When it comes to a spell that can bring the simplest and most intuitive sense of oppression to ordinary people, every mage will have his or her own opinion.
Among them, many mages may vote for a spell.
Big Meteor Technique.
Although there is a gap between the real "shooting you with a star", but for the mortals who are watching the meteorite falling from below, it seems that the speed is not fast, but basically unable to escape the impact range at the moment of falling, it can definitely bring people
Deep, fear.
As for the one on Fredaza's head at this time, Aaron's evaluation was: "It's far worse than pulling one directly from the universe."
However, there is no need to blame this person too harshly. After all, the "cosmic space" corresponding to this world is too dangerous. If you directly pull the real meteorite, it may not be the "Big Meteor Technique", but the "Mythical Creature Summoning Technique".
Having said that, things moved a little too quickly tonight.
Aaron's original plan was to have a good talk with the Morai family, but judging from the situation of the three people who came forward to meet the enemy, it might be a bit uncertain.
With blood as the link, their bodies were severely eroded by the green branches, and they became monsters mixed with the divinity of a certain being.
As for the person who came to the door at night, he first attacked the door and the guards, and then made verbal threats. After the situation went beyond expectations, he immediately planned to fulfill his initial harsh words and hit the city with meteorites.
Where did this grumpy old man come from?
Aaron, who thought it would be a good show but was sore-eyed, sighed and stretched out his hand to the sky.
One catch.
The huge stone disappeared.
"Huh?" The figure was suddenly shocked, and then without hesitation, he teleported through space and disappeared.
"Resolute." Aaron said.
Being shocked and running away at the same time, it's so cowardly.
"But that 'person' just now was a doll, right?" Aron thought thoughtfully.
Now, his "main business" is still a puppeteer, and both operators and producers are involved. If the other person can't tell that he is showing off on his face for so long, then he is more or less not good enough.
This should be the most powerful doll he has ever seen. It is a spiritual being and can be called a powerful spirit.
"It's the Divine Court of Jiji... No, that puppet just now has a self-circulating operating circuit and no external connection. Instead, it's more like..."
HRE's ingenuity on Earth.
When a puppet that has undergone clever manipulation magic operates independently of the puppet master, the remaining operating circuits will self-circulate, so even those puppets that are out of control are still running using clever magic.
It’s just that Aaron has actually seen the Magical Court on the Golden Continent. He wonders how this organization treats the dolls and whether they will let the dolls escape from control.
Ignoring this issue for the time being, Aaron turned his attention to the courtyard of the Morai family.
Those three people are almost no longer human, and through them, the green branches are still growing, eroding towards the surroundings.
However, if the Morai family dares to release people to fight against foreign enemies, Aaron will not believe it if they are not prepared to deal with it.
Sure enough, someone quickly approached, holding a white and silver double-edged ax in his hand.
Seeing that thing, Aaron's eyes widened slightly.
He came close to a certain distance and then stopped, holding the ax handle with both hands, chanting something in a low voice, and after a moment he suddenly raised the ax with one hand.
A silver mark flashed, and as the light spread, the three people suddenly let out horrifying screams.
"ah!"
"Save...me..."
"Uh-huh!"
The green branches around them quickly withered under the light of silver, and the remaining ones around them quickly disappeared into ashes, while the green branches near the three people got into their bodies one after another in an attempt to escape.
But the shining of silver light is still effective on the three of them.
All the green branches on their bodies retracted into their bodies, and their bodies began to expand and shrink strangely.
The three of them were lying on the ground, cyan liquid continuously flowing out from the seven orifices on their faces and the pores on their bodies, and the liquid was decomposed under the light.
When the flowing liquid gradually returned to bright red, the caster waited for a while before slowly lowering the double-edged axe, and the silver light dissipated.
The three of them were relieved and took big breaths, as if someone about to drown had breathed fresh air.
After the man who had self-destructed before took a breath, his face, which had been distorted beyond recognition, showed a hint of relief. He turned over and lay on the ground. His deep breathing became shallower and slower, and finally stopped.
The other two finally recovered and stood up with the help of the guards around them.
Everyone present fell into silence as they looked at the companion who had fought with him and died next to him in such a twisted posture.
"He's dead." The man holding a double-edged ax came over and said in a deep voice.
