The Endless Shuttle

The female magician with rich combat experience deeply believed that she was looking forward to the desperate expression of that powerful and handsome man when he was killed by herself.

Must be great--

"Well, it did work."

"——!"

The gentle male voice from next to her ears shattered the illusion of the female magician. Cold sweat seeped from her back, soaking her clothes in an instant.

The sharp pain climbed up her brain along the nerves.

"When the bosses on both sides have the intention to communicate during the battle, the miscellaneous soldiers should not show off their abilities. It will often cost their own lives... Is this your heart?"

"Goo..."

The female magician's eyes widened in pain, and blood foamed from her mouth. The horror of losing her life, the revolving door of life, surged in her mind.

"Oh, so it's the lungs. Sorry, I'll pay attention to one-shot kills next time."

Lopez withdrew his hand, and regretfully pushed the dead female magician, who fell stiffly to the ground.

Including the first three dead members, Barthemero Lorelia's Clone team has been reduced by half in less than two minutes of fighting. The blood on the ground stained the surrounding roads red, and even moving footsteps became viscous.

No matter how high the level of magic is, or how tough the body is tempered, as long as it still belongs to the scope of "human beings" and there is no secret of survival like Aozaki orange, then it is just a fragile mortal. When the proud magic can't cause damage to the enemy, they have become lambs to be slaughtered.

The remaining four magicians finally felt great fear, and they kept retreating towards Lorelia's position, as if only the powerful lord of the clock tower could give them a sense of security.

The man in front of him was abnormal, even more unreasonable than the Dead Apostles.

Lopez wiped his hands with the shreds of his clothes, laughing in the horror of the bloody realm.

"I guess next is Miss Barthelmelo, and you will fight in person?"

"..."

Lorelia didn't reply, her expression was indifferent.

But at some point, a brown pointer-like object appeared in her hand, entwined with a light blue breeze.

It seems that what Luo Pei said is true, and Barthemelo's pride is indeed ready to play by himself.

Lorelia is a relatively rare "wind attribute" among the broad magicians. It is an attack type magic related to air. She said that she is second in the clock tower, and no one dares to say that she is the first. Coupled with the abnormal magic power content of her "Precious Magic Circuit", it is no coincidence that she became the Marshal of Magic at the same level as the second magician "Jewel Man" Zellich.

"—Wind (wind)"

The girl's voice was crisp and clear, and she waved a short whip. She used a small section of magic at will, but it instantly produced the effect of almost a big magic... …

The wind circling this street began to riot.

The wind spirits gathered in front of Lorelia, spinning, and quickly formed a huge air mass. As a result, the remaining four people in front of the girl all suffered more or less painful symptoms of hypoxia.

Even Luo Pei couldn't help raising his brows because of the power contained in the magic.

There are two brushes...

However, purely converging wind is not feasible, girl.

I should work hard on "wind flow" and "cutting" where I can't interfere, otherwise...

"Although the power has been weakened to the point where it can't control a storm of the level of a tornado, it shouldn't be a problem..."

He muttered softly, then held out his hand.

This time, Lorelia could no longer remain silent.

Her magic was firmly in her hands the moment before it was activated. But after Luo Pei stretched out his hand, those docile wind elves immediately showed their ugly faces of rebellion, trying to curry favor with their new masters.

The gathered wind left her front and floated into the hands of the young man opposite.

Lopez gently held the bullet of the wind, weighed it up and down twice, and then directly crushed the wind that spent Lorelia's magic power to summon.

The air became calm again.

"What should Ms. Bathmelo do next? You have no regret medicine now. It is your dereliction of duty to be shot by a pawn. Since you have dereliction of duty, be prepared to bear the corresponding price."

Luo Pei looked at the crowd in front of him jokingly, with a cat-and-mouse mentality.

——You guys did it first, don't blame me for being ruthless.

After the girl experienced temporary surprise, a strange joy flashed in her eyes.

There is no magic wave, not magic.

The opponent can control the wind - this is the only explanation.

Manipulation of weather.

Lorelia narrowed her eyes.

These things that only gods can do, manipulating the power of nature, is the authority of gods that belong exclusively to the root branch.

She can now be sure that the young man in front of her is a man-god who has been revived in this world after such a long time away from the age of gods.

Chapter 27 Carrying the Sun in the Night Sky

The girl with a single ponytail has spent most of her time in combat specialization since she was born, but she still has the basic values ​​of a magician. She knew that Cornelus Aruba's seemingly respectful expression contained misfortune, and she had no good intentions. And the strength of the target is just as she assumed, very strong.

But these are small things.

Barthamelo Loreley only needs to know that the news is true.

If you can capture a living god, the benefits it brings can even be enjoyed by the "Bathermelo House", so what is the lord of the clock tower.

In time, even if the human gods are used in the most efficient way as a breeding machine, allowing the women in the family to give birth to divine children, they will be able to climb to the pinnacle of the inner world comfortably. At that time, the family's feud "White Winged Lord" Tevem Ottenrocher would only turn into fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others.

But these are the benefits brought by the optimal situation. Things have two sides. It is definitely not an easy task to capture a human god - just look at the incomplete corpses of the Clone team's first-class combat magicians on the ground, and you can tell that the opponent is as dangerous as the ancestor of the dead Bozhong, even above them, they are very likely to be wiped out here.

"Sarah, stop the "Spiritual Curse" and use "Fire Magic" to harass. The remaining three, now is the time for you to show your strength, use up every inch of your body strength, and defeat the enemy in front of you! "

The other party is not a great god who can call wind and rain in the Age of Gods, high-intensity anti-magic power, superior physical fitness, and manipulating the weather-if this is the case, there is still a chance.

Lorelia chose to gamble.

She is the proud child of the clock tower. She has climbed to the position of "lord" all the way since she was a child. She is a genius whose strength and age are completely inconsistent.

So, no matter when fate is on her side! She believed it.

It seemed that the captain's confident voice gave the team members strength. Although the remaining four Clone team members were afraid, they were still trying to adjust their breathing and prepare for the next confrontation.