused by the air blowing under the acceleration of gravity.

The ripples quickly enlarged, and the thousands of meters from the sky to the earth seemed to pass by in just an instant. The lake falling from the sky reached the top of the demon statue in an instant.

The golem no longer had any other thoughts at this time. It curled up its body desperately, trying to make itself as tight as possible and turn into a huge ball of mud.

But it had absorbed too much water before, and the usually soft water seemed to have turned into a fatal barrier at this moment, making it difficult to connect the soil with the soil.

One stream after another, water was squeezed out of the demon statue's body, like a flood, but it was too late. The shadow formed by the falling lake surface shrank sharply, and a gloomy shadow shrouded the demon statue, as if the black gaze of the god of death was locked tightly on it.

The golem only had time to open its eyes, shoot out light and look up.

The next moment, the lake capsized.

Its clay body was destroyed almost instantly, and the water flowed down like a heavy hammer from the sky.

The soil escaped to all directions without any resistance, and then the whole body fell apart instantly, mixed with the water flow, and turned into waves that spread out in circles with the impact.

The surrounding trees were uprooted, and huge flash floods rolled down the hillside and rushed towards the valley.

As for the head, it was destroyed the moment it came into contact with the water. Only a small piece of soil that no one noticed, took steps and ran away like a human being.

This flow of water will rush into Oakland in ten minutes, where it will continue to cause a strange flood, but that is not important anymore.

The strong wind swept Kristine slowly floating above the pool of mud. The accumulated rainwater covered half of the trees. She looked up at the sky. The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

Most of the water vapor in this area has been used up by Christine, and there will be no more cloudy days or thick clouds in a short time.

This is actually a very dangerous thing. Christine needs the help of atmospheric moisture to create thunder and storms. When there is insufficient moisture, it will be difficult for her to release the devastating thunderstorm just now.

But it's worth it to get rid of this golem as soon as possible.

Christine looked back.

However, at this moment, a sense of danger flashed through her heart, and Kristen immediately became alert and flew to high places again.

And the next second, in a place covered by dense forest not far away, a tall light pillar suddenly stood majestically.

……

"To deal with you...well, what do you think of 'Fairy Messenger'?"

Santos held his chin with some difficulty and looked at several parchment notebooks floating in front of him.

Or, it should be called "script".

He raised his head and asked a plant that looked like a pea shooter, but it was a pity that the plant had no intention of listening to Santos and charged up a big pea to shoot out.

"Okay, I'll choose." Santos snapped his fingers, and the peas he sprayed were split in two and streaked across both sides of his body.

"Just goblin messenger. I got this delusional trait from a wizard more than 20 years ago. I haven't used it for a long time."

As he spoke, he slowly put the brown-yellow sheepskin script close to his head. With a pop, the script was inserted in, and then the half that was still exposed was slowly submerged.

At the same time, Santos' original silver eyes gradually became darker. If you look closely, you can see that a series of coherent small pictures began to flash in his eyes.

The arrogant plants did not miss this opportunity. The door of the house behind Santos suddenly turned into a big mouth, stretched out and swallowed him whole.

However, a cluster of flames suddenly ignited at the next moment, and the mouth ignited in an instant, and then turned into flying ashes.

The flames quickly flickered out, and the fear of flames engraved in their instincts caused the surrounding plants to take a step back, while Santos slowly walked out of the flying ashes.

Around him, four creatures that looked like they had four legs and animal heads, but were as translucent as soft gauze, and had long fins like soft koi fish, were floating in the air.

But their colors are different, one is warm red, one is soft blue, one is ethereal green, and the other is heavy yellow.

They flew around Santos' body, leaving a long trail behind them. The red one was the boldest, flying in front of the pea shooter and spitting out a cloud of ashes.

However, as if feeling the rain, the red goblin snorted dissatisfiedly and retreated again.

"Let's meet, that's Salamanda." Santos said with a smile.

"There are Juno, Nymph, and Nord. Unfortunately, it's raining heavily now, and Salamander is not getting used to it."

"But it doesn't matter, the three of them are enough to deal with you."

"Then, go ahead."

As if she had received an order, Juno's weak body quickly flew into the air. Then, a smaller cyclone appeared behind her. Immediately, the air rubbed, and tiny electric lights gradually appeared in the whirlwind.

The plants were facing a formidable enemy. A house in the manor struggled to uproot the tall pillars in front of the door and threw it towards Juno in the air. However, the tiny goblin just moved across it lightly, dividing some areas wherever it went. As fine debris.

Santos waved slightly, and the other two goblins flew out like fish in the sky, bringing up the rain in the air, or controlling the earthquake in the earth.

Those ferocious plants were easily separated one after another, and debris and house debris kept flying, like a light piano music played by the god of death, and the slight resistance of the plants was just an occasional noise.