Chapter 3844: forever 55

If you have to say it, the Silver Witch (Silveoreress) can be regarded as the supreme mage on this earth, that is, the strongest among the spellcasters.

Although she does not have the chaotic magic that can change the world with her mind in an instant, the power of silver magic is not small, and it is the only one in the DC universe.

Most spellcasters in other parallel worlds use witchcraft, and the source of power is actually reversed, and now it is equivalent to being strangled by the death knell; but her silver-white magic is a power with a very mysterious origin, and it can also Used in conjunction with nuclear weapons, it can be regarded as a kind of magic technology.

Her magic power is strong, but unfortunately there is a problem.

Because she is regarded as the character next door to "tribute", so like the mages on Marvel's side, the more powerful the magic, the longer the spell is required.

The reason why Weishandi's magic is easy to use is that the cost of casting spells is relatively small, and it can also repay debts in installments, and its power is not bad.

On the other hand, the mudra representing Emperor Weishan is well knotted and the incantation is relatively short. The ten fingers of both hands form a small tent-like triangle. It can be said that it is enough to have hands.

But human beings only have ten fingers, and the shape of the holy seal that can be formed is limited. The simple handprints are occupied by the strong among the demon gods, and the weak demon gods often have nothing to remember.

For example, Faltin, her Faltin fire is very small, that is, the degree of burning a stove to cook, but if you want to borrow this fire from her, you need to change the handprint more than ten times in rapid succession to be able to match her.' Password', it's more difficult than playing the rope with yourself.

If you have that skill, you might as well borrow the fire from Surtur or Zum. It is estimated that the meat is half cooked.

That's the way it is. If the mantra is 'call to apply for a loan', then the fingerprint is the 'dialing process', which is indispensable, and sometimes some spellcasting materials are needed, which is probably the 'coin-operated process' of using a public phone.

If the Silver Witch wants to use powerful magic, she also needs to cast spells, and her opponent is a sorceress who uses the power of hell.

The cost of Alberta's spellcasting was charged to Lucifer. How much she used before her death would be settled after she died. Perhaps the former Satan was in a good mood and could just wipe the account.

Besides, with her temperament of being drunk at the moment, she can use the money for food the next day to buy wine today, how can she think about what will happen after her death? That's too far

The death knell assigned her a task, and she naturally stared at the mage opposite. When she saw the opposite cast spell, she threw a big fireball at it. The scientific name should be called Hellfire or something.

With a bottle of wine in her hand, a cigarette in her mouth, and a crooked smile on her face, she didn't look like a serious sorcerer.

But she is capable of fighting, and she is so cool without the cost of casting spells. Magical attacks are thrown around like they don't need money, and most sorcerers can't stand her bombardment.

The level of the silver witch is not bad. She can also use silver light to resolve the fireball attack. Alberta threw a fireball over, and she raised her hand to offset one with the silver light ball, but she wanted to cast the 'big move' before, There was no chance to let it out.

The bad witch is not in a hurry to hit the opponent. After all, it's a misunderstanding. Just drag it. Both parties are spellcasters.

To say that the most stressed on the battlefield is Bobo. He was driven by the death knell and put on the shelves, and he can't even fight if he doesn't want to.

Because the movements around the others were shocking, he didn't even want to get close, and the top of the tall building without walls and ceilings was crumbling at this time, and he had no way to escape.

He had no choice but to take out the Nightblade that Jim had left for him from his pocket, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and confronted the American soldier that everyone had left for him.

"If I say it's all a misunderstanding, we didn't kill the robot head, would you believe it?"

He first tried to see if there was a possibility of a peaceful solution. As a bar owner, he was still very confident in his eloquence.

"Guess I believe it or not?" Jack with a beard and a golden half-face helmet looked at him coldly, the shield in his hand reflecting the sunlight: "You came to ask us to lend a hand to Earth 0, Helped you against Barbatos, provided you with food, but now what have you returned? A murder!"

