A Sorcerer’s Journey

At the central battlefield, no Abyss Demons have entered yet.

“Oops Blackie, should we go out or not? The King of the Second Generation of Wizards does not give us specific instructions. What does it mean to just let all true spirits rule and guard the Eternal City of Sky? ”

On the edge of the Eternal Sky City, Little Emperor and Devil Doll look out onto the battlefield and still treat themselves with a game-playing attitude, as if they were children who would never grow up.

Boomrong, Boomrong, Boomrong, Boomrong, Boomrong...

The sound of the explosion continues, with the proliferation of bombs, the energy shockwave of weapons of all kinds, the turbulence in time and space of those with a thousand strange abilities, the energy eruption of the true spiritual wizard, and so on, is dazzling.

But in the macroscopic perspective of the Eternal Sky City, it is a vast defense system within the vast void, surrounded by tens of billions or more of difficult abyssal demon dragons and abyssal monsters from all directions, with a space fortress as the dot, and countless legions of demon hunters facing each other, forming the Eternal Sky City protective shield, protecting the Eternal Sky City.

Ka Ka Ka Cha...

The Eternal Sky City has changed almost from time to time. An energy auxiliary gun rises slowly from the surface layer of steel skin, and huge metal cannon tubes extend slowly. During the continuous optimization and adjustment of the internal structure, this metal continent is closer to the morphology of the human body. After splitting the limbs of the hands and feet, it gradually stands from the curling shape.

“Metal old man is far worse than Green, cut, there is no specific area of responsibility anyway, let's just stay here and play. ”

While the Devil Doll doesn't care to respond, the soil is gradually rising in the "bursting”, “clicking” heavy metal friction. As a huge hole gradually emerges, the metal cannon tube with a diameter of 100 meters slowly protrudes, and Xiaodi and Devil Doll simply sit around the edge of this rising cannon tube.

“Okay, hahaha! But look at all the old guys who broke into the coffin. Are we really good like this? It feels a little evil. Otherwise, I'll have an empty fleet to count! ”

Little Emperor muttered, as his little hand lifted, pointing to the vast void ahead.

Under the magical power of infinite micro- and quantum computing technology, two thousand meters long streamlined virtual carriers emerged, filled with metallic intelligent robots, and swooped into the battlefield, but for the great battlefield, it would still be nothing more than a poppy.

As the history of the Third War of Civilizations grew farther away, and the assimilation of new humans and witches became increasingly indivisible to each other, it seemed forgotten that the tiny figure who had brought nightmares to witches in the Third War of Civilizations, calling it the Quantum Light of Huadi, the ancestor of new humankind, was not excessive.

Just as the two little guys were going to cope with the play in the back, inevitably, sex, sex, sex, three barrels of crystal coffins appeared on top of both of them at the same time, and the seal wizard inside was actually the last real wizard, the second ring real wizard, and the Pumirosus split.

Three crystal coffins parked on top of Tinker Bell and the Devil doll, three meters tall and perfectly fit, said Pomerol Hughes, “You two follow me to the front support, there's a pretty tricky guy! ”

“Ah?”

Little Emperor whispered: “Are all three of you enough? You want to add us? And how long does it take for your body to turn on full battle mode? Turn on 100% battle mode early and sweep the battlefield directly. Tell the Tree of the World to bring back other true witches! ”

Kirikura, the Emperor said a lot in one breath, and the Devil Doll unwillingly followed three barrels of crystal coffins into the battlefield.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The fierce abyss magic is far more pure than anywhere else on the battlefield, making people frightening and frightening.

Right here on the battlefield, the King of the Second Generation of Wizards in the Face of Truth stood on the head of the Hope Coffin Super Robot, hooked, hooked, hooked, hooked, hooked, burned the Bear Metal Flame of the Heavenly Tiger, the Mighty Heavenly Destroyer joined forces with three or two barrels of the Pomerosus Crystal Coffin against an unprecedented fearless demonic ancestor, but still in the downwind, shocked and sent a message to the headquarters of the Eternal Sky City.

Just one punch, that one-armed black demon with only 100 meters bombarded the coffin of hope super robot chest, this is comparable to the steel giant chest floating on the continent, the super robot's dead ray was ruthlessly missed, accompanied by the "bombing rumble” explosion, this one-armed fiction centered, the twisted metal cracks “squeak”, “squeak” spreading wildly.

Black-grey dead light swept through distant void battlefields, and the enclosure, whether witch legions or abyss demons, instantly turned into dry powdered matter.

Hopefully the coffin super robot loses its balance "knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock" backwards, half-body distortion is rapidly repairing the healing of the healing Tiger and just healing his trauma shock into the magic, as the “Boom Lung” and “Boom Lung” sounds again, after a few moments, the hegemony Tiger was actually torn in half and thrown out, so it seems that the hegemony sky can never last too long.

“This must be one of the three legendary ancestors of the Abyss World, and only those three ancestors can explain the pain that has such power! ”

The crystal coffin is covered with cracks and the sound of Pomerol Hughes splitting inside is heavy.

This unprecedented and fearsome enemy is also too powerful. There is no other means at all, simply tearing up all enemies with the true body, forming an absolute crushing!

Next to him, the "bang” sound, the second generation of the Wizard's King seized the Book of Destiny and said outrageously: “As a community challenging destiny, it is indeed impossible to impose a curse of destiny. ”

Put away "The Art of Destiny", the second generation of the Wizard King held the truth balance magic wand element instantaneously shifted between: “This one-armed ancestor, with a pure degree of attack of between 5 and 50 million degrees, is simply hard to shake nowadays there is no way that anyone in the wizard world can confront, even the first generation of the Wizard King and the next generation of the Black Witch King will not be able to fight in this regard, if enough time is enough, let it completely smash one small world, I am afraid will never be able to speak! ”

After a pause, the second generation of the Sorcerer's King said: "We can only fight with high temporal sealing! ”

Pounding Pomerol Hughes reacted violently to this, lowering his voice: "Have you ever thought about the consequences of a magical backlash after a failed sealing technique? This hierarchical seal is not a mere magical regurgitation, it is highly likely to cause intense turmoil in the life thickness of the Almighty Soul and division of will. As one of the oldest wizards in the world of wizards, your Almighty Soul is not as abundant as you might imagine! ”