"What's that?"

The blue-gray huge head that broke through the layers of clouds and mist in the dark sky was terrifying, this is a giant dragon whale that is so large that it can rival the mountains, although the dragon clan is widely known for its unrestrained habits and the dissolute habits of the lower body, such a huge subdragon species has still reached an unbelievable level, as if the ancient dragon can't grow so big, it's just a demon!

When the fake is true, the truth is also false! The formation of the magic card master's position is not simply an early warning device, and the virtual image formed by linking the energy of the leylines, even if the body is a phantom, when it comes to lethality, it is not much different from the real one.

"Quack...... Click...... Woo-"

Raising his head and seeing countless undead creatures flying towards him, Luo Zhengdao stretched out his hand with a cold expression at this moment, and said with a shout:

"Destroy them!"

"Whew-"

With an order, the huge dragon whale lowered its head and spewed out a thick column of white air from its mouth, and as the gas rapidly expanded outward and dispersed, the entire sky was swallowed up by the cold air of white frost. At this moment, it was as if the sky and the earth had turned into a white and flawless world of ice and snow, and although the people on the ground did not directly experience the cold invasion, they could not feel even the slightest trace of air flow, as if the entire sky was only empty and silent like death.

"Hmm!"

In the state of not healing from the injury, he reluctantly used the super magic technique, and a feeling of discomfort of chest tightness and shortness of breath hit, and Luo Zhengdao, who made a big move, involuntarily leaned down, panting with a pale face.

Seeing this, Drake King was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him and asked:

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao, who cheered up his spirits, waved his hand lightly, motioned for the others to stand back, and continued to gasp and said:

"I'm fine, stay on alert, the enemy may have a follow-up."

Sure enough, Luo Zhengdao didn't guess wrong, the virtual godhead of the goblin was not given away in vain, the mastermind behind the serial attack was really powerful, and in less than a few minutes, the hazy fog on the sea surface quietly spread to the beach, and then a strange sound came from people's ears.

"Whoa! Crash! Whoa......"

Hearing a strange noise, Zola Hegel, who had always been alert, grasped the hilt of the knife and shouted in a louder voice:

"Where's the Scout?"

Knowing that today is a blessing or a curse, and that he can't avoid it, Luo Zhengdao, who didn't plan to escape, simply closed his eyes and urged the spiritual perception of the position to be strengthened. After a moment, he opened his eyes and dissuaded the boatswain:

"No need to send someone to scout, I found them."

With that, Luo Zhengdao turned around and shouted at the herald behind him:

"Inform the musket team to all change to Holy Silver bullets and prepare to attack!"

The soldiers who followed Luo Zhengdao were of course the most elite troops, and even though the situation was unpredictable today, and the mysterious enemy's five or three raids made people frightened, this force still resolutely carried out the order.

"Kala! Click! ”

After the soldiers standing in line loaded their rifles, the squadron leader in charge raised his combat knife and shouted:

"Aim...... Free Fire! ”

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

In an instant, the gunfire was loud, and countless bullets wrapped in a layer of holy silver using electroplating technology shot at the enemy who gradually became clear in the fog almost at the same time, and those large and small undead creatures immediately fell in rows like wheat under the frantically pouring bullets of the human army. For the new rifles that can shoot fifteen rounds in a minute, and the shotguns that have a shorter range, but faster and more violent rate of fire, these slow monsters are much inferior to shooting moving targets in training, at least the speed and direction of the latter's changes require them to be more careful, and it is not much more difficult to shoot in a standing fire mode like this than to hit a fixed target.

"Order to stop shooting!"

"Stop shooting now! Stop shooting! ”

Seeing through the telescope, Zola Hegel sighed and said:

"Ammunition costs a lot! Your Highness! ”

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao, who was in pain, nodded sympathetically, expressing his approval of this point of view, don't look at the fact that this time is not long, and the bullets that are fired can be converted into gold coins to kill several people.

Due to its extremely strong necromantic killing effect, in the new world, the rare metal of holy silver has always been regarded as a sacred thing, and the price is also high, usually only the clergy above the level of the bishop of the temple will use this material to decorate their scepters and crowns, not to say, it is a god-level tyrant who consumes public funds!

Although the electroplating technology that Luo Zhengdao borrowed from the old world only needs a very small amount of holy silver to coat the outer layer of the bullet with a layer of holy silver, the bullet is a one-time consumable that cannot be recycled, and if the warhead is recovered, the plating can no longer be used, which is not much different from smashing the enemy with a whole bag of gold coins. If it weren't for Luo Zhengdao's frequent brainstorming and experimenting with all kinds of unbelievable new weapons, this kind of bullet would never have been manufactured, there was no way, this method was too loser.

