In just a few minutes, the ground was already full of bones. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this group of moving bones while waving their "clicking" arms, while staring at the magic messengers in the air with empty eyes, two of the miserable green soul fires penetrated the cold chill, like poisonous snakes that choose people to devour.

"Arsally's army of the dead?" Pache narrowed her eyes, her magic-enhanced aura radiating in all directions. The speed of these spell tentacles is not unfast, and the extension distance is not not not far, but in the end, they still failed to find the edge of this sea of bones.

"Are they all white bone necromantic creatures......" The magic envoy of the Eight Poles tilted his head slightly, and his eyes swept over the ground imperceptibly, "That middle two sick person wouldn't be so out of the door, speaking of which, she doesn't hate the white bone necromancer the most." ”

The "Lord of the Eternal Death" Arthari is not best known for the perfect artifact "Frost Tongue" in her hand...... No, it's the "Lament of Frost", and it's not the strength that claims to be the closest to the "Uncrowned Empress", but the army under her command.

Those soldiers will not be thirsty, they will not be hungry, they will not be tired, they will not be wounded, they will not die, they will not need rest, they will not need wages, they will not need morale, and killing an enemy will create at least one of their kind. They can launch a fierce attack at any time, and they will never compromise until they are killed, like the perfect army that only exists in fairy tales.

Therefore, the army of these soldiers is an undoubted natural disaster.

"Scourge of the Dead".

However, the former blonde princess has a quirk - she has a terrible hate for the necrons. This disgust even rose to the level of eccentricity, and every necromantic born of the bone line had to get a body for himself after completing the transformation of the undead, or else he would be put in small shoes. You must know that there are not too many flesh bodies in the Scourge Legion, and the real main force is precisely all white bones.

Whether it is a variety of high-quality and inexpensive skeleton soldiers that can be called the best cannon fodder, or a mid-range main force such as Bone Demon and Bone Knight, or the high-end combat power of the Skeleton Horror series. Even the top combat power bone dragon in the early days of the war was no exception. If they don't put something on their bodies, they will wait for an order from a former princess to give to the angels to become experience points.

As for why Arsally hates the bones of the necromancers so much...... More on that later.

"Speaking of which, those bone dragons that stick feathers to their bones are really nostalgic." Pachouli came back to her senses from deep thought, and once again turned her gaze to the boundless sea of bones, "The range of perception is full of humanoid white bone necromancers, and the owner of this space is really biased enough." When Arsally saw her, she had to be beaten. ”

She said as she raised her hands lightly. The next moment, a magic book shrouded in a misty seven-colored light fell into the palm of her hand. The thick magic book had a cover as hard as metal, and seven stars of different colors were carved into it. Just by looking at the appearance, you know that this book is absolutely extraordinary, and it is 100% an artifact.

Because the revision of the Demon Book has been completed, the seemingly powerful magic book has to be sealed in the large library under the Red Devil Pavilion again, and it is accompanied by the brother Gui Tongjinshi and Yuri Xiang H small book all day long. God knows when it will come out again, but there are thousands of magic books that share the same fate as the Book of Demons.

The book she holds in her hand is the first book she has ever written, and it chronicles the journey of a magician from confusion about the future to his determined pursuit of the truth. Say it's a magic book. But it's more like a magical notebook and a diary. After Pache lit the divine fire, lifted the throne of God, and ascended to the kingdom of God, the book that followed her throughout her life naturally evolved into an artifact. If she could go one step further in her grip on the throne or go back to the roots, it would undoubtedly be the perfect artifact similar to the Frost Lament. In Eastern terms, this magic book was the foundation of her enlightenment.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time that the magic of the Eight Extremes had used this infinitely powerful artifact on a formal occasion. Usually she uses it to knock the head of a certain demon god dragon, at most, it is to put some spells to make a certain unlucky harem master into a stick. However, at this moment, she has to show her strongest form, which shows that the enemy is not an easy opponent to deal with.

"Since that middle two Lori is not here, then I'll teach you a lesson." Pache held a large magic book in her left hand. The right hand gently turns the page and then attaches it to one of the very fronts. "Well, this magic seems to be a good fit."

"Master here, you're not ready to attack?" The magician sneered with disdain on his face, but the fingertips that crossed the text were not careless at all, "Giving the first hand of battle to a magician who has comprehended the eighth color, should you say that your brain structure is different from ordinary people?" ”

The girl's voice did not fall. A ...... erupted from his fingertips. Small fireballs.

You read that right, the magic released by this eight-pole magician who has become a god of law is just an ordinary "small fireball" after preparing for a long time. This spell is different from the "fireball technique", which is not weak, to be honest, this little thing the size of a thumb can't even kill an ant, and it is the bottom spell in the 0th level of tricks - how many mages don't admit that this thing that is not as powerful as a lighter is a spell.

