On the Seven Towers

Xiao Chen's important reliance on daring to go deep into the mountains and forests to attack the goblin camp and rescue people was the second scroll he obtained from the magician's mansion last time. In the first scroll he felt the power of water, but in this scroll he felt the power of fire.

After nearly drowning himself when using a scroll last time, he carefully studied the second scroll. He found that he could not use this scroll normally.

The caster uses the scroll and only needs to input spiritual power along the magic circle. But Xiao Chen's mental power is too unstable. If others' mental power is like that of a good kid who walks along the road obediently, his mental power is that of a group of troublemakers, who are always jumping up and down and causing trouble.

By chance in the library, Xiao Chen found an unprecedented use, which was to use controllable mental power to guide the more violent and uncontrollable mental power, and use the waste to increase its power. However, this is like those naughty kids who rushed into the scroll with a group of mountain kings. No one can tell what will happen.

This usage is extremely dangerous and wasteful. That unknown water magic may have been so ingenious and exquisite. But the structure was torn apart by his mental power, and finally turned into a pure water-filled golden mountain. It is estimated that the best result of using this fire magic scroll is to ignite fire all over the body. At that time, the enemy may not be burned, but you will definitely be the first to be scorched.

However, Xiao Chen firmly believes that "nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are willing." He still thought of a workaround...

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Xiao Chen, Zhang Sicheng and Ye Zi took advantage of the chaos in the goblin camp and quietly sneaked to a section of wall not far from the entrance of the camp. Ye Zi held a spear on guard, while Zhang Sicheng tied the scroll to his arrow, took a good posture and drew the hunting bow.

Xiao Chen gently touched the scroll with his hand, closed his eyes, and let his spiritual power rush towards the scroll. In an instant, the scroll lit up with a faint red color, and a wave of hot air was released from the scroll. Xiao Chen did not stop. While pouring power into the scroll, he used powerful mental power to restrict and compress this power inside the scroll. He felt that time passed very slowly and for a long time. He seemed to be a blacksmith, constantly beating a piece of steel billet, trying to integrate his energy and energy into it. Time and time again, over and over again, he tried his best to wave the piece of red metal. Slowly taking shape under his arms.

Zhang Sicheng and Ye Zi both looked at Xiao Chen's strange skills in amazement. A piece of paper became brighter and hotter in his hand, like a dazzling sun.

Zhang Sicheng felt like he was standing in front of the blast furnace in the steelmaking workshop, with sweat pouring down his body like rain. Even with gloves on, the heat coming from the aluminum alloy arrow shaft made him feel like his hands were about to be scorched.

About half a minute later, Xiao Chen felt a splitting headache. He knew that his mental power was close to the limit and he would soon be unable to suppress the power gathered by the scroll. He took his hand off and shouted, "Shoot far!"

As soon as Zhang Sicheng let go of his hand, the arrow shaft flew into the air with the scroll. He didn't care to look at the flying arrows in the sky. He quickly dropped the hunting bow that was about to become a grill, pulled off his gloves, and inserted his hot and painful fingers into the air. Into the kettle that I carry with me.

"What exactly is this 'scroll'? What effect will it have?" Ye Zi asked, looking at the top of the wall.

Xiao Chen took a breath and looked at the sharp corners of the wall, seeming to be looking for the answer as well.

Suddenly, there was a dull explosion inside. Then there were screams one after another, and the night sky instantly turned red...

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In fact, among everyone, the one who sees everything most clearly is Shi Hao who is staying at a high place. He saw Zhang Sicheng bending his bow and shooting a red meteor. The meteor gradually turned into a fireball in the air. The fireball passed through almost the entire goblin camp, landed at the back of the camp, and then turned into a huge fireball that swallowed half of the camp. .

Waves of fire swept across, the fire dragon raged, and there was rain of fire.

The oil depot explosion in the movie is nothing more than that.

The fire of hell swept through the house with a shock wave, and the house was broken into pieces. When it passed over the living things, the living creatures were turned into charcoal. This doesn't look like a few people fighting goblins. It's simply something that bombers can do in modern warfare. The goblins who had been in chaos now completely collapsed. No one paid any attention to the attack on the shaman or the blood sacrifice ceremony. All the goblins either ran away or turned into burning corpses.

Shi Hao didn't even care about hiding. He stood up and looked at the goblin camp stupidly, muttering to himself: "Is this really what they did?"

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"Is this really what we did?...It's so tragic." When Ye Zi kicked away a fleeing goblin and rushed into the gate of the camp, he saw that there were almost only five pillars left in the empty square. The goblins were trampled to death. All the goblin houses were burning, and the flames had begun to spread to the walls.

Some goblins rushed into the fire to get back their property, some goblins went crazy and hacked each other, and more goblins had already rushed out of the gate and fled into the mountains. Maybe they were not smart enough and timid enough to understand what was happening, and they just instinctively wanted to stay as far away from the disaster as possible.

