Full-time Mage, I am Mo Fan and his sister

Chapter 215 Little Flame Fairy Has Great Wisdom

"Commander level monster!"

The Skeleton Balrog looks like a giant skull, but the head is covered with bull's head and horns. The body is covered with a layer of skin that tightly tightens the bones. Fireworks look extremely powerful and terrifying!
The wrinkles on the old priest's face were concealed by the sacrificial lines that had been drawn for decades, and it was hard to see that he had any expression, but the man in blue thought that he must have been frightened to death.

"Even if such a commanding monster appears in Xichuan City, it will cause a disaster. It just so happens that you, the blood of the broken village, can fully summon it!"

The man in blue laughed out loud, even the traitor beside him was overjoyed.

"Hey, what gave you the confidence to think that an incomplete commander can sweep everything? Boy, as a villager, don't you know why only three of the twelve villages have gone through hardships until now? ?"

The old priest said lightly, not being affected by their words at all.

"Hmph, it's just your luck. What's there to be proud of? Countless unknown villages disappear on the map every day. Those who only know how to pretend to be ghosts will disappear with your village today!"

"Alas~ It seems that you have really forgotten the inheritance of your ancestors." The old priest sighed.

"Stop nagging the old guy, the Nether Skeleton Balrog will get rid of him quickly... What's going on?!"

The man in blue robe didn't want to have more conversations with this vulgar and ignorant man in the wilderness. He was wondering why the Skeletal Fire Demon hadn't dealt with this old fellow. When he looked back, he saw a scene that stunned him.

An old man was wearing a shabby sacrificial robe, holding a pitch-black fire stick in his hand. In front of him was a terrifying skeleton Balrog tens of meters tall. The Balrog clenched his fist, but no matter what, the room-sized fist could not swing go down.

One finger bone of the Nether Skeleton Balrog is comparable to the whole body of the old priest, but its huge fist seems to be held up by a broken stick, and the conflict in the scene is extremely contrasting.

"how is this possible?!"

The man in blue yelled in disbelief, and even stepped back involuntarily.

He seemed to feel that his actions were very indecent. He suppressed the panic in his heart, stood still, and asked loudly: "Catch your hands, don't make unnecessary struggles, as soon as the magic circle recovers, you will die without a place to die!"

That's right, he just summoned a little accident from a cross-boundary, as long as the Balrog enters this world completely, then this broken village will not be handled casually.

"Hey, young man, don't be so impatient. I haven't used magic for a long time, old man. It's inevitable that I'm a little rusty. Let the 'guest' you invited take a break, and we can talk again."

The old priest stomped the scepter lightly on the ground, and invisible ripples rippled away, and a bright 'light' burst out of his muddy eyes, as if the lead dust had been washed away in an instant, and he seemed to see through the world, detached from the world!

The huge and terrifying Nether Skeleton Balrog was like a little pet at the mercy of its master, obediently obeying the old priest's words, and ran to lie down next to the Jinyan Huoshu.

"Who the hell are you?! How can there be a magician like you in this shabby place?!" The blue-robed man was almost insane. Originally, he just wanted to come out and relax before that plan, but in the end, he was unlucky for eight lifetimes. .

"This is what I want to ask you, who are we, and why did we destroy the village?"

The old priest walked forward slowly, the sound of every step was echoing infinitely, and the color of the surrounding scene was fading with every step, when he and the blue-robed man met their eyes, they were already in a pure white space.

"An archmage of the spiritual system? This time I fell, but you wait, we will not let your village go." The blue-robed man smiled bitterly, and then threatened the old priest again.

If Moyingge was around, he would know that this was an old tradition of their Black Vatican, and his mouth was still stinky and hard before he died.

"Since you don't say it, then I'll see for myself. Don't young people know how to be more considerate of the old man? The old man has to do everything himself."

The old priest and the blue-robed man looked at each other, and the blue-robed man's eyes instantly became blurred. The old priest was forcibly reading his memory.

Moreover, they used very simple and crude methods, and the result was nothing more than cerebral palsy and dementia. Anyway, the old priest didn't care.

On the other side, Moyingge was still chasing and killing the black beasts one by one. Seeing three guys running over to stop him, he waved his hands, knowing that the real master had finally come, and killing those black beasts was meaningless.

"Come on, the three of you go up together!"

Mo Yinge didn't care about the same thing when he opened his mouth to provoke hatred and ridicule, so he just hit it, so as to prevent them from going to hurt ordinary people.

It's just that what she didn't notice was that with such a big turmoil and the fleeing of the black beasts, not a single villager died.

Those dark beasts ran around, but they just couldn't find where they were.

They waved their paws forward, but in fact they just waved lonely. The real people are far away, and they can't hit anyone at all.

There is no doubt that these things have been enchanted by the mind system from the beginning, and the perception has long been tampered with.

Even Mo Yinge and the three members of the Black Vatican ignored the surrounding environment intentionally or unintentionally.

"Let's fight, there is nothing to say!"

Mo Yinge's white and jade-like delicate fists swept across the air, as if being ignited, and the fierce fists were blasted out!

She has already been able to read the star trail, so she can release the middle-level magic very quickly. It only takes a few seconds, and she can draw the star map with a single hand gesture, and her movements are quite coherent.

Fist out, flame follows.

The three guys from the Black Vatican still have some skills, one hastily released the earth-type rock barrier, one put water guards on himself and his companions, and the third was drawing the thunder-type star map.

"Too slow, too slow!"

Mo Yinge glanced at the gathering speed of the thunderclouds in the sky, and then accurately judged its landing point. He changed his position on the wind track in a single thought, and easily avoided the thunderbolt's attack.

But she completely blew up the rock barrier with a fierce fist, and at the same time evaporated the water barrier.

"Little Flame Fairy, try possessing me, let's beat the bad guys together!"

Little Flame Fairy bumped her head into Moyingge's chest, she was as happy as a baby swallow returning to her nest, and disappeared immediately, while a brown flame ignited on Moyingge's body.

"Ringlingling~"

"You said that you have mastered a new trick recently, and you want to show it to me?"

Unexpectedly, Little Flame Fairy gave her a surprise, the little guy has learned to think hard by himself, she is really her caring little padded jacket.

"Hu~~"

A pair of flame wings unfolded behind Moyingge. These were not the wings formed by her using the special effect of the shimmering feather flow flames, but controlled by the little Flame Fairy and imitated by using her own brown calamity flames.

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