The more magic power you can control, the more possibilities you can create magic. This is a saying that all magicians know when they embark on the path of magicians. It is also the biggest difference between low-level and high-level magicians.
Growing up in Mostana, where the strongest level in this continent was only level six, Ye Shui couldn't imagine how the magic used by magicians above level seven was any different from that of level six.
Now she knows.
The Serier cavalry began to burst into flames the moment they stepped into the prepared formation. These flames were like tarsal maggots that could not be extinguished no matter how hard they were beaten.
Almost within a few seconds, this small amount of flames began to burn violently. The Seler cavalrymen who were burned into flames howled miserably. They jumped off the burning horses and rolled on the ground.
A magician saw through the key and ordered the cavalry not to stop but to continue moving forward. However, the cavalry at the front of the team was surprised to find that a once-burning wall of fire slowly rose from the ground and blocked the entire block.
Hundreds of Serel cavalrymen seemed to be locked on a grill, and with the light and dark of the magic circle, they continued to turn into charred corpses.
The cavalry in the circle either bumped into the circle, knelt down to pray, or shouted in panic, but none of these could change their fate of death.
Ye Shui, who was standing at a high place, felt that it was a little difficult to breathe. She slowly turned her head and looked at the floating mist, but suddenly she remembered that the other party had no expression.
Ye Shui couldn't talk to Lulutis. Although she knew from Lu Yu that this was a seventh-level magician, the chat room space was limited and she couldn't enter at all.
In order to cooperate with Lulutis' work, Ye Shui became Lulutis's "puppet".
Lulutis floated to Ye Shui and controlled her upper body with her tentacles to arrange the seventh-level magic circle.
There are many such magic circles, and the effects are different, but one thing is certain, the magic circles provided by Lulutis are more cruel than the last.
According to the report of the herald in another neighborhood, the Serel cavalry there were instantly swallowed up by the fire after triggering the magic circle. A group of "fire men" with humanoid outlines were born from their bodies burned by the flames. These fire men rushed towards them one after another.
He attacks his closest companions and burns them alive...
Some neighborhood heralds reported that the ground quickly heated up after Serel soldiers entered the magic circle, and even Serel magicians could not cool it down with water magic.
Immediately afterwards, on the hot ground, tongues of fire spurted out, turning into vines, tightly binding the Seler soldiers above the magic circle, dragging them to the ground, and roasting them alive.
Lu Yu felt a chill in his back when he learned the news. He knew before that Lulutis liked to play with fire and was an explosive genius, but what kind of fire magic she knew, Lu Yu didn't know. After all, she only had
Being able to exert third-level strength basically uses third-level magic, and these third-level magics look really ordinary.
"Did you invent these?"
Lulutis seemed to sense Lu Yu's thoughts and sighed: "Not entirely, and in fact, most of these magics are failed works."
"Is this still a failed work?" Lu Yu exclaimed.
"Qualified high-level magic must meet the requirements of stability, high efficiency, easy release, and low consumption. However, these magics either waste magic power, are not easy to use in actual combat, or have poor stability..."
"boom!"
While the conversation was taking place in the chat room, an explosion occurred in Blue Water City.
Lu Yu looked up and saw a neighborhood not far away filled with black smoke.
"It should be that a magic circle was unstable and exploded." Lulutis continued, "These magics were created to deal with other high-level magicians, and they are more than enough to deal with these soldiers."
More than enough?
Cannon to kill mosquitoes!
Lu Yu suddenly understood why Lulutis was so restrained along the way.
The knowledge she knows is too powerful for the local aboriginals. It is so powerful that as long as it is used successfully, it can bring countless deaths. Even a sixth-level magician can't stop her because the understanding of magic on both sides has already been improved.
the gap.
Because she is indeed a genius.
In a place where the highest combat power is only four or five levels, as long as she uses her knowledge, she will affect the local balance of power. Once she has in-depth contact with the local people, even if she leaves knowledge with good intentions, it may bring significance to the area.
Unexpected disaster.
In order to avoid that possibility, she could only restrain herself from imparting knowledge to the greatest extent.
"How many levels of magicians can the magic circle you are setting up now kill?"
The arrays arranged in various blocks to wipe out Lu Yu's tactics are all very simple. However, this one has not yet been completed. Ye Shui has taken a lot of potions provided by Lulutis and absorbed a lot of magic cores and crystals.
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The complexity of the magic circle was far beyond Ye Shui's imagination.
The time it took to set up the array exceeded Lu Yu's estimate.
Lulutis's answer to this was, "This circle is different from others."
"I'm not sure. I've never killed anyone with it before."
Lu Yu was choked by Lulutis' words, and it took him a while to complain: "But it took you quite a long time."
