Call of the Legion

"You ... you you you you you you ... stop!"

The sluggish Lin Xing finally reacted. The mental strength defeated by Fang Huan did not dissipate, but returned spontaneously to the space of consciousness. This was the first time he encountered such a situation, and it took a long time for a while!

"Ok?"

Fen Huan, who was having fun, suddenly thought of something, and finally raised his eyes to see a little fat man pointing at himself sadly.

Alas, it's not too fat, but the face is a bit round and it feels a bit "rounded" ...

Fang Huan froze, controlled the turning of the muzzle of the giant "tank" that was more than 30 meters high, and pointed at Lin Xing, "This thing, yours?"

Lin Xing stared at the light gun muzzle that almost stuck to his face, and was so frightened that he retracted his fingers and backed away. This muzzle is not a simple decoration. You must know that the tank itself is a bomb!

However, at this time, the light bomb lost its strong light, and it emitted a soft light, and everyone could clearly see the exaggerated tank standing between them.

This picture has to be weird and weird. This kind of weapon that only appeared in modern times suddenly appeared in the game. Although it is known that it looks like a shape, not a real tank, it still makes people feel a strong sense of violation.

Lin Xing's face flashed with grief, incomprehension, and madness, and his gaze finally turned to the distant idyllic boss.

As a result, he found that Muge was frowning, and the wooden stick on his mouth didn't know when he lost it.

Boss can't figure out the situation?

Lin Xing glanced at the exaggerated shape of the tank, his heart was dripping blood. This is obviously a holy light bomb that he condensed out after spending half of his mana value. How can he become someone else in the blink of an eye?

Moreover, the Holy Light Bomb is almost played out in the hands of others, more freewheeling than its own control!

This is the most unacceptable fact of Lin Xing!

"Are you mikata ?!"

Until this time, Lin Xing didn't feel that face a little familiar, and asked a question in a hurry.

"Well, yes, is this skill yours?" Fang Huan curiously looked harmlessly.

Why is this so awkward?

Lin Xing is mad again, the light bomb is clearly in your hands, you don't have to remind me of the fact that my skills have been deprived!

"Yes!" Lin Xing said with a black face.

"Oh, that's you."

Return me? How to return it?

Lin Xinggang was about to ask, and suddenly saw that the center of the muzzle was suddenly lit, it seemed that some force was being awakened!

Lin Xing's pupils shrank, and the subconscious pace stepped to one side, banging--

A holy light bomb flashing with strong light and blinding effect came from the muzzle, passing by with Lin Xing, and eventually hit the ground with a violent explosion. It's still very scary in terms of momentum!

The explosion was heard in Lin Xing's ears, and he was extremely familiar, and he immediately determined that there was something wrong with the bomb!

Normally, the Holy Light bombing power he created can never be so powerful, or even less than one percent of the bomb just now!

With the power of the bomb just now, it may take only about ten to kill yourself!

This is the basis for judging skill power after being deprived of skills, and it has also become the opponent? Is the opponent's intelligence far better than himself?

Do not! impossible!

Lin Xing's intellectual attributes are not top-notch, but it is impossible to differ more than ten times from the incoming person!

And no one has ever told himself that after the skills are deprived, the power also changes adaptively!

Lin Xing looked at the tank in green or black, and found that the huge tank was significantly reduced in size.

"Shrinked so much ?! Is it ..."

Lin Xing seemed to think of something, and his mouth was irresistibly open again, and he was shocked: "How is that possible? How could you ... be able to fuse multiple Holy Light bombs without exploding ?!"

This was the only possibility he thought of!

Yu Fang looked at him in wonder, with a little puzzlement, "Is this difficult?"

Is it difficult? Is it difficult ...?

I beg you to remove the "?"

This time, it wasn't just Lin Xing who was calm, but the expression of Muge was shocked, and he couldn't help whispering, "This guy ... is it the heir of a big brother?"

Fang Huan was somewhat inexplicable. After he won the Holy Light Bomb, he also obtained detailed data of the skills, including damage, quantity, and duration. The first time he noticed that the damage of the Holy Light Bomb was horrific So, try to force the light bombs together.

Under the suppression of his strong mental power, even if he wanted to explode, the holy light bombs were forcibly suppressed by him. In this way, he quietly created several super bombs inside the "tank". The power Soared nearly a hundred times!

But there are also troubles. Whether it is forcibly coupled or when the light bomb explodes, it needs strong mental power to suppress it.

Moreover, Fang Huan was surprised to find that when combining the Holy Light Bomb, it only needs to be suppressed by strong mental power, but it will not consume all the mental power attached to it. The final mental power loss is unexpectedly low, but it requires Continue to use spiritual power to suppress the Holy Light Bomb. In the process, Fang Huan can feel that if there is no “stress”, it seems that the reason for too much mental investment at the same time, but Fang Huan always feels that consumption is more Many are actually unknown forces in the heart.

If your own heart is not enough to support, the entire Holy Light Bomb Group will immediately lose control ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and then burst into explosions!

Fang Huan had this kind of experience for the first time, and for the first time so intuitively felt the role of the heart from outside. At this moment, he also vaguely guessed that there may be a subtle but And intuitive connections.

The reason for this conclusion is that the moment the Holy Light bomb explodes, the mental force wrapped on the bomb also needs to withstand the backlash of the mental force. After being defeated by the bomb's power, it will not be for nothing. The disappearance of the same will also return part of the consciousness space, and the ensuing, there will also be the backlash brought by the collapse of the imprint of spiritual power.

The consequences of mental power back bite are very serious, the external performance is light dizziness, deducting some mental power, and the other is coma and forced offline.

However, this kind of backwash is not inevitable, and the way to avoid it is to use a "line" that cannot be seen by the naked eye, manipulates the mental power, and breaks up the chaotic spiritual power!

At first Fang Huan thought that this line was a wonderful existence extended from his "conscious body", but after thinking about it, he felt that this line should be an extension of the original heart in the outside world!

If the line is not strong enough and stout, then the mental force will return to the space of consciousness violently and chaotically. Only this line is sufficient to support the strength of the backwash of the mental force, and the chaotic and disorderly mental force can be re-aggregated again. Lead them back to the space of consciousness. In this way, the mental power consumed in the entire process is extremely limited. If the line is thick and tough enough, the recovered mental power will be hardly affected, and the recycling rate will be extremely high!

This does not require any skill, almost out of instinct, the thread will self-disintegrate the mental power and return to the space of consciousness!

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