The big blue fish is very fat, with a horizontal tail fin and two giant abdominal fins. Its body is covered with dreamy blue and white runes, and as the runes flow, blue waves bloom.
With the big fish as the center, it swings in all directions.
The little witch is hiding in the heart of the big fish.
She was still half-wrapped in the black cloak. Originally, the black color of the cloak was extremely conspicuous on the translucent skin of the big fish, but as the little witch's breathing became calmer and calmer, the blue color wrapped around her became more and more obvious.
It became more and more intense and dazzling, and the black mark soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
The only thing left in the hall was a big blue fish half floating in the void.
The four wizards jumped onto the back of the big fish.
After the demonic aura that filled the hall came into contact with the blue waves emanating from the big fish, it was like boiling oil colliding with cold water, being blown up and splashing out, and icy-cold flames ignited wherever they landed.
Caught by those flames, it will turn into a cloud of ice shavings in a moment. Nikita saw with his own eyes that an old lich's robe was stained with an ice flame because of his carelessness. In just the blink of an eye, the flames followed the robe.
It burned to the old lich's neck, and then penetrated through its compact facial features.
After the old lich wailed, he lost his breath, and a layer of crystal blue appeared on his face, like the black ice of the deep sea. Some lichs clustered around the hall were embarrassed to avoid this unreasonable disaster.
But more lich eyes flashed with fierce bloody light:
"Don't let them get away!"
"Get these cubs!!"
"Save me two pounds of ribs!"
"I want to stew witch-brain soup!!!"
Screams and anger mixed together, making the whole hall a bit chaotic. Under normal circumstances, when the two big demons are present, other low-level monsters should express respect and surrender, at least not shout in front of the big demon. But here
It's the second floor of the wizard tower. The old lichs who stay here are all guys with no hope of advancement and weak spirits.
They really go crazy.
Bloody vines protruded from the void in all directions, like eight-clawed octopuses, grabbing at the big blue fish; black flames fell from the sky like raindrops, hitting the fish's back; and there were pale bone arrows, carrying karma.
Iron chains of fire, roaring ghosts, invisible curses, etc., the lichs summoned thousands of magic spells to attack the big fish in a chaotic manner.
But the few young wizards on the back of the fish seemed to be integrated with the big fish. The iron ropes and vines that tried to pull them off the back of the fish always failed; and the fish's body was extremely slippery and difficult to catch.
As for spells or magic, if they fall on a big fish, they will only create ripples or slide off the fish's skin, leaving no trace of harm.
A simple energy attack seemed to replenish the magic power of the big fish, making it grow bigger and faster.
The big blue fish swung its huge tail, rolled up clear blue waves, and pushed the big fish to slide out of the mage tower, almost escaping.
Buzz!!
The bronze cauldron in front of the black wall emitted a soft cry, and the entire yellow land echoed.
Buzz!!
Invisible ripples spread in all directions, like invisible nooses, strung out a large invisible net. And the big fish landed in the center of the net.
This is the magic circle of the withered land.
The location of this lich settlement can be hidden externally and resist the invasion of powerful enemies; internally it can also be transformed into a dragnet to catch all those who disrupt the rules.
The black tide flows in the void, rushing and gurgling, gushing out along every mesh.
This is the evil water from the abyss.
Can corrupt all goodness and hope.
The big fish vigorously flapped its fins on both sides and swung its tail behind it, stirring up blue waves one after another.
The blue waves meet the black tide, quietly neutralizing those tides. The blue fades, the black disappears, and together they turn into white waves.
The white waves cheered, sitting on the blue and black tide, pushing the big fish to swim faster.
Sir Ulrich's eyes moved slightly, and the fingers holding the thin staff under his robe tightened slightly, then he sighed softly and took a step forward.
Captain Misty raised his eyelids and glanced at the old lich.
Sir Ulrich raised his left hand.
Like many old people, its left hand is thin and dull, and the back of the hand is covered with scars of time. But its hand is fundamentally different from the hands of ordinary old people.
As the Archlich raised his left hand, a heavy shadow suddenly appeared over the withered land.
Nikita looked up and saw that the clouds, sun, and starlight in the sky had all disappeared, replaced by a huge palm. It was an old man's hand, with skinny fingers, and the arm only extended to the elbow, and disappeared behind the elbow.
In the void.
Sir Ulrich's left hand moved slightly.
The giant hand in mid-air also moved.
The banshee swallowed quietly and opened her eyes wide.
Sir Ulrich pressed down his hand to catch the big fish. But although the blue figure was large, it was extremely flexible. Its escape trajectory was like lightning in a thunderstorm, with twists and turns and stiff turns.
There is no pattern and it is extremely fast.
He grabbed it with his big hand and only caught the tail of the big fish.
Then the tail flicked hard and escaped from the big hand. It was truly as slippery as a fish.
Nikita pretended to look at the big hand intently, not daring to look at Sir Ulrich's face. She was sure that her mentor's face looked a little ugly now - especially when Captain Misty next to her gave a vague low voice.
The smile made the banshee feel terrified in her heart.
This reminded her of the scene a long time ago when she followed the captain and met the other three sea monsters.
Same danger.
He could die at any time.
She didn't even dare to swallow a sip of saliva, lest the little noise would make the great lich angry and hang her on the black wall.
Sir Ulrich was silent for a few seconds.
The big fish ran farther and farther.
Then the big lich changed the cane in his right hand to his left hand and raised his right hand. In mid-air, the big hand also changed slightly.
This time, Sir Ulrich did not catch the big fish directly.
The big hand didn't even move, it just made a claw in mid-air. But with this claw, the entire yellow land groaned in pain, and the air flow surged within a hundred miles, and time seemed to freeze, and the space also disappeared.
It flows like syrup between the fingers of that big hand.
The big fish in the center of this claw was finally stopped from escaping.
As if caught in the wind wall of a tornado, the powerful vortex rotated and sucked it towards the palm of the big hand. The big fish frantically fanned its fins and tail, which could only slow down the progress slightly.
Nikita's eyes were a little complicated and he breathed a sigh of relief.
All the lichs in the entire hall let out a sigh of relief.