HP Approaches the Magical World

Chapter 552 I Give You Two Choices

The so-called ability to illuminate the path in all directions is nothing but the instinct of the mysterious bird.

What really changed was Jon.

With the loss of light, behind Jon, the power of water in his ribs began to solidify due to the interference of magic, extending inch by inch, forming a pair of unusually large black wings under the interference of rules and miracles.

The miracle of transfiguration, tampered with by the power of the gods, formed a change from the soul.

It's like an angel who fell from the kingdom of light, representing the power of destruction.

"I heard you are strong?"

Just under the dark sky, among the turbulent waves, the black wings carried Jon's body floating above the sea surface. He lowered his head and looked directly at the tyrannical roaring huge shadow below the sea surface. Whether the person on the other side could understand what he said, he just had a grin on his face.

"But you have survived in the deep sea for so long, do you know that the humans on the shore will advance?"

"What a coincidence, I am this kind of human!"

Jon has been in this realm for a long time, and the power brought by the magic net is too great, but Jon has never found that opportunity to advance. All in all, he just doesn't feel it.

But today, under the huge output and surrounded by the traces of the rules, he finally broke through the confinement of himself and directly broke through to the peak level of the [scholar] stage.

As long as he works harder, he might be able to break through to the rank of a great sage before going to "hell".

For his age, this is a very high, very fast achievement. After all, he is only fourteen years old, and he is still very young.

But only Jon himself knows how much he has modified himself and how much training he has done in Helga's world in order to reach this level.

These are not enough for outsiders.

There is no so-called easy achievement in the world, no matter who it is, strength is a very fair standard.

You have to work really hard to look effortless.

It is a very rare and difficult opportunity to exchange one's own time in the real world with an extremely large soul time interspersed experience.

Jon was lucky and took his chance.

But after everything is prepared, this matter will start to burn as if it will happen naturally, and when these things are burned out, after the end, the final crystallization will appear in the ashes.

The soul and the blood are mixed together in the illusory combustion created by the rules this time, and the last shortcomings are eliminated in the fusion, paving the way for the future.

This is the opportunity that Jon has been waiting for, but in this situation, there is no time for him to realize the insights after the breakthrough.

But that's okay.

Fighting is the best way.

Jon stretched out his hand and grabbed the scepter suspended in the air, and the solidified power spread out, condensing the turbulent ocean into a peaceful ice surface.

Although very thin, it is very strong.

very good.

A stable battlefield was thus formed.

Now,

Jon swung his scepter and threw it at the mirage that sealed his shell.

This battle will be decided quickly.

...

That shell was harder than Jon thought.

Because the mirage's body seems to be born from nothingness, it is very difficult to turn from illusion to reality, but difficult things often have better rewards.

The power of the scepter did not break through the shell, but instead drew two deep cracks on the solidified sea surface, and the sea water formed an ice surface to separate the water flow, forming a stable foundation.

The surrounding fog began to condense around the mirage, and the roar of the mirage sounded very low, as if it was the mournful cry of whales in the depths of the ocean. The fog used the magic released by Jon to form tangible tentacles , flying toward Jon in mid-air.

The speed was extremely fast, but Jon didn't care at all at this moment, and even had time to glance at Seshali who was on the periphery of the battlefield-it seemed that she was in good condition and had some strength left.

After all, Jon confines all his power in this space, and the world tree phantom borrowed from Helga has a perfect ability to block the space. The only shortcoming is that Jon doesn't know how long this blockade can last.

He flapped his wings slightly and moved a little distance to the left.

Xuanniao's speed is originally very fast. Although Jon's strength is not particularly strong, his speed seems to be a natural instinct, and he doesn't need much strength.

The air was torn apart by his wings, and the huge airflow swayed away those tentacles of mist, directly flattening the surrounding sea surface.

He suddenly felt the feeling of flying out of his body for the first time.

Assuming he is willing, he can gallop in a certain direction now, and with the blessing of his current state, if he goes all out, the trip for these few days can be completed within an hour.

In front of this speed, the surrounding incomparably vast ocean seemed to become narrower.

Not to mention, it's just such a short distance.

He was like a fighter jet rushing into a group of ordinary planes, descending from the sky, with the power of legendary magic on its wings, shuttled back and forth among countless tentacles, and drew one after another white traces in the dark night.

Wherever it passed, all the tentacles shattered, and then returned to the form of mist.

But that's not Jon's real goal.

He wants to open that shell, so that Seshali can successfully pull out Poseidon's artifact, instead of entangled with this sea monster here.

This time it finally had some success.

Under the frightening speed, Xuanniao's true talent has been displayed. It is almost instinctive to identify the weak parts of the opponent and find the place to attack.

In an instant, it was an attack.

On Jon's spread wings, countless miniature phantoms of the earth scepter appeared out of thin air, and violently sprayed out towards the traces that had been smashed out before.

Speed ​​plus quantity is an absolute fatal blow.

In the next moment, the shell that looked very solid suddenly fell apart, exposing the soft meat inside and the blue artifact.

And the artifact is not particularly stable.

No wonder.

Mirage's power suddenly dropped, probably because the artifact was out of control. With Celie's continuous efforts, the artifact no longer belonged to him.

But Jon didn't give chase.

He floated in the air, using the earth scepter to cast harmful magic, not attacking other places, but specifically hitting the vicinity of the artifact.

Not to mention anything else, as an oriental mythical creature, the power essence of the black bird is born to completely overcome the mirage.

Now his attitude is very clear. If you let go of the artifact, you will be able to leave the battlefield through the channel through which the artifact left. Otherwise, you will be tortured to death here. Jon thinks this choice is not difficult to make.

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