Chapter 642: The Mysterious Boy Beats Al
"Natural Purification!"
A humanoid owl beast protected by its companions, the sacred oak tree behind it suddenly erupted with a vibrant golden light, purifying the surrounding highly poisonous gas.
"Poisonous hugs!"
The Dark Gold Air Giant took shape again under the supply of the mana pool, and exploded rapidly, polluting the clear air again.
And there is a magic pool to supply mana, and what Al is best at is to rush to it.
One after another, the Dark Gold Air Giants appeared, and one after another blew themselves up, enveloping them.
And Al, the target of the druids, is long gone.
How stupid it is to fight a mage standing in a mage tower!
The three treants formed an enchantment, keeping the poison gas out, and one of them roared wildly.
"His mana pool has just been built, and we can block the aftermath of destruction! I'll block it for you, burn his mana pool!"
The other druids' faces sank, and at the same time, they pointed at the huge iron box with determination, and the golden oak trees bloomed with blazing light.
"Mana Ignited!"
The golden rays came out of his hand, and they headed towards the magic pool with great force.
In front of the magic pool, a wall of rock, a wall of ice, and a wall of metal instantly generated, trying to ignite and intercept seven or eight mana.
However, the mana blessed by those golden oak trees ignited, directly crushing the rocks, igniting the ice, melting the metal, and rushing straight away unstoppably.
Finally, it crashes into a giant man with explosive muscles.
In just an instant, the giant man's body instantly ignited with raging flames, and he let out a heavy snort of pain.
Seeing that Al was forced out, the druids immediately ignited one mana after another and rushed away. The golden oak tree stretched out countless vine branches, trapping Al in place.
Either we'll be burned or we'll destroy the mana pool!
The flesh and blood body that boiled with magic power and turned into flames gritted its teeth, blocking the magic pool alive, igniting all the mana and eating it all.
Once the clock tower is destroyed, the academy will no longer support him in building a second one.
Without his own mage tower, not to mention that the progress of his cultivation cannot be accelerated, just talking about the current territory, what should those people who are about to starve? What should the family do with the people who graduated from the boy camp that the family is going to entrust to him? What about the family and the country that will face civil war in the future?
What about his wife and two children who are about to be born?!
What will be used to fulfill the promise made to the people, what will be done to protect the family and the people, what will be used to deal with the troubles that will come in the future?
Norton, the great pharmacist, looked indifferently at the painful and twisted Al, and let out a long sigh of sorrow.
"Once a person has something to protect, he has the weakness to be defeated. ”
Norton slowly unscrewed the flask that was feared by a dozen or so great druids, and at that moment, the burning humanoid charcoal opened its cold eyes in the flames.
"Since you are ready to destroy my heart and my future, then you can only feel my pain and anger if you empathize. ”
"Congris!"
With this hateful call, Congris, who was protected in the center by his companions and curled up on the ground, twisted and screamed in pain. A terrifying black meridian erupted from his heart, spreading all over his body in an instant, intertwining his pupils.
Congris screamed, and a golden giant tree appeared behind him, clearing the power from his body.
"Hurry up, I'm being controlled!"
The Great Druids immediately retreated, and the golden tree stretched out its vine branches to connect with the sacred oak tree of Congris, sending power to help him cleanse him of the evil power in his body.
But I didn't expect Congris's desperate roar:
"No! this is a fake sacred oak!"
The golden trees of Congris, at the same time, stretched out vine branches, burrowed into the sacred oaks of the great druids, grabbed the branches, and devoured their power in a frenzy.
At the same time, countless tiny tentacles stretched down the golden oak tree into the bodies of the Great Druids, injecting terrifying black venom.
These venoms devour flesh and life, turning into their own power, and so on and so on. There are also black veins on his body that are exactly the same as those of Congris.
And the power of the golden giant tree was continuously drained, and the link could not be broken. Not only could they not help them expel the evil black power, but even the isolation and purification of the poisonous gas gradually failed.
The huge and burly flesh charcoal in front of the magic pool looked at them calmly and indifferently for life, tearing apart the still burning flesh and blood on their bodies, revealing the skin that looked like a new life inside.
The four towers in the sky and the mages of the Star Hunter Society all let out a long sigh.
"It's really a jealous bloodline ability, but it's still in a mage. ”
The newborn body, draped in a wide linen robe again, and a disconnected pool of magic was attached to its back, and it mercilessly pointed at them, casting an incantation that was extremely powerful.
"Septic Death Curse!"
The hearts of a dozen or so Grand Druids thumped violently, spurting countless rancid blood from their hearts, dismantling their last struggles, and no longer able to resist the invasion of the black evil forces.
"Death is never the end. ”
"Fall into darkness, be in the company of evil, and savor your desperate life. ”
Al raised his arm, and when he fell, all the verdicts would be stated facts!
"Convicted!"
Al's vision suddenly appeared with a pair of vibrant and old eyes.
I didn't see anyone, but I could see where he was.
It was a tall boy who had come out of a distant forest, dressed in a green leaf garment and oak leggings, and was handsome and not like a mortal.
It was obviously far away, but he came to Al in one step, pulled out the ancient short knife on his leg, and smashed Al with a conviction spell.
He could see the teenager's movements, but his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness.
It seems that time and space have lost their role in this mysterious and strange teenager.
The mysterious boy then retreated to Congris's side and plunged a knife into Congris's heart, shattering it along with the black veins on his body.
And not only Congris, but everyone, power, and air seemed to be frozen, and no one noticed this mysterious boy who suddenly appeared.
Then, each of the mysterious boys stabbed each of them in the chest, expelling all the poisonous curses rooted in their hearts.
Finally, when he came to Al, he turned his handsome face slightly sideways, looked into Al's eyes, and gently flicked Al's forehead.
Time stops and ends.
The dark gold poisonous gas in the sky was swallowed like a vortex by a crack that suddenly appeared.
The crack seemed to have been cut out by life.
Alru, who was flicked on the forehead, was hit hard and flew out upside down with a bang, sending out an unimaginable sonic boom.
Crashing into the metal wall of the more than a dozen layers of magic pools, there was a spurt of blood, and the flesh and bones of his whole body were about to be shattered.
Al was foaming at the blood with difficulty, and looked weakly at the mysterious boy who had blended in with his surroundings.
It's not that time stands still.
It's this mysterious boy who is so fast that he can't even reflect the space......
Absolute speed!