Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 430 Creeping
After flying over the Silver King City, they came to the other side of the Wandering City, the Shuguang District.

In addition to the warmer architectural colors, the citizens of the ethnic groups in Shuguang District obviously have a deeper understanding of the word celebration.

Residents on the order side have almost no obstacles to the flight contestants. They are completely intoxicated in the joyful atmosphere of their celebration, and welcome the flight contestants with lively performances from various ethnic groups.

The wine festival in the dwarves area is coming to an end. Those dwarves snoring on the ground in a mess and sound sleep perfectly interpret another post-war world. The wooden wine cups are poured, and the wine is flowing on the ground, like blood.The high temperature in the fire sent the warm smell high into the sky, turning it into smoke of alcohol. Several surviving drunk soldiers waved their hammers with "wounds all over their bodies", fighting against the ghost monster in their vision. Eventually fell down unfortunately.

The bullhorn, which is the charging horn, was used as a funnel by the dwarves. After being beaten by the enemy, the God of Wine, a competent trumpeter would still hold his horn in his mouth even if he fell down, and he could even make a sound.The beards of all the dwarves turned a dirty dark red, lost their usual toughness, and turned into a water-logged rag. Some dwarves with thick hair could be guest boars at this time, because today, the pigs in the dwarf area are all because of Mixed with wine feed drunk.

Beatrice was taking a big breath of the wine-mixed air above, with a cheerful smile on her flushed cheeks.If it weren't for the harshness of the dwarf's howling song, Lyall might have seen Beatrice sing.She originally had that plan, but later found that she could only choose to hum.

"Even Ariana can't sing the dwarf song, someone once mistook the dwarf song for the sound of a brown bear and a wild boar mating, so don't look at me like that!"

Beatrice, annoyed by Lyle's blunt gaze, shook her arm angrily and shook Lyle's brains, giving him a drunken giddiness.

"I understand, I understand!"

The tranquility of the Elf District, the hustle and bustle of the Dwarf District...all of them were caught by Lyle's eyes.

The final sprint stage of the flying competition has arrived. Like Lyle, other contestants who were contaminated with potions and pulled out the tail flames appeared in sight. In the redwood forest of the winged people, the flying streamer startled the gorgeous feathers, unfolding Chase race.

One movement moves the whole body, and the winged people who love to fly form a torrent of colorful feathers. Following these flying contestants, they dance in the air until they reach the border of the redwood forest. They flap their wings and send out a cry of satisfaction nest.

Lyle didn't pay attention to the full-fledged wingmen, because the real competitive part of the flying contest had already begun.

As part of being carried, Lyle also needs to be both defensive and offensive.

Nia turned into fluid and curled up on Beatrice and Lyle, and only stretched out the tentacles to block the attacks of others.The original Tentacle attack of Bailing has now become a burden, but Lyle's curse attack is very effective.

Nia had never been so wronged before. Her previous fighting method was to fully stretch her body and use intimidation as the first attack method.Besides, it was fun, and Nia was quite satisfied with her growing body.

But not this time, because when Nia completely liberated her body and turned into a terrifying tentacle monster, her slender and flat tentacles acted like a parachute to make Beatrice drop suddenly.

Nia was scolded for the first time, and the sad baby hung her body under Lyle's chin, and comforted herself by stroking the stubble that corroded Lyle with her tentacles.

The mysterious eye that hangs at the top of the Wandering City and replaces the sun and the moon is constantly zooming in.

Beatrice returned to the first echelon, competing with a few sporadic outstanding flyers in the final competition. Lyle was hugged in his arms, because this was the position with the least effort. They were climbing and entering the brilliance of the Mysterious Eye .

Almost everyone was going up in parallel, and in the dazzling light like Raymond, Lyle couldn't see the position of the condensed heart.

"Where is it and how do we get it?"

Lyle felt Beatrice's lips against his ears when his vision was completely engulfed in whiteness.

"Remember to look down."

This was the last sound heard, and then Lyall was thrown out.

Lyle was thrown straight into the Eye of the Arcane.

The heat wave composed of magic power offset the high-speed impact, and Lyle felt that he was slowly approaching the shining eye.The temperature gradually increased, and the viscous potion on his body continued to disintegrate into gold foil. Finally, with a bang, Lyle entered the light group, leaving only a falling golden spark in place.

The potion in the Witch Quarter is the passport to enter the Eye of Mystery.

The inner space of the Eye of Mystery.

Lyall blinked his eyes, his body was floating in the air, and there were tiny twinkling stars suspended in the milky white halo, but the light was not dazzling.

Comfort, ease, and a sense of satisfaction that is so magical that it makes people intoxicated.If it is a martial arts novel, then this is definitely a treasure land of cultivation, the output port of the magic net node.

After a brief enjoyment, Lyle began to look for his goals.That teardrop-shaped gem of chaotic magic power, the condensed heart.

Then, Lyle discovered the fact that he couldn't move.

It's not that the body is restrained and unable to move, but that he is in a state similar to weightlessness, and the gravity is like skipping class, and he doesn't do what he should do.There was nothing touchable around, and Lyle just stayed in the air, waving his hands and feet indiscriminately without moving a bit, at most slowly circling in situ.

It's like being lost in space and becoming space junk in a sci-fi movie.

Fortunately, this kind of garbage is not the only one.

Looking at the other contestants around who were as flustered as himself, Lyle took back the despair in his heart.

Here comes the stepping stone.

Nia's tentacles spread wildly in the environment, and Lyall quickly grabbed the other contestants.Now is an experimental opportunity to test whether Newton's third law is true in this space-time.It shouldn't be a problem. I'm a spirit wizard, and I'll let Newton lift the coffin.

The force is reciprocal, and by swinging the other contestants, Lyle moves quickly, albeit slowly.

Moreover, Lyle saw an anomaly.

That guy William is swimming fast in this weightless environment, as nimble as a fish.

Lyall let go of his tool man and began to stare at the halo around him.As expected of William, a magical genius, he must have found the rules of this space.Magic, not space, must have a way to move as fast as William.

Nia's claws pounced on William.

But whether William is slippery now, Nia can't catch it at all.

"Hahahaha, Lyle, I'll go first!" Speaking arrogantly, William fled away out of Nia's reach.

Lyle didn't catch William, but he took advantage of what he got.

The tentacles found tiny traces in the area where William had moved.

The imprint of spiritual power, that is, the power of the soul.

Lyle understood that this magical space was built in imitation of the place of the soul.Mental power, a necessary ability for a spellcaster, is the only way to move.

Spiritology, my soulology is very bad.

Lyle pinched his chin, no matter what position he was in in a weightless environment, he was as comfortable as lying down.

Even the Soul Screaming needs me to be cast by Nia, how can I control the power of the Soul.

Lyle narrowed his eyes, thinking of something else.

No, spirituality is not my shortcoming, and spirituality is not [Lyle's] shortcoming.

Closing his eyes, under the gentle milky white light, Lyle's breath gradually took a long time.

The next moment, balls of black ink-like matter emerged from Lyle's body, and the flowing malice turned into a hazy shadow on his back.

The black shadow let out a treacherous laugh, carrying the closed Lyle on its back and began to slide.

(End of this chapter)