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Text Chapter 54: Elder Mia, take away your magical powers

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    In the canals of Jerusalem.

    A small sloop was sailing slowly, and colorful beams of light rose from the back deck of the ship and shot into the air.

    With the dim lights on both sides of the river, one could barely see a huge dragon flying around in mid-air. The bat wings flapped, and the strong wind brought down countless fallen leaves. Occasionally, it passed through the gaps between more than a dozen magic missiles.  There was a large splash of water on the river surface.

    Wang Ming held up the staff, and colorful light spots were constantly floating on the tip of the Alps. Each one represented a shot of arcane magic. Every one or two seconds, a light spot replenished enough magic power and turned into a ferocious weapon.  The attack spell roared out.

    Multi-process arcane circuit, Alps' ability can only be turned on when the caster reaches the third level. Arcane magic can be cast in multiple circuits at the same time, forming a firepower several times higher than the conventional density.

    For example, originally Wang Ming could only cast a spell once every five seconds. Even with super-magic skills such as instant cast and double cast, he could only use three or four arcane spells, and instant spell casting was extremely mana-consuming.

    But after this function is turned on, Wang Ming can split the original arcane circuit into multiple parts. Originally, this guy could cast one fifth-level spell at a time, but now he can cast five first-level spells at the same time, or three first-level spells, plus  A first-level spell.

    Unlike the spell control ability of the spell controller, this function does not consume additional magic points at all, and it can also squeeze the spellcasting ability of Alps.

    Don¡¯t forget, Alps is considered a caster exactly like the holder.

    In the hands of a first-level mage, the Alps is just a magic battery with a large capacity. In the hands of a second-level mage, the Alps is a weapon that doubles its own firepower.

    When Wang Ming¡¯s mage level rose to the third level, Alps revealed the true face of the artifact.

    Although the attack power of a fifth-level spell is far better than five first-level spells, the high consumption and difficulty of controlling the fifth-level spell are not suitable as the main output method.

    Since a bunch of arcane missiles can knock the shit out of your opponent, why go through the trouble of casting a power word spell? Death?

    But Wang Ming's situation is not optimistic. Although after getting the artifact, he is like a bull in estrus with chicken blood. Every second, a first-level spell flies into the sky accompanied by a dozen zero-level tricks, but Yalong can always avoid most of them.  Even if the spell occasionally hits, it is difficult to penetrate the magic defense of the dragon.

    Although Long Aotian's side was afraid of Wang Ming's firepower and did not dare to get too close, every half minute the Yalong would pass over the cruise ship under Long Aotian's control, spraying out a ball of flames, plus a wave of  Arrows of searing rays.

    Wang Ming's situation is not optimistic. Although the shield spell and mage armor are fully activated, and he even uses the pious shield stored in the Alps, he can barely stabilize his front.

    "Toliya, help quickly!"

    In the midst of his busy schedule, Wang Ming suddenly remembered that he was not alone, but he soon saw that Tolia had already hid in the cabin under the command of Lilith with a pious shield.

    "Damn, that's too heartless! After all, we are companions who have lived and died together!"

    Lilith¡¯s unclear voice came from the cabin: ¡°You must solve your own troubles yourself, don¡¯t try to drag us into the water.¡±

    There was a sound of chewing after that.

    "Yes, yes, you have to take responsibility for your actions, Mia Wow, the sausage is delicious."

    ¡­Watching me working exhaustingly on the deck, you are eating midnight snacks in the bottom cabin, right?

    "Humiliation, anger, unwillingness, fear, jealousythese emotions are starting to run rampant, right? Then let's run rampant again! Awaken! The violent blood!"

    A long time ago, Wang Ming practiced something called Crazy Fighting Qi. As a gift from Crazy Fighting Qi, Wang Ming got a chance to be violent once a day.

    Squeezing out all the potential in the body, and then overdrawing the physical strength for a few hours, violent blood rushed to all parts of the body under the squeeze of the heart.

    "Ahhhhhhh! I'm going to go crazy!"

    His eyes were bloodshot and red, and the boiling blood in the interlaced blood filaments activated all the abilities of the visual cells. All the scenes slowed down in front of Wang Ming. An arrow flew slower and slower in front of his eyes, changing from a galloping horse to a snail, slowly in front of him.  The nose moved forward, and finally hit Yingbai's shield technique with ripples, and was then bounced into the air.

    Wang Ming gently grabbed the spinning and falling arrow, with mad fighting spirit ready to move at his fingertips.

    "I haven't played that game for a long time!"

    Like a torrent bursting from a dike, mad fighting spirit poured into the arrow shaft. The arrow shaft made of hardwood exploded into a handful of sawdust, while the arrowhead made of fine steel and enhanced with arcane magic turned into bright silver.The traces connected from Wang Ming's fingertips to Yalong's ribs.

    As the mad fighting spirit buried in the arrowhead exploded, a palm-sized blood hole suddenly appeared in Yalong's tendons. The wildly vibrating left wing curled up involuntarily, and the unbalanced Yalong staggered to the ground from an altitude of more than 30 meters.  Entered a shop by the river.

    It¡¯s a pity that it¡¯s an alchemy shop.

    Nonsense, have you ever seen any store that exploded into colorful colors as soon as it was hit by a UFO like an alchemy store?

    "You bitch! Take your life!"

