Inka Printed out the Shura Field

Otherwise, I activate an effect, you play a spell card to invalidate my activation, and then I play a spell card to invalidate your spell card activation, and then the wireless matryoshka makes people see it in a cloud.The so-called restriction of two consecutive uses roughly means that after the owner of the round activates the card effect, the opponent can activate the invalid effect once, but when the owner of the round activates the invalid effect for this invalid again, the opponent can no longer Invalidate against the last invalidation.

Rogge actually opposed the proposal.

Infinite nesting dolls are so interesting, and they can add some words.

But most people expressed their support, so Rogge did not expressly oppose it.Because he didn't intend to stuff so many cards that invalidated the opponent's cards into the deck.

Anyway, his trump card has noble resistance.

Except for him, no one else can deal with Rogge's trump card for the time being.

The formulation of the fields is very complicated. In the end, when the card maker meeting started to discuss the casting of magic cards, especially when infusing effects, whether the card maker needs to inject the scope and conditions of its use into the inside of the card to ensure that the magic card The card master has no doubts when using it.

This was originally a good way to reduce controversy, but this proposal was quickly rejected due to the opposition of most cardsmiths.

As for the reasons for the opposition, it is not known how many reasons there are because of the increased workload.

At least Rogge was sure that Grace's negative vote must be due to increased workload.

During the supper time, the conference prepared exquisite desserts for each card maker.

Good sugar is the god of slowing down fatigue.

Another dinner for all.

Rogge has been paying attention to the changes in Arthur.

To be precise, this person is not actually Assef.The real impersonator, Arthur, had died in the deserted woods of Lonely Hills.

Arthur still had a submissive look, and he didn't look like he was going to drug everyone in the venue.Teresa also didn't know the specific plan for the start of the attack. She was ordered to wait for the signal, and then let Rogge take her into the space warp.

"You should be regarded as the top of the organization, right? Don't you even have the authority to know this?" Rogge's clone was eating dessert in the sky.

Double sweetness, no matter how much Rogge likes to eat sweets, he can't stand it.

Teresa took a delicious bite of the cake, and then said: "If everyone could know everything, the organization would not be able to survive now. Wait for the signal."

Roger shrugged.

"But when you come out to do missions, why do you bring so much food?" Roger asked curiously.

Teresa said that as a spiritual magician, she spent most of her tasks in boring waiting.Often, she will enter the arena only after the other members of the organization subdue the target, and there will always be a long wait before that.

During the long wait, only food can soothe her lonely soul.

Roger looked at Teresa's appearance, and felt a little strange in his heart.

He always thought that the elf in front of him was very strange.She has obviously joined the Magic Glory Association and clearly shows the characteristics of believing in the Red Moon, but she still has a very obvious smell of the tree of life on her body.

The tree of life is the anchor used by the elves to get rid of their belief in the goddess of nature.

Roger's clone closed his eyes.

Because just now, he noticed something strange about Arthur in the venue.

This thin card maker's body is getting bigger little by little.

This phenomenon was not very obvious at first, and Rogge, who didn't pay too much attention, hadn't noticed it yet.But soon, Rogge noticed something strange.

At the same time, he also felt the surging magic power in Arthur's expanding body.

This guy is planning to blow himself up?

Roger, who was talking to Leslie and trying to get some clues about his grandfather, frowned slightly. He thought of all the means, but he didn't think about the most extreme one.

The second person to react was Grace.

After noticing this, she lightly dragged Lewis, who was talking with an elf card maker, to Rogge's side.

She knew that once something happened, it would be safest to be by Rogge's side.

124 Suddenly Remembering There Is a Lolita God in My Pocket

"Assef" seemed to spark something in the body.

Roger's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious and mysterious power began to spread in the venue.

The senior cardsmiths who were "friendly" in the line did not seem to notice that this mysterious power was slowly filling the entire venue.

Lewis is somewhat baffled by Grace's behavior.

But for this female teacher, Lewis really couldn't think of any resistance. After all, teachers should be respected.

"What's the matter?" Lewis was not stupid, and immediately asked softly after realizing that Grace's expression was a little off.

Grace didn't respond to him, however.

Her eyes stared blankly at a certain place.The whole body is motionless.

Lewis followed Grace's line of sight and saw Arthur who was sitting there drinking alone.This person's character is really bad, not many people in the circle of senior card smiths are willing to cooperate with him, only those card makers who are trying to gain a relationship and can't get on the table will lick their faces and join him Under the name of the school, he helped him complete various "experiments".

Grace remained motionless.

