Welcome To the Power Supremacy Empire

It should be said that as long as they are not fools, no magician will choose to arrange a position to meet the enemy in an encounter. It is no different from raising his hands and hitting his neck against the blade of someone else.

"It's not me either. I don't like to do such troublesome things."

After receiving denials from the two continuously, Xia Ming, who had never expected the other party to agree, shrugged. As for the figure in the red robe who had never spoken, let's forget it.

"If that's the case, let's go our own way--"

Scratching the back of his head in distress, Xia Ming said with a smile.

However, the answer to him was three figures that quickly spread to both sides.

boom--!

Just as Xia Ming's voice fell, a huge arm made of earth and rocks broke through the ground from behind the three of them, and opened the huge palm to take a picture.

A blow like a mosquito caused the earth to split cobweb-like slits, and was squeezed into the surrounding air to blow away the dust and gravel beside it, exposing the huge palm that was enough to slap a car.

"You can't let me scream if I don't have the power to bind the chicken."

The exquisite silver-haired boy like a doll still has the distressed expression on his face, as if he regards the violent scene in front of him as a natural landscape, he will be pressed down by the oncoming wind blowing in the back of his head with short shoulder-length hair.

Hidden in the fingertips between the soft hair, the invisible fluorescent thread flashes and disappears.

"Tsk--!"

Relying on her agility, she quickly evaded the blow that could shoot herself into a rotten watermelon, and her more direct-tempered sister slapped her tongue fiercely.

Magicians like to say that if there is no power to bind the chicken, although it is basically true.

"What about removing the illusion, this ghost place was actually created by you, right?"

When Xia Ming heard this, his eyes widened slightly, seeming to be surprised that his little trick was seen through. He chuckled and said dumbly: "I don't like being wronged, can't it be that you guys didn't ventilate you in advance?"

The magician's refreshing eyebrows were raised, as if she was disdainful of Xia Ming's dead duck's mouth. She sighed as if she was thinking of some unbearable past.

While alerting the surrounding attacks that might suddenly appear again, he said casually like a little nostalgic.

"Using the environment and changing the environment were originally one of the key points of fairy tale magic. Was the PLOY the giant of the bridge just now? How did you summon it when there is no river nearby?"

Blinking his eyes, Xia Ming said with a puzzled look: "What are you talking about?"

"Huh? You have a breath similar to that of Alice. Are you not the same person who is related to the first law like her?... Well, or is this a manifestation of another form of law?"

A weird light flashed in Xia Ming's eyes. He tilted his head and answered the wrong question: "Well, it's wrong to ask about this kind of trade secret, but I can tell you that Alice (Youqi) is my sister. "

"Your sister?"

As if seeing something funny, the magician in a state of high alert couldn't help but chuckle.

"Impossible, if that's the case, you can't be a man... No, do you still have a habit of wearing men's clothing? It's a nasty taste."

Xia Ming puffed up her cheeks unhappily and glared at the refreshing and **** figure.

boom--

With a dull sound similar to the one just now, Xia Ming watched as he turned over with a graceful gesture, and escaped the magic enchanter who was flanked by the two huge earth and stone hands protruding from the ground in vain, and snorted.

"It's rude, isn't it okay to become a biscuit obediently?"

"Yes, that guy should become a monkey biscuit—"

The beautiful voice not far away attracted Xia Ming's attention. When he turned his face away, he was greeted by a light blue flame like a phosphorous fire!

On the white and slender green jade finger, a lit lady's cigarette was clamped at some point in time, and the front end of the soot and the flame, falling on the tail of a rune outlined in the void.

Afterwards, the cigarette thrown in mid-air by the magician ignited a light blue flame, and it instantly split into several ghost-like flame **** when it was burned out.

Following the point pointed by the index finger that bounced the ammunition, a few light blue flames instantly shot towards Xia Ming who had just turned his head!

I don't know when the magician who came to Xia Ming's side and not far away smiled when she saw that, she lightly opened her lips and continued: "But I want cake more than biscuits, so you can be a candle."

The fireball, which is like ammunition, is extremely fast. If you can carefully observe and compare it, you will find that it is not faster than the firing speed of modern fully-automatic firearms. What you have to say is only about the same.

However, to take human lives or cause direct harm to people, there is no need to accelerate the ammunition at that level.

What's more, the magician's words are not a joke. If they are hit by those clusters of light blue flame balls, normal people will melt like candles within ten seconds!

Although this is not a deadly attack, to kill humans, as long as it can hit the target and work, even a warm-water boiled frog attack can also pluck the fruits of victory!

"Puff puff--"

However, even if it was a sudden attack from a relatively short distance, this blasting flame bomb, which was far faster than ordinary people's nerve reaction speed, was still resisted by Xia Ming, who had just turned his head and saw the flame bomb in front of him!

It is still a giant hand of earth and stone that broke through the ground in vain.

The cracks are like a giant hand made up of rugged and rolling mountains, like a huge shield rising from the ground, blocking Xia Ming and the flame bomb!

The surrounding air was slammed into the giant hand's forearm by the slightly distorted flame bombs. Accompanied by a few successive extinguishing sounds, it shattered and disappeared into the magician's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk tsk, as expected."

Her own attack that dissipated like fireworks did not shake the magician. After all, it was also a special situation now. If the other party resolved it so well, she would doubt whether the enemy was swindling death.

But then again, attacks like this kind of trick are already at her current limit. Combining strategy and other magic can achieve various attacks, but when it comes to the upper limit of power, that just now is already the limit. One.

This is because she is very familiar with the Rune rune that tends to be used for combat. Otherwise, she might just choose to take a riskier approach and use Gandr to shoot.

In that case, there is no need to say more about the result. The cursing bomb will follow the footsteps of those flame bombs, and she who chooses close combat will probably fly like a rag.

Tsk, so even a crown-level magician would easily fall into an unfavorable situation in such an unprepared encounter.

It is completely unclear what is the use of pulling out such "me" as combat effectiveness.

The magician sighed with some self-pity, it was not that she was not confident in herself, but that she was indeed not suitable for this kind of thing now.

Individuals that can be specifically targeted with inhibitions are not something that a single magician can handle, even at the crown level, not to mention that she doesn't have much equipment at all.

It's not like being surrounded by iron buckets, so don't be too powerless.

The only thing to be thankful for is that her sister, who is very strong in combat with her bare hands, is also here, and she is still on the same front with her for the first time...It is a bit nauseous to think about it.

The magician, who had always been at odds with his sister, couldn't help but cold his face with disgust.

If it weren't for the inexplicable "task", even if the two didn't fight, it would never be possible for the two to work together because of this kind of thing.

As long as they have autonomous intelligence, even if it is a copy, she and her sister will hate each other. This is the hostility engraved in their essence.

The magician can assert so.