The super-level magic didn't succeed in doing anything to the army of the undead, and the guys were still doing what they were supposed to do, nothing at all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is not surprising at all.

He knew that this thing must be done, and that the guy sitting in the darkness alone would not be able to kill him with super-level magic.

Sanzhefeng did this just to be sure of one thing.

Before, when Twilight Rain used super-level magic, Sang Zhefeng had been staring at it all the time, watching the scene there.

When the attack that was enough to destroy the landmark fell, a strange distortion appeared in front of the attack, and then, the attack was completely eliminated, as if it had been deleted from the screen, and there was nothing left.

This is not a collision of energies, but more precisely, the erasure of certain "laws".

Sang Zhefeng glanced at the undead outside again, and his mind still began to think. All this is clearly beyond the normal theoretical range, and he needs more detailed deductions and calculations.

"Let's go." Sanzhefeng didn't say much, but silently began to walk outside, Twilight Rain followed, while Heatham and Joan of Arc looked outside curiously, and then followed.

"Hey! Wait a minute! The Master Chief over there wanted to stop Sang Zhefeng, "What the hell did you just do?!" ”

"It's nothing," Sang Zhefeng looked back at the master chief and smiled, "It's just a small experiment." ”

"Huh?"

Master Chief Completely Blinded - Small Experiment? A little experiment with super-level magic?! Laugh out, right?

And by the time he reacted again, Sang Zhefeng and the others had already left here.

Master Chief's face twitched slightly, and then he patted himself on the head.

I must have been stunned by this army of the undead...... Would you like to have a sip of wine in the evening to ease your mood?

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"Now it's certain that those things aren't undead at all."

Sang Zhefeng sat next to the table, eating the snacks on the plate, and spoke.

"What the hell is that?"

Heatham took a sip of the juice in front of him, then asked curiously.

"I don't know yet." Sang Zhefeng rubbed his head and said, "But if you combine the ability of that guy called Fallacy, eighty percent is [concretizing concepts that have disappeared before], something like that." ”

They were now sitting in front of a small chair, eating their lunch.

Restaurant? What are you kidding, this city is about to be attacked by the undead, and there are restaurants there. These are all things that Sang Zhefeng used to put in his personal space, for the current situation.

"Put ...... Visualization of what disappeared before...... What does this mean exactly? Joan of Arc asked there, and it was still difficult for her to understand what it was if she had only reserves.

"Let's put it this way." Sang Zhefeng thought for a moment and replied, "She made the undead in the imagination of the humans into entities, and then relied on these things to attack the humans here. ”

"Then why are those guys so much stronger than the original undead in this world? It can even block super magic. ”

Joan of Arc continued. This time, Sang Zhefeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "That is not a substance in the true sense, but a definition of the undead." Therefore, no matter how much energy impact the outside world has, it is impossible to affect those undead. ”

"So what does that mean?"

Joan of Arc still didn't seem to understand.

"Actual things can't beat the things in the fantasy, but the things in the fantasy can kill humans smoothly."

Hai Duyu summarized Sang Zhefeng's words succinctly and clearly.

"Oh." Joan of Arc nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Alright, now let's think about what we should do with that thing."

"Huh?!" Heatham looked at Sang Zhefeng in surprise and said, "Didn't you come up with it?" ”

"It's not like I can't get everything out without coming back......" Sang Zhefeng looked at him with a little helplessness.

"Oh...... Such a ......" Heatham seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and looked at Sanzhefeng in surprise.

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"Zhefeng, come here."

Just as the group was about to start discussing how to kill the contents of their fantasies, Twilight suddenly stood up and spoke to Sang Zhefeng.

"What's wrong?" Sang Zhefeng smiled and asked Twilight, but the smile on his face soon faded, as he saw that Twilight had a serious expression on her face.

He immediately stood up and walked off into the distance following the twilight rain.

"What's wrong?" In the distance, after making sure that neither Joan of Arc nor Heatham could hear it, Sang Zhefeng asked.

"Zhefeng, you've been ...... lately Are you pushing yourself too hard? ”

Hai Duyu looked at Sang Zhefeng with a little worry and said.

Sang Zhefeng was stunned for a moment, he laughed dryly, and said, "How can there be ......?"

"Don't lie to me." Hai Duyu looked at Sang Zhefeng and said, "There should be no one in this world who knows you better than me...... These days you ...... Slightly irritable...... I seem to see the shadow of that time again. ”

Sang Zhefeng looked at Hai Duyu and was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "It's indeed a little ...... But it's okay, I can still control that. ”

Sang Zhefeng said with a smile, Hai Duyu looked at Sang Zhefeng, and there was a trace of helplessness and emotion in his eyes.

"Don't push yourself too hard, that guy is not just your enemy, it's our enemy."

The twilight rain is gentle.

"I see." Sang Zhefeng rubbed Hai Duyu's head and said, "But after all, that guy is facing me...... It's supposed to be coming towards me, and I'm still going to be responsible. ”

Hai Duyu looked at Sang Zhefeng, and the wry smile on his face became even more obvious.

"You don't have to pay any responsibility...... All you have to do is be by my side......"

"But that guy doesn't necessarily want to." Sang Zhefeng said with a smile.

Hai Duyu closed his eyes slightly, then smiled, opened his eyes, looked at Sang Zhefeng, and said, "Yes." ”

Twilight looked in the direction of Heatham and Joan of Arc again, and said, "Let's go back first, and let's think about how to deal with that guy's undead legion." ”

Sang Zhefeng nodded, then took Hai Duyu's hand and walked in the direction of the girls.