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Chapter 254 NO.17: Fireworks Conference, But Magic Cannon
The caster group has been a group of dangerous people since ancient times.

In the ancient times when visitors from other worlds were not so frequent, it was the groups with extraordinary power who created myths, wrote legends, and managed miracles.

The history of the accumulation and development of various "laws" and "arts" is so long that the development of "science and technology" on the earth is still like a young offspring.

Chasing the heights reached by "Original Energy Casting" with infinite potential and vitality.

In the Federation of Terra, there are countless tower-like buildings called 'clock towers'.

Both the branch and the headquarters come from a foreign world. They inherit the concept of magic in their hometown, and they don't call themselves magicians, but "magicians", which are easily misunderstood by the locals.

Because their definition of "magic" is the act of artificially reproducing mysteries and miracles—that is, magic is the part that modern science cannot explain and put into practice in the way to the root.

Simply put, what technology cannot do is worthy of being called magic.

This way of definition has not been widely recognized in the field of spellcasters in this world.

The magicians were not depressed or angry because they found that according to this algorithm, even the magicians in their hometown were just magicians here.

Shuttle and observation in parallel worlds?Materialization of the soul?Time can also interfere with the power of destruction - you can come to the Academy of Sciences to see the whole group of scientists working.

But this does not mean the decline of spellcasters.

On the contrary, today's morality and even the era of energy technology and technological development are parallel.

Gods and demons even walk on the streets and step onto the Internet.

There is no such thing as openly obstructing the degree of mystery, and the skills that will hinder the output because of this kind of thing will only be hindered. What has been achieved by the contention of countless schools and countless skills is the heyday of spell improvement that does not belong to the development of science and technology at all.

It is not an exaggeration to call it the heyday beyond the Age of Gods.

It is in such a prosperous world that the magic spellcasting system came into being.

It is true that spellcasters of this system are always repelled and despised by their peers. Those casters who inherit the ancient traditional system will question the knowledge and skills of this group of emerging spellcasters.

Even so, there have been few official clashes with actual casualties.

On the one hand, it is because of the advanced medical technology of today, missing an arm or a broken leg is not considered an injury, and on the other hand-usually no one is willing to fight with a spellcaster of the magic department.

You can criticize them as magic illiterates, or you can say that they can do nothing without a staff, but you must not underestimate their combat effectiveness.

so--

When the rows of display cabinets were opened uniformly, and the exhibits in them were held by the staff one by one, a terrifying magic power rose one by one, and when dense magic circles emerged from the feet, in front of oneself, and from the end of the staff, all the participants participated in the exhibition. Visitors to the technology fair could see the torrent of magic that nearly covered the sky.

Magic tool display?
Arms Show!

The latest masterpiece of the wizarding brothers!
My brother in the picture recommends the staff crew!

A new combination of one-click macro immortal spell analysis!

It was clearly still broad daylight, but there were countless clusters of high-energy particle streams roaring that painted the ground in colorful colors!

Enough to make the domineering electromechanical Baltan Star talent when he first appeared on the stage, he was surrounded and engulfed by the special effect group of colorful cannon + thunder fire + crack and heavy pressure just after taking two steps.

It is true that only half of the foot can be seen outside.

The hook-shaped metal feet that look like clown shoes reflect the complex colors above on their silver metal surface.

The whole thing didn't move, and I don't know if it was malfunctioned or it was broken directly.

I think should not be?
The hand in his pocket could still directly feel the tremor of the card box, and Aumer felt that the thing had to collapse into countless streamers before it could be considered sent.

After all, it is also a creation summoned by a monster card.

Click!

A sound of taking photos seemed to have awakened many guests, and the sounds soon followed one after another, as if each of them had integrated into the rules of the Far Eastern Region, and it was necessary to add a sound to the shooting function.

But it's really pretty, he glanced at the group of people taking pictures, and then looked at Aomo outside the glass window and thought.

It's like an overpowered firework.

Because it was broad daylight, it was quite appropriate to use too much force.

Maybe he should also take a picture and send it to his friends, or post it on Umastagram like the girl on the side, after all, his account has also gained a lot of fans recently.

It's not worth being happy at all, those fans obviously didn't come because of his 'excellent trainer ability'.

Umastagram users are either horse racing girls or fans of racing horse girls, and this fan group includes people from all walks of life from all over the world.

Recently, what big things have I done that can suddenly increase the number of fans by tens of thousands? Omer refuses to reason about such a question.

