Holy Light, This Elf is Worth a Hammer

No matter how slim the chance is, you can't give up until the last moment.

Feng Xian's pupils turned into a strange golden color.

"Red, block all this area!"

"All?"

"That's right!"

"Okay!" Chi Hong snapped her fingers softly, and the surrounding land was like plasticine kneaded by a giant, forming an inverted triangle pyramid in a blink of an eye.

"This is a steal..."

Le Ping was amazed at Fengxian's operation, robbing the other party's spoils in front of an exceptionally strong man, this is really not something that ordinary people can do, but this kind of thinking was broken after less than two seconds.

After the pyramid was formed, a giant hand extending from the ground easily grabbed him and the three evil dragons. The three evil dragons with floating characteristics were like toy cars in front of the giant hand. A little resistance was directly slapped into the ground by the backhand, and even Le Yun on the side could not escape the control of the giant hand, and was directly slapped into the soil, and all the creatures close to the pyramid were buried in the blink of an eye In the soil, only a head was exposed for its breathing.

The two who were tied together COS Three Gophers looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

In the pyramid, besides Fengxian and Chihong, Lei Nuannuan and Latina were also released from the ball by Fengxian.

Looking at Magearna, who was only breathing in front of her eyes, both of them showed surprise in their eyes.

"Shards of the soul? I see.. She inherited part of the laws of the soul, but she dared to forcibly use the power of the laws at level [-], which is no different from courting death." Latina shook her head, As ghost-type elves, they have a special sense for souls, so they understood everything when they saw the soul fragments in Magearna's hands.

"Latina transforms the soul fragment in her hand."

"Huh?" Latina froze for a moment, "Transforming souls? You don't mean to forcibly reincarnate these soul fragments into ghost-type elves, do you? Although some ghost-type elves do rely on external forces to reincarnate, but that is all necessary Conditions! First of all, we don’t have a carrier that can carry the soul.”

"Carriers? There aren't many of them!" Feng Xian pointed to the ground under his feet.

"You don't mean to."

"You just need to tell me whether you can or not!" Feng Xian stared straight at Latina in front of him with some bewitching eyes, and the sharp edge made her subconsciously want to avoid it.

"Of course! It's just that this process is irreversible, so don't blame me in the future!" Latina snorted, stretched out her hand and snatched the little soul fragment from Magearna's hand, and held it in her hand. Her soul fragments were taken away, and Magiyana became silent like a machine that had been cut off, and the soul heart on her chest was even darker to the extreme.

Terrible psionic energy surged from Latina's hands, and the originally white soul fragments gradually became chaotic. Under the continuous catalysis of psionic energy, the soul fragments that would collapse and disappear at any time seemed to be eaten ten times. The Quandabuwan became firm and shiny like before, but the color changed from white to purple.

"Okay, what are you going to do next? If this turned embryo doesn't have the original power of the ghost system that I give it, it will dissipate immediately."

The source of the elements, this is something higher than the crystallization of elements, using the power of the source to hang a remnant soul, even if it is only a trivial point, is enough to make outsiders beat their breasts with envy.

"The next step is to use the earth to make a carrier for it."

"You want to turn him into a clay puppet?"

Muppets—golems.

The scale puppets corresponding to golems are elves made by humans using ancient alchemy, and their manufacturing process is extremely complicated, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the test version of Magearna.

Making people out of clay is something that only gods can accomplish!

But it's not completely out of play.

Clay puppets are elves with ground and ghost attributes, and the materials used to make them are not complicated. In fact, there is only one kind, and that is clay.

But if you want to use ordinary clay to make a clay puppet, it's completely idiotic. If you want to carry the soul carrier of the ghost system, the clay used as the body is an orphan obtained through countless repeated experiments!What's more, the germ of this soul is still made of the origin of the ghost system, which is already too advanced in terms of level.

"Ordinary materials can't be controlled, so use another source of power to suppress it! Crimson!"

"No problem, I am willing to do anything for my little Bu, my sister! Isn't it just a source of strength! There are so many sisters!" Chi Hong took the opportunity to get close to Fengxian, and finally turned a little strength from her hands into a clay puppet The appearance of a villain.