Laughing at himself, Luo Zhengdao grinned at the corner of his mouth and continued:

"It's expensive, and it's more cost-effective than paying a soldier's death pension, isn't it? Victory is always more economical, and losing a war is really a loss-making deal. ”

To be honest, what Luo Zhengdao is worried about now is far from the problem of money, money is only meaningful to the living, if he can't survive today, no matter how much money he has, he can only use it to bury himself. Recalling the intensity of the previous waves of attacks, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, I don't know which way the gods will appear in the finale, and I know that it is not easy to deal with it with my ass!

"Hmm...... What does it feel like? ”

Seeing that the object in front of him suddenly began to rotate and distort, Luo Zhengdao only felt that he was caught in a terrifying whirlpool, if it weren't for the comprehensive legalization mutation caused by the magic card from the physical body to the spirit, he would probably be crushed by the strong soul impact at this moment. The visible enemy is not the most terrible threat, the real danger comes from where you can't see with your eyes, and he was careless.

Animism is by no means an empty word, the soul is called a term in general, but in fact it is a special energy composed of different components, but in a normal state, people can neither see the soul nor understand how the soul is formed. Just as a beam of sunlight can be broken down into different colors of light by a prism, it is no less difficult to dissect the mystery of the soul than to study the entire universe.

In this soul battle that took place in the sea of divine consciousness, Luo Zhengdao didn't have a chance to see what his opponent looked like, and the attacker who took the lead stuffed a huge amount of xenomorph energy into his sea of divine consciousness like a cramm.

The soul is an exclusive existence that emphasizes its own purity, and the act of alien energy invasion is no different from pouring a scoop of cold water into a boiling oil pan, do you think it can not be fried?

As the repulsive reaction in full swing exploded in the sea of divine consciousness, the intensity was no less than that of a spiritual thermonuclear bomb detonated in his mind, which knocked Luo Zhengdao as a battlefield into a black eye, and almost fainted on the spot. At this time, Luo Zhengdao no longer dared to hope that the extraordinary ability of the Demon Card Master could save himself spontaneously, and the struggle at the soul level could only rely on his own struggle, and any external force could not be relied on.

"A qiē has a law, all are like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be viewed as such."

The Buddhists of the old world paid the most attention to purifying the soul and refining the soul, even if Luo Zhengdao was not sure whether this famous Buddhist proverb was right or not, he didn't have time to think about it now, and he had to bite the bullet if he couldn't do it, otherwise he could only wait for death.

"Boom-"

Thousands of fine and condensed silver particles of light fell leisurely from the sky above the sea of divine consciousness, and the scene was incomparably spectacular, sprinkled like winter snowflakes covering the vast land. In this blurred zone between the real and the unreal, the boundaries between matter and energy are broken.

"Get out of my place!"

"Hahahaha......"

If a person's Divine Consciousness Sea is polluted, if they are lucky, they will become half-crazy and half-stupid waste for the rest of their lives, and if the situation is worse, it will be directly fatal. The continuous washing of these silver light particles can be regarded as effective, but compared to the harsh status quo of the xenomorph energy raging wildly in the Divine Consciousness Sea, there is inevitably a sigh in the rush to meet the slow man.

"Who are you?"

"Hahahaha......"

"Maniac!"

Outside the sea of divine consciousness where the two forces clashed violently, the subordinates in the real world were stunned when they saw Luo Zhengdao's appearance at this time, and the Lord Regent was trembling like a swing, and then countless tiny red blood threads continued to seep out along the pores on his body, how scary it was. Seeing that Luo Zhengdao only breathed more than the dead, do you say that bystanders can not be afraid? They hurriedly found a doctor and a priest from the neutral camp, but after repeated diagnoses, they still didn't know why, so they could only put Luo Zhengdao's body on a soft bed, hoping that his condition would improve.

The old world, which has left many myths and legends, may have been a high-magic world, but the closer the age is to the modern era, the rarer the aura or magic elements of heaven and earth become, and before Luo Zhengdao crosses over to the new world, a person who can bend a spoon with spiritual power can call himself a master of ability.

Immersed in the unprecedented prosperity brought about by material civilization and the high development of information flooding, people pay less and less attention to their spiritual cultivation, and the greed for pleasure and stimulation has become the mainstream, and even literary works have not been spared. For example, the Xianxia novel, which was supposed to pursue transcendence from the constraints of materialism, was stimulated by this social trend and transformed into gangster literature with the nature of the real underworld, except for teaching people to follow unscrupulously how to rise to power under the influence of gangster factions, there is nothing worth mentioning.

The immortals who should have eaten and drunk and lived in seclusion in the famous mountains and rivers have turned into pathetic prisoners who succumb to this material desire, without the pursuit of dreams and moral restraint that have always been implemented, and some are just the endless desire to take advantage of the tricks, without the practice and enlightenment of Taoism, and only have a supernatural power and magic weapon for slaughter.

Growing up in this kind of disgusting social atmosphere like a mud pit, it is impossible to say that Luo Zhengdao's heart has not accumulated filthy residues, unless he has lived a secluded life of isolation from the world since he was born, no one will inevitably become a part of the torrent washed by the torrent of the surging era.