If Lewis hadn't known about Grace's temperament, he would almost have wondered if it was love at first sight for this nearly thirty-year-old female teacher.

Sniffing his nose, Lewis seemed to smell a faint foul smell.

This is a very strange smell, which seems to be the smell of rotting rat corpses in the deepest part of the sewer.

Among the stench, there is also a bloody smell.

Lewis looked around, but never found the obvious source of the stench.

His nerves seemed to be pulled, and a voice was calling frantically in his brain, wanting him to find the source of the stench.

Lewis subconsciously followed his own thoughts.

He looked around and sniffed his nose, trying to find out the source of the stench.

Could it be that there were dead mice in the venue?But will there still be mice on Sky Island?

Lewis took a step forward, only to find that his arm was being pulled.Only then did she realize that Grace still didn't let go of her hand.

"Ms. Grace, you should let go." Lewis said naturally.

Grace, however, still had no intention of answering.

Lewis stepped forward to pat Grace on the shoulder.However, the moment before the contact, he was surprised to find that the source of this stench seemed to be Grace in front of him.

Of course Lewis was taken aback, feeling as if he knew some terrible secret.

He grabbed Grace's arm.

But he found that the arm was terribly cold, so stiff that there was no elasticity at all.

Something is wrong!

Lewis quickly noticed something strange.

He exerted himself subconsciously.

Click!

Very crisp sound.

With too much force, Lewis hit the floor directly.But he was completely in no mood to pay attention to his aching buttocks. He raised his right hand in horror, holding a pale arm in his right hand.

Just now, with all his strength, he directly tore off Grace's arm.

On the cross section, dark red muscles and broken bones mixed with bloodshot eyes are clearly visible.

Lewis opened his eyes in horror and looked up.

Grace turned her head around at some point, staring at herself with pale eyes.

"G...Ms. Grace..." Lewis took a few steps back.

The stench grew stronger and stronger until it became an unbearable stench.

Lewis suddenly felt a slippery feeling on his hands. Looking down, Grace's arm was long gone, and countless maggots were wriggling under his fingertips.

Stunned, Lewis heard footsteps approaching.He looked up subconsciously, and Grace with the broken arm was getting closer and closer, and visible cavities began to appear on her skin, from which countless maggots crawled out.Her nose, ears, mouth and even eyes were also covered with disgusting maggots.

Lewis was calm.

He fainted very simply.

Grace blinked her eyes, watching Lewis suddenly pointing at herself, then rolled her eyes in pain and fainted, which was a bit strange.

"It's still too young." Rogge commented.

Grace glanced at Rogge and said, "Did you do it on purpose? Otherwise, Lewis wouldn't be able to eat this kind of magic."

Rogge said, "It wasn't intentional either, I didn't expect it to be so troublesome."

He pointed around.

The man disguised as Arthur was locked by Rogge after the magic in his body.Rogge originally wanted to kill him directly.But a mysterious force bounced off his magic.

"I didn't expect it, but I came here for a small meeting." Rogge was also very sad, "I will meet the blood of the gods."

The source of the plague has been solved by Rogge, but because of the protection of that mysterious force, his magic has been carried out smoothly.A mysterious force instantly enveloped the entire venue, pulling the defenseless senior cardsmiths directly into an inescapable nightmare.

It does take a while to clean up the area magic that has spread.If this happened before the war of the gods, Rogge could try to climb over the wall and get a little divine power from the Goddess of Light with a fake IP of a priest of light to instantly dispel this magic, but now the goddess of light has been exalted, There is no way to borrow divine power with this kind of magic.

"The magic that can deal with divine spells in a short time can only be divine spells." Rogge said helplessly, "Really..."

That's right, what "Assef" used at the cost of his life turned out to be a magical technique that could not be used at all in theory.

Rogge has studied divine arts before, and he is very sure that no matter what kind of technique is used for this kind of deformed magic, it is necessary to communicate with the gods in the process of using it.

If there is no god, this kind of magic cannot be used at all.

This means that the Magic Glory Association still holds a god in its hands?

Roger immediately became interested.

The people around have fallen into a nightmare. The dragons and elves, who have slightly better magic resistance, are better off, obviously aware that they are in a strange world.As for other low-magic races, some have taken it, and some people fainted from time to time.

Rogge took Gurstein out.

"What are you doing?" Gurstein, with a lollipop in his mouth, looked at Rogge angrily, "Don't hold me by the back of the neck! I'm not a cat!"

She began to struggle fiercely, but how could fate be so easily shaken off?