But this is a spell released by a god of law, how can it be handled with common sense? In the eyes of the "well-known representative" who has never shown up. This spell may be a spell of great destruction that returns to the basics after multiple stacks and extreme compression.

Under the command of the Lord of the Space, the white bones on the ground raised their heads in unison, and the miserable green soul fire stared closely at the erratic "small fireball". God knows how powerful that thing is, but the Space Lord has decided to try it with his skeletons.

Cannon fodder is worthless, and it doesn't hurt if it's gone.

Just as the White Bone and the Space Lord were looking nervously, the small fireball flickered into the head of a skeleton soldier, shattering with a "snap". However, what followed was not an earth-shattering explosion, but ...... Nothing happened.

"Tsk, a small fireball scares you like that, if I release a fireball technique, I can't directly scare you to death?" Pache smacked her lips and smiled at the white bones who hadn't reacted yet, "But I'm still very merciful compared to a certain demon god, at least I won't 'easily' destroy the entire human race." Alas. I'm so soft-hearted......"

Before the magic could finish speaking, his fingertips lit up with a blinding red light.

"Five hundred and twelve times the limit is superimposed. Doomsday Judgment! ”

I saw a huge and complex magic array suddenly appear in the sky, and then it rained down like a fire meteor. These large flaming boulders are ten kilometers in diameter, and their sheer size and untold numbers fill the sky.

For an ordinary mage, 2x stacking is already a very rare super magic technique. It's not a matter of adding two together, it's about multiplying the power of two spells. In order to achieve a geometric spell power super explosion. Even a small fireball can exert a world-destroying power after stacking so many times, not to mention the already weak "Doomsday Judgment".

Of course, the terrifying power also represents the equally terrifying cost of mana. If it weren't for the fact that Pache had been promoted to the god clan of the main god level, and she still had countless sage books by her side, I am afraid that the magic spell of the little fireball, which almost does not consume demons, would be able to squeeze out the magic envoys full of demons in an instant after stacking 512 times.

Well, "Doomsday Judgment" is a legendary spell on the planet......

"Click"

The bones subconsciously opened and closed their jaws, waiting for the destruction to come. As a solid world, they can't do anything weird like "Inherent Enchantment" because it violates basic rules. Even the owner of this space cannot disobey this. Therefore, she could only watch as the cannon fodder army she had been saving for a long time was blasted into scum by the enemy with a single spell.

The fire meteor smashed deep into the ground, and the irresistible force instantly created huge craters. The sand and dust rose into the sky with the shock wave, making it impossible to see. As for the Sea of Bones...... Not even the scum remained.

"Earth Talisman [Land of Difficult Birds]"

Pache shook her hand and threw out a spell card, which fell to the ground along with the smoke. This spell card was meant to create a forbidden realm, but at this moment, she used it as a smoke-clearing thing.

"Uh-huh" Patchouli stretched widely, threw a seed into the ground, and fell backwards. As soon as the seeds hit the ground, they began to take root and sprout, and then quickly grew into a wooden deck chair. Just caught the lazy magician.

"Master here, I'm still merciful, right?" There was a smile on her lips. And there is not the slightest hint of ridicule, the warmth is like a spring breeze, "If your opponent is the witch who is about to start undisciplined, I'm afraid this world has been shattered." Well, at most, I'm cleaning up the useless things that bother me. For my sake, how about coming out and meeting me? ”

The Lord of the Space, who was hiding behind the scenes, was still not ready to show up. Because she sent out a truly elite army under her command.

A group of white-flowered skeletons walked in unison, silently towards the magician. Unlike the cannon fodder that had to be found from their own weapons before, these skeleton warriors wore well-made armor and held sharp weapons, all like steel cans armed to the teeth. And there are all kinds of troops between them. There are even knights riding bone mammoths, and you can even find the "chariot" as a historic war machine inside.

"Or is it a bone necromancy?" Patchouli frowned slightly, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, but unfortunately she couldn't catch it in the end, "Forget it, force out the enemy first." ”

Thinking of this, the magician did not get up from the chaise longue, but lazily raised his fingers.

"It's not easy to see what you look like, my lord. Luckily, I was patient and had the means to play this kind of play. Patchouli's fingertips trembled slightly, and an esoteric character was drawn out in an instant, "Do you know, in fact, I personally advocate the doctrine of big ships and giant artillery. ”

The rune flickered away, and the magician took advantage of the situation to place his hand on the comfortable armrest.

"Isn't the cannon more romantic than an RPG? The roaring sound, the powerful power, is really desirable......"

At this moment, the place where the small fireball disappeared before suddenly produced a huge mana fluctuation. The solid rocks that fell from the sky floated into the air under the influence of the spell, and then rushed towards the center of the spell's fluctuations, forming a huge artillery emplacement in an instant. The thing was nearly a kilometer tall, square-like a square, and it was equipped with countless turrets except for the one that was close to the ground. The caliber of the barrel varies in size, and the large ones can scare people to death. Even if a small cannon is stuffed into an adult, it probably won't be a problem.

