Versatile Mage

Rich, rich!!

These abandoned pentagrams, even experts like Pear, can only release their thunder through a large chimney furnace.

But these seemingly manic and uncontrollable elemental particles have become its delicacy ever since the tiny mudslides turned into mudslides.

The appetite of the tiny mudslides grew bigger and wider.

It used to eat only soul repairing utensils and some rare energy sources, now the little mud is like a lot of bones growing up all at once, the amount of meal is not to say, a lot of food eating!

Originally, if Movan had gone to the Sun Peak himself, the pentagram that could be collected would have been very limited, and the small mud lozenges would not have eaten at all.

But now the pentagram turns into a mineral vein, and there's a huge national corporation mining the pentagram.

Although the most elegant energy that can be used as a soul repair vessel has been extracted, the entire mine is full of waste, but it is large enough!

It's like an abandoned battery, and maybe these batteries can no longer be supplied with conventional small appliances, which actually store some faint power.

A few discarded batteries don't have much egg use, but dozens and hundreds of tons of discarded batteries can be clustered together to make an absolutely small generator output effect!

The pentagram was exported by the state, the Federation, and supplied many schools with soul-fixing utensils, which were millions of people.

Movan is alone and the waste is a treasure!!

“What are you going to do?” May Pear look at Movan and wait for Movan to perform.

Suck out the residual energy from the waste stone...

With this technology and technology, what processing industry is bad? Do you have to search for gold in garbage?

So Pear wondered what Movan was capable of.

“I suck it all away, all right?” Movant asked deliberately.

They had pale brown soldiers following them all the way, and Movan was really afraid that they would arrest him for stealing State resources.

“No problem, I told them.” Sincerely, Pear said.

Movan nodded and walked toward the scrap yard.

The whole garbage yard is already piled up.

These wastes have dangerous energy and from time to time produce several lightning strokes that cannot be transported without treatment.

The more than fifty carriers seem to return every once in a while, and the slower the waste disposal, the more natural the pile.

Movan jumped up and even in his boots, stepped on those scrap thunderstones and felt a little crisp, which seemed to be a very erratic lightning factor to hide.

Movan doesn't mind a tour of Meng and Zhu Pear. Xiao Mu Xiao is invisible when absorbing energy, then use a little lightning magic, pretend in the practice, just fool the past!

“Let's eat! ”

Xiaomu Xiao has long been unable to hold on, trembling and it spits out the river in his inner world!

Movan jumped so scared, when did the little mud dragon turn into a spitting dragon, the river of nothingness wrapped around this waste stone field, and the disk became a cyclone dragon shape.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at Pear, Meng and the reactions of the soldiers.

Thankfully, they can't see the magic of the little mudslides.

It seems that only this master, who accompanies the soul of the little muddy beard, can witness the spectacular scene of the little muddy beard absorbing energy.

When you absorb the essence of your soul, you can't see it, even if you have a soul gatherer.

Flowing through the river, you can see the whole waste stone yard, and some purple star dots fly up, like fireflies on a summer night are called by something, like dreams following the flow of the river slowly injecting into the mud falls.

Movan stood there and pretended everything was his own.

In fact, he didn't do anything, and Little Muddy was working on his own, and the process didn't need him at all.

It's just that Movan feels that if he doesn't set up a POSS, his hands will look like he's retarded if he doesn't embrace the nature of all things.

May Montgomery and Pear be watched not far away.

Rationally, Movan is already retarded.

Because from their point of view, Movan just stood there, just like that.

If there were any altar, mountain peak, the situation would not be so embarrassing, mainly because Movan stood on a pile of hills equivalent to garbage waste.

Probably for a waste-picker, standing on top is like a Jiangshan Iron Throne or something.

“Done?? ”

Suddenly, Pear saw Movan come down.

Movan was unhappy to hear the tone of Zhu Li.

But it's actually over.

Small mud meal always eats fast.

“Well, it's done.” Movan nodded with a smile on his face.

When a person gets the money to fly in, the first time is definitely not a euphoria.

They tend to bandage themselves first, wait and see, and then suddenly dance their hands and feet in a place where no one is present.

Movan is in this state.

Calm down, calm down, laugh when you get back!

“Thought there was going to be some grand array.” May Pear be somewhat disappointed.

“Congratulations, let's go back. There's a lot of work to be done at the Holy College in Ojos.” Movan said to Zhu Meng.

“Oh, yeah.” Nodded in prayer.

Zhu Li was still confused, and she walked to the waste stone yard.

She felt Movan had failed.

No one can pull up one stop and suck away those agitated thunder impurities unless he's beneath the Magnetic Constellation!

But as she approached that pile of scrap stones, she had noticed something different.

In the past, when she came here, she immediately felt an empty minefield, numbness and pain. If she had metal on her body, she would surely have been electrocuted like a snake bite.

Not this time, the air is exceptionally stable.

Right in front of you is a pile of stones.

There really isn't any more dangerous smell!!

He did it?

Such a big scrap stone yard...

All the dangerous thunder impurities, just for a few minutes it all expired??

May Pear turn her head and look at Movan.

Movan's pace is getting lighter and lighter, and he has the feeling that elementary school students walk out of school on summer vacations.

“Is that how he did it?” Zhu Li was startled and opened his mouth.

Waste is waste, and according to the magical energy of the constant law, all the waste thunderstones contain enough energy to create a tens of kilometres of ten hours of thunder uninterrupted storm climate.

Where did Movan convert this tremendously dangerous thunderous energy to?

Something that can hold such agitated thunder energy!!

How amazing would it be to release, or really absorb quenching…???

“By the way, you said you'd give me a couple of thunder diamonds, don't forget.” Movan remembered something and reminded Pear.

This is a buffet, don't forget to play ice cream ball and lick it home!