Chapter 248 Ranking Sixth
The bright sunshine reflected all the figures of the two apostles walking in the dark all day, and also illuminated their pale faces without sunlight. The whole city is full of noise and vitality, which is incompatible with the dead personalities of the two, making them a little placeless...
Lance wrapped the bright left thunder sword and carried it on his back. Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, he was shocked and speechless. This is the imperial capital of mankind, the city of the sky. Lance, who has lived here for many years, can recognize it at a glance. The flowers and trees, crowd streets, magnificent buildings and beautiful lakes here are no different from the scenes in the real imperial capital. Such a powerful fantasy can be said to be enough to fake the truth, almost the same as the truth. Coupled with the bright opening with a little joke, he felt familiar in Lance's ear. He was sure that he must have heard the sound, but he could never remember who the owner of the voice was.
Of course, this is not the reason to shock him. What really shocked and even admired him was that the current fantasy was not simply carried out at will, but forcibly covered the fantasy performed by the previous dark magician, Yongye. Fantasy magic is extremely talented, and only magicians with extremely strong spiritual power can perform it. Some mages have practiced to the realm of great magicians, but they can't achieve anything in the field of fantasy magic because of their talent.
Didra can display a powerful eternal night fantasy, which shows his talent and strength. However, the skill performed by such a strong man in the realm of such a great magician is completely covered by such a quiet voice, so now the only person may be a magician in the Holy Land or a person with extremely talented. Lance, who has seen Sainz's fantasy magic, understands that although the scene in front of him is real and powerful, it is still slightly worse than Sainz. In addition, Lance has just listened to the strong man's words without deliberately changing his voice, so he can know that the other party is not old, at least 20 years old, so the other party will naturally not be a strong man in the Holy Land. Thinking about the talented self, I finally touched the threshold of the Holy Land at the age of 26, and it is unknown when the real breakthrough will be.
Since he is not a strong man in the Holy Land, the magician who casts spells at this time is naturally a genius with extreme talent. Looking at the confused faces of the two great practitioners of the dark parliament standing not far away, Lance couldn't help but feel admiration. Didra and Mondry are both strong people in the realm of great practitioners, and one of them is still a mage who is proficient in fantasy magic. At this moment, he is less than ten meters away from him, but he has not found his whereabouts at all. It only shows that the caster has completely hidden his body and breath, and even put the light thunder sword on his back. The sacred breath is also hidden. Such talent and strength are really worthy of admiration and praise. Lance loosened his frown and no longer worried about who such a strong man was, because he knew that things didn't end so easily.
This is also true. Naturally, the two powerful dark members can't wait to be killed here. Didra, the dark magician, closed his eyes for a moment and opened his eyes again full of destruction and tyranny. He smiled fiercely and said slowly, "What a terrible illusion, there is no flaw. It's just that you are always a person. It's too delusional to trap our two great practitioners without breaking through the holy level.
I don't know whether his words are talking to the magician in the fantasy world or talking to himself. However, after the words fell, the dark and dark breath on his body suddenly soared, like a volcano that suddenly erupted. The dark power sprayed out like lava, and his body was like a swollen ball that was suddenly poured into countless gases. It was incredible and irregular. It bulged up. The thin body has become a huge fat man in just a few seconds and continues to grow and full...
I don't care about the extremely deformed body and the horrible atmosphere of my companions around me. The muscles of the dark swordsman Mondray's legs suddenly exerted strength, and the muscles that exploded at that moment directly burst the close trouser legs. Then his body rushed straight to the sky above his head like a cannonball, and while rising, he pulled out his dark golden sword and pierced the empty sky fiercely...
No matter how powerful the warrior is, as long as he does not reach the realm of Kensei, it is impossible to truly leap into the sky. If a great swordsman is eager to try the feeling of flying in the air and jumps into the air with all his fighting spirit, then it must be a very sad ending to welcome him. The higher he jumps, the more miserable he falls. Therefore, Mondray's behavior of the great swordsman is tantamount to looking for death.
But he did not die, nor did he suffer any damage, because the body of his companion below, like a full ball, finally burst, and the horrible dark atmosphere like a prison instantly filled the whole space, completely submerged the gorgeous city. For example, the fierce explosion also radiated into the sky above at the first time. The destructive dark breath did not cause any damage to Mondrey above like destroying the whole ground city. Instead, it cheered him up. With this momentum, the dark silver fighting spirit poured into the dark gold blade in his hand and cut out a darkness of nearly 100 meters into the sky. Giant blade...
Lance, who has the soul of a great swordsman and martial arts experience, knew what the two madmen in front of him were going to do at the first time. Since he couldn't find the flaw of the fantasy magic array, he used the simplest way to break it with brute force. Lance didn't know what secretary Didra's self-exploded magician would really annihilate after doing it. He couldn't care so much and ran away. Unfortunately, at this moment, he has the soul and experience of a peak swordsman, but he does not have the strength of a great swordsman. Even because of the exhaustion of physical strength, he can't even exert the ordinary high-level strength for the time being. So after he escaped for nearly a kilometer, with the shocking fighting spirit cut from the black figure high in the sky, the terrible dark breath that the great magician on the earth burst out to cover the sky and the sun, and Lance was completely submerged by the tide-like darkness while breaking the whole fantasy space.
