Chapter 221: Conjuration
After the symbiote parasitized, Su Ming acquired a good ability, that is, the liquidization of the body, but due to historical problems, the skull modified by X metal still cannot be deformed.
The symbiote combined his whole body cells, allowing it to be stretched or deformed to a large extent, but the X metal was a little beyond its range, and Su Ming could only control the metal to cooperate with it.
Fortunately, the brain is strong enough, and multi-line operation is not a problem.
After peeping at the battlefield, he changed into a pool of black liquid, which looked like a pile of ashes mixed with water from afar, with a head on it.
But this is enough. Who would notice a pool of liquid and a head in the battlefield?
"Hide well. After the war, you will protect yourself first. I will launch a sneak attack on a key position on the left wing of the battlefield. After that, there will be spiritual magic linking to you, just follow the command."
Su Ming's head on the ground rotated 180 degrees, and he raised his head to confess to the doctor.
Holloway licked his lips, squeezed the guns, nodded with a weird expression, and talked to the human head, which felt awkward.
And the magical floating cloak seems to be very lost, even floating seems weak, lost, as a supreme magic weapon, actually lost to an alien monster...
"Help me take care of my uniform, I'm leaving."
The weapon can only carry the owl dagger, and the godslayer has the power of the **** of fire, which emits energy all the time, and it is inevitable to be sensed by these wizards when the distance is close.
As long as X metal is not activated by the mind, there is no energy dissipation, but the sword of night is big and sharp, and it cannot be hidden.
The symbiote brought Su Ming and swam against the ground. Seen from above, it was a normal scorched corpse, but if you look from below, you can find countless small tentacles growing under the ashes, which are as fast as centipedes. To move forward.
Symbiosis is embodied in a part of the body, and Su Ming decides any action. Whenever the super brain feels that someone is about to look over, he will stop and remain motionless.
I am a little stone...
So the mages only saw an unburnt head in the ashes, and there was no point in paying attention to a corpse during the battle. There are some such corpses around that lightning and fire magic can achieve this effect.
So they quickly forget about it.
Su Ming just stopped and went, slipping from the place where the crowd was not paying attention to not far behind Ji Bo.
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"Druid, you are not my opponent. Now, do you have a severe heartache?" Jibo stretched out his tongue and licked his nose. The side effects of black magic made his tongue look like a lizard.
While talking to disintegrate the opponent's will, he made another spell with the druid. The druid used the red fan magic to take over the magic black knife in Jibo's hand.
But as Jibo said, the cost of overcasting has already begun to manifest on the druid, although it is not the heart but the brain that hurts.
It seems that the phase worm is starting to eat his will.
There is no way. Before, the druid had to use several phase magic to avoid attacks, and it was like dropping bait in a fish pond.
Phase Worm is a dangerous mana virus that exists in a magical dimension that ordinary people cannot see.
They will be attracted by certain magic, and thus entangle the users of magic, in order to obtain more phase energy, which is their favorite food.
Now the druid clearly feels that his mental power is being drawn, but he has no chance to open his eyes or his soul to clear these bugs.
The battle between the masters always hides the danger, if you are not careful, you will lose all the games.
"Leave, Jibo, before you make a big mistake."
"Hehehe...My new teacher doesn't think so, Gu Yi is not her opponent, you are all dead."
Gibbo laughed a few times, and slashed at the druid. The druid had a magic shield in his hand, which was able to block it, but the power of black magic was still acting on him, making him kick He staggered back several steps.
"Dead!" Seeing that the druid's defense failed and the flaws were exposed, Jibo immediately pinched a series of seals in his empty hand, and the curse in his heart quickly said silently: "In the name of Exelon's cold tentacles, delay! "
Exelon is the **** of hell, representing procrastination and hindrance. It often appears as a tentacled frost giant. Any magician who intends to hinder others' plans and actions can easily borrow its power.