Lulutis emphasized: "Although I have never killed anyone with it, it was created to deal with someone you know, and she did suffer a big loss."
"who?"
"Rabbit." Lulutis said, "If you tell her to burn rabbit hair next time you see her, her expression will be very interesting."
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Orkus rushed to the outside of Blue Water North City. As the herald said, the place really stinks.
As far as the eye could see, the ruins of the North City were all dyed yellow-brown, and the splatter-like traces left by the dirt when it fell to the ground were everywhere. The strong odor continued to float away, and penetrated into everyone's nostrils.
This is the first time that Serier's engineers who are responsible for building roads and bridges and cleaning up the battlefield have seen such a tragic scene. If it weren't for the heavy military orders, they wouldn't even have planned to work in this stinky hell.
The engineers who came here reluctantly urged the slaves of all races captured by Selel to work, and they themselves were lazy as much as possible.
The doctors responsible for the rescue wore masks and searched for survivors from the sea of blood in Shishan Mountain. Their strong sense of responsibility allowed them to overcome the stench and constantly traveled back and forth between Wengcheng and Beicheng. However, their efforts had little effect.
The first damage caused by the explosion, the second damage caused by the burst of hot golden juice, and the third damage caused by the golden juice rising into the sky and then falling heavily and being submerged are enough to kill any unprepared soldier.
Most of the neat corpses found by doctors had extensive burn marks, and these people suffered more pain than those lucky enough to die in the explosion.
The mutilated corpses and the stumps recovered by the doctors scattered all over the place were placed together. After the identification tags were found, they would be burned.
Orkus, who endured the stench and came here alone, saw the exposed human parts in the ruins that were gradually washed away by water magic, and also saw the corpses that were piled together and turned to ashes in the flames.
Flesh and flesh, mutilation, the resentment that began to rise because of the death of his companions, the restless air, the disturbing sounds of fighting... countless images intertwined and rotated in Orkus's mind.
The eyeball injured in the summoning accident began to sting, and Orkus trembled uncontrollably, and a throbbing from the depths of his soul began to roar.
Allowing that impulse to seduce his heart, Orkus meditated vigorously, calling deep in his heart...
Like an old-fashioned gramophone turning on, what I witnessed instead of what I described in a book filled every corner of my soul.
"Summon it."
The sound seemed to float from the end of the infinite spiral staircase. Orcus, who was struggling in his thoughts, stretched out his hand to grasp the source of the sound, but suddenly woke up dripping with sweat.
Orkus did not wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead. He was trembling with excitement. For fear of missing the opportunity, he quickly stood up and stretched out his hand towards the ruins in front of him.
"The summoning ceremony begins!"
"Describe..."
The chariot of flesh and blood racing in front of him that night became increasingly clear and distinct.
"describe…"
For the first time, Orcus violated the law of evocation that description is better than description and sketchily described the details of the flesh and blood chariot.
It was as if there was some kind of power telling him that he didn't need to do that to succeed.
It was only then that the people around him noticed that the unaccompanied man walking on the front line was actually a summoner.
In the Seventh Army, there is only one Summoner!
They all raised their heads, staring at the ball of light that was constantly surging in the air, looking forward to the summons coming from it.
Deformed flesh and blood emerged there, and the dark red body and white skeleton were revealed bit by bit.
Watching the flesh and blood chariot fall to the ground, the huge "car lights" flashed one after another, as if greeting him, Orkus trembled all over, he was speechless in ecstasy, the magic power in his body was drained, and he was so overdrawn that he was so weak that he could hold on.
The body stood up.
"Succeeded..."
Ignoring the completely stunned soldiers around him, he staggered forward and gently touched every part of the flesh and blood chariot with his hands, feeling the feeling that this strange summoned object actually existed here.
The tentacles of the flesh and blood chariot suddenly extended, swept away a piece of minced meat scattered nearby, and stuffed it directly into the body.
After noticing this scene, Orkus understood something.
"Want more?"
The flesh chariot waved its tentacles.
Orkus took out the magic crystal he carried with him, replenished a little bit of magic power, and finally had the strength to continue speaking.
Orkus pointed to the Blue Water City in the distance: "There is more flesh and blood there that you can't finish eating. I order you to devour them!"
The flesh and blood chariot started, and with the help of the countless pale hands on the chassis, the white bone wheels walked on the uneven ruins as if they were on smooth ground.
Following Orkus's order, it only took a few clicks to fly into Blue Water City.
In the distance, Orkus heard a series of screams. When he came to the flesh and blood chariot, there was nothing left except blood spattered on the wall.
The constant creaking sounds within the body of the flesh-and-blood war vehicle revealed the final fate of those people.