This soldier who seems to be a modern crusader has a bad temper. His eyes are red. Maybe he was crying for his teammates not long ago. Now he sees the orangutan blocking his way, and he is even more angry. Come.

"Ah, I remember those too, so if you think about it, it's even less possible for us to retaliate. Do you think I'm such a person as an orangutan? By the way, we also have Superman Rabbit, and his character 3 can also be taken to guarantee."

Bobo held his night blade in both hands to prevent the opponent from hitting him to death with a shield, it would be too wrong.

But even if he said that, the American soldier remained unshakable. The strong wind in the sky blew his white burqa, and the cross on his chest was as red and bright as blood. He foamed at the mouth and shouted:

"The counterattackers will peel off the skins of your orangutans and rabbits, and make a pair of leather shoes for each person as a souvenir, and of course, the robot head!"

Don't forget, he's a shield-wielding fighter, so taunt skills are full.

"Hey, even though I want to be a pacifist, the last time I was scolded like this was at a circus, bah bah!" Compared with Superman, Bobo himself is not a particularly good-natured person, he vomited in the palm of his hand. After two mouthfuls of saliva: "Since Death Knell thinks I can beat you, then I'll give it a try. I have to keep this skin to keep warm!"

After all, the orangutan with no martial arts was ignited at all. He mastered the skills of jumping and splitting without a teacher, and raised his sword and greeted the other party.

"Block!"

The American soldier raised his shield, squatted down in a defensive posture, and shouted out his move name.

However, although Bobo is a little weaker, the sword in his hand is the night blade, the magic holy weapon. This is the key to open the Maya dimension, and it is also an artifact that can release flame and dark energy.

Although the soldier's shield is very high-tech and made of good materials, in the face of magical attacks, the American soldier, as a super soldier transformed from an injection by an ordinary person, is exposed to the weakness of lack of magic resistance.

The orangutan jumping didn't actually use much effort, and he didn't have much energy either, but when the blade collided with the shield, the sword automatically exploded into flames, knocking the bearded man back a dozen steps, and two scratches were formed under his feet. Shallow streaks of dust.

Bo Bo, who had been blocked by the chop, landed steadily in a backflip with extraordinary agility, but the American soldier had a nosebleed, which should have been caused by the shock.

"Don't worry, you're all hurt"

A look of surprise flashed across Black Hair's face, Bobo seemed to have figured out something, nodded in surprise with the weapon, and then froze.

He said something he didn't want to fight, but the expression on his face was arrogant. He even kissed the handle of the sword, thanking Jim for his soul.

"Bah, don't think about it!" The American soldier stood up, he wiped the nosebleed from his beard, and put on a defensive posture again: "As long as the revenge of the robot head is not avenged for a day, I will not fall for a day! The counterattack will not fall. Down!"

"Oh." Bobo bit his nails. He was peeking at the progress of Death Knell. In this meeting, the strongest mercenary had already taken out Captain Diversity and the Australian Thor. They seemed to have passed out, and even the young The little beetle woman was also strangled and grasped in her tentacles, her limbs dangling softly. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Face me! You coward! Come on!"

The American warriors knocked on their shields and shouted wildly for battle.

"Well, will it work?" Bobo nodded, he felt that it was better to wait for the death knell to start. It's better to open a bar and not make enemies with people. Maybe after the misunderstanding is resolved, the counter-attackers can go to the Forgotten Bar to drink in the future.

The bearded man didn't want to talk anymore, he took the initiative to charge, and used his shield to head towards the orangutan.

Out of desperation, Bobo had to hit the opponent's shield with his sword again, and once again repelled the warrior like the soul of the previous generation of dark masters.

"Hu, hu, hu" After being knocked out this time, it was a little difficult to get up again, but his willpower still made the American soldier stand up strong. He put the shield in front of his chest and said with difficulty: "Come again! Haven't fallen yet! I could spend a whole day with you!"

The speechless black-haired detective rolled his eyes, looked at the other party like a fool and complained:

"You're so proud of spending a whole day with an orangutan?!"