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The fantasy is layer by layer, whether it is the 'dark eternal night' or the 'city in the sky' that covers it, has disappeared with the crazy bombardment of the two dark practitioners. After the fantasy was broken, the characters seemed to answer the original position. The surrounding scenery is still in the dark forest, and the castle not far away is as quiet and silent as it was at the beginning.
Didra, a dark magician in a high hat, is still standing on the edge of the woods, but his slightly pale face proves that everything just now is not really illusory; Mondray, the great swordsman slowly floating in mid-air, was rotated by a black hurricane. The wind wrapped and slowly fell down, and the slightly bright magic light in the hands of the big magician companion standing on the ground proved the successful cooperation between the two again.
Lance didn't care much about the magic shield wrapped around his whole body, but looked at the uncontrollable eyes of a tall fat man standing not far away from him. So it's you!"
Standing in front is a huge fat man, which can never be described as huge. He was 1.9 meters tall and wore a white and blue striped dress that Lance was familiar with, but his buttocks were too big and his stomach was too round to deform this exquisite dress. Hearing Lance's shocked words, the fat man turned around, showed a strange face that Lance had never seen before, smiled and said, "Well, hello, junior."
Listening to the other party's greeting, Lance was finally completely sure of what he was thinking. He has not seen this man's face, but has seen his back and heard his voice. The first time was on the third floor of the college's library. After going through thousands of hardships, I finally came to the place where the holy skills were stored. When I struggled to resist the pressure of the holy level, I found a fat man sitting on the ground, eating while eating while holding the peerless skills of the college's holy sages in his hand like a villain's book. Looking at it, it even left a little oil stain on it, and I was extremely shocked at that time. However, what shocked him was not the person's disrespectful behavior, but his unfathomable strength. Ignoring the rules of the powerful magic array in the library, looking through the holy books in the pavilion can not trigger the transmission of the magic array, and can directly ignore the pressure left by the holy level strong, and eat happily while reading.
That scene left an extremely deep impression on Lance, because he found that in addition to his strange rebirth, there were such strange things in the world, especially the fat man who seemed to be able to feel the whole process of going upstairs while focusing on reading, and finally used the current self Listening to the familiar, he calmly praised himself with a slightly joking voice, and then wiped the greasy palms on his buttocks, leaving some stains on the exquisite white and blue clothes, and then left strangely. Lance left a shocked and speechless...
At this moment, he saw his figure. Lance sounded the time he rescued his friend Xixi in the Temple in the Warcraft Forest some time ago. Because of his hesitation, he was almost poisoned by the president of the Chamber of Commerce. At the most critical moment, he was rescued by a familiar figure. Because he was in a hurry to escape, he did not have time. Thanks to the lifesaver, now that I think about it carefully, it seems that the back of the person who took action at that time is the person in front of me.
No wonder Lance will have a familiar feeling about him, but he can't remember who this person is. Because the two meeting scenes are a little too strange, even if Lance has such a good memory, it is difficult to remember...
The fat man blinked strangely and continued to ask, "Hey! I said, junior, what's wrong with you? I said hello to you, why didn't you reply? Did the dark explosion just blow you up? It shouldn't be. My magic shield can still block this level of magic attack.
"Uh, it's not." Lance pointed helplessly at the other party, looked at the white and blue clothes on his body and sighed, "Mentor, although I don't know you, why do you call me junior..."
"Hmm?" The fat man looked down at his clothes and suddenly realized. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I just took a dress from the hospital and put it on. I'm not a tutor of the college. I'm only 20 years old. Have you ever seen such a young tutor?"
Lance thought that this was indeed the case. Yarus's mentor was already a young mentor, but he was also 28 years old. After careful consideration, I found that it was not right. The fat man said that he took a dress casually from the yard instead of receiving one. The difference is not small. Thinking that he can study in the library of the college, he should naturally be a person in the college. Just as he was about to ask, someone had already spoken first.
Didra, the dark magician, looked at the two people who were talking to himself with a gloomy face. He spent a lot of strength to forcibly break the perfect 'Sky City' fantasy magic array. He thought it should usher in the solemnity and respect of the caster, but he didn't expect to wait for a long time and only ignore it, so he was resentful. Angry, he finally couldn't help interrupting, "Fatty, carelessness will kill you. Look at you wearing the college's tutor uniform, but there doesn't seem to be such a famous person as you among the college's tutors. Who are you?"
The tall fat man was stunned and smiled at Lance apologetically. Then he looked back at the two people standing in front of him and grinned, "Oh, me? Ha ha, I am Lan Jun, under the sword saint's door, cough, ranking sixth.
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