Chapter 133: Black Mud
Angelica saw the white mist which was not simple and made a voice of doubt.
"What is this?! How can he withstand <Ea> attack!?"
Facing Angelica voice which was full of surprise and doubt, a silent voice came from the white mist.
"This is my Noble Phantasm, Angelica. Don't think that I am a Caster and can only use Magecraft, this is my main body."
Yes, the Noble Phantasm of Wu Ming Caster class, <Heaven Sage> was summoning his main body, because his current self was a summoned body in Servant form, and Wu Ming Dragon of the Root protection temporarily lost its function. After all, it is called the main body, and the Servant body is at best a projection of Wu Ming main body.
What's more, the modern era Type-Moon itself has the ability to automatically repair things that fantasy species shouldn't exist, leading to a high probability of being attacked by the era once Wu Ming summoned the entire main body or body parts for too long. Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
Since Wu Ming had been injured once, he had learned a lot this time, only summoning parts of his main body.
This leads to the production of this platinum mist.
The platinum mist is a part of Wu Ming. This was the ultra-low decomposition state of his body. Through the indestructible body unraveled and combined with the holy aura Skill to form this white gold glowing mist.
From another perspective, it could be said that this mist was on par with his scales.
It made sense that even this shouldn't be able to withstand the liberation of Noble Phantasm <Ea>, but it could withstand the Caster class skill bonus.
Territory Creation: EX
As a Magus, create a field that benefits you in no time. As long as there are materials, you can even build a temple that was enshrined in the past.
Item Construction: EX
You can create items with magic power. There is a magic book that contains all the magic magic in a certain world. With the <Foreign Magic> skill, you can craft all items from a certain world.
Through Territory Creation, Wu Ming was able to turn his current land into a suitable location.
This extraordinary Noble Phantasm produced little effect, and Wu Ming caught this effect, and strengthened the protection of the world, against <Ea>.
Wu Ming controlled the white mist to advance forward. From time to time, parts of the white dragon body were revealed in the white mist, sometimes with dragon claws, sometimes with dragon tails, sometimes with dragon horns, and sometimes with dragon backs.
In this way, Angelica struggled to expend magic power, still unable to stop the white mist from advancing.
She knew that as long as the white mist enveloped her, she would definitely be killed by Wu Ming. After all, the dragon shadow that constantly appeared in the fog was not a vegetarian.
At this moment, from the center of the giant pit, Julian who was surrounded by the Golems displayed an enormous amount of magic power.
A large amount of black fog moved forward. Even Wu Ming felt that the arrival of this black mist was not good.
Wu Ming stopped the advancing white mist, and Angelica also subconsciously raised the wind blade from <Ea>.
And Shirou, Sebastian, and Shalltear who had finished the task, also hurriedly retreated outside.
Wu Ming controlled the white mist, formed it into a distance of ten meters, lifted himself up and flew into the sky.
Wu Ming didn't care about Angelica, who had already retreated, after all, she could defeat many times if she could defeat her once.
Wu Ming began to observe the black fog and discovered that it was the same thing that Ian had encountered before when he first came to this world to destroy Fuyuki.
"It turns out that this is a product of the Ainsworth family." Wu Ming frowned. Just as he was about to use his previous method to seal the black mist again, something extraordinary appeared behind the black mist.
Black mud flocked to this side frantically, it was a dense, formless but rich magic essence that was concentrated by the same large supply of magic power.
But its black color and insane aura were completely unattractive.
As the black mud approached Wu Ming, he felt something familiar.
"This is!?"