    Long Aotian's figure fell from above his head. Wang Ming was stunned. He didn't expect that this creature actually parachuted away in time.

    He stepped hard on the deck, and with the help of the rocking force of the ship, Wang Ming rose into the sky like two kicks. The Death of the Night slammed Long Aotian's giant sword, and a ball of dazzling sparks exploded.

    The two of them were bounced back by the huge recoil. Long Aotian spread out the bat wings behind him and stood proudly in the air, while Wang Ming fell back onto the creaking deck. Although he was buffered by squatting, the huge momentum was still  Let the cruise ship tilt hard.

    "Long Aotian, I'm warning you, don't bother me again!"

    Wang Ming¡¯s eyes were filled with red flames.

    "You bitch, I must kill you!"

    I wanted to make my interests clear to him, but since he wanted to die, Wang Ming had no choice but to comply with his last wish.

    "So, classmate Long Aotian, do you have any last words?"

    "I want you to die!"

    ??Flapping the bat wings with distinct meridians, Long Aotian swooped down, his long hair spread out behind his head.

    Wang Ming jumped up lightly, stretched out his feet to use a cable for strength, climbed on the top of the mast, and circled around the mast, just in time to pass the diving Long Aotian.

    After turning half a circle, Wang Ming was already behind Long Aotian. The Death of the Night burrowed into Long Aotian's vest protected by dragon leather armor like a poisonous snake.

    The giant sword thrust back at an incredible angle, touching the tip of the Night Death God's sword. There was another crisp sound at the intersection. The sparks flying were not only competing for the strength of both parties, but also competing for the enchantment strength of the sword itself.  .

    ¡°Obviously, the God of Death of the Night, who has already stepped into the realm of artifacts, is much stronger than the weapon Long Aotian picked up from the street stall.

    So the Death of the Night just keeps vibrating the gray-black sword body, and the gorgeous dark Gothic-style patterns convey resonant energy.

    " Long Aotian's giant sword lost its tip, and several cracks snaked half a foot from the tip to the hilt.

    "There are still two-thirds of the violent blood left, we must deal with it quickly!"

    Feeling that the boiling blood was cooling down, Wang Ming was a little anxious, so he simply closed the valve on the carotid artery and let the blood rush straight to the brain.

    Since you can¡¯t cast spells in a violent state anyway, you might as well leave the fight to your own instincts.

    Wang Ming's mind came to a standstill as his forehead heated up. His body began to shake rapidly under the guidance of instinct. All the muscle fibers that were not usually used were activated, and the sleeping nerves began to be overloaded by the huge data flow.

    The posture of the body began to adjust slightly, and the perfect stability was based on the fragile balance of clinging to one hand. Even if there was a head-on confrontation with Long Aotian, he would not fall, and the hand holding the sword was delivering the sword in the most efficient posture.  The second sword came out.

    The tendons accumulated enough elasticity during flexion and extension, and the joints were adjusted to the angle most suitable for exerting force. It was also the tip of Death's sword that penetrated the end of a crack.

    The giant sword fell apart under the penetration of the Death of the Night. The sword always adheres to the kitchen knife theory. Only the outermost steel is the best, and the inside is always just ordinary materials.

    The wrist began to rotate, and the Death of the Night thrust forward and rotated along the axis in the giant sword, and countless fragments fell apart from the junction of the two swords.

    In the end, the black sword pierced the hilt embedded with gems, and the explosive force forced Long Aotian to let go of his hand.

    "Broken fencing? You bastard!"

    A long sword was quickly drawn out, and the dense purple-black light made Wang Mingxuan's dilated pupils shrink again.

    There is still half the rage time left.

    The long sword and the Death of the Night collided with each other, and the huge momentum caused Wang Ming to fly back, but his left hand, which fully unleashed his potential, firmly grasped the mast. The thick mast tilted slightly, and the connection between the bottom cabin and the keel groaned.

    But at least Wang Ming is still in the air.

    Just when Wang Ming was about to attack again, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and his intuition told him that there was a deadly unknown existence in his arms.

    Instead, he hooked the mast with his left foot and slowly fell down. Wang Ming used his left hand toHe quickly touched something in his arms.

    Those were three burning fireballs, like hard-boiled eggs, slightly hot to the touch.

    Delayed fireball technique produces explosive fireballs that are delayed for up to half a minute.

    Wang Ming had prepared this thing long before he went berserk, but his instincts didn't have time to inherit his memory.

    Fortunately, there is still a short period of time to throw the fireball.

    The delayed fireball technique has a fatal flaw, that is, in the few seconds before the explosion, if the fireball is disturbed and its fragile internal timer is broken, the fireball will detonate prematurely.

    The probability of detonation is 25%.

    Wang Ming held three in his hand.

    The chance of being safe is 27/64.

    But the fireball turned into white that occupied the entire field of vision in Wang Ming's cold eyes.

    Flames swept half of the sky, and the remaining two fireballs were triggered by the high temperature and exploded together.

    Both figures disappeared into the huge exploding fireball.

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    ps: I had to do my homework the day before yesterday, but the school print shop was closed in the morning

    So I decisively went to the school gate to find a printing shop

    Finally, when I left the school, I turned left and found the first store

    Provide printing servicesbut this is a milk tea shop

    That¡¯s okay

    The name of the store is the Mia Milk Tea I mentioned

    I collapsed on the spot
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