"... Big brother, you are my big brother, okay! Do you think alchemy is such a simple thing as sugar + water = sugar water? It is not easy to make it with ordinary materials, let alone the elves made with the original power Now, I don't even know the original magic circle." Lei Nuannuan slapped his head and showed a wry smile.

"Give!"

"What's this?"

"The Alchemy Encyclopedia of Making Clay Dolls you want."

"..." Subconsciously took a scroll that was as tall as a person, Lei Nuannuan suddenly felt a little dazed.

"What's wrong??"

"May I ask what else you don't have, brother?"

"I don't know, it depends on luck."

This is not Feng Xian's nonsense, as early as the turmoil in Dragon City, Feng Xian received the task of the system, and the reward for quelling the turmoil in Dragon City was this volume of alchemy making of clay puppets.

Originally, Feng Xian was still complaining about how this ghost system was getting more and more stingy, but he didn't even want to give a Mega Stone.

As a result, people were waiting for him directly on the fifth floor, and they almost pasted the words Unknown Prophet on their foreheads like Fengxian to show off.

Although this kind of feeling of being calculated by others is not good, but you can't give up these four words are like a special magic spell, driving the grief-stricken Fengxian to change everything.

Of course, Fengxian, who has regained his sobriety, will not say that it is because it is too tempting to reward him later.

Quasi-God Mega Stone Optional Voucher X1.

"This pit is huge, but it's also very sweet."

It's like you know that the card player on the opposite side is playing the worm, but you are willing to step into the hole.

With this volume of guides for making clay puppets, there will be no obstacles in the process of making clay puppets.

Three days in a row passed, and when the post-disaster reconstruction of the Dragon City was started, the pyramid standing in the city finally disappeared like gravel. .

Chapter 759

Probably because of the frequent occurrence of catastrophic events at the level of destroying cities in recent years, the residents of this world have also evolved their tolerance to disasters. When the bombed city walls were still emitting black smoke, the surviving guards in the city And residents have started to rebuild their homes.

It has to be said that the star coin card is the greatest invention of this era, so that when people flee for their lives, they only need to carry a card to carry all their belongings with them.

It doesn't matter if your home is destroyed, most ordinary people in this world are very capable, and with the help of elves, rebuilding a house is not that difficult, it can even be said to be easy, as long as people are still alive, everything can be done Again.

They even joked about the scene when Long Yao was attacked while assisting the guards to clean up the wreckage.

Compared to Long Yao, which destroyed half of the imperial capital, the Dragon City, which had three exceptional level powerhouses participating in the battle, was just blown out of a corner, which is really fun.

Those who survived were glad that they could still face life with a smile, and those who died did not feel any pain. Only those who lived but lost their loved ones suffered the cruel reality.

"In the name of light, please heal the pain of the person in front of you!"

The bishop of Nepal looked a little pale, and pressed his hands in front of a soldier with a penetrating wound in the abdomen. Such a serious injury would probably kill him ten times on Earth, but in a world where superman walks everywhere, as long as the level is high enough High, being stabbed through the stomach can only be regarded as a serious injury rather than a fatal injury.

The team leader of the dragon city was unfortunately injured in the battle with the remaining escaped gene beasts. Fortunately, his physical fitness allowed him to persist and get rescued.

"Your Majesty, if it doesn't work, forget it." The squad leader lying on the stretcher weakly grabbed the hand of the Nepalese bishop, and he shed tears silently with his pale face.

Although he is only a small captain, his knowledge is far beyond that of ordinary civilians. He can see that the magic power of the Nepalese bishop in front of him has been exhausted, and he is enduring the severe mental pain at this moment, desperately squeezing his last bit of strength Treat yourself.

What an admirable and touching dedication.

"No! My God will never abandon anyone, the light will never go out, the light of kindness, please give me strength... Cough cough." Nepal covered his chest with one hand, and spat a few mouthfuls of blood artificially.

The light in his hand flickered on and off, and the team leader who was watching was about to cry.

What an act of kindness!

