Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

The old Lich watched all this with a blank face, because there were too many reversals, he no longer knew what mood to use to deal with it.

Looking at the eight-armed skeleton's extremely easy attack, watching the opponent's terrifying display of strength, the previous images of the opponent falling in embarrassment and absorbing his strength through shaking hands kept flashing in his mind.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Li Cha had said before. When Li Cha said it, he didn't understand it, and he doesn't understand it very well now, but he vaguely felt that it might be more suitable for the current situation.

Richard once said: Energy can neither be created nor disappear out of thin air, it can only be transformed from one form to another, or transferred from one object to another. During this process, the total amount of energy remains constant. changing.

Perhaps the eight-armed skeleton had already used all its strength on the first bone gun, so after throwing it out, it became extremely weak. After that, after absorbing his strength, he was able to control the five bone guns again and beat Ximu violently.

If so, he is actually stronger than the eight-armed skeleton. After all, the eight-armed skeleton's own strength can control a bone gun to attack once. After absorbing his energy, he was able to control the five bone guns to attack multiple times.

According to calculations, his strength should be more than five times that of the eight-armed skeleton.

But why, the stronger he can't beat tin wood, but the eight-armed skeleton can beat tin wood?

The old Lich was thinking hard, while the eight-armed skeleton next to him beat Ximu more and more miserable with five bone guns that pierced continuously.

At first, Ximu yelled angrily, trying to resist, but gradually his tone weakened.

"Damn, you bone frame, I saw you fall with my own eyes, why did you become so bad all of a sudden?"

"Damn, what evil spell did you use, how could you hurt me so badly?"

"Stop, stop for me, or I'll be rude!"

"You... you can actually penetrate my whole body?!"

"Don't...don't attack, I was wrong."

"Ah! Can't I surrender!"

"I surrender, stop fighting!"

Ximu's tone became weaker and weaker. When the eight-armed skeleton pierced his body with a huge five-in-one bone gun,

Some frightened began to try to surrender and beg for mercy.

But the eight-armed skeleton turned a deaf ear to the sound, and continued to attack non-stop, as if it wanted to smash the tin wood into pieces before giving up.

Amidst the chaos, the Lich old man couldn't think anymore, shook his head, and said angrily: "Forget it, don't think about it, don't think about it. Maybe, it's some damn calculation that I didn't expect. I, a lich, can use spells. What's the use of figuring this out?"

At the end, he couldn't help but turned his head to look at the eight-armed skeleton, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Hey, who is that, do you really want to kill it?"

The eight-armed skeleton turned its head to glance at the old Lich, and the golden flames in its eye sockets fluctuated like water ripples. After turning around, with a wave of his hand, the five bone guns mercilessly blasted towards Ximu again.

"Puff puff puff" several times, the bone spear pierced the already riddled trunk of Ximu, which made the dying Ximu utter a few more screams of pain.

"Ah! Ah!"

The old Lich looked at it, touched his nose and stopped talking. Although he didn't figure out why the eight-armed skeleton who was "weaker" than him could beat the stronger tin wood. But he clearly realized that his status in the Garden of Eden may have dropped by one place, so let's talk less.

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the other side.

Garden of Eden, in the independent study.

"Squeak blah blah!"

The piercing siren came in, and it was still echoing.

"Wow woof!"

The golden retriever and rhubarb dog huddled in the corner, barking non-stop towards the door.

"Shushasha..."

Pandora was sitting behind the table, holding a quill, writing vigorously on the papyrus, constantly calculating with her big round eyes open.

I don't know if it's due to the high-speed operation of the brain that needs heat dissipation. The bangs on the head have all been pushed aside, revealing a curved forehead, with drops of crystal sweat hanging on it, slowly sliding down.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Pandora stopped while holding the quill pen, quickly wrote a series of numbers on the papyrus, slapped the table, raised her head and said excitedly: "I figured it out, I figured it out!"

Successfully calculated, the mathematical model of the "improved collective spell puppet" is ready.

Letting out a breath, shaking her head, and shaking off the beads of sweat hanging from her forehead, Pandora put down the quill in her hand and began to sort out the scattered papers on the table. Afterwards, she frowned slightly, and only then did she hear the voice coming from outside. There was an ear-piercing "squeak".

Pandora stopped moving, looked outside the door suddenly, and said in surprise: "Is there an alarm? When did it sound?"

No one answered.

Pandora pursed her lips, turned her head to look at the corner with some annoyance, and reprimanded the golden retriever dog huddled there: "Don't tell me it's been ringing for a long time, why didn't you remind me!"

"Woof! Woah! Woah!"

The Golden Retriever and Rhubarb barked in great grievance, with tears in his eyes, as if to say: Didn't I remind you enough? You have to speak with your conscience, Wang!

"Forget it, I won't tell you for now." Pandora responded after hearing the barking of the golden retriever big yellow dog, "Let's go out and have a look, I hope it's not too late."

After finishing speaking, Pandora easily jumped over the huge desk, slammed open the door, and ran outside.

The scene outside was immediately displayed in her eyes.

I saw the old Lich lying limply on the ground in a very awkward posture. He didn't seem to have been seriously injured, but he was a little out of strength—it was like a negative number that was obviously less than zero, but he was still unconvinced and forced to The square root is imaginary without accident—it becomes an imaginary number.

Next to the old Lich, stood a somewhat familiar eight-armed skeleton. It looked a bit like the one who didn't listen to the old Lich before, and was controlling five bone guns to attack Ximu.

Ximu seemed to have no resistance in a big pit. He was slaughtered by the eight-armed skeleton and kept screaming, but it was certain that he was not dead.

Seeing these, Pandora quickly guessed everything that happened before.

Not surprisingly, it should be Ximu who caused trouble and was discovered by the Lich old man and wanted to stop it. But the Lich old man's strength was a bit weak, he had never fought, but was beaten up by Ximu instead. At this time, the eight-armed skeleton arrived, rescued the old man Lich, and took revenge on Ximu.

"call--"

Pandora let out a breath, and couldn't help saying: "That's great!"

Maybe the voice was a bit loud, but everyone present was aware of it. The old Lich looked over immediately, his face first showed a surprised expression, then turned into grief and anger, and complained loudly: "Hey, little girl, where were you just now? Why? Only now! Do you know that I was almost beaten to death!"

The flames in the eye sockets of the eight-armed skull flickered for a moment, looking towards Pandora, the attack stopped.

Ximu seized the opportunity and shouted with all his strength: "Hey, I surrender, I surrender! Don't hit me, I surrender! That little girl, did you hear me, I surrender, don't attack again!"

Pandora looked at Ximu and didn't answer, but opened and closed her lips slightly, talking to herself. As he got closer, he could vaguely hear: "Great, the tree that caused the trouble has not been killed. If it is not killed, there is still a chance to make a move. So...it's not too late."

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