Chapter 169: Twelve, a mortal's big move!

Micaro departed after the ritual began, the dazzling glow that made him extremely uncomfortable, and inspiration told him to leave as far away as possible. So he left.

Micaro scratched his hair, more or less a detective, if he thought about his situation according to this logic......

"I'm not strong enough to deal with such a powerful monster, and we're half-split on the props...... The loud bell I just heard seemed to herald calamity......"

Micaro looked up jealously at the bell tower, which could be seen even in such a place, the terrifying energy on it fluctuated for a long time, and the natural calamity-like spells reminded him of his mentor and the archbishop of this town.

The movements coming from everywhere also represent destruction, and it feels like a little person like himself can't survive any battle......

"There must be something that only I know, and only I can prepare for it......"

In retrospect, the revelation given by that bastard, my way of life......

“...... Can't remember ...... at all."

Micaro thumped his skull with difficulty, not remembering any revelations from his past, which made him doubt his own perceptibility, and he was no longer sharp......

"So what can I do?"

Detective Micaro squatted in place, holding his head in his hands, and the tip of his nose on his knees, meditating: "The only difference between me is probably the identity of the detective and ...... Not badly the ability to channel the spirituality in the material......"

"Bootstrap ...... Material ......"

"What is a material and what kind of material can I use?"

This seems to be a problem, his abilities have never been evaluated by his mentor or teaching assistant, but based on Micaro's own research, he can't be called a jade by any means...... Perhaps herein lies the problem.

The teachings of the teaching assistants, the acceptance of the mentors, the teasing of vampires, sorcerers, battle mages, and so on can all seem to be explained, but it doesn't seem to work.

"Wait!

As soon as I thought through, other difficulties seemed to be connected in series, why were some of those props difficult to use, some were deliberately simplified, why did I subconsciously choose those props with better effects and higher difficulty, why are my own materials easy to learn, and they are also very casual to use, where are there rookie spellcasters who can build spells by sprinkling a handful of dust?

Micaro suddenly stood up in realization: "So I have the ability to easily call on the maximum potential of those items?

Then your actions are very clear, looking for a very powerful "prop", control, protection!

"Then the goal is obvious, True Red Holy Tower!"

The inflated Micaro has his eye on the strongest magic tool in the town, and the only one that can keep him alive...... Of course, if you can pick up a mask, you can do it. But it was because of Micaro's ability that the Star Spell did not give him the mask of arrogance. If he is controlled, can he still kill him himself?

Uh, come to think of it, the bastard's star spell is really okay.

"Need help?"

The falsetto walker emerged from the side, and the two began a brief exchange in a web of minds formed by their intertwined eyes.

"This ability is amazing!"

"There are not enough materials. ”

"Help me infiltrate the true red Santa district. ”

"In a group of priests?"

"No, according to my calculations, the situation there is very bad. Maybe it's just right for you and me to sneak in. ”

Trey was silent for a moment, remembering the style of some jerk teaching assistant, and maybe it was.

"Let's go, although blindly believing in that bastard's calculations and arrangements is an unreliable option, this one's survival rate is the lowest and the highest. ”

"Well, take the Holy Tower. ”

......

Falsetto walkers and Micaro walk through the streets of turmoil.

The battle between the Moon Demon and the Knights never stops, and the battle between the Moon Demon and the Red Knight, the Child of God, is destined to last forever...... Death will not stop, the moon demon spirit will continue to look for nearby bodies that can be possessed, priests also have magic to briefly summon knight spirits to assist in battle, endless reincarnation-like battles, death deepens resentment and obsession, bringing greater power and more difficult to interrupt the curse.

The only option for the Moon of Usurpation is to usurp the status of a certain god, and the gods will fight as hard as they can for their own pastures, and there is no room for turning around in the face of the things that the source of the world, legends, enchantments, and stars need and need most.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with detectives and falsetto walkers. Thanks to the disguise of the falsetto walker and the detective, the knights will not easily attack the two in the fleeing state, and the noisy people will choose to pass by silently, and the only danger left to wander is the moon demon, whether it is a physical monster or an illusory spirit.

In terms of objective strength, the form of the Moon Demon Symbiote is about the seven-ring melee type plus a certain spell ability, when the Moon Demon was still a Moon Elf, the spell talent in their racial talent was still very good, even if they died, they still had some retention, but they were not rational enough, and it was difficult to exert their strength.

But this is also dangerous creatures for Micaro and Trey, and in a one-on-one situation, either can win, but in a place where a fight lasting more than a minute can attract an intervener, there is a sure loss strategically.

Encountering a moon demon made the two of them nervous, and the spells were fired in quick succession, barely solved in a minute, but it attracted more people, although it was a mixed bag, the night vigil monster and the moon demon two groups of people, but for the two people who had a plan, it was undoubtedly troublesome.

"With props. ”

Without hesitation, Trey popped out circles of rune protection, and the wind of magic weaved a circle of walls of light, focusing on protection.

As the user of the prop, Micaro picked out a teleportation device with both hands in a little flustered: "Ready!2, 1, go!"

The two men broke away from the battlefield of the Night Watch and the Moon Demon, and appeared in the ruins of a house that had been blasted by fragments of a falling meteor. The flames around him have not yet been extinguished, and the resentful spirits of the moon demons who have not found the parasites in the sky are still wandering, dodging the scattered natural disasters;

"Alright, the only teleporter is broken. What next? I don't recognize the way out. ”

Trellen's face said coldly, "I don't know either." ”

Throw away your cold face!

Micaro wanted to go crazy, but he still kept his sanity and analyzed: "Now the remaining props are nothing more than protection and attack, the location of the Holy Tower can still be seen, and it doesn't look too far, but the realm of a certain monster can't be stepped into, considering the speed of expansion, the place we have to go around is even bigger." ”

"I don't know if I'll be able to pass safely. ”

Trey remained cold: "If you stay here, you can be affected by the battle at any time." Only by walking. ”

"Hehe! The chicken broth that comes out of your mouth is so cold!"

"But your ceremony has been delayed for a long time, and we don't know if there's time left...... Ahead of the end. ”

Trey looked up at the clock tower, which seemed to serve as a timetable: "The battle over there remains the same, we still have time." Correspondingly, as long as the fighting there stops, the war faces an end. ”

"Plus, we seem to be locked in. ”

Micaro, who was conceiving in his mind the popular plot of two people, one master and one servant, overcoming obstacles and dangers, and finally arriving at the Holy Tower, and manipulating the invincible spire to quell the war, was a slow beat: "Ahhh ”

Far away, from the direction outside the town, blue and gold whips of light flashed, slicing through everything that stood in the way, monsters, knights, buildings, and straight in front of the two of them.

"Really, the Star Witch who just arrived at the edge of the Holy Tower asked me to pick up the students of the Star Spell, when did these two people have a dirty py deal......"

The grumbling Hoshikari put on a stinky face: "Star curse, that bastard student, follow me to the Holy Tower." ”

Micaro and Trey, who felt the difference in strength between the two sides, had no choice but to keep up.