Nepal thought to himself, in fact, not only his entire church was scattered, but the helping hand on the surface was actually spreading the faith of light, even if 99% of the magic power in his body remained Act like you're about to be drained.

I have to say that their operation is so proficient that they have reached grandma's house, and they vomited several liters of blood, but the magic power is still being squeezed out.

I have to say that this kind of performance that I want to cure this person even if I die outside is really touching, especially in the case of such a catastrophe, three days of non-stop fighting without sleep, Coupled with the great kindness of saving lives, people have changed a lot about this loving country, and this word of mouth is really rising.

Enjoying the praise and admiration of the victims, Nepal can't wait for the strong and stupid people to attack the city every day.

I have to say that they are also quite sad. The more peaceful the world is, the more miserable life will be for these believers in the name of love.

"Forget it, Bishop, you haven't closed your eyes for three days, and I..."

"I can't give up! How can I say give up now! Today I will exchange my three years of life for your safety in this life."

Nepal had an expression of who would go to hell if I didn't, and the faint golden light on his hand began to brighten up again. Of course, he had to spit out two mouthfuls of blood to show his determination!

"That's really unnecessary! In fact, I've already signed up next to you! If you're tired, you can rest, you really don't have to force it! Who the hell, little five, quickly take me to Dr. Zhao's place!"

"okay!"

"Come on, come on, let me make room, please, big sister, please lift your leg, what? Hemiplegia? Then I'll go around if I'm fine."

Looking at the team leader who was carried into the "severely ill area", Nepal suddenly felt some chest tightness, and felt that he was about to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood, and even felt that he should also go to this intensively ill area to lie down for a while.

There is only one healer in this critically ill area, but even this one person's healing efficiency is even more exaggerated than their entire church team combined!

Even that can't be called therapy!

"Miracle doctor Zhao! Please take a look, my captain has a hole in his stomach!"

"It's okay, there is still an empty bed next to you and lie down, and when you feel better, go away consciously."

Feng Xian was sharpening a butcher's knife without even raising his head. With this attitude, nine out of ten people would be beaten to death when they went out.

Listen to what people say?

What this person said and what this person did, how could it be the same as the word "miracle doctor"?

Ke Fengxian said that he was able to, and there were more than 30 medical beds glowing with golden light beside him. He said that the beds were actually made of high-density light elements.The squad leader just lay down somewhere, and the wound on his stomach that hurt so much that he was numb was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I really don't need injections or medicines, just lie there until the disease is cured.

And this healing is all-round. After all, the soldier didn't have any old injuries on his body. The good guy lay down, his whole body was warm and comfortable, and he didn't want to get up at all.

"Genius doctor, I beg you to save my son! My son is still so young, he hasn't had time to start his dream, so he can't just be disabled like this!"

In front of Fengxian was a woman in luxurious clothes, crying almost to the point of tears, and in front of her was a boy about six years old who had fallen into a coma, and other injuries on his body were stable but he was gone. One hand and two legs.

The cross-section of the wound was very sharp, as if it had been cut obliquely by a knife. In fact, the boy's wound was cut by Le Yun's sword. In order to prevent him from bleeding to death, a trainer who helped him The child's hands and feet had to be sealed with mud and then burned to stop the bleeding. With Fengxian's help, although he was saved, he was permanently disabled and lost one arm and two legs. To put it bluntly, it might be better to die .

Especially the pain of breaking hands and burning legs, honestly speaking, let alone a child, I guess it would be difficult for you to replace it with an exceptionally strong person.

"Hey, poor child, whose black heart is it?"

"How many times have I said that it's the Wind Fairy! It's not Black Heart Cotton!"

Cang Lanxing, who also healed the lady's soul on another battlefield, walked over with a gloomy face holding a wind fairy that looked like it was picked out of a coal pile.

"It's almost the same! Who made your wind fairy be a shining black baby?"

"You are jealous!"

"Don't be poor, hurry up and work! There are still many wounded behind."

"Yes, yes, yes." Although it feels bad to be driven by others, Cang Lanxing has to admit that this guy who is the least like a hero has saved the most lives.