Versatile Mage

Speaking of this, Zhao Manyan suddenly realized something.

“By the way, that damn monk, he can control the rain!” Zhao Manyan said.

At that time in the eighth mountain gang, Wu Biao was able to gather the rainwater around him to form three layers of protection.

Also as a water magician, Zhao Manyan does not have as strong control as the other party, and Wu Bi's water system ability gives a very strange feeling.

“The black pharmacist made the fountain of madness, and Wu Biao, as a mentor, must have something for Salang to use.” Movan stared at the crystal eyeballs.

Although the crystal pupil is a very narrow image, it can still be seen upstream of the hot river, and Wu continues to diffuse water energy.

He stood there, like a machine that kept making haze, and he could see a bunch of turbid gas rising into the air, almost forming a creeping gray peak!

Is Wu Biao the Rain Man???

Suddenly, Movan remembered another thing.

At the foot of the Budala Palace, I was walking with Muningsnow in broad clear weather, an unprovoked rain fell, and immediately followed by Wu Bi worshipping on the street!

Lhasa rarely rains, if not coincidentally...

Sarang's personal presence to save Wu Biao demonstrates that Wu Biao is an irreplaceable role for anyone in her Black Holy See plan.

Every time a disaster strikes, it rains!

Wu Biao is the Rainman!!

So that's it, so that's it.

The Blue Bat used death to gain the last confidence of the Black Holy See, also with the aim of removing Wu Biao's vigilance against her.

This crystal eyeball is just how important Wu Biao is in Sarang's big plan, and as long as Wu Biao is taken down, Sarang's rainfall plan will no longer be implemented!

“Wu Biao is upstream of Hot River. We can ignore other people's national affairs, but in any case, we have to execute Wu Biao this guy!” Movan clenched his fist.

Whether it be the Blue Bat's sacrifice or Bo's dead soul, be sure to take this Wu Biao.

The lists now in the hands of the Trial Chamber are, in fact, insignificant roles in the Holy See. As long as Sarang is still there, the extradition of the head, the black pharmacist and Wu Kuzhu are still there, the plan of Sarang can still be implemented.

Such raging rains have escalated into emotions that can affect people, which is far more terrifying than demonic attacks.

The rains in Sarang can be replicated constantly, as is the case with a criminal industry, and it is truly difficult to predict how many more such disasters will ensue around the world.

Wu Biao, as a key figure in the criminal industry chain of Sarang, defeated him, and this criminal industry of Sarang was completely killed!

Mulberry had done experiments, and the fountain water was insoluble.

So how does Sarang dissolve the fountain water in the rain, and how does he make sure it pours?

You must rely on such a key figure as Wu Biao!

That's what the Blue Bat is telling Movan, I'm afraid!

“He's really laying down heavy rain, you see.” Zhao Manyan pointed to Crystal Eye Ball Lane.

At this time, Wu Biao continued the practice, and just above his head was a cloud cave, which formed an airflow similar to that of a sky well between him.

In the airflow, a cloudy red spring belt drifts into the cave eye just a little bit, and suddenly collapses in the position of the cave, turning into countless structurally stable water beads, flying into the clouds of the sky.

“Is it the fountain of madness?” Movan asked hastily.

“Yes, it is indeed he who laid the fountain of madness on the clouds. This Wu Biao is most likely a natural soul breed of water magician!” Mulberry said.

Natural soul species!

After arriving at the species of the natural soul, this man could have a disaster wherever he arrived.

Like Qin Yuer, she can't live in the city because her city must be covered with ice and snow all the time, crops can't grow, traffic is paralysed...

Such people are referred to as disaster victims, powerful enough that even the weather is easily under their control.

Qin Yuer can be said to be an ice disaster, then this Wu bitterness is the rainer!

Rainmakers and Sarang have raped each other, and there has been one havoc after another!!!

Movan was completely overwhelmed.

This is Sarang's means.

Black pharmacists to make fountain water.

Extradition was the first to include members of the Holy See and to place a line of sight everywhere.

Waiting for the poppy to mature, waiting for infiltrators to be in place...

Wu Biao appeared and arranged a raging rain that melted the spring water into the storm that he had created, destroying the heavens and the earth.

This is the holocaust of Sarang!!

So Sarang wasn't even a reaper at all, she was using a seemingly brilliant substance and a very simple means.

It's like a magic show.

When you don't know what's inside, you'll never understand how magicians do it, as if they really have some kind of magical power.

But when you know the details, you suddenly realize it, and you don't even think it's great.

Sarang is not a god, she is just a conspirator, very patient and quite cautious in arranging her conspiracy to sin, that's all!

“We can't stop this rebellion, but we can take Wu Biao and stop this rainstorm early!” Movan said heavily.

This time, they can't do anything without it.

And not like a wooden boat in this catastrophic catastrophe, you can't protect yourself...

With the blue bat, an important eye for surveillance, they can inflict a severe blow on the Zahran faction.

Destroy the Holy See and make Sarang's rainfall plan impossible!

……

“Sir, the boss wants us out of here.” Miyamoto Shin said somewhat embarrassingly.

“What superior, I'm not your judge.” Movan said very directly.

“But the new Federation is in a state of chaos, and if you use combat magic here, they will consider you rebels, and in the face of such a war, the power of the individual is too small.” Miyamoto Singh said.

The situation in the country is chaotic, and the hot river to the city of Genro belongs to the belligerent zone of the two regimes. In this case, what rules, what laws, whatever conventions are not working, are not friendly armies or enemies.

Movan and others will have to cross this magical battlefield of smoke if they are to go up the hot river!

That's not on the field, nine players against nine players, but tens of thousands of magicians fighting, it's not about strength anymore!

“You may die on this battlefield at any moment.” Miyamoto said.

With all the smoke now, self-preservation is the most important thing.

Even the Chinese trials are reluctant to plunge their own field teams into this struggle, why are they struggling here for nothing??