Xiao Chen and Zhang Sicheng followed Ye Zi, and their expressions were very ugly when they saw this scene.

The fire was soaring into the sky, and corpses were everywhere.

There were many corpses of goblin children on the ground. Zhang Sicheng closed his eyes and said, "Isn't our plan... to create some chaos? I didn't expect..."

Xiao Chen patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "We are just seeking survival and rescuing people. Let's put them down quickly!"

Xiao Chen and the others rushed towards the square. No one paid attention to the goblins who were fleeing, and the goblins ignored them at all.

"Professor Lin!" The old professor put his head on one side, with a very painful expression on his face. As soon as Xiao Chen let go of the rope, he fell down.

"How is the professor?" Zhang Sicheng rescued Li Tianrui and Zhao Rui and saw Xiao Chen sitting on the ground holding Professor Lin, so he hurried over to ask.

Xiao Chen laid Professor Lin flat on the ground, shook his head and said, "He didn't survive. He was the one closest to the center of the explosion. He was too old and could not withstand such an impact."

"I...if I could shoot the arrow farther, maybe it wouldn't..." Zhang Sicheng knelt beside Professor Lin and lowered his head.

"The movement just now... was caused by you?" Li Tianrui was far away from the explosion point and was not seriously injured. He looked at the blazing fire with disbelief on his face.

"Teacher!" Zhao Rui was also miserable. His swollen face was blackened, and there was a trace of blood flowing around his mouth. He threw himself on Professor Lin and cried, "Teacher, you...you were killed by one of your own people."

"Hey, they just saved us. How can you be so ungrateful?" Li Tianrui couldn't listen anymore.

"They were the ones who abandoned us in the forest, they were the ones who left us to die until we were attacked in the end, and they were the ones who caused the explosion that killed the teacher. I said they killed the teacher, what's wrong with that?" Zhao Rui raised his head, Then he pointed at himself and said reluctantly: "Also, isn't it because of them that I am in such a miserable state?"

Li Tianrui was far less articulate than Zhao Rui. He wanted to refute but didn't know how to speak. Looking at Xiao Chen's disdainful face and Zhang Sicheng's self-blaming face, he had no intention of refuting. He could only sigh and walked over to the two of them and said: " I owe you both my life."

Xiao Chen then raised his head, stared at Zhao Rui, who was glaring at him, and said, "I hope you have a sense of the overall situation. I will shoulder my responsibility. There is nothing important about evacuating now. If you don't know what to say, just shut up." On the lips.”

"You guy." Zhao Rui was irritated by Xiao Chen's cold tone and punched Xiao Chen in the face. Xiao Chen was about to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect Zhao Rui's fist to hit him halfway. Got caught. I saw Ye Zi walking over with two rescued locals. A bright silver thread was pulled out from the tip of one of the fingers and wrapped around Zhao Rui's forearm, preventing his fist from moving forward even half an inch.

"What... is this weird?" Zhao Rui tried hard to drag the man over, but he didn't expect that no matter how hard he tried, the other end of the silk thread seemed to be fixed on the wall, but he couldn't move the man at all.

The man looked at Zhao Rui, who was blushing and doing a tug-of-war-like movement. Suddenly, when he retracted his hand, the thread disappeared. Zhao Rui pushed his head too hard and fell to the ground. And this man didn't even look at Zhao Rui, he walked straight to Xiao Chen, bowed slightly, and said in Chinese with a strange accent: "Dear magician, thank you for your life-saving grace. I, Moncayo's Morey Vargas is willing to do whatever he can to repay you."

When Xiao Chen saw the method he used to subdue Zhao Rui, he was confused and asked, "Are you also a magician?"

"I am an alchemist, not a real magician. I can only use some tricks to teach people. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been caught by these goblins." He looked at the burning camp and asked, "I To be able to feel your powerful magical power, you are at least a high-level mage, right?"

Xiao Chen didn't know how to answer this question, so he could only say: "My magic power is limited, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a mess today."

"You are too modest."

Xiao Chen didn't want to get entangled and asked, "How can you speak the language of my distant motherland?"

"Ah? I didn't expect that you come from far away, and there are still countries that use this ancient language as their common language." Morey looked at him curiously, "In our country, 'magic language' is only for magicians, and alchemists are also There are ancient languages ​​that only nobles learn in order to understand the ancient books, and the 'magic language' you speak of is so pure, I hope to have the opportunity to learn from you."

Learn from me? Xiao Chen was a little excited. Morey was the first person he came into contact with who could use magic. He admitted that his level of magic was not high and he was very grateful to himself, so he was obviously a more suitable candidate to inquire about the situation. This slightly dispelled the depression caused by Professor Lin's death. He thought that if he took this person back, he might be able to find out a lot of secrets related to magic, so he nodded and said: "I am very willing to communicate with you. ,It's my pleasure!"