The Endless Shuttle

The female magician who has rich combat experience deeply agrees. She is looking forward to that powerful and handsome man's desperate expression when she is killed by herself.

It must be great--

"Well, it did succeed."

"——!"

The gentle male voice in the ear broke the fantasy of the female magician, cold sweat leaked from her back, and the clothes were soaked in an instant.

Severe pain crawled up her brain along the nerves.

"When the two bosses are interested in communicating during the battle, the miscellaneous soldiers should not be able to do it. That will often cost their lives... Is this your heart?"

"Goo..."

The female magician's eyes widened from pain, and blood foamed from her mouth. The horror of life passing away, the revolving lantern of life, surged in her mind.

"Oh, it turned out to be the lungs. I'm sorry, I will pay attention to one blow next time."

Rope pulled out his hand and regretfully pushed the dead female magician, who stiffly fell to the ground.

With the addition of the first three members who have died, the Clone team of Bathmelo Lorelia has been halved in less than two minutes of fighting. The blood on the ground stained the surrounding roads red, and even the moving steps became sticky.

No matter how high the level of magic is, or how tough the body has been tempered, as long as it still belongs to the scope of "humans" and does not have the secret of life-saving like Aosaki oranges, then it is just a fragile mortal. When the proud magic cannot cause damage to the enemy, they have become lambs to be slaughtered.

The remaining four magicians finally felt great fear, and they kept retreating towards Loreliya's position, as if only the powerful lord of the clock tower could give them a sense of security.

The man in front of him is abnormal, even more unreasonable than the dead.

Rope wiped his hands with the fragments of his clothes and smiled in the terrifying **** realm.

"I guess it's Miss Bathermelo that you will go to battle in person next?"

"..."

Loreliya didn't reply, her expression was indifferent.

But I don't know when, a brown object like a pointer appeared in her hand, entwined with a light blue breeze.

It seems that what Rope said is true, and the pride of Bathmelo is indeed ready to play.

Loreliya is a very rare "wind attribute" among Guangbo magicians. It is an attack type magic related to air. She is second in the clock tower and no one dares to say first. Adding to the abnormal magic power content of her "Precious Magic Circuit", it is no accident that she became a marshal of the same rank as the second magician "Jewel Weng" Zellic.

"——Wind (wind

The girl's voice was crisp, she waved a short whip, and a short piece of magic was used by her at will, but it instantly created almost a magical effect...

The wind circling this street began to riot.

The elves of the wind gathered in front of Lorelei, rotated, and formed a huge air mass rapidly. As a result, the remaining four people in front of the girl had more or less painful symptoms of hypoxia.

The power contained in the magic even raised his eyebrows for Rope.

There are two brushes...

However, it doesn't work for a simple convergent wind to come over, girl.

I have to work **** the "wind flow" and "cutting" that I can't intervene, otherwise...

"Although the power has been weakened to the point where it cannot control storms of the level of tornadoes, this should be fine..."

He muttered softly, then reached out his hand.

This time, Lorelei could no longer be silent.

Her magic was firmly controlled in the hand before the launch. But after Ropey stretched out his hand, the docile wind elves immediately showed the ugly face of rebellion, to please their new owner.

The gathering wind left her front and drifted into the hands of the opposite youth.

Rope gently held the bullet of the wind, squeezed it up and down twice, and then directly crushed the wind that had spent Lorelia's magic power to summon it.

The air became calm again.

"What should Miss Bathermelo do next? Now that you have no regrets about taking the medicine, it is your negligence to be used as a gun by a small pawn. Since you are negligent, you should bear the corresponding price."

Luo Pei looked at the crowd in front of him jokingly, completely with a cat and a mouse mentality.

——This is what you did first, don't blame me for being ruthless.

After the girl experienced a temporary surprise, a strange joy flashed in her eyes.

There is no magic wave, not magic.

The other party can control the wind-this is the only explanation.

Weather manipulation.

Lorelia's eyes narrowed.

These things that only gods can do, the power of manipulating nature, is the authority of the gods that belongs to the source and diversion alone.

She can now be sure that the young man in front of him is a man and **** who has revived in this world after being so far away from the gods.

Chapter 27—Carrying the Sun in the Night Sky

The single ponytail girl has spent most of her time in combat specialization since she was born, but the magician still has basic values. She knew that Cornelus Aruba's seemingly respectful performance had hidden troubles and had no peace of mind. And the strength of the target, as she had assumed, was very powerful.

But these are small things.

Bathmelo Lorelia only needs to know that the news is true.

If you can capture an existing god, the benefits it brings can even be enjoyed by the "Bathmero House", so what is the Lord of the Clock Tower?

In time, even if the human gods are used in the least effective way as a breeding machine, and the women in the family are constantly giving birth to gods, they can comfortably climb to the top of the world. At that time, the family's old grudge "White Wing Duke" Tefam Otten Rocher would only turn the fish on the chopping board and let others slaughter him.

But these are the benefits brought under the best conditions. Things have their two sides. It is definitely not an easy task to capture a man and a god-looking at the incomplete corpses of the Clone squad's first-class warrior magician on the ground, you will know that the danger of the opponent is not the same as the ancestor of the dead. Uncle Zhong, even above it, they are likely to be wiped out here.

"Sarah, stop the "Spiritual Curse" and use the "Fire Magic" to harass. With the remaining three, now is the time for you to show your strength, use up every inch of your body's strength, and defeat the enemy in front of you! "

The opponent is not a **** who can call the wind and rain, high-intensity magic power, superior physical fitness, and weather control-if this is the case, there is still a glimmer of opportunity.

Loreliya chose to gamble.

She is the proud child of the clock tower. She has been able to ascend to the status of "lord" all the way from childhood to most. She is a genius whose strength and age are completely inconsistent.

So, whenever fate is on her side! She firmly believed.

It seemed that the confident voice of the captain gave the players strength, and the remaining four Clone team members were still trying their best to adjust their breathing despite fear, preparing for the next confrontation.