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After the body was shattered, it was forcibly spliced together by the power of Cyan Zhiya. Now that Cyan Zhiya's power was suppressed, his body lost its support and he lost his life directly.
"Yeah." One person gasped and sighed.
The other person shook his head and turned away, not wanting to look anymore.
"Have a good rest, thank you for your hard work." said the axe-wielding man.
"I don't have any time to rest. When I was young, I saw the puppets of Jiji Shenting, so I can tell that the person just now is a puppet. Their power is beyond imagination. Although I don't know why the person withdrew, but the meteorite technique just now
How many of us will have to sacrifice to be able to block it if it comes down? What will the city do if it is blocked?"
The silent man suddenly spoke, and the emotions that had been pent up were out of control at this moment. Questions were raised one after another, leaving everyone around him speechless.
"What else can we do!? What is Flair doing!" he snapped.
Everyone in the devastated courtyard fell into silence at this moment.
They don't know how long it will take for this kind of day to end.
"Sorry for disturbing you."
At this time, a voice broke the silence.
A man in strange clothes appeared next to the knocked-out fountain and sat on the edge of the fountain. The water sprayed by him could not wet his body at all.
Everyone present became alert, and the two people who were being supported immediately pushed away the guards around them, ready to fight again at any time.
"I'm different from the one just now. I'm here to have a good talk with you. Of course, depending on how you behave, I may have gone even further than the one just now. What do you think?" Aaron's voice was soothing, but yet
It brought a more unbearable sense of oppression than the grumpy guy just now.
"Who are you?" the axe-wielder asked in a deep voice.
"Don't care who I am, if you cooperate, I will try to help you. This is your last chance. You should know it in your heart. Now, whether there are people inside or outside the city who want you dead and want the secrets you hide, Bibi
All of them." Aaron has no intention of arguing with them, his goal is very clear.
I also want to take my own dolls on vacation. If I solve it one day earlier, I will have an extra day off.
Seeing that they were still hesitant, Aaron said: "Look up."
His unquestionable tone carried a majestic tone that could not be violated, and everyone present raised their heads at his words.
Then, their vision was obscured by a huge meteorite.
"I confiscated it just now. I am more merciful and can accurately control its impact within your mansion without leaking out at all. Are you happy? Under my hands, you can die alone without bringing the entire city with you.
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"Your Excellency!" the axe-bearer kept shouting.
And this title has undoubtedly expressed his attitude.
The meteorite above his head disappeared again.
The strangely dressed man in front of him made no movement at all, no magic power spread on his body, no spells constructed, and no mental fluctuations.
All this just seemed to this person as simple as breathing.
Strength speaks for itself. The other party can throw a meteorite down at any time and crush them to death, but now they are saying nicely that they want to help them. No matter what the other party's purpose is, they have no choice.
"Your Excellency, please come with me." The axe-holder said respectfully, and as he bowed, the sweat from the tip of his nose fell to the ground.
god?
Only God has such great power.
Are there actually walking gods in this world?
After getting Alon's permission, the axe-wielding man led Alon into the mansion. At the same time, he quickly sent a signal to notify the family owner.
Although his body was shaking slightly due to the aftertaste of fear, the ax wielder was not stupid. The help promised by such a strong man might really bring hope to the Morai family.
The signal he sent was quickly responded to.
"Your Excellency, I will take you to meet our contemporary head of the family, Friar Morai."
Aaron, on the other hand, looked around absentmindedly and nodded casually after hearing the sound.
The axe-wielding man dare not feel dissatisfied at all. Even though he has had an extraordinary status in the Morai family for a long time, because he has been in a high position for a long time, he has a clearer understanding of the current situation than most people in the family.
The family is heading towards the abyss, and the role of external forces is only to accelerate the process.
But within their family, there was no way to deal with what happened at this time.
While he was grieving, Aaron suddenly asked: "How many times has your family changed their last names?"
The ax wielder was a little confused about this question, but he did not dare to neglect it. He recalled the genealogy he had read and said, "About ten times."
"What's the first surname?" Aaron asked knowingly.
The axe-wielder was stunned for a moment by this question. He really couldn't remember this clearly, but he was a mentally active mage anyway. He could recall it after a little digging.