So, it's really hard to be happy.

While thinking about it, he asked the girl, "Have you finished filming?"

The tone is naturally cold.

But the girl's tone was always light and not frivolous: "The filming is over, Karen thought the trainer would leave directly."

As she spoke, she approached the trainer.

She is very clever.

Unexpectedly, she didn't stay with Bize and Dongshang Change. When Omer bumped into her, she was standing alone outside the crowd, with a row of warning lights above her head constantly flashing red.

But she acted leisurely, maybe she enjoyed the cleanliness after the alarm pulled away the crowd, or she was confident enough in her current safety.

Even if he was greeted by Aumer to walk together, he would suddenly stop, take out his mobile phone, point it outside the window and choose an elevation angle that can capture the most shocking feeling, and after a click, he would start writing tweets.

It can't be seen that there was any thought, and it was completely typing after the filming, which made Ao Mo frowned.

At this moment, he didn't think of the two he was still looking for, but of her organized tweets.

"You want me to leave you here? If you really don't care about the danger."

Homa turned around and resumed his steps, but from the corner of his eyes, he also noticed the gray-haired horse lady following up with light steps.

Although it is the pace of an adult, the opponent is also a racehorse girl.

"Why does the trainer seem to be sure that there will be danger? It is clear that those staff have taken action."

"Why do you seem to be sure of your safety? It is clear that Miss Dongshang Revolution has not given you much information about the magic wand." Omer asked back.

"Is the trainer curious about this question?"

"I'm not particularly curious." Omer didn't hide his indifference. "I just think that you can hide it more seriously in front of me."

The little girl who calls herself Kallen is not ignorant of this place, on the contrary, she has at least done enough homework to visit here to make herself more comfortable.

"But Kallen thinks this approach is useless in front of the trainer," the girl shook her head lightly. "As many people have said, you have a pair of scary eyes."

"I vaguely remember someone saying that."

This is a lie, Omer has no reason to forget that Yan Huiji's evaluation of himself on Umastagram is 'sharp and a little scary'.

"But you clearly knew this from the beginning, so why force yourself?"

"It's always a little curious. At first, it was curiosity. Then, Karen thought that the trainer's eyes would definitely allow Karen to better display her cuteness."

"I'm just a rookie trainer," Homa said, "and I've had a lot of criticism with my three racehorse girls."

Strictly speaking, they were all online news comments. After he accepted a public interview before the Takarazuka Kinen match, he naturally had some short-term topics on the Internet.

Although Omer had no interest in this, his habit of collecting big data made him scan everything.

"Karen won't be able to enter high school in half a year, but the trainers don't have to worry too much," Zhen Jiling glanced at the phone, and then looked at Omer, who couldn't see the slightest panic on his face, " I can imagine a reassuring side, but the trainer is definitely not suitable for Karen."

"But your words don't seem to mean giving up." Ao Mo stopped by the side. He had already seen Bize and Dongshang Reform looking around, so he was able to turn his head to look at Zhen Jiying aside.

The girl also stopped, and even at this point, her posture was still generous: "After all, the trainers Karen has encountered so far are more or less dissatisfied."

"Shouldn't you be the most dissatisfied with me?"

"Karen just finds it difficult to like the trainer." Zhenjiling changed to a more tactful expression.

Only the expression is more euphemistic.

"The person Kallen likes should keep watching Kallen and discover all the cuteness of Kallen. At the same time, it's better to..." "Be slow, right?"

If you are slow, you will not see so many efforts made by the other party for "cuteness". When only "revealing" is left between "revealing" and "covering", that cuteness will also have flaws.

This is probably the most unacceptable thing for this girl.

"That's right, so Karen thinks it's time to be patient."

"It should be like this, maybe half a year later, you will meet a high-scoring trainer," Homa said, pulling out his hand from his pocket, "but I have a problem."

A dark red crystal ball appeared beside him, and flew towards the two people who hadn't noticed it in the distance.

Rather than meeting immediately, it is obviously better to maintain this distance and speak clearly, and it happens that the voices of the surrounding crowd can be used to disturb the excellent hearing of the horse girl.

"What's the problem?"

She noticed the dark red crystal ball, but she only glanced at it before turning her gaze back to Omer. At least this girl did 'keep watching' the trainer when she identified her trainer.

"Is it just my eyes that made you keep pressing down on my low evaluation and trying to talk?"

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