Wonderful trip to another world

"Go!"

Iona clutched her abdomen, she glanced at the masked man in the distance, tried her best to open the space door beside her three, and then shouted.

"Hadi, go! This is an order!"

The masked man watched the three people leave and did not stop him. His steps seemed a bit heavy, and he slowly walked towards Al.

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

After a great battle, the masked man said lightly, and then turned to leave.

"What happened to you just now? Why didn't you dodge that punch?"

Al's voice came from behind.

Chapter Seventy Seven: That mysterious person is...

Hearing Al's words, the masked man also stopped. He did not turn around, but he answered very calmly.

"It's just distracting."

Al was stunned when he heard this answer, looking at each other with a weird look, he was so careless in the battle.

"Are all superhumans such arrogant people?"

"I'm not a superhuman race, I still have things to do, I'm leaving."

The masked man explained, and then immediately disappeared in place, seemingly urgent.

"Not superhuman?"

After hearing the words, Al frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but become curious.

If it's a superhuman race, why don't you admit it? It's not asking the real name.

However, if it is not a superhuman race, why have a strong physical quality comparable to a superhuman race?

Is it really an amplification magic as he said?How far can the augmentation magic reach?

Immediately afterwards, Al suddenly reacted. She hadn't thanked the masked person yet, even if she didn't want others to help, but she had to admit that she had to thank him.

Al looked at the messy venue, and then sighed, hoping to have a chance to meet the person 3 and say thank you.

After that, Al dragged her injured body and left, staggering, and her injuries were not light.

In an alley, a figure in black fell on a wooden box. He threw his mask off, panting for breath.

"Take a break... Al shouldn't be so soon."

This masked man is Belen, his hands are shaking, his face is bloodless, and his magic is extremely lacking.

On the way to the past, there was no time to stop and rest. The magic power in the body had already been consumed by those magic scrolls.

When fighting those three people, there was not much magic left, so I had to fight as hard as I could.

He doesn't have much strength now, so he can stay here for a while.

If he can, he really doesn't want to expose his strength. This is very unnecessary for him, as long as he can live as usual.

And what he said before is indeed true, he is really not a superhuman race, otherwise he would be troubled by magic.

He does rely on augmentation magic to strengthen himself, but it is different from the augmentation magic that others use magic to cover him.

Belen's augmentation magic is to integrate magic into the body, strengthen every bone and nerve, and make it surpass the power that he originally possessed.

He does not have any magic attributes, but he also has his own talent, which is the control of magic!

Regarding magic control alone, someone once commented that Belém is a special case in this world.

Belém can perfectly use the magic power, and can make the original magic power play 200%.

And he also called his different augmentation magic another name.

Amplification rate magic.

This magic can be used by others, but it also has great limitations and hidden dangers.

The limitation lies in the control and deployment of magic power. It is the most difficult thing to integrate into the body and assimilate all the flesh, bones and nerves. It is extremely difficult even for a witch with extraordinary talent.

The hidden danger is that during or after the amplification period, the body will fall into a certain amount of fatigue. With the intensity of the amplification and the time consumed, the greater the burden the body has to bear, and even death by accident.

After an unknown period of time, a drizzle fell from the sky, and the rain fell on Belen's face. He woke up, blinked, stood up with the soreness, supported the wall and left here.

Because the fighting that happened before was too dynamic, the church was already full of people, and Jin, as the lord of the city, was completely unclear.

Did this win or lose?

He thought he had the chance to win, after all, more than the adult was there, but if he had won, the adult should have informed him.

If you lose...

Jin didn't dare to imagine the consequences of that ending. Thinking of this, he was frightened.

On the other side, Belen had already reached the gate of the city, his gaze looked at the small shadow of the commercial vehicle in the distance, he released his hand holding the wall and walked towards it.

If possible, he hopes that he will not make another move, not only for the people around him, but also for himself.

"Why haven't Mr. Belen and Sister Al come back..."

La Tier was hovering beside the commercial vehicle. At this moment, Laia was lying in the commercial vehicle to rest. Seeing Laia's injury, La Tier knew something must have happened.

At this moment, La Tier suddenly noticed a figure from the corner of his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he shouted in surprise.

"Mr. Belen!"

Not far away, Belen was walking slowly, wearing a clean white suit.

"Latier, is Laya back?"

"She is resting in the house now, Mr. Belen, are you okay? Your face looks bad."

La Tier looked at Belem's face, her pale, uh, uh face made her a little worried.

"It's okay, but I was too tired to run when I was looking for Al."

Belen put his hand on Latier's head and rubbed it, trying to reassure Latier.

"Well…"