After a while, all the magic weapons on display had been moved onto the platform, and there were three of them in total. Because they were all covered with white cloth, it was not possible to tell what they were at once. We could only make baseless guesses based on their appearance. There was one item among them.
It is extremely huge, visually estimated to be over four meters high and over one and a half meters wide. Standing on the platform, it looks a bit like a bloated human being.
The other two pieces are relatively smaller.
In this short period of time, the square, which can accommodate 20,000 people, has been filled with people on the three inner and outer floors, which shows the popularity of this Feng Chi in the underground party.
At this time, the staff on the platform receded like a tide, leaving only Mr. Feng Chi.
The square fell silent, and all eyes were focused on this unkempt and slovenly old man.
Master Feng Chi seemed to really enjoy the feeling of being admired by thousands of people. He opened his arms and raised his face sixty degrees. Suddenly there was thunderous applause, and everyone selflessly cheered for this old man.
Seeing Feng Chi's appearance, Xiaoyu in Siyu's arms couldn't help but tilted her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "What's so great about him? He's just a bad old man!"
In Xiaoyu's heart, only her Siyu in the world can be admired by the world. This plain old man obviously cannot be compared with Siyu. Fortunately, Xiaoyu's voice was low and they were far away from the square, so they did not let the underground party members
The crowd heard it. Otherwise, if they heard that someone dared to slander their idol, it would be strange not to eat Siyu and the others alive.
The applause lasted for three minutes before slowly fading away. Mr. Feng Chi, who was greatly satisfied with his vanity, walked to his first work with a smile. He slowly touched the work with his hands, as if he was touching the most beloved woman, even though he was separated from him.
Siyu Lao Yuan could also see the fiery passion in Feng Chi's eyes.
He is also an interesting person - Siyu thought with a smile.
Wow——
The white cloth was pulled down, revealing the first piece of work.
What is displayed in front of everyone is a broom-like thing. The whole body is made of a purple-ink branch, and it is fan-shaped at the tail end, as cool as the tail feathers of a bird of paradise; at the handle, it is decorated with the Big Dipper.
The shape of the broom is inlaid with seven sparkling silver crystals, which set off each other and emit a faint halo; the surface of the broom is covered with complex patterns engraved with mithril. Siyu concluded that it must be something similar to a magic circle.
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Feng Chi didn't seem to be very satisfied with this work. He simply introduced it in a very casual tone: "This broom is called: Shuttle. It is an auxiliary flying magic weapon with seven crystals on the handle.
The stone can absorb spiritual energy on its own to replenish energy. The speed is pretty good."
Sure enough, the reaction of the people in the square was not strong. In this world, women and children all have special abilities, and almost everyone can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, so pure flying magic weapons are not taken seriously by people.
But there was one person who looked quite excited... that was Siyu.
If Siyu's Death Army was equipped with this kind of flying broomstick, it would be a different story.
Except for the Evil Bone Dragon, none of the Death Legion can fly, so they naturally lose their air superiority. If the enemy flies into the air in advance, the Death Legion will do nothing but raise their heads and sigh. However, if the equipment
With this kind of flying magic weapon, everything will be different. No matter in the sky or on the earth, it will be the stage for the Death Army to perform.
I just don’t know if the production cost of such a flying broomstick is high. If not, Siyu would even want to equip every skeleton soldier with one.
"It seems that I have to go and meet this Mr. Feng Chi later." Siyu said to himself.
At this time, Master Feng Chi on the platform had already walked up to the second work, lifted up the white cloth, and revealed a fist-sized, pitch-black iron ball.
Carefully holding up the iron ball, taking a deep breath, Feng Chi said solemnly: "The nuclear magnetic bomb can be remotely controlled and exploded. Its power is equivalent to a blow from a fourth-level master. It is an upgraded version of the magic bomb."
As soon as these words came out, people's faces suddenly showed extremely shocked expressions. The fourth-level masters are already among the top in the desert. This powerful magic bomb is undoubtedly an ultimate weapon. The underground party gave birth to this kind of
After the weapons, the pattern of the desert will be broken again. If this kind of nuclear magnetic bomb can be mass-produced, unifying the desert will no longer be a dream. Even if fifth-level masters come, the underground party will have the strength to crush them.
Siyu also had this thought in his mind, if the Death Army were to have a nuclear bomb in each hand and fly all over the sky on a shuttle. By then, they would be able to hit wherever they wanted and blow up whoever they wanted.
On the platform, Feng Chi was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. After thinking for a moment, he painfully made a decision to detonate a nuclear magnetic bomb to let everyone see its power.
Everyone below held their breath and watched quietly.
Feng Chi held up the nuclear magnetic bomb with both hands, and clouds formed under his feet, like a rocket, soaring up to an altitude of one thousand meters. Feng Chi stopped and fiddled with the nuclear magnetic bomb with his hands.
"Crack!" With a sound, the nuclear magnetic bomb cracked from both sides, and a pair of small metal wings "grew out", fluttering away from Feng Chi's hand and continuing to fly high into the sky.
Feng Chi landed on the ground and looked up at the sky like everyone else. Soon the nuclear magnetic bomb with wings had flown into the sky. With Siyu's eyesight, he could only see a black dot the size of half a sesame seed.
At this moment, Feng Chi crushed a jade talisman in his hand, and the nuclear magnetic bomb detonated.
From the black spot, an extremely dazzling light emerged, first the size of a sesame dot, and then rapidly expanding. It was as if there was an extra sun in the sky, and the huge light waves quickly swallowed up all around. Even standing on the ground, you can see the sky
At that moment, there was a violent tremor, and the thick clouds with a radius of thousands of miles quickly melted away, and the power of the nuclear magnetic bomb was fully demonstrated, forming a huge mushroom cloud in the sky. It was only then that the ear-piercing roar came down.
, the crowd was all shocked.
Siyu nodded. It was indeed a full blow from a fourth-level master. This Master Feng Chi could actually invent a magic weapon of this level. If one day he wanted to be his enemy, he would definitely be a tough opponent.
Thinking of this, Siyu became more determined to make good friends with the other party.
Shocked! The underground party members raised their necks one by one. It was not until a long time later that they came to their senses and let out earth-shaking cheers.
"Long live!" "Great Lord Feng Chi!" Thousands of praises were thrown at Feng Chi on the platform, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared. People in other areas of the tribe were also awakened by the explosion just high in the sky, and they all faced this direction, exposing their faces.
A pious look.
Feng Chi's heart was bleeding, and it wasn't until the moment the nuclear magnetic bomb detonated that he had the thought of regret. God knows how much effort he spent, how many precious materials he used, and how many times he failed to develop this nuclear magnetic bomb.
There were two finished products, and one was wasted just to show off. How could it not hurt his body? However, he did not expect that it would cause such a big sensation, which made him feel a little more balanced.
Moving slowly, Feng Chi continued to walk towards the third work, which was also the largest one.
Siyu's interest was also aroused, and she really wanted to see what surprises this bad old man could come up with right away.
At this time, Xiaoyu and the others complained, "It's so boring. What's so interesting about this bad old man? Siyu, can we go somewhere else to hang out?!"
Siyu, who was preoccupied with the old man, did not hear Xiaoyu's words clearly at all, but nodded subconsciously. The three girls immediately felt as if they had been pardoned, and ran happily to the street next to them.