Chapter 698

Here is a tavern called the gray owl. The building material of the small tavern is rare pyroxene. The binder is not the current popular tough sand, but the white stone powder similar to cement. Originally, there was a layer of white lime on the wall, but after many years, most of them have been peeled off. With the growth of moss, it looks like a mottled feeling at first.

It is said that the gray owl tavern had already existed before the Huolian empire was established. Its history can be traced back to more than 300 years ago.

If put on the earth, it will certainly be preserved as a historical relic.

However, this tavern, which witnessed the establishment, rise and decline of Huolian, was completely destroyed in the smoke.

Fortunately, the people in this block had been evacuated by the city guards, and the large-scale explosion did not involve other people.

A pair of huge white wings unfolded in vain. The hurricane blew away the smoke and dust from the collapse of buildings, revealing the culprit of the situation.

Aude stood in the center of the ruins with a ferocious face. Behind him, the pair of huge wings fluttered slowly, and around him were the radiating remains of the building.

I saw that the wings of the fan speed gradually accelerated, he just like an angel flew into the sky, leaving only a small circle of dust on the ground.

This block has long been a mess because of the battle between two great magicians. However, around the block, the five color transparent border wall stands towering, which seems to separate the area from the king Huolian.

"Bang, where did that guy go..."

Od smacked his lips and looked down.

He didn't think the explosion would have done much damage to SIVI.

In the battle just now, he successfully attached a sucker creature with a ghost bomb attached to SIVI. On the contrary, he was kicked into the tavern by SIVI.

It can be seen that the evacuation of residents is in a hurry, and there are still food and drink on many tables in the tavern. As a result, oder still had a macaroni hanging on his head, and his robes smelled like ale.

The bomb effect of the sucker creature is that the affected people can't leave the explosion site for a short time, which is a bit of high-level bondage.

Sylvester ate the blast solidly, but with the effect of the robe and various magic equipment, he survived the blow.

"As long as we can find him..."

Just as Aude was reading, the space behind him was suddenly distorted. Then a hand holding a flame saw sword stretched out from it and slashed it at aud without him noticing it!

Although there is no mage alarm like Sylvie, as a great mage, OD's sense of rectitude is much stronger than ordinary people. Almost at the same moment, he was aware of the abnormality, and subconsciously twisted to the side, so that his body barely escaped the blow of the void magic sword, only half of his wings were cut off.

As soon as the half of the wings left each other's body, the magic power inside quickly activated, and finally turned into a force that was hard to pour out. It expanded disorderly, and finally brought the destruction accompanied by the explosion.

Until then, Sylvie appeared there, shaking his arm numb by the explosion, and uttered a meaningless sigh: "I didn't expect you to hide from me."

"Well, I don't shiver in the void like you do." Aud retorted.

Under the influence of magic, the wings behind him were gradually restored.

"Emptiness is also a part of the battlefield. Don't play when you are upset."

Sylvie replied without hesitation.

While the two men were fighting, the physical fighting did not stop.

Aude once again threw out a large number of fly puppets, and let them all fly towards Seaver. One or two of them seemed like small bombers. It didn't matter if one or two of them were one or two. It really made Seaver feel a little headache.

However, Sylvie's copy is not in vain, and his growing sense of fighting makes him almost miss those buzzing fly bombs. The bombs that had been flashed fell into empty houses or ruins, causing a series of big explosions.

When you meet someone who really can't hide, you will let it bump into your own empty battle robe and watch it eroded by the void energy

And Sylvie didn't sit and wait for the other party to shoot. While the fly bomb came, the space around him was covered with etheric wires coated with void energy. As long as Aude dared to get close, he would be torn apart in an instant!

In addition, there are many more fly bombs in the virtual line, the invincible virtual line cut into pieces.

"The effect of flies Is it poison? "

Sylvie frowned and looked at the green patches on his hand.

He took out an antidote produced by the system and drank it. The green patches quickly faded and disappeared.The effect of the ghost bomb is too much trouble. Not to mention the basic explosive ability, that kind of strange incidental ability let Sylvie suffer a lot.

If it wasn't for his emptiness that could weaken the effect of the ghost bomb on him, I'm afraid he felt like lying dead and waiting for another one to come to revenge shortly after the war.

"No, it can't go on like this..."

What Sylvie doesn't know is that oder is not very well now.

Ghost bomb is a kind of magic that can't be used out of thin air, but the casting material In other words, the casting medium is a puppet that he makes or summons himself.

Although he has a considerable amount of reserves, SIVI's strength is far beyond his expectation. The situation is that the fierce battle not only consumes a lot of physical strength and energy, but also makes his inventory nearly complete.

During the battle, he often took out a pile of white soil, turned into a bird, a rabbit, a dragonfly, a fly or something. Naturally, the magic of ghost bomb could not use the soil as a medium. Oder was just a great magician, and could not create anything at will. In other words, the white soil itself was not right.

In fact, the acquisition of this kind of soil has to cooperate with its own miracle, which is very troublesome. But now is obviously not a time to be able to take the principle of white mud freely.

As time went on, the white clay he could use became less and less

"Damn it, if you keep putting it off..."

At this moment, they did not expect that their own and each other's thinking reached synchronization in this moment.

"In a word, let's do our best in the next strike!"

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