Chapter 71 Stepping over the ants without killing him, this power is very powerful
Chapter 71 It is difficult to master the power of stepping over ants without killing them.
Author: Scarlet Echo
Chapter 71 It is difficult to master the power of stepping over ants without killing them.
Magic silk thread is a good thing and extremely versatile.
Whether it is used to limit and control opponents, or to control one's own body, to perform cross-level combat and micro-management, or to control puppets, golems, etc., it can be considered handy.
However, there are also more vulgar ways.
Magic affinity LV4 makes it easier for him to mobilize the magic in the air and quickly restore his own magic.
Magic control level 7 allows him to cast spells quickly and reduce the consumption of mental power.
If it weren't for the fact that some of the wizard's related materials and rare items were ridiculously expensive, Kyle could now build a fairly complete tactical system with just the magic thread as the core.
At this stage, Kyle still uses magic threads more as a means of restricting enemies, but the main reason is still "unnecessary".
Yes, it's not necessary.
If you can defeat the enemy with just one force, there is no need to do anything extra. Just make sure that you can defeat the enemy.
"I advise you not to take action."
The thin magical threads were like needles, easily piercing Tarant's lips and sewing his mouth together, blocking all his fear and pain in his mouth.
Kyle casually clicked his little tail in front of him and said: "It is difficult to master the power of stepping on ants without killing them."
Patapapapapap~
A burst of slow footsteps came from outside the trading house.
The person who came was the old housekeeper who had disappeared for a while.
Old White strolled up to Kyle and said softly: "Lord, the evidence has been submitted. This is the cloth from the privateering gang. All of it is here."
As he spoke, he handed over a closed iron box.
Kyle stepped back slightly, left Tarrant, opened the box and took a look.
A faint smell of blood came out of the box. As Tyrant struggled, the fear in his eyes became more intense.
This madman wouldn't just kill all the privateering gangs under his control, would he?
Madman, what an unscrupulous madman!
Unprecedented fear made the face of this slave trader who had been operating in the black zone for several years uncontrollably reveal a look of defenselessness.
This guy really dared to kill a plundering group of more than fifty people!
"That's good. Privateer gangs in England do not enjoy humanitarian asylum. I like this rule very much!" Kyle laughed wildly and released the level 0 magic [Mage's Hand].
The palm of the generated ghost directly took out the blood-stained cloth fragments from the box, and swiped it toward the backyard.
The blood-stained cloths fell down one after another. Kyle looked at the middle-aged aristocratic man in the backyard, looking at him with gloomy eyes, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Huo, let me see who this is. Isn't this Baron Bernard? It's really rare to see such a big man here. I originally wanted to go to your Bernard Chamber of Commerce to have a look, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.
It’s really… rare to see you here!”
Baron Bernard, who had been watching quietly in the backyard, hit the ground heavily with his crutch and said coldly:
"Succubus blood, superhuman appearance, and this crazy behavior... turns out to be Baron Heloise? He is really even more arrogant than the rumors say."
"I'm sorry, I haven't been out of the house much in the past few years, which may have given you a strange illusion... Speaking of which, a group of barbarians sneaked into my territory a few days ago. They were really scary."
Baron Bernard snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "With Baron Heloise's character, she would never sleep well no matter where she is. After all, there are not many people who can cause trouble as soon as they return to the royal capital like you.
Oh, no, after all, you still have the blood of the Charles family in your body. Even if you really get into something serious, I think Earl Lei Zhe will find a way to fish you out out of kindness!"
When Kyle heard this, he clenched his fingers and said with a worried look: "I really can't sleep well during this period. I worry every day that a barbarian will suddenly jump in while I'm sleeping.
Break me into pieces.
Maybe a few days later, a small newspaper in the capital will report that ‘a certain border lord died at home, and after multiple investigations it was ruled out as a homicide’! I’m really afraid of death!”
He wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed:
"Speaking of which, after that incident happened, I sent one of my rangers to the northern wilderness to escort some goods, but unexpectedly they were attacked by a small tribe.
My subordinates didn't stop and accidentally fought back, and guess what I found at the scene of that small tribe?"
Baron Bernard gripped the cane a little tighter, with almost no expression on his face.
But Kyle didn't care about him at all. He walked slowly to him, took off a piece of bloody cloth that had fallen on Baron Bernard's shoulder at some point, and said:
"Your son and the caravan were actually hijacked by such a small tribe. There were a lot of supplies from the Bernard Trading Company inside, with the trademarks erased. Alas, the world is getting more and more chaotic.
I didn't expect that Bernard Trading Company, the leading company among the emerging aristocracy, would also encounter this kind of thing as a layman. It really made me feel a little uneasy.
Sir Bernard, I have sent all your children and the supplies of the Chamber of Commerce to the Noble Council, so you don't have to worry.
It's quite funny to say that the group of barbarians who attacked me seemed to think that we couldn't understand the tribal language, so they shouted the name "Bone Chewing" before they died, but the students of the monarch of the Royal Capital's Energy Shaping Department heard them.
There happened to be another traveling barbarian in that tribe, and he happened to be named "Chewing Bones". Listen, is it a coincidence? What a coincidence!
I have told the adults of the Noble Council exactly what happened, but I don’t know how the gentlemen of the Council will view such a thing."
Hey, it’s hard, it’s hard, the old man with the “I have nothing to lose” face just now has a hard fist!
On the contrary, Kyle only felt that his whole body was filled with energy, an indescribable joy, which gave him a sense of comfort in fighting back.
"Hmph, just rely on Lionheart's bloodline and do whatever you want..." He didn't speak, and walked toward the front hall with a cane.
Then he saw the dense magic threads in the front hall, hesitated for a moment, and took a step forward.
Suddenly, one of the magic threads broke and flew out, splitting the oak front desk into two.
Baron Bernard broke into a cold sweat, snorted twice, and shouted to the stalker in the front hall: "It's useless, it disturbs my interest in broad daylight."
Then he turned around and walked toward the small door of the backyard. Perhaps he was walking in a hurry, and the sound of the cane hitting the ground became louder.
Several players had fun expressions on their faces, and Tan Xiaoyu even used the system camera to take pictures like crazy.
Materials, these are all materials!
Nanke was holding a small bench in his hand, neither standing nor sitting, just like a Tiehanhan who was at a loss when partying and didn't know what to do.
Sister Astartes, whose mouth was full of blood and whose health bar was almost empty due to blood loss, grinned.
This little guy Kyle is really annoying when he's so angry.
But I like it.
Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
Since Kyle gave him face like this, he couldn't return the favor?