Versatile Mage

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The land of sand bones began to tremble and countless tiny bones trembled into the air.

The entire sand began to fluctuate, as if a carpet had been dragged into one corner, and those who stood on it could not help themselves.

Movan and Asaria looked at each other and wondered if there were any terrible monsters ahead, or if the earth movement of the world itself was unusually still.

The two tried to go backwards, but a rather bizarre force blocked them.

As long as you step back, you will be held there motionless, but no matter how fast you go, you will not be hampered in any way.

“The game seems to have begun, and there is a bit ban here, which is the rule.” Asaria said.

The impossibility of retreating, whether using shadow shadows or the instant movement of space, with their present modification will be bound by such strange forces, which means that only the “man” who created this ash sand can make such a ban!

“It seems that we can only move forward and seem to be moving towards a designated location.” Movan laughed bitterly.

The ash sand is not moving forward evenly, it is more like a horizontal funnel, where all travellers of the ash sand are gathering on an axis while being forced forward.

As more and more people move forward, those who are afraid but have to live with their instincts | desire to obey the will of this earth.

Movan felt helpless watching more and more people around him and having to send him somewhere.

Ever since you got here, it seems like a lot of things can't be explained, especially the kind of restraint that can't be backed down, it seems that no matter what level you are at, how powerful you are, you will be oppressed by this restraint and eventually choose to succumb.

“We have a similar ban on the Temple of Patnon. Didn't you break through, but this coverage can be extended to suppress 10,000 people together, I'm afraid only the Dark King can do it?” Asaria whispered to Movan.

Forbidden, no level difference forbidden.

This is the most powerful Avatar, but the Dark King uses it to make a game.

“Man seems to be divided into three shares.” Asaria continued.

She watched very carefully because she had read a lot of relevant books, knowing that the Dark King was an eccentric reaper, designing a hell section that would lead people one step at a time to despair, and giving some interesting reminders that some people could escape the hell section.

So from the beginning, Asaria said, it's like a game, and travelers who fall in here will go through game levels set by the Dark King in various ways, except that failure doesn't happen again, the soul stays here forever, and victory doesn't necessarily escape, and there may be a more brutal pervert way, and the Dark King always has plenty of time.

“Should be sent to three different places?” Movan guessed so.

To be honest, Movan is more interested in this magical power.

How exactly did the Dark King make it happen according to his will?

For example, the ability to move the whole land of bone sand, and the prohibition that no one can escape, how powerful is the Dark King, like Black Dragon, Sharjah, Sulu, including himself in the demonic system, going to become a mouse like these people around?

Dark King, how strong is it?

Can you create a totally unreasonable space in a normal world like this?

“Movan!! ”

All of a sudden, Asaria pointed to the front loud.

Movan is out of his mind, and when he hears Asaria's shout, he looks forward immediately!

A pulled wheel, 100 stories tall of a skyscraper, pulled up on the ash sand in front!!

Above the reel, dissatisfied with the size of the tooth blade next to another ring, the outermost circle is the bone tooth blade that is so big that it resembles the Big Tree of Sang Tian, the middle is the size of a sword, the innermost resembles the fang claw of some monsters!

With these bone tooth blades, which make up three layers inside and outside the entire reel, Movan sees those in front of him, successively someone is caught in this tooth blade reel, and blood spills out of those tight bone gear blades.

It's a giant juicer, not a fruit, but these travelers who fall into darkness.

Movan couldn't help but suck in a breath.

Just now the wind was still calm, the whole ash sand had nothing, suddenly such a massacre of bones appeared, screaming in my ears, more scared of those other people who were sending there crying!!

“Damn, how can you not perceive the elements.” Movan cursed.

Elements!

No elements here!!

Movan had not noticed before, after all, his body was still a little weak, but in the face of the crisis, his subconscious gathering of magical elements, who knew that the entire sandbone land was an elemental vacuum area.

Without elements, I'm afraid not even a beginner magic can be used.

Movan wanted to destroy that terrible bone blade gear, but now he realizes he's having a hard time doing it.

This Dark King...

He banned the traveler's magic directly!

Forbidden Zone!!

“Movan, we seem to be fine...” Asaria said suddenly.

Movan frowned and immediately looked in the direction Asaria pointed.

Previously, the forcibly forwarded population was divided into three strands, like three parallel roads, which, although moving in one direction, were clearly divided into three streams.

And that bone blade reel, it appears on the leftmost flowing sand lane, and Movan and Asaria are in the middle.

It's about 300 meters apart, but it's just over 300 meters apart so that the person in the middle of this bone sand canal can pass through the edge of the bone blade reel!

That means that two-thirds of the people are safe and sound, and one-third of the people will suffer the terrible death penalty of the wheel!!

……

The bloody smell was so intense that those red fluids penetrated the ash sand that somehow the plasma behind them became brighter and more visible.

Movan turned his head, and if he was himself, in the absence of elemental magic and suppressed oppression, whether he could also die in a bone blade reel where he did not know how many layers were outside.

“Is this what you call the rules of the game??” Movan said in half a day.

“The rules this time seem like luck. ”

It's divided into three strands, no special sort at all, and it's randomly separated.

No one knows which side the Bone Blade Wheel will appear on, which means that at this level of Dark King, the unlucky will die!!

It scares Movan a little later!

So hegemonic, so casual, this reaper just took a third of the traveler's life!!