At some point, Pache lying in a chair appeared at the top of the massive turret array.

"Master here, do you see these turrets?" Pache looked at the giant cannons around her with fascination, and said proudly, "Whether it's the delayed circle of 512x limit compression or the end judgment of extreme stacking, in the end, it is for these cute turrets to be made smoothly." Hey. This is a spell that even the magicians of the Eight Extremes have to prepare with care. So, tremble under this turret, my lord! ”

"The Sage (Idle) [Multi-Turret Array]. Full launch! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a deafening cannon fire followed. The huge cannons of different lengths and sizes roared and tilted their ammunition outward, and the fire from the muzzles almost reflected the miserable green sky, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was almost suffocating. However, the disasters in the eyes of these ordinary people were not a problem at all for an eight-pole magician, but could make her intoxicated.

"Cannons! Smoke! Ammunition! Pouring! Patchouli tapped her fingertips on the armrest, muttering words of unknown meaning, "More is better." Big is beautiful, more turrets, more firepower! ”

The barrel of the cannon that had already turned red was instantly reset with the words of the magician, and by the way, it also completed a great evolution calculated in "times". The entire array of cube turrets expanded by two turns, so large that you couldn't see the edges.

However, those white bones are not easy to mess with. Although they were beaten to bones by all kinds of shells, the ** that advanced did not weaken in the slightest. Not only that, but these bones that are not afraid of death are still moving forward little by little. Even with the untold number of horrific casualties at every step, they are still moving forward.

“…… Is there no limit to the quantity? Pache Teau's "Magical Sense" is always on the battlefield. Naturally, I can't see the dynamics of the enemy, "This doesn't match." How could there be so many raw materials for making necromancy. ”

In just a few minutes, the turret array tilted outwards with at least a thousand tons of ammunition, and at least tens of millions of skeletons died on the way. Don't look at her as if she's okay now, in fact, the inventory of Philosopher's Stones is being consumed at a terrifying rate.

"No, we have to find a breakthrough." Thinking of this, Pache looked at the sky. He chuckled and said, "The master of this room, tens of millions of bones die under my turret every minute. I have countless Philosopher's Stones as a backup, and I can make them on the spot even if the stock runs out, but how much stock do you have to consume? ”

She paused. Recline on a lounge chair at a leisurely pace.

"Seriously, the consumption game is boring, and it reminds me of the online games I used to play with my lord. Every day is a non-stop farming quest, a replica, a replica, a ...... I really don't know if it's people playing games or games playing people. If you can't come up with any new tricks, then I won't be with you. Instead of spending here killing something meaningless, it is better to just smash the world to pieces. ”

Pache stopped talking, and then waited in silence. The cannon body was endless, and the white bones were still advancing with death, as if the Lord of Space didn't believe that the other party could shatter the world.

"Did the negotiation fail?" Pache shook her head regretfully and sighed softly, "Yes, in your eyes, I am losing and retreating. As long as you spare casualties, you'll always push the line ahead of my turret array. ”

She picked up the magic book and flipped to the middle page.

"Unfortunately, your guess was wrong." Patchouli raised her delicate eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, "In the eyes of our multi-turret gods, the only reason why we can't defeat the enemy is because there aren't enough turrets. In that case, let's make more and bigger turrets. ”

The already huge cube turret position has tripled again, and by the way, countless turrets, large and small, have been added. God knows how fierce this thing's firepower is, anyway, the position that the bones had exchanged for hundreds of millions of casualties had changed hands again in a second. Not only that, but their own casualties have also increased several times, with nearly 100 million casualties almost every minute.

It's an incredible number, it's like the feeling that a certain protagonist named Long Aotian will destroy hundreds of millions of angels with his left hand and hundreds of millions of demons with a wave of his right hand. However, in fact, this is a magic god who is recklessly disregarding the loss and reckless consequences of casting the "Eight Extremes" spell, and it should be surprising that it cannot achieve this effect. You must know that the magic power she consumes every second now is enough to suck the ordinary main god energy level into scum, even the main god energy level of the law system can't last a few seconds. In addition, this world is much stronger than the main plane, otherwise I am afraid that this turret array can sink an island with a salvo, and ten minutes of pouring can directly make the unlucky Earth Lord cry and receive the lunch.

“…… Bigotry. Patchouli sighed and glanced at the sky with regret. She knew that this space was not a multi-layered structure, and once it was shattered, there was only a 34% chance that the enemy would be seriously injured and not killed. As for the remaining odds, what's the odds? Nonsense, of course, was blasted into scum.

"It's possible to make the plan fail, but it's not that much." The magician raised his right hand and swung it down.

"Billions of turrets, billions of glory! Full turret, overload mode! (To be continued.) )

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