Of course, this is black magic. Once borrowed a little, it will be refunded ten times, and the cost of its casting is often related to an involuntary journey to hell. The soul of the person who pays the price will be sucked out of the body, and together with Exelon, spend a long time together in its magical realm that is almost time stagnant...
If the soul is fortunate enough to go through the almost endless years and return to the body, it will often lose the ability to recognize the world, and will only talk crazy every day. The mages call this situation ‘idiotic’.
Jibo seems to have prepared enough sacrifices a long time ago. He does not hesitate to release black magic with huge side effects, but it is difficult for the druid to deal with it. This level of magic must also be offset by the same level. However, he has to bear the price himself.
is like playing cards, now he has only a few single cards in his hand, and Jibo has just thrown a straight flush.
Now the two supreme mages are fighting hard, the space is turbulent everywhere, and other people can't use space magic, it's almost a dead end.
And the phase magic can't be used, otherwise he will be overwhelmed by the phase worm and pass out.
So now, once the sluggish magic works on him, Jibo will definitely use Domam's black knife to give himself a shot, which is almost mortal.
So the Druid decided to bid again. He also wanted to use a black magic. White magic is mostly auxiliary magic, which is of limited use in battle.
Kama Taj does have a lot of black magic, and many people who master it but don't use it frequently. Gu Yi doesn't advocate the use of the power of the devil, and always emphasizes the risk of using black magic.
But now, the Druid has no other choice. As for paying the bill, that's a problem for the future, so let's pass the current level first.
"In the name of Faratel's energetic breath, atomized." He chanted a spell in his heart, and quietly formed a seal on the back of his hand.
Faratel is one of the eight ancient evil gods. It looks like an indescribable giant snake monster, which controls all magical powers related to water.
It’s not very clear-headed, so occasionally stealing some of its power will not be discovered, such as changing a few glasses of water or taking a bath. It doesn’t need to be paid if it’s not discovered.
But transforming oneself into a water vapor form to be immune to attacks, and creating fog around to hide the figure, this is a high-level spell, which directly communicates with the demon god's body to gain power, and it is impossible not to be noticed.
Then in the future, once it suddenly remembered to ask for a debt, the druid's body will have a lot of extra-plane fluid out of thin air, soak his internal organs to rot, and use the melted flesh as a sacrifice.
The flesh and blood of the magician tastes very good. It contains magical energy and abundant soul, and often has other dimensions of alternative flavors. The demon gods like to eat a little when they are free, just like some popcorn when watching a movie~ www.NovelMTL.com~ But the druid can't take care of that much, his eyes are fixed on the green light coming from oncoming.
The power of the Heretic God responds to the power of the Demon God. This magic is even better. The sluggish magic passed through the druid's hazy body, only taking away some water vapor.
Jibo showed a mocking smile. In his opinion, Kama Taj's people are too hypocritical, and they always oppose black magic, and they have learned a lot.
"Good response, but how many times can you cast spells? Hahaha...Speaking of which, I still remember a few white magics." The seal in Jibo's hand changed again, the thumb pinched the ring finger, and the other three fingers stood up. , This is the handprint on behalf of Emperor Wei Shan, silently reading: "In the holy name of Hoggs, pass on."
Wei Shandi is the **** of magic in the trinity. The appearance of the saints in front of people is usually the image of three huge heads, one man, one woman and one tiger, and Hoggs is the tiger's head.
Black Mage can also borrow the power of Emperor Weishan, as long as the handprints and spells are correct, and the mental power is transferred accurately, then they don't care who lends the magic power.
The existence of human beings is too small, good and evil or victory or defeat is not worth mentioning in the eyes of gods.
Some black mist formed silk threads and flew out of the sky. There seemed to be a scream in the unknown space, a scream that linked the soul.
Jibo’s magic passed all his previous casting costs to the sacrifices he had prepared long ago, perhaps hundreds of living people, or magic props made from their hearts or brains that they had already taken out.
No one knows exactly how he did it, but the sacrificial ritual has never been a show for people to watch peacefully.
In short, he can cast a lot of black magic now, and the druid's situation is a bit awkward.
