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Mellie nodded without denying it.

"Hey, isn't this gap too big!"

Bazzett yelled.

Now that the Holy Grail War has progressed, Bazzett is very satisfied with Cu Chulainn's combat effectiveness, but he is too dissatisfied with his luck.

If he was asked to go to the borrowed object race, he might not really be able to draw some kind of giant dragon.

"It's okay, master, don't worry!"

Cu Chulainn said loudly.

"Well, I hope it can be done."

Bazzett said worriedly.

But Cu Chulainn has said so, can it still dampen his interest?

So under Mei Li's order, the seven people walked to the starting track.

"So, are you ready?"

Mei Li continued to ask before setting off.

"Ready!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Afterwards, Mei Li clapped her hands together, and a huge group of fireworks appeared in everyone's sight.

"set off!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone started the sixth round of the [Borrowing Object Race].

.......

The first one to occupy the front was not a strong follower like Berserker, nor a rider like Medusa.

The first one to rush to the front is the caster Medea.

Because she is a magician, she has been secretly accumulating magic formulas in her hands before she is ready to go.

As soon as she set off, she immediately released it.

So as soon as she came up, she flew in the forefront.

After rushing to the front, she didn't continue to increase her flying agility, but released the magic to her back.

It is obviously easier to slow down other people than to increase yourself.

"You guys, get lost in this thick fog for a while! Bye bye, I'll go ahead."

Medea said so, and then released a cloud of mist with her left hand, and then the mist gradually expanded to directly block the path of everyone behind.

"This woman, does she think us too simply?"

Shabu was walking in the second place. Looking at the vast mist at the moment, she walked in directly in the garden.

Chapter 30 The Borrowing Object Race ([-])

The fog is very thick, but compared with the boundless universe, it is still far, far worse.

"This little mist is much worse than you, Yog."

Shabu walked in the fog like a walk at the moment, and then said to Wu Luo with a smile.

"Ah!? What does this mean?"

Wu Luo was a little puzzled.

"What she meant was that you, Yog-Sothoth, the One of All, have another title called the Nameless Mist.

People in later generations often misrepresent that you and the nameless fog are two existences, and that you were born of it.But, in fact, the nameless fog is you, and you represent the most mysterious fog in the universe.But besides you and the boss, probably only Shabu, who has been there for more than a hundred years, knows what the specific fog is. "

At this time, the professional commentator Naia came online.

(Deacon’s Note: Regarding the birth of Yog in the nameless mist, this is basically only mentioned in a letter from Luo Lao, and it can be said to be a waste case. And the so-called Naoge Soheep, It is more like piercing and attached. Therefore, in this book, Yog and the nameless fog are directly integrated.)

"Uh, well, how strong was I back then?"

Wu Luo still couldn't help asking.

Pointing to the bottom of the feet, Naia said with a smile: "This earth, you can completely wipe it out with just one breath. It's not living things, but the entire earth. This, neither Shabu nor I can do so easily Arrived."

"..."

Wu Luo was silent and didn't know what to say.

At this moment on the playing field, Shabu had already rushed out of the fog.

Walking in the courtyard, there is no pressure at all, and there is no pause. Although it looks like walking, but the speed is already faster than Medea who is constantly flying.

One step two steps three steps...

Shabu walked directly to Medea.

"Yo, you are very slow!"