Chapter 42: The Firepower of Terror

[Record]: There is a request from the Divine Domain to connect to your Divine Domain, and the Divine Domain remarks [Tang Zhiyuan, Principal of No. 11 Middle School], whether to accept it.

[Record]: Index database, the current god domain is medium divine power, the real name of the Federation: Tang Zhiyuan.

"Accept!"

[Record]: The God's Domain Link Channel will open in ten minutes.

[Record]: During this period, you can close the Divine Domain Passage at any time to beware of criminals!

After Lu Yan finished brushing the Scripture Pavilion, such a prompt appeared in front of him.

Today, the Scripture Pavilion has only swiped out a secret book, and it is a sword technique.

In the Divine Domain, all the main battle races have received oracles.

The red-crowned crane qi refiners rushed to the ice field.

The plains were his most important development base in the future.

Nature cannot be damaged.

In the future, the Divine Domain Passage can be placed on the ice field.

Even if it was really broken, he didn't feel distressed.

"So, do you want to find some formations in the future, or treasures that enhance the ice and snow environment?" Lu Yan touched it and thought about it.

Ten minutes is converted to the Divine Domain, which is more than two days.

For such a long time, Lu Yan's Divine Domain race had already been prepared.

The space is like broken porcelain, cracks appear.

A dark passage appeared on the ice field.

Lu Yan's race is ready to fight.

Fifty meters away from the passage of the most divine realm, there are snow bear refiners, and behind them are Stark fish demon qi refiners.

Flocks of red-crowned cranes are still flying in the sky.

Accompanied by the opening of the spatial channel.

A group of spearmen dressed in armor with bizarre symbols carved on them.

With neat steps, he gradually walked out of the space passage.

A three-meter-long spear that emits a sharp cold light.

"For the glory of my God, for the Empire of Lance!" The magic spearmen, as soon as they stepped out of the space passage, shouted!

But in that instant.

Stark's Fishman Qi Refiners have done it!

The first group of fishmen had at least six years, and the most was eight years.

Eight hundred points of aura, plus the Hui Ling Pill (speed), is enough for them to squander!

"Although my magic spearmen are only of the first order, their armor is engraved with magic symbols, which not only reduces the weight of the armor, but also increases the strength of at least five layers!"

"Moreover, if you activate the mana symbol directly, you will also get a mana shield, which can resist a lethal attack within the third order."

"Even if there is only one magic spearman, and there are no more than ten first-order races besieging them, they will not fail at all!"

"Don't look at my first-order magic spearmen, there are only eight thousand, but in a head-on battle, they are enough to defeat more than fifty thousand first-order races!" Tang Zhiyuan was in his own divine domain, and he introduced proudly.

Liu Xiyue's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Sounds like this magic spearman is very powerful?" Liu Xiyue's heart suddenly ignited hope.

"It's not that it seems, it's definitely amazing!" Liu Zaiyuan corrected on the side.

"Eight thousand first-order magic spearmen, frontal combat to defeat the four thousand third-order centaurs. Because, the power of magic is too powerful. Liu Zaiyuan added.

Before the mid-tier races, it was difficult for the low-tier races to master spellcasting.

No, or rather, it is simply impossible to master the ability to cast spells.

Since they can't master the spellcasting ability themselves, let's build them into a building block that they can cast!

It's equivalent to the previous life, it is impossible for human beings to fly with their own power, so make an airplane!

That's the power of the Construct race.

By virtue of the construct, they can accomplish things that they would not have been able to do on their own.

"Here we go! Magic spearman, enter Lu Yan's divine domain! Tang Zhiyuan reminded.

Liu Zaiyuan and Liu Xiyue also hurriedly looked over.

In the first row of magic spearmen, after entering Lu Yan's divine domain, they launched a charge as soon as possible.

But just that moment.

One by one, the spirit bullets dragged the white tail flames and crashed into the array of magic spearmen.

Suddenly, the five hundred magic spearmen who had just rushed out of the Divine Domain turned on their backs.

Not even a magic shield was opened.

The first batch of magic spearmen are all wiped out!

Tang Zhiyuan was dumbfounded.

"What is this?"

Liu Zaiyuan said embarrassedly on the side, "Lu Yan's innate race seems to be a long-range spell-casting race. But it doesn't matter, the number of his spell casting races is not large, and counting the flying races, it is only more than three thousand. ”

"As long as there are enough of them, they can completely consume their mana!"

In the Divine Domain, Lu Yan looked at it in surprise.

I thought it was a bit of a hassle.

But just the Stark fish demons, one round of bombardment, these five hundred spearmen were all wiped out?

Just now, each of the fish demons consumed two hundred spiritual power and fired two spiritual power bombs at the same time.

But under the effect of the Hui Ling Pill (speed), within two seconds, one hundred spiritual power had been restored.

In the passage of the Divine Domain, groups of magic spearmen walked out again.

With the lessons of the past, they immediately used the magic shield after stepping out of the Divine Domain passage.

A pure white shield, staring, stood in front of them.

For the fish demons, it is indeed a bit troublesome.

It takes one Magic Bullet to break through the shield, and a second to kill these Spearmen.

But it doesn't matter.

Because the spiritual power bullet doesn't explode at the first touch.

It's penetrating!

After the first magic bullet killed the magic spearman, it still did not disappear, and it gradually dissipated after crashing into the magic shield behind it.

The two hundred Stark Fish Demon Qi Refiners are like a fort that is constantly spewing flames.

Unleash spirit bullets non-stop!

The white tail flame, like a cannonball, landed on the camp of the magic spearmen!

They themselves have a spiritual power reserve of up to 800!

In addition, the elixir of recovering 100 spiritual power every two seconds is added.

Reap the lives of these magic spearmen like the Grim Reaper!

Tang Zhiyuan is going crazy!

"Didn't you say that these spell-casting races don't have a lot of mana reserves!"

"What the hell is going on!" I watched as the first-order magic spearmen kept falling to the ground.

These are constructing races!

Although these spearmen themselves, they can be trained at any time.

But armor that depicts magical symbols is not cheap.

"Look, their spells are starting to stop appearing!" Liu Zaiyuan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said.

Tang Zhiyuan looked over.

The two hundred Stark Fish Demons, some of them, paused for a second after firing the spirit projectile before resuming the spell.

Hui Ling Pill, after all, only every two seconds, only to recover a hundred spiritual power.

And not every second.

There was a second-long fault in between.

If the offensive of the charge is not fierce, it will not be visible at all.

However, 8,000 magic spearmen charged like a tidal wave.

It's this second of fault, the magic spearmen, at the cost of human lives.

Directly pushed the front ten yards!

And the attack range of the Stark Fish Demon Qi Refiners is only a hundred yards.

Although it can consume more spiritual power and increase the attack range.

But with an attack distance of one hundred yards, it consumes a hundred spiritual power.

Or an attack range of one hundred and twenty yards, consuming two hundred spiritual power.

There is no need to choose between the two.

As long as they advance ninety yards and the Magic Spearmen get close, they're done!

"This firepower is really terrifying!" Tang Zhiyuan sighed: "But the total amount of magic power is your weakness!" You're done! ”

Lu Yan could naturally see it.

But......

A smile appeared on his face, "Have you forgotten that I still have three thousand red-crowned crane qi refiners who